Chapter 199: Ancestor of water and fire

The white-haired old man's exclamation was loud, and many people heard his voice.
Among them, the masters of the four sects were even more uproar, shocked and unbelievable.
"The head of Chen actually wasted a perfect pill to save a disciple? This is too extravagant." A master of the school muttered to himself, his voice full of envy.
"Oh, that's the perfect pill, let alone eat it, I have never seen it once." A master of martial arts beat his chest and his feet.
"It is said that the perfect pill is only found in those big martial arts with profound background. What is the origin of the Emperor Sect this day?" Someone began to whisper.
A sense of envy flashed in Mo Shan's eyes, even in this huge snow mountain, there was not even a perfect pill.
But look at Chen Xi again. In order to save a disciple, he actually wasted a perfect pill. This is simply a masterpiece!
In just over ten minutes, Chu Yun's face became ruddy, and the injuries on his body were completely healed.
When everyone saw that Chu Yun healed so quickly, they were even more shocked by the power of the perfect pill.
"Oh, isn't the perfect pill good for collection? It's actually used by the disciples of the sect, the head of the head of the emperor sect is a mallet!" A master of martial arts whispered, his tone full of jealousy.
Chu Yun slowly opened his eyes, and all the injuries on his body had recovered.
"Thank you, Master!" Chu Yun slowly stood up from the ground, and then said respectfully to Chen Xi.
"Yeah." Chen Xi nodded very calmly, and then led Chu Yun away from the arena.
Chen Xi turned a deaf ear to the voices around him, but it was just a small perfect pill.
No one believes that Chen Xi is actually more than just a perfect pill, because in their eyes, the perfect pill is the supreme treasure that can be met but not sought.
If you are fortunate enough to have such a one, then you will have to burn incense on your ancestors.
"I declare: The first place in the Hundred Sects Competition is to send Chu Yun for the Emperor of Heaven!" The white-haired old man took a deep breath and said.
His voice spread throughout the audience, reaching everyone's ears.
At this point, the Hundred Sects Contest has come to an end, and the winner is the newly promoted six sect: Tiandi School.
In a corner of the Hundred Doors Competition, an extraordinary middle-aged man slowly sighed.
"Palace Lord, I didn't expect that the Heavenly Emperor faction actually won the championship." An old man with the appearance of an old slave said next to the middle-aged man.
"Oh, it's all because I didn't pay attention to this Tiandi faction. Otherwise, perhaps the reputation of Yongxing Mansion will spread throughout Zhongsanmen." The middle-aged man sighed slowly, his heart full of self-blame.
"Palace Master, you can't blame you for this. After all, the Tiandi Sect at that time was just a small sect. How long has it passed? Who would have thought that the Tiandi Sect is now so strong." The old man confronted. The young man comforted.
The strength of Yongxing Mansion is roughly equivalent to that of an ordinary six-level sect. Their contestants this time are half-step martial arts masters hired at all costs.
But even so, Yongxing Mansion did not break into the finals of the 100-door competition, not even the top 100.
"Shi is also fate, don't force it." The middle-aged man sighed slowly, then said to himself.
On the other side, in a corner of Tianning Mansion, in a huge mountain range.
This mountain is very magical, half red and half black.
At the foot of the mountain, there is a huge black water flowing slowly, and on the top of the mountain, a raging fire is burning.
At this moment, in this mountain range, a burly old man frowned, and then took out a jade slip from the space ring.
"Crack!"
The jade slip in his hand shattered suddenly.
"Who would dare to kill my apprentice?" The burly old man narrowed his eyes slightly, and an extremely terrifying aura broke out on his body.
That jade slip is the life jade slip that the burly old man gave to his disciple Du Heishui, and can detect his life condition at any time.
Now that the jade slip is broken, it means that Du Heishui is dead.
The terrifying aura erupted from the burly old man.
The huge black water at the foot of the mountain also began to surging. As for the raging fire at the top of the mountain, it rose up against the wind, roaring and boiling wantonly.
The burly old man took a step forward slowly, his body soared into the air and flew directly down the huge mountain range.
He wants to avenge his closed disciple, find out who the murderer is, and then slaughter all of that person's old and young, leaving none!
Chen Xi didn't know that she accidentally provoked an opponent, and she was a super master who didn't even dare to prosecute the three.
Even if Chen Xi knew it, he would not take this matter into his eyes.
At this moment, Chen Xi and all the disciples still stayed in the Snow Mountain, and did not leave directly, because they have not yet received the reward of this time.
The rewards of the Hundred Doors Tournament are very rich, and it is a treasure created by many middle and third grade sects.
It was a simple token with very wonderful runes engraved on it.
"Head of Chen, this one hundred sect is the reward for this competition. Although the hundred sect does not have any special abilities, it represents almost all the middle and third grade sects. From now on, everyone who is the third grade sect will see The disciples of the noble school will give three points of courtesy." Mo Shan took out a token from his space ring and handed it to Chen Xi.
"Thank you." Chen Xi smiled slightly, and then took the token.
This token is useless to tell the truth, it's just a symbol of honor.
But it was this small token that caused an unknown number of disciples to fight the fire with moths, and eventually died in this 100-door competition.
Chen Xi put the token in her space ring, then turned and left.
Chen Xi's three disciples and the guardian Lu Guan, followed closely behind Chen Xi, and began to walk down the Fengxue Mountain.
Mo Shan looked at the backs of everyone leaving, he slowly sighed, a trace of regret appeared in his heart.
He can't wait to immediately resign from the position of Lord of the Snow Mountain, and then follow Chen Xi's back and worship the Heavenly Emperor Sect.
But as the so-called power moves people's hearts, Mo Shan still couldn't let go of this huge snow mountain in his heart after hesitating for a long time.
After all, he has already paid too much for Fengxue Mountain, and his whole person is completely connected with Fengxue Mountain, not that he can be abandoned by giving up.
After Chen Xi went down the mountain, a group of warriors with huge ghost swords on their backs were following Chen Xi unhurriedly.
"Dare to kill my son? Heavenly emperor faction, you will all die later!" A burly man with a strong figure walked out slowly, clenching his fist, his eyes full of murderous intent.