Chapter 883: Heaven-Shaking Palm Seal

At this moment, Xiao Lin greeted Fu Feiran's ancestors one by one in his heart. He had no confidence in fighting against the great monk.

When he broke into the Xiji Ancient Buddha Tianzong and faced two Bodhi Buddha Lotus Bodhisattva golden bodies at the same time, he almost lost his life. If it weren't for the last small teleportation token, he would have died in all likelihood.

During the more than 100 years in the Great Emperor Haoran Tianzong, Xiao Lin had made great progress in both magical powers and magic weapons. With Xiao Lin's current combat power, he would not be afraid even if he met a great monk.

The most terrifying thing about a great monk is the attack of spiritual consciousness, which is also a unique method of a great monk. However, Xiao Lin, who has practiced the Bu Tian Sutra, has also reached the level of spiritual consciousness attack, so he is not afraid.

So after Yu Lin Zhantian said that he wanted to fight against the Buddha Lotus Bodhisattva golden body, although he was a little depressed, he did not refuse it outright. After all, the sixth floor of the Sutra Library was still very tempting to Xiao Lin.

The Southern Territory is vast, with countless immortal sects, and the seven ancient sects have been passed down for more than tens of thousands of years. However, Xiao Lin has never heard of the existence of a Divine Transformation cultivator in the seven ancient sects. If there really was a Divine Transformation cultivator, both Red Leaf Valley and Black Demon Sect would not necessarily end up in the end of the sect's demise.

Thinking of this, Xiao Lin couldn't help but think of the Yushui Palace. Through Shui Ruohan, he knew that there must be a Divine Transformation cultivator in the Yushui Palace. Now he didn't know what happened to the Yushui Palace? However, if Shui Ruohan encountered a life-threatening situation, he would probably know it immediately.

Xiao Lin thought for a moment, and said to Yu Lin Zhantian through voice transmission: "Thanks to Mr. Fu for thinking highly of Xiao Lin, I will do my best, but Xiao Lin has a condition?"

"Condition?" Yu Lin Zhantian seemed to have not expected Xiao Lin to put forward conditions, and his brows slightly frowned.

"Brother, tell me what I have to say."

"Xiao Lin hopes that his wife and three disciples can come to the Central Plains to practice. Of course, they will not bring trouble to the Great Emperor Haoran Tianzong. Xiao Lin can build a cave for them in Hanyang Mountain."

Xiao Lin's condition is well-intentioned. His wife Lin Xueying and three disciples are all talented and intelligent. If they practice in a place like Haoyang Mountain Range where the spiritual energy is extremely rich, they will definitely get twice the result with half the effort.

Especially Lin Xueying, with the help of the Great Emperor Haoran Tianzong's unique holy land of cultivation, her cultivation will surely improve by leaps and bounds. It is not impossible for him to advance to the level of a god in the future.

After saying that, Xiao Lin looked at Yu Lin Zhantian. Originally, he thought that Yu Lin Zhantian still needed to think about it, but he smiled and said, "No problem, I can agree to this condition on behalf of the sect, and Junior Brother Xiao's wife will be given a guest token to facilitate her actions in the sect."

This time it was Xiao Lin's turn to be surprised. He did not expect Yu Lin Zhantian to be so straightforward and agreed without hesitation.

"Brother Yulin, with our late Nascent Soul stage, we have no chance of winning against the Buddha Lotus Bodhisattva. Among the four of us, I'm afraid only Brother Tie can compete, but he has more defeats than wins."

Hearing this, Tie Xuanyi couldn't help but look at Lu Xingzhi who was speaking, and sneered: "Brother Lu, my fighting power is far inferior to yours. This Buddha Lotus Bodhisattva should be fought by you."

Hearing this, the monk surnamed Lu's face flushed, as if he didn't expect Tie Xuanyi to fight back directly.

"Junior brother, you are too modest. Your swordsmanship is mysterious. Besides, the Buddha's golden body is invulnerable to swords and spears, and is invulnerable to water and fire. Only your Xuanwu combat body can compete with it."

"Brother Lu thinks too highly of me. My Xuanwu combat body has only been cultivated to the high-level middle-grade realm. It is much worse than the Buddha Lotus Bodhisattva's golden body. Among the five of us, I am afraid that only Junior Brother Tianya can deal with it."

Tianya was slightly stunned when he heard this. He was watching the fun from the side, but he didn't expect that he would be dragged into the water. Although he was confident that he could save his life even if he met a great monk with his magical powers, there was a huge difference between saving his life and winning.

If he faced the Buddha Lotus Bodhisattva's golden body, he would definitely lose.

But before they could speak, Yu Lin Zhantian said solemnly: "Everyone, don't argue. The one who will fight against the Buddha Lotus Bodhisattva this time is Xiao Lin, you just need to defeat those Luohan Golden Bodies."

The four people were surprised when they heard this. They originally thought that Xiao Lin was just here to make up the numbers, but they didn't expect that he was the main force of the five people. And judging from Yu Lin Zhantian's words, it was obvious that Xiao Lin's fight against the Buddha Lotus Bodhisattva Golden Body had already been decided.

This made them look at Xiao Lin with new eyes, but at the same time, they also complained in their hearts. They didn't believe that they, the late-stage cultivators from the orthodox Tianzong, were not as good as a guest elder.

The guest elders were just a means of winning over. Although their status was higher than that of ordinary second-generation elders, they were not as good as the fourteen great cultivators in the sect.

Even the guest elders were always regarded as outsiders by the second-generation elders, and the so-called courtesy was just superficial.

The Millennium Competition is of great importance, and it is related to the redistribution of resources in the Eternal Forest. Therefore, every time there is a competition, the sect will carefully consider and decide on the candidates.

"Junior Brother Xiao vs. Monk Ku Yin? It seems that Junior Brother's magical powers must be earth-shattering." Song Qing said with a smile on his face.

"Sister Song, you are too kind. I am not sure about my chances against the Buddha Lotus Bodhisattva. I can only say that I will do my best." Xiao Lin said helplessly. He was also informed at the last minute. If the woman surnamed Song knew, she would not say so.

Yu Lin Zhantian waved his hand at this moment and said with a smile: "It was Uncle Fu's decision that Junior Brother Xiao would face Monk Ku Yin. Regardless of victory or defeat, he is a hero of our Tianzong."

Song Qing and the other four people heard the words and showed solemn expressions. They bowed and said: "Yes, I will obey the order."

Xiao Lin was also a little surprised when he saw this. Fu Feiran had a superior status in the view of the Great Emperor Haoran Tianzong. Many disciples respected him very much and did not dare to exceed the limit.

"Woo woo woo~~~"

Suddenly, the sound of bull horns was heard from all around.

Yu Lin Zhantian immediately led everyone to the center, and soon the people of the four Tianzong gathered together in the central arena.

"Brother Gui Xiang, we haven't seen each other for three hundred years, right? Three hundred years ago, Brother Gui Xiang had just advanced to the great cultivator. Now that three hundred years have passed, I'm afraid that all kinds of ghost magic have become superb."

Yu Lin Zhantian looked at a black-robed man opposite him and smiled. The black-robed man was wrapped in a black robe and wore a black hat on his head, but the front of his hat did not reveal his face, but flashed a green spiritual light.

Hearing this, he immediately made a shrill voice: "It turns out that Brother Yu Lin is the leader of the team this time. Brother Yu Lin is rumored to be the first cultivator under the Great Emperor Haoran Tianzong. I don't know if it's true or not. One day, Gui Xiang would like to learn from him."

"It's okay for fellow Taoists to learn from each other, but for now, we should hold this millennium competition smoothly."

Yu Lin Zhantian was not afraid of the challenge of Gui Xiang. His golden armor flashed with dazzling golden light. This momentum alone was enough to put pressure on Gui Xiang.

"Amitabha, please come to me, Donor Yu Lin."

"It turns out to be Master Ku Xuan. I haven't seen you for hundreds of years. I guess your palm print has already reached perfection, right?"

"Donor Yu Lin is too modest. Everyone knows that Donor Yu Lin's Hao Xuan Mie Mo Shen Guang has already reached perfection. He is invincible under the same level of ghosts and demons. My palm print before Hao Xuan Mie Mo Shen Guang is just a low-level skill."

"Oh, so you are Yu Lin Zhantian, the chief mountain master among the thirty-six mountain masters of the Great Emperor Haoran Tian Sect. Qixue wants to see if Hao Xuan Mie Mo Shen Guang is really the nemesis of our Holy Sect?"

The speaker is a man in a black robe, who looks about thirty years old. His hair is a strange purple. Not only that, his eyes are also flashing with a faint blood light, which looks very strange.

This person is the first supreme elder of the Nine Infants Blood Refining Holy Sect except the sect master, Qixue Old Demon.

Immortals and demons have been incompatible since ancient times. The Great Emperor Haoran Tian Sect and the Nine Infants Blood Refining Saint Sect have always been in hostility. If the two sects were not too far apart, they would have been fighting for years.

Yu Lin Zhantian looked at Ku Xuan deeply. This monk seemed kind and respectable, but in fact he was scheming. He attracted the attention of the Demon Sect to him with just a few words.

However, facing the provocation of the Seven Blood Demon, Yu Lin Zhantian was not afraid at all. He looked at the Seven Blood Demon and sneered: "Seven Blood Demon, Yu Lin Zhantian has wanted to meet you for a long time. How about after the competition, you and I will have a duel to the death in this arena?"

"I am not afraid of you." The Seven Blood Demon heard the words, and the demonic energy on his face burst out, his eyes were as red as blood, and he said angrily.

But an old man in his fifties beside him changed his face, hurriedly came to the Seven Blood Demon and whispered a few words.

After he finished speaking, he stood up and said with a smile: "Yu Lin Zhantian, this is a thousand-year competition, so it's better not to make trouble, otherwise the ancestors of each sect will get angry, and we can't bear it."

Everyone's face was solemn when they heard this. The ancestors of each sect mentioned by this old man must be the great masters of the transformation of the gods in each sect.

Xiao Lin also understood after hearing this. It seems that this thousand-year competition was actually planned by several masters of the transformation of the gods behind the scenes.

"Seven Blood Demon, it seems that the fight between you and me can only be postponed. Now it's noon, it's time to start."

"Hmph." Seven Blood Demon heard this and just snorted coldly, obviously acquiescing to Yu Lin Zhantian's words.

Yu Lin Zhantian also sneered and took the lead to walk forward, while the monk Ku Xuan, Seven Blood Demon and Ghost Xiang of the four major sects walked to the center at the same time.

Under the gazes of the crowd, the four of them each took out a token. As soon as the four tokens appeared, they immediately flashed with a ray of light and soared into the sky. At the same time, a roaring sound was heard all around.