Chapter 217: "White Cave" Quota

A chill inexplicably surged into his heart, and Xu Xiaoshou was instantly frightened when he saw Zhao Xidong's expression turning dark.

"No, it's really not..."

"Can't I go with you?"

Let's put aside Mr. Sang's matters for now, maybe the dean has something urgent to do with him.

No matter how bad it was, with the dead old man behind him, no one in the spiritual palace would dare to touch him.

After seeing how powerful Sang Lao was that night, Xu Xiaoshou already had a clear understanding of the real boss behind the scenes in the Ling Palace.

"Let's go!"

Zhao Xidong became taciturn again, and he swore that he would never say too much this time.

At this time, all the Arhats in the Lingshi Pavilion had run out. Everyone saw Xu Xiaoshou leaving like this, with unwillingness in their eyes.

However, there is a law enforcement officer from Lingfa Pavilion in front of him, so this is going to be difficult.

"It's a pity that Xu Xiaoshou ran away and couldn't get the autograph."

"Haha, do you want to get an autograph? Let's be more direct. Why is your hand injured?"

"I don't know, someone cut me...don't you do the same?"

"what?"

"Why is the hand broken and why can't I count?"

"..."

Everyone was talking about it, and finally remembered that it seemed that Xu Xiaoshou really left a signature.

In an instant, hundreds of eyes glanced at the little girl who had previously received Xu Xiaoshou.

With a thud, the little girl fell to the ground in fear, "W-what are you going to do?"

"hey-hey!"

"What do you think?"

The crowd approached and surrounded the little girl in a corner. Some people saw that something was not going well and ran to call someone.

Suddenly a cry rang out:

"Please, sell me your autograph for any amount of money!"

"No, you must sell me!"

"Go away, the signature is mine!"

"mine!"

Ping Ping Pong——

Amidst the chaos, a loud roar shook the attic.

"Elder Qiao is back!"

Ah?

Everyone froze.

"Run!"

…

The inner court.

The new meeting hall.

"Pfft, hip hop hip hip hip hop -"

Immediately after moving in, he squirted out a sip of tea, looked at Jiang Bianyan sitting across from him in disbelief, and placed the tea cup heavily on the table with a thud.

"Could Master Jiang be joking?"

"The quota to enter the 'White Cave' is not only watched by our Tiansang Spiritual Palace, but also by the major forces in Tiansang County?"

"Not to mention the four major families in this county and some idle forces, there are twelve other counties and cities around the 'White Cave' alone!"

"If the major forces are divided equally, our spiritual palace can get no more than ten places every year!"

"That's great for you. With just one mouthful of gold, you want to leave a fifth of it?"

Ye Xiaotian secretly nodded in approval. He was worthy of being the chief elder of the Lingshi Pavilion. This mouth was suitable for use in this situation.

If you really have to deal with it alone, you may not be able to say such things.

He thought about his previous bet with Mr. Sang. It had only been a few days and he had already lost completely.

Sure enough, the Holy Temple is not as selfless as I imagined. Even as the number one force in the mainland, it still needs the fireworks!

The bustle in the world is all for the benefit of coming; the hustle and bustle of the world is all for the benefit of the future.

I cannot deceive the ancients!

Ye Xiaotian secretly glanced at the calm face of Yan by the river, sipping the tea cup and tasting the taste, but secretly laughed in his heart.

This Holy Temple really dared to speak, but it didn't help much, but the favor was squandered very neatly!

However, the current situation in the "White Cave" is changing. When the legend of "Four Swords" comes out, it is not only a big change, but it is also a good opportunity.

Get it right, the value of these ten quotas on our side has definitely skyrocketed. How could it be given away so easily?

Not to mention, Tiansang Ling Palace also had the upper hand:

Xu Xiaoshou was holding the scabbard with "four swords" in his hand!

Jiang Bianyan glanced at the two young people beside him. If it was just Cheng Xingchu, it wouldn't matter where he got this spot.

But this time with Yu Zhiwen here, we really can't let it go.

Even if he didn't contribute much in this battle in the Spiritual Palace, he still had to send this girl into it.

"Well, Jiang also knows that he really underestimated the 'Saint Slave' this time, so he made some extra preparations. I believe that in terms of value, he will definitely be worthy of those two places."

Jiang Bianyan said and took out a ring.

Ye Xiaotian shook his head.

The Spiritual Palace has no shortage of resources. As the leader of Tiansang County and has no ambition to expand, it can be self-sufficient and even rich.

"This is not a matter of a ring, the main thing is that this spot is really rare."

He stretched out his hand to signal Jiang Bianyan not to stand up, and continued:

"The thirty-three newly promoted people in the inner courtyard are in one group, and the veteran guys are in one group. These trial areas have been arranged long ago, and there are no extra places at all."

"On the contrary, for the sake of the 'White Cave' group, the junior generation has a lot of internal fights, and even has some shortcomings."

"If possible, I would like to use resources to exchange for a few more places to appease those restless guys!"

Ye Xiaotian chuckled and had no intention of accepting Jiang Bianyan's deal.

Jiang Bianyan did not take the ring back, but put it on the table, looked around everyone, and said:

"Palace Master Ye also knows that the danger level of the 'White Cave' has increased a lot due to the changes in the 'White Cave'. Those of you newly promoted disciples..."

He shook his head and advised sincerely: "Jiang, to be honest, there is really no need to go in."

This statement was a naked statement that the strength of the disciples of Tiansang Linggong was not good enough.

Cheng Xingchu had a proud look on his face.

After the "holy slave" incident, he went around in the past two days. The so-called 33 newcomers really didn't have a single one who could fight.

Those who should have fought had fought, and those who couldn't have fought had also been analyzed.

There are indeed some geniuses, but they can only be praised in a small place like Tiansang County.

Once they were pulled outside, they were killed in seconds without leaving any residue!

Ye Xiaotian and Qiao Qianzhi smiled at each other, not angry at all.

They have a clear positioning of the Linggong. Although there are geniuses, they are not so arrogant as to compare with the Holy Spirit Temple, even if it is just a branch temple.

It doesn't matter if you look down on us, we don't play with you.

Those who can really walk out of this small place will have an unstoppable future. I am afraid that even your Holy Palace will be extremely wary of them.

With Elder Sang and Ye Xiaotian doing this, there will be other spiritual palace practitioners in the future!

"Palace Master Jiang doesn't seem to give up?"

Ye Xiaotian looked through the hall and saw that the people were almost there.

Jiang Bianyan nodded with a smile. How could he give up?

Not to mention the quota, he even set his sights on the scabbard!

"So, let's make a bet." Ye Xiaotian said.

"What bet?"

Ye Xiaotian's spiritual thoughts had already detected Zhao Xidong's figure, and he looked back at Jiang Bianyan, "We will each send one person to fight, and we will talk based on the result."

"Oh?"

Jiang Bianyan's smile became even wider. Fight?

Isn't Cheng Xingchu's record in the past two days enough for the Palace Master of the Spirit Palace to swallow this?

Cheng Xingchu was even more excited, "Do you have anyone else?"

This impolite remark attracted everyone's attention, and Cheng Xingchu's legs were weak instantly.

"Sit down!" Jiang Bianyan shouted.

He could tease people of the same generation, but who was Cheng Xingchu? How could he be so rude?

"Oh."

The young man touched the white jade on his waist and sat down.

"May I ask who you have called this time, Lord Ye?" Jiang Bianyan obviously noticed the white-haired Taoist boy on the first seat looking up at the sky.

Ye Xiaotian didn't care about Cheng Xingchu's impolite words, and said, "Have you seen this person?"

"Oh?"

Jiang Bianyan thought that among the thirty-three newcomers, he didn't see many outstanding ones, so why did Lord Ye have such great confidence?

"The thirty-three veterans?"

Ye Xiaotian shook his head and said nothing, his eyes swept outside the hall.

"Here they come!"