Beiyuan City, Li’s Mansion, banquet hall.

Li Si and many young men of the Li family lined up neatly and walked into the lobby with their heads raised.

"Master Xuxiang, can my Li family be attracted to your Dharma eye?"

Li Hu, the contemporary head of the Li family in Beiyuan, pointed at the many years below and asked a monk in yellow with extraordinary demeanor on the table next to him.

Tianlong Temple is Liangguo Temple. In terms of status and strength, it is far better than a local snake like the Li family in Kitahara.

So even if the Xu Xiang is just the deputy seat of the Luohan Hall, Li Hu has to come out to accompany him in person.

"Amitabha, Senior Li is too humble. The Li family of Beiyuan is one of the three major families of the Communist Youth League. How dare the young monk make a comment?"

Since Xu Xiang was sent out to contact the Zhao family, he naturally would not be a brainless and arrogant person.

He can accept the courtesy of aristocratic families calmly, but he speaks and does things very humblely.

These witch blood families with faster fists than their brains are awe of the Tianlong Temple, which has been prosperous for four thousand years, rather than him, a small golden elixir monk.

Therefore, facing Li Hu, whose cultivation level is one level higher than his, Xu Xiang dared not have any arrogance at all.

"Hey! The master has held an important position in Tianlong Temple at a young age. His future prospects are definitely limitless. If these little guys can get you a comment, that is their blessing!"

Li Hu said with a smile, even though his words were a bit rough, the meaning of being kind was exposed nakedly.

Tianlong Temple has four courtyards and eight halls. The positions of the normal eight halls are all held by veteran strong men in the late stage of Jindan.

The empty figure is not too old forty years old, so he became the deputy seat of the Luohan Hall with his mid-stage Jindan cultivation. It can be seen that this person is definitely the key training target of Tianlong Temple.

"Senior Li is so polite. In the past three hundred years, hundreds of Li's children have entered our Tianlong Temple. Senior Brother Li Luo and Li Cunxu are far superior to young monks. This shows that the children of Li's children are all the top talents in the world, and even young monks are inferior to those of young monks."

Everyone carried the flower sedan chair. Such cheap and beautiful words were stress-free, and Li Hu's smile became stronger and stronger.

"Since Master Xuxiang is optimistic about my Li family, it is better to choose a few subordinates who can win the eyes and train them well!"

It was not until this time that Li Hu showed his true purpose and wanted to get a few people from the Li family in Beiyuan to enter the inner courtyard of Tianlong Temple.

Although the cultivation world is highly valued by strength, it is difficult for lay disciples to enter the core level of Tianlong Temple, and they cannot practice the strongest secret magic techniques in the temple.

Now that the internal struggle between the 12 ministries of Zhao State is becoming more and more intense, the Communist Department, which was guarding the northern border, is inevitably dragged into the whirlpool.

Beiyuan City is less than two hundred miles away from the border of Youhuang Kingdom, and may face the invasion of the demon army at any time. It can be said to be a place that military strategists must fight for.

If Zhao's internal stability was more stable and the twelve divisions could send troops and money, even if the Youhuang Kingdom advanced south in large numbers, he would not have the intention to break through the Beiyuan City that had stood for thousands of years.

But now the Dijiang tribe and Zhurong tribe are almost fighting, so where can they still have the energy to assist the Gonggong Department in the north?

So when Li Hu realized that the night was approaching, he had the idea of ​​Tianlong Temple.

If the Li family had the support of Liang Guoguo Temple, they could have divided some of their tribes and set up a family in the south. When the chaos came, they could have a relatively reliable way out.

Although Xu Xiang didn't know Li Hu's plan, he would definitely not want to accept the children of aristocratic families as their disciples.

As long as the children of ordinary families pass the talent, the price they pay for taking care of secular families after being ordained is limited, while the children of aristocratic families are different.

The blood relationship is still chaotic. Even if you enter the inner courtyard of Tianlong Temple, most of the children of aristocratic families will still open the door to convenience for the clan.

It is precisely because of the similar lessons that today, the monks in the Dragon Temple rarely accept children from aristocratic families as disciples.

Although the change in the expression of the void appearance is very hidden, Li Hu, who has a pig-faced face, looks like a loud person in his heart, can see through the other person's thoughts at a glance.

"The master will never refuse to pick up my Li family's children, and we can't let you go for nothing if you are shameless."

Li Hu smiled and took out a wooden box, and handed it to the Xu Xiang beside him indifferently.

Seeing that the other party was a little resistant, Li Hu continued: "Although there are no major Buddhist sects in Zhao State today, the Xuanming tribe also had the prosperous Lingjiu Temple more than 3,000 years ago."

Sure enough, when he heard the three words "Lingjiu Temple", the expression on Xu Xiang's face changed suddenly.

This alternative Buddhist sect composed of witch-blooded monks is actually not recognized by Tianlong Temple.

Although he was also listed in the fourth Buddhist temple at the beginning, no one in the entire Buddhist camp helped him when the disaster came.

However, what they do not agree with is only doctrine rather than strength. At that time, the "Nine Nether Lords" in Lingjiu Temple could even forcibly kill the Ghost Emperor who was comparable to the true immortal with his own strength.

Even though three thousand years have passed, no one dares to underestimate the great temple that can cultivate such figures.

So when Xu Xiang heard this, he was struggling for a moment, but in the end he couldn't help but take the wooden box handed over by Li Hu.

Seeing this, Li Hu knew that the matter had been mostly done and immediately explained with a smile:

"There were twenty-three disciples of the 'Nine Nether Great Lord' back then, and eighteen were left with relics."

"After the Lingjiu Temple was destroyed, these relics were scattered and did not know where they were going."

"It was not until more than five hundred years ago that my ancestor of the Li family dug out a relic of a monk containing the 'Nine Netherworld Power' from a broken temple in the Xuanming Division."

"There were very few monks who were qualified to practice the 'Nine Nether Mysterious Art' back then. The monk who condensed this relic should be a disciple of the Great Lord of Jiuyou."

When Li Hu said this, Xu Xiang couldn't help but hold the wooden box in his hand tightly.

The treasures like sartorals have very limited effects for normal monks, but when they reach some Buddhist monks, their value is simply incalculable.

The worst disciple of Jiuyou Dazun back then was also the Nascent Soul cultivation level, and the strong Nascent Soul with amazing combat power.

If the Xu Xiang can understand the true meaning of this relic, it will inevitably be much easier when you break through the bottleneck of the Nascent Soul in the future.

Such a huge benefit was no longer allowed to refuse Li Hu's request.

"The little monk can accept two Li family boys as disciples, but I believe Senior Li knows the rules of joining the sect more than me." After taking a deep breath, Xu Xiang said with a serious expression.

"I know, I know, 'Zhunting the World'. Since Li'erlang has entered Tianlong Temple, he is the person from Tianlong Temple. Even if he meets his family in the future, he will never hesitate!"

Although Li Hu said it firmly, he was very dissatisfied with it.

Things like worldly fate are inexhaustible.

Countless sects in the world of China have vowed to die, but when they are successful, most of them will still take care of their relatives and friends. As long as they are careful, no one will be able to talk.

Xu Xiang also guessed some of the other party's thoughts, but the relics in his hand were so fragrant. He was silent for a moment and still put the wooden box into the storage bracelet.
Chapter completed!