Reborn: All beasts recognize their master, dig up the divine bones

Chapter 646 The Little Ancestor is More Reliable

Complexity: ...

The ancestor’s obsession with establishing the Hall of Extraordinary People is indeed deep!

Otherwise, if the stubborn illnesses of the people in Zhishan Sect were cured, their cultivation speed would be increased, which would be a great thing for Zhishan Sect!

The ancestor actually said that the clan leader and his friends were sick in their brains when it came to treating illnesses!

"Why is Xier so easy to talk to? She should yell at them and ask this old ancestor to cure their illness. She is so brave. Then she should just sprinkle a handful of medicine powder and the exhibits of my Museum of Strange People will be here." Old Ancestor Zhishan muttered speechlessly.

Complexity: ...

This is your own style, ancestor.

The little ancestor looks like a simple and kind girl, how could she do such things?

"Fenfan, go and take a look. Come back and report as soon as the exhibit is completed." Patriarch Zhishan looked at Fenfan.

"Yes, ancestor." They all took the order and left.

Let’s talk about the square.

Nangong Xi can cure almost all physical problems of everyone with just one injection.

Now in the eyes of everyone in Zhishan Sect, Nangong Xi has become a medical god.

"The little ancestor is really amazing. My waist has been hurting for many years, and today the little ancestor cured me in one go."

"That's right. My headaches from time to time were cured with just one injection."

"What do you have? I often cough up blood, which is a stubborn disease that many alchemists are afraid to treat. Didn't the little ancestor solve it with just one injection?"

"Don't talk about those things. My arm was bitten off by a monster before, and the little ancestor made my arm grow back with just one pill."

……

The whole square was buzzing with discussion!

"Wu Hao, didn't you say that our Jingshan Sect will never be inferior to your Zhishan Sect? Today I will bring a few disciples to challenge you." Just as he finished speaking, Chen Mo, the leader of Jingshan Sect, arrived with a group of young disciples.

"Chen Mo, you really don't give up. You've been slapped in the face so many times, and you still come to challenge?" The sect leader looked at Chen Mo opposite him with disdain.

"Today I will make your Zhishan Sect lose face." After Chen Mo finished speaking, hundreds of divine beasts appeared around him.

"Wu Hao, how about you kowtow to me and admit your mistake, today's challenge will be forgotten?" Chen Mo looked at the sect leader Wu Hao.

The sect leader and the elders looked unhappy when they saw the hundreds of divine beasts around Chen Mo.

Everyone knows that ever since the Zhishan Sect offended the leader of the Beast Taming Sect, it has become extremely difficult for the Zhishan Sect to tame the monsters.

Fortunately, the people of Zhishan Sect are very powerful, and they can remain invincible even without the assistance of magical beasts.

However, today Chen Mo brought hundreds of divine beasts here to provoke us, which was clearly a deliberate slap in the face.

Besides, where did the Jingshan Sect get so many divine beasts? They must have been lent to them by the Beast Taming Sect.

"What will you do if we win?" Nangong Xi asked coldly.

"Puchi... Where did this little girl come from? She dares to say she has won in the face of hundreds of divine beasts. She is really like a newborn calf that is not afraid of a tiger." Chen Mo laughed disdainfully when he heard that.

"Old man, don't be so confident. What if you lose?" Nangong Xi asked coldly.

"Lose? The number of divine beasts that your Zhishan Sect can produce can be counted on one hand, how can I lose?" Chen Mo obviously disagreed.

"In that case, let's make a bet. Today, our Zhishan Sect will compete with you in magical beasts. If we lose, our sect leader will kowtow to you and admit his mistake. If you lose, these magical beasts will belong to us." Nangong Xi stood up and looked at Chen Mo.

"Who do you think you are? Can you make the decision?" Chen Mo didn't expect Nangong Xi to be so arrogant. As soon as he opened his mouth, he wanted the hundreds of divine beasts he brought.

Thinking that these mythical beasts did not belong to him at all, Chen Mo hesitated.

"Young ancestor, this... we don't have that many divine beasts. Wouldn't it be very embarrassing if I lose?" The sect leader said to Nangong Xi in a low voice.

"Master, don't worry, he doesn't dare to gamble." Nangong Xi gave the Master of Zhishan Sect a reassuring look.

Although the two were whispering, everyone present was a cultivator, so they could naturally hear their conversation clearly.

Zhishan Sect elders: ...

Sect Master, Young Ancestor, could you please speak more quietly and privately?

Wouldn’t the other party hear everything this way?

"Chen Mo, this is the young ancestor of our Zhishan Sect. She naturally has the right to decide everything." The sect leader said to Chen Mo.

"In that case, I'll make a bet with you." Chen Mo's mouth curled up with a hint of pride.

"Words are not enough, a contract is needed as proof." As soon as Chen Mo finished speaking, Nangong Xi immediately took out a contract and signed on it.

After signing, Nangong Xi handed the contract to Chen Mo.

"Master Chen, please sign." Seeing Chen Mo staring at him, Nangong Xi looked at him.

"Just sign it. Don't try to use the contract to make me give up." Chen Mo said and signed the contract.

"Master, keep them. These are hundreds of divine beasts." Nangong Xi saw Chen Mo sign the contract and handed it to the master beside him.

"Yes, little ancestor." The clan leader took the contract and put it away carefully, but he was nervous.

But the sect leader thought, if the young ancestor really lost, the worst that could happen would be that he would have to sacrifice his old face.

"The contract has been signed. Where are your sacred beasts?" Chen Mo looked at Nangong Xi proudly.

"A divine beast..."

"You can't take it out, Wu Hao, why don't you kowtow and admit your mistake."

Before Nangong Xi finished speaking, Chen Mo couldn't wait to look at the sect leader.

"Of course I have as many as you want." As soon as Nangong Xi finished speaking, divine beasts continued to appear around her.

Finally, they stopped when the number of divine beasts reached several thousand.

The scene where Nangong Xi casually summoned thousands of divine beasts not only stunned Chen Mo and others, but even the people from Zhishan Sect widened their eyes in disbelief.

Our little ancestor is so tough!

This is a crushing victory of strength. Let’s see how Chen Mo can still be so arrogant now?

"Master Chen, is this enough? Or do you need my divine beasts to fight your divine beasts?" Nangong Xi looked at Chen Mo, who was trembling all over, with sarcasm.

Chen Mo was filled with endless regret at this moment. He was finished. He had borrowed these divine beasts from the Beast Taming Sect with great difficulty, and now he had lost them all. How should he explain to the Beast Taming Sect?

"Chen Mo, don't think that everything will be fine if you ask Chen Mo to lose and be silent." The sect leader suddenly felt proud.

At this moment, he discovered that his young ancestor was more reliable than the old ancestor!

"Who said that this sect leader was silent? Admit defeat and let's go." After saying this, Chen Mo flicked his sleeves and was about to leave.

"Master, these magical beasts are only half-tamed. I will tame them all and you can distribute them. Next time, don't let anyone come to our door and laugh at us for having more magical beasts than we can use up in one hand." Nangong Xi put away his magical beast and turned to look at the master.

Chen Mo, who was about to leave, felt a chill in his heart when he heard this. Oh no, he had been discovered. He had thought that these divine beasts were not completely tamed, so it would be useless even if Zhishan Sect obtained them.

"Chen Mo, you are really unreliable. You just lost hundreds of magical beasts of my Beast Taming Sect. You deserve to die." As soon as the words fell, a three-year-old child fell to the ground and glared at Chen Mo, whose face was dark.

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