Chapter 257: Golden Core Vision

The Yuan Qianjun approached step by step, without any strangeness on the surface, the mana did not fluctuate, and the divine consciousness did not change. These changes suddenly broke out at the moment the original Qianjun shot.
"what happened?"
The surrounding heaven and earth aura suddenly became turbulent, causing Shen Junlin's expression to change, a little surprised and uncertain, and vigilantly scanned the surrounding area with a huge divine sense.
The Yuan Qianjun Zhao Shi and others who were about to explode slowed down, but were interrupted by this sudden change. They were incapable of hurting the Golden Core Peak cultivator who had become vigilant.
"Pause, wait for the opportunity." Yuan Qianjun said concisely.
"Is this?"
Not only Shen Junlin, but other Golden Core cultivators also felt this wide-ranging aura, Jianhu said with some envy after carefully looking at it with his divine consciousness.
"This is the vision of advancing to the Golden Core! God bless my White Tiger Sect, Patriarch Bless!"
A white-bearded golden core cultivator beside Shen Junlin said excitedly: "Junlin, do you know which disciples at the peak of the Sect Ningzhen Realm have been closed recently?"
Shen Junlin said with a proud face: "Senior Brother Mo, it is true that my son Shen Lang got the three-flavored spirit material that was promoted to the golden core a few months ago and began to retreat. I felt his breath in the vision, no Wrong.
When Lang'er was in retreat, I still thought it was a little unstable, fortunately for the patriarch's protection. "
The sudden good news made Shen Junlin extremely excited, and he looked very relieved.
"Senior Brother Shen, congratulations."
"The noble son is worthy of his name."
The golden core next to him also looked envious. Even if the golden core cultivator could be regarded as a high-level cultivator in the entire world of cultivation, he was qualified to be an ancestor in some small sects.
In the sects other than the three sects in the Far South, any disciple can automatically become one of the highest powers of the sect as long as they advance to the Golden Core Stage.
Not to mention that the more senior monks want to give birth to children, the more difficult it is. Even if they are born, they have much better qualifications than their parents, but it is also difficult to cultivate to become a high-level monk.
Shen's father and son double gold pill, really envy others.
Master Jianhu was full of envy: "Brother Shen is really a blessing. You can drink a few more glasses at the Golden Pill Banquet in the future."
Shen Junlin laughed: "It must be."
After becoming an immortal cultivator, his memory has been greatly improved, and Zhao Shi's slightly familiar name, Shen Lang, rang after a little thought.
Zhao Shi met him for the first time when he used the power of the White Tiger Sect to force Chi Yaoyue, who was still the pinnacle of the Realm Realm, to a duel with him by blindly consolidating the elixir, and finally defeated Chi Yaoyue with the magic weapon of senior Zongmen. It wasn't Bai Ning who helped, now Chi Yaoyue was already a dead person.
Now it seems that this person is very lucky. He has passed the threshold that the middle and low-level monks in this world dream of, and successfully advanced to the Golden Core stage. Since then, his status and strength have greatly increased, and he can enjoy a life span of four hundred years. The same class again.
There are some problems with this character, but he can't help but say that he is brave and diligent, talented, and he should be the leader of the young generation of the right way alliance.
Bai Ning was shocked when he heard that Shen Lang had successfully promoted to the Jin Danqi, and then his face was full of sadness. In the past, he could use the power of the sect to reprimand this person harshly. Seeing you now, but has to respectfully call the senior.
She is confident that she has the same talent and resources as Shen Lang, but now she may only be promoted to the Golden Core by 20%. Shen Lang may have been lower than her before, but now it is 10%. The two cannot be compared. .
Within most of the Baihuzong's scope, the heavens and the earth vibrated vigorously, and then gathered into a loophole and poured into a towering mountain peak. The aura at the tip of the funnel was almost liquefied.
In the overwhelming spiritual energy fluctuations, the breath of a tiny figure became stronger and stronger. At a certain moment, with a click, the breath suddenly rose, rose to a whole new height, and then slowly stabilized.
"Jindan, success!"
"Haha, I have cultivated a golden pill, that old immortal is not convinced?"
"That bit of Bishuimen, didn't Lao Tzu use your apprentice to use your apprentice, but dare to come to ask for an explanation?"
The arrogant, utterly forgetful voice sounded, and then turned into a white light and flew towards Shen Junlin.
Shen Junlin's face was full of joy: "My son is proud and made all fellow Taoists laugh."
"Where, where, cultivating golden cores is a great joy in life, and it is only natural for Fellow Taoist Shen to lose his attitude. Of course, when we succeed in the formation of cores, there will be more people than those who have lost their minds."
Master Jianhu shook his head, understanding this mood very well, as did the surrounding Jindan monks.
The appellation among immortal cultivators, except for direct masters and apprentices, and the wishes of the immortal cultivators, is generally commensurate with the cultivation level, and those of the same rank are called master brothers and sisters.
Although the Baicao Sect and the White Tiger Sect are friendly, they belong to two schools after all, so Jianhu called Shen Lang his junior.
Bai Ning couldn't help feeling a little complicated when he heard that his master said that someone who was worse than him before was a junior, even though he knew this was a practice in the world of cultivating immortals.
Among the many smiling golden pills, a young woman in a blue Taoist robe in Bishuimen had an ugly face, but she didn't say much.
Shen Lang's previous plot to shake the moon was not successful, and he focused on the personal disciple of the Master of the Blue Water Gate in the middle of the Jin Dan, and he was exhausted with patience. He used very rough methods to plunder him and immediately hid in the White Tiger Sect. Among them, with the help of his father's strength to protect himself.
Originally, if Shen Lang failed to advance to the Golden Core, she would still be able to unite and use the truth of lip and tooth cold to unite many small sects to pressure Shen Junlin, not to mention killing Shen Lang, at least to destroy him.
After all, such disciples who directly and rudely plunder people are really incompatible with the general situation of unity in the Righteous League.
And what she wanted to deal with was only Shen Lang and his son, not the entire White Tiger Sect. During these days, Shen Junlin had also endured a lot of internal and external pressure, and almost planned to send Shen Lang away from the South.
But now, there is no need to worry about this situation. Various situations and various considerations are not as important as having an extra gold pill in the sect.
Baihuzong would not sacrifice one of his golden core monks for a small sect's request, and even the enemies of Shen Lang and his son in the sect could not use this reason to attack them.
The golden core is the foundation of the sect and the privileged class. They will spontaneously maintain a golden core of the same clan.
Qing Mei, the master of Bishuimen, closed her eyes, but she didn't want to say any more in her heart. The best result was only a symbolic punishment for Shen Lang.
This is not a comfort to her and Bishuimen, but an insult!
"Haha, father, I am."
A white light flashed, and Shen Lang's figure appeared. He didn't even look at the other golden cores, and walked directly in the direction of Shen Junlin.
"Come on, Langer, I have met all the elders."
When Shen Lang saw the gift, he received a lot of praise from the golden core monks. He was young and promising, and the next generation was terrible. If the road was promising, he would throw it on him without money.
"I have seen Senior Sister Qing."
When it was the turn of the Bishuimen gate master Qingmei, looking at this graceful and charming young woman, Shen Lang remembered the taste of her disciple, and her heart couldn't help but become hot: "Sister Qing, we can get closer and closer in the future, maybe It’s good for the two families to join the White Tiger Sect and Bishuimen."
Qing Mei's face was cold, and she burst into full strength in her golden core mid-term cultivation base, and said every word: "Shen Junlin, take your son away!"
The energetic Shen Lang was a little annoyed. Just when he was about to say something, Shen Junlin quickly pushed him away and took him elsewhere. He looked like a jade and burnt. He was afraid that this woman would burst out regardless of the next moment.
Although in his opinion this woman's cultivation is nothing, it is not good to do so in front of so many small sect leaders.
Although a little unhappy, Shen Lang's father's majesty was very important to Shen Lang, and Shen Lang had to leave with his father.
Suddenly, his footsteps were paused, his eyes narrowed slightly, and an extremely disgusting figure came into view, and then he remembered the long unforgettable shadow in his mind.
"Father, you said that if I become a golden core, you will promise me a condition." He suddenly said to Shen Junlin next to him, with anticipation in his eyes.