Jiang Xiaobai was stunned, looking at the respectful Yang Heng and Xin Lian with a strange look on his face.
"They are right to call it that!"
At this time, a Supreme Elder looked at Jiang Xiaobai with a smile and said: "Junior brother, after all, you are from the Reclusive Palace, and you are also the master of the main palace, so you can keep your name, but you cannot keep your position."
Name refers to seniority.
The position is that of elder.
When the Supreme Elder explained, Xin Lian and Yang Huai smiled bitterly again.
This is why they find it difficult to speak.
Since there is no job retention, they can only be called by their seniority.
This is the most uncomfortable thing!
"Really? But... isn't this seniority a bit too high?"
Jiang Xiaobai coughed dryly and felt a little weird.
Xin Lian is not young.
Call him uncle?
As a middle-aged man, Yang Huai calls him his great uncle?
It's just a weird feeling.
"It's not surprising at all. We accept you as our disciple on behalf of our ancestors. You are of this seniority!"
The white-haired old man in the center stroked his beard and smiled.
Jiang Xiaobai felt embarrassed for a moment, looked at the two of them, and coughed dryly: "You two are welcome!"
After the voice fell, Yang Heng and Xin Lian stood up, but with wry smiles on their faces.
But they knew that they had to adapt to this matter as soon as possible.
"Junior brother, has your pseudo-heaven soul been completely melted now?"
At this time, the old man in the center looked at Jiang Xiaobai curiously and said.
"It's all melted!"
Jiang Xiaobai nodded.
"That's good. This way, others won't be able to steal it away!"
As the white-haired old man in the center spoke, his face was full of admiration.
You must know that the pseudo heavenly soul cannot be melted just by melting it.
After all, this pseudo-celestial soul is the will of others. If it is not suitable for forced fusion, it will lead to the collapse of the will.
If you leave it to them, it will be just a loan at best, and there is no talk of integration at all.
The gap is still quite large.
Jiang Xiaobai didn't care about this, after all, he wanted to steal it from him, and he couldn't do it without some strength.
"Three senior brothers, I have a question to ask you!"
Jiang Xiaobai's voice paused, and finally he looked at the three of them and said, "You three should be from ancient tribes, right?"
"Ancient tribe?"
The expressions of the three people fluctuated. After looking at each other, they shook their heads at the same time and said: "No, the three of us are from the inner clan."
Jiang Xiaobai raised his eyebrows and said, "Oh? Is there any difference between the Inner Clan and the Ancient Clan?"
"certainly!"
The white-haired old man in the center said: "The inner clan is a collateral line formed by the ancient clan's god-given blood. And you can have this blood, but you can't pass it on to future generations!"
"The difference from the real ancient tribe is still very big!"
"oh?"
Jiang Xiaobai's eyes were strange, and finally he asked directly: "Then do you know whether your ancient clan of the Artifact Soul Sect is related to the ancient barbarians?"
Yes, this is what he has always guessed.
The ancient barbarians are very strange, their body and soul are in perfect harmony with the heaven and earth.
Whether it is the inner clan or the ancient clan behind the Artifact Soul Sect, it is obvious that they also have this characteristic.
Through the power of blood, a spirit body is directly born, which must be in harmony with heaven and earth.
"Ancient barbarian?"
The white-haired old man in the center had a strange look in his eyes, and finally looked at Jiang Xiaobai and said: "We have never heard that there is a relationship. After all, the ancient barbarians have disappeared for too long!"
"If you want to know more, you have to find our ancient tribe!"
After saying that, the white-haired old man looked at Jiang Xiaobai curiously and said, "Why do you suddenly ask this question?"
"fine!"
Jiang Xiaobai finally shook his head.
Before he is sure and understands it, it is better not to mention that he has accepted the inheritance of the ancient barbarians.
Seeing that the three of them were still a little confused, Jiang Xiaobai explained: "I read an ancient book and was somewhat interested in the ancient tribe, so I asked out of curiosity!"
"oh……"
After the three people responded, they didn't think any more.
"Junior brother, do you have anything else to ask?"
The white-haired old man in the center said at this time.
Jiang Xiaobai shook his head.
During this trip, he originally expected to learn more about them, but now he can only be disappointed.
As he sighed secretly, the white-haired old man in the middle said: "Junior brother, your appearance this time is destined!"
"Destined?"
After Jiang Xiaobai heard what the white-haired old man said, his face was filled with doubts.
How do you say this?
"That's right, our four-region foreign sect will soon have a resource comparison battle among the younger generation. Originally, one of us was required to leave for Zhongzhou!"
The white-haired old man in the middle said with a smile: "Since you are here, you can go instead of us and we will save ourselves the trouble. After all, you and we are of the same generation!"
"Perhaps the ancient clan behind us will show up by then..."
"oh?"
Jiang Xiaobai's eyes couldn't help but flicker as he listened. Before he could speak, Yang Heng beside him couldn't help but said: "Sir, this is inappropriate!"
As he spoke, he glanced at Jiang Xiaobai and said: "Jiang... ahem, if my uncle goes on your behalf, he will be the chairman of the judges. He... ahem, he is still young after all!"
At this point, Yang Heng twitched the corner of his mouth and continued bravely: "If you are a judge, there will definitely be many people who are dissatisfied!"
"If you don't accept it, he is also your master's uncle!"
The Supreme Elder glanced at Yang Heng.
Do you really think he can't see it?
It was obviously Yang Heng who was dissatisfied!
Upon hearing this, Yang Heng coughed again, his face turning red from holding back.
Alas, the name of this master-uncle makes people breathless.
But the judges mattered a lot, so Yang Heng paused and said again: "Being a judge requires experience..."
"Experience? Don't tell me, I really have experience as a judge!"
Jiang Xiaobai's voice sounded at this moment.
When he finished speaking, his delicate face was suddenly filled with shyness.
He thought of the competition held outside the boundary at the martial arts academy.
It was there that his reputation as the Great Demon King was established.
So the judges.
He is very experienced!
He is not interested in competing as a substitute for the Qi Soul Sect, but he is very interested in being a judge.
Just sit there and don't care about anything, just judge.
Especially... you can get in touch with the ancient tribe.
If the ancient clan behind the Artifact Soul Sect is really a slave of the ancient barbarians, he might be able to find some ancient barbarian techniques or something.
Why not?
"Oh? Have you ever been a judge?"
Three Supreme Elders fell on Jiang Xiaobai at the same time.
"Well, it's also a martial arts type!"
Jiang Xiaobai nodded and said: "I dominate the audience, I am fair and just, everyone is amazed!"
When the three of them heard this, their eyes suddenly lit up and they said: "Since you have experience, then you can go ahead, but remember, you are senior, so don't fall behind!"
"I never fall behind!"
Jiang Xiaobai's shy smile deepened.
Yang Heng listened there and smiled bitterly in the end.
Why.
In fact, he still wanted to say a few more words.
But that’s all.
Jiang Xiaobai’s seniority is different now, so it’s better to talk less!