Transcending Tribulation Immortal Venerable

Chapter 837
Jia Mengling didn't know what Zheng Fan was thinking, seeing Zheng Fan didn't answer.

Guessing that Zheng Fan was poked at the center, she took out ten gold coins from her bosom and handed them to Zheng Fan, "Participating in the trial requires money."

Zheng Fan looked at the gold coin that Jia Mengling handed over, without refusing it, he took it directly.

Jia Mengling smiled and didn't say much.

Now the Tang family's power in Wushuang City is getting weaker and weaker.

It may be annexed by the Ye family and the city lord's mansion at any time.

If it weren't for the rules set by the strongest person in Jianzhou, perhaps the Tang family would have been destroyed after the death of her husband.

If ten gold coins can be used to win over Zheng Fan, it would be an excellent thing for the current weak Tang family.

Passers-by saw this scene with weird eyes.

In their eyes, Jia Mengling, the current Patriarch of the Tang Mansion, was transformed from a powerful monster.

This monster is so close to Zheng Fan, so could Zheng Fan also be transformed from a monster?

The white-haired butler of the Tang family looked at the strange eyes of passers-by, coughed twice and said, "What are you looking at? Have you never met the head of the Tang family?"

After the words fell, the aura of the realm of transforming gods quietly radiated out, overwhelming the passers-by to breathe hard, and they dared not continue to look at Jia Mengling with weird eyes.

Ye Huan and Ye Qingcheng also came to the five-story mahogany tower at this time.

The two of them immediately noticed Zheng Fan, the man in white next to Jia Mengling.

It's just that today's Zheng Fan is no longer dressed weirdly, but is dressed in white clothes that are common in the world of cultivating immortals.

"Father, could this person be the man in white who came to our Ye family to make trouble?" Ye Qingcheng's eyes were dark, looking at Zheng Fan very displeased.

Even if this person is not a man in white who came to Ye Mansion to cause trouble, he must be killed.

Who made him dislike Zheng Fan.

Listening to Ye Qingcheng's words, Ye Huan shook his head and said, "He doesn't have any spiritual power fluctuations, unlike that unpredictable white-clothed man."

Listening to his father's words, Ye Qingcheng sneered and said, "In that case, when I enter the tower, I will dismember him. Who told him to wear white clothes, and walk so close to the little widow Jia Mengling?"

Listening to Ye Qingcheng's words, Ye Huan just smiled and didn't say much.

Over the years, he had spent a lot of herbs on Ye Huan just for this day.

If Ye Qingcheng can reach the top of the tower smoothly, he will be selected by the Tianxing Gate.

The Ye family's influence in Wushuang City will be even greater in the future.

Wei Meng, who was dressed in red and had a ruddy complexion, came here holding a long knife with a faint red light in his hand.

Behind him, followed a young man with a red spear in his hand and gloomy eyes.

"Father, I will definitely enter the Tianxing Gate smoothly this year." Wei Kang looked serious, and in his heart, he was determined to enter the Tianxing Gate.

Wei Meng listened to Wei Kang's words, and said calmly: "Father believes that you can do it."

The people who came here for the trial looked at Wei Kang and Ye Qingcheng with ugly expressions.

I am full of disgust for the arrogance and domineering of these two people on weekdays.

If it weren't for the special status of the two of them, they would have been beheaded and killed on the street long ago.

The old man standing on the top floor of the mahogany tower looked calm, seeing that the trial time had come.

With a slight smile on his face, he said, "The trial begins, open the door."

With this word comes.

The five-story mahogany tower slowly opened a door made of mahogany.

The moment the tower door opened, a majestic spiritual coercion emanated from the tower.

This majestic spiritual coercion is just the spiritual power unintentionally leaked from the tower.

For the passers-by who came to watch the play, it made them feel the pain of suffocation.

The contestants who came to participate in the trial didn't feel much about this majestic spiritual power.

If you can't even bear this mental pressure, why waste ten gold coins to go to the Redwood Pagoda.

Each of them held ten gold coins in their hands, and threw gold coins at the young man in white outside the tower gate.

Zheng Fan's face was indifferent, and he was about to go directly to the top of the tower to ask the elders of the Tianxingmen about the medicinal herb.

Jia Mengling saw that all the people who participated in the trial had already entered the mahogany tower.

She said, "Little brother, go in quickly, or the door will be closed."

Zheng Fan shook his head and said, "I'm not here to participate in the trial."

Jia Mengling smiled lightly: "Don't be embarrassed, even if the trial fails, I won't make fun of you."

At this moment, the seven-color gourd and nine-tailed fox hanging from Zheng Fan's waist, a weak voice sounded in Zheng Fan's mind, "Master, I smell a scent of medicine in this mahogany pagoda."

Zheng Fan listened to the words of the nine-tailed fox Qi Ling, frowned slightly, and mentally said: "The smell of the big medicine?"

"I'm not sure, I just woke up." Nine-tailed Fox Qiling followed Zheng Fan to the world of cultivating immortals, and fell into a coma.

He didn't wake up until he smelled the medicinal fragrance wafting from the mahogany pagoda.

The Jade Lion Beast, the weapon spirit in the colorful long sword that hadn't spoken for a long time, said with spiritual voice transmission: "Master, I also feel it, a terrifying medicinal fragrance, it seems that just smelling it can make my realm greatly improved. "

Zheng Fan saw that the nine-tailed fox spirit and the jade lion beast spirit both came to life because of the fragrance of the medicine, he frowned slightly, and said to himself, "Could it be that my consciousness and sense of smell have failed?"

He didn't feel the so-called medicinal fragrance at all, or in other words, with his current strength, he couldn't detect the medicinal fragrance at all?

Jia Mengling saw Zheng Fan in a daze, and said anxiously: "Little brother, the door is about to close, why don't you go in?"

The trial of the Star Gate is only held once every five years.

If you miss this opportunity, you will have to wait another five years.

Jia Mengling didn't want Zheng Fan to miss such a good opportunity.

She also hoped that Zheng Fan's strength would continue to grow stronger, and that the impoverished Tang family would still need Zheng Fan's protection.

Zheng Fan glanced at the gradually closing tower door, followed the rules of entering the tower, threw ten gold coins to the man in white, and entered the tower.

At this time, inside the mahogany tower.

All the contestants who entered this place before felt a majestic ocean-like mental pressure.

Some weaker people, let alone going to the fifth floor, were directly crushed on the first floor and died here.

The rest of the people were not surprised when they saw someone die.

Opportunities and dangers always accompany each other. The greater the crisis, the greater the opportunities.

They walked towards the second floor with their legs weighing tens of thousands of catties, their foreheads dripping with cold sweat, and their clothes were soaked.

There is only one purpose, to become a disciple of Tianxingmen, even if they are not direct disciples, outer disciples are enough to make them change the rest of their lives.

Tread, step, step.

There was a sound of brisk footsteps.

Zheng Fan directly ignored the majestic ocean-like spiritual coercion on the first floor.

As he walked, he chatted with Qiling Nine-Tailed Fox and Jade Lion, "Where do you think the medicine is?"

The contestants who were walking hard on the first floor saw Zheng Fan's performance as if he was walking on flat ground, and they were so shocked that their teeth almost fell out.

Why is the gap between people so large?

(End of this chapter)