Chapter 837: The color of life and arm!

Chapter eight hundred and thirty-seven the color of life and arm!

Tantai Yu and Tantai Xuanzhong heard the words, and the storm surged in their hearts, "Could it be that Yun'er, the four techniques of Dan, Formation, Talisman, and Tool, have reached the holy level?"

As for whether Tan Yun's four skills will reach the legendary fairy rank, they don't think about it at all!

Because they knew that since the ancient times, the Immortal Formation Master, Immortal Talisman Master, Immortal Formation Master, and Immortal Artifact Master disappeared.

Perhaps later, no one has reached the Immortal Rank in the four arts attainments!

While Tantai Yu and Tantai Xuanzhong were secretly shocked, all the ancestors of the Eight Meridians were overjoyed!

Especially the Eight Great Patriarchs of the Eight Veins, they know that among them there are Holy Alchemists, Holy Weapon Masters, Holy Talisman Masters, and Holy Array Masters!

They are conceited, and under the assessment of any of them, Tan Yun will fail the assessment.

Not to mention the vicious realm of monsters, they are confident that if Tan Yun kills the fifth- and sixth-order monsters with his bare hands, the consequence will be that there will be no bones left, and they will be torn apart and swallowed by the monsters!

"Okay, Young Sect Master, it's really quick!" Situ Wuhen laughed.

"Quick talk doesn't count, this young sect master is just giving you a chance to get rid of this young sect master." Tan Yun squinted his eyes, glanced at the eight great ancestors, and said: "However, this young sect master has a proposal, and then How about adding some color head?"

"Young Sect Master, please speak." Jin Xianghai smiled with murderous intent. Thinking of Jin Shaoxian's death, he could not wait to pinch Tan Yun to death.

Tan Yun said calmly: "Dan, weapon, talisman, and formation, any one of you can test me with what you think is the most difficult test content, if I lose, you don't need to kill me in vain in the future. "

"This young sect master is self-sufficient!"

"If this young sect master passes the assessment, this young sect master respects your eight great ancestors as seniors, and asks you to have a right arm, and swear that you will never regain your lost arm, how about that?"

"Think about it, this is a good deal, the young sect master lost his life, and you just lost an arm!"

"Oh of course, if you don't dare to gamble, then today's assessment will be waived, and it is better to let this young sect master directly assume the position of sect master!"

Tan Yun paused and said coldly: "The right to choose is in your hands, and the right to decide is also in your hands. Do you dare... or dare you not!"

When more than seven million disciples heard the words, they thought Tan Yun was crazy!

Isn't this self-defeating?

In the hearts of the disciples, they do know that the young sect master has dabbled in alchemy, tool refining, talisman refining, and formation refining. But the four arts attainment, how can you compare with the ancestors of various veins!

You must know that these ancestors are all old antiques that have lived for thousands of years!

The meritorious disciples and the law enforcement disciples looked at Tan Yun with anxiety and fear.

On the other hand, they still looked worried when they learned that Tan Yun was the daughters of Shen Subing, Mu Mengjia, Zhong Wu Shiyao, and Xue Ziyan who were reincarnated in great power.

At this time, Tuoba Yingying sent a voice transmission to Mu Mengjia, Shi Yao, and Zi Yan, telling the three girls, don't worry...

However, in the hearts of the eight great patriarchs and the more than 150 eight-lineage patriarchs, Tan Yun's proposal was another scruple.

In their minds, Tan Yun was bluffing himself again.

In their opinion, it has been less than 40 years since Tan Yun joined the sect when he was young. In such a short period of time, let alone the achievement of the four arts to reach the holy level, even if Tan Yun is famous for his alchemy attainment in the sect, he can reach the low-level holy alchemist. Impossible!

You must know, which of them did not take more than a thousand years to ascend to the Holy Alchemy Master, the Holy Artifact Master, the Holy Talisman Master, and the Holy Array Master?

"It takes three thousand years for the old man to advance to the middle-level holy alchemist, and the time in the time-space magic weapon exceeds ten thousand years!"

Jin Xianghai, the ancestor of the alchemy vein, thought to himself, "I don't believe this old man. Tan Yun's alchemy skills are even higher than this old man!"

After thinking about this, Jin Xianghai's old voice sounded, "Okay, this great ancestor has made a bet!"

At this time, Zhong Libo, the great ancestor of the artifact, looked at Tan Yun with disdain, "This great ancestor also bet!"

The ancestor of Fumai, Tuoba Qingtian, stroked his beard and smiled, "Young Sect Master, do you think you can scare us? Don't say it's just a gamble, even if you risk the life of the ancestor, the ancestor will bet on it. Hehe, you are still too naive!"

Let the eight great ancestors gamble their lives?

Tan Yun naturally thought, but he knew that he couldn't do it at all.

Otherwise, before the eight great ancestors died, they would kill the disciples of Huangfu Shengzong, and the consequences would be unimaginable.

There is another reason. Tan Yun has already thought about the eight great ancestors. It is the best policy to defeat them one by one in the future. Once they are eliminated together, the forces behind those spies will probably come together!

"The Great Ancestor also agrees!"

"agree……"

After a while, the Eight Great Patriarchs of the Eight Meridians agreed confidently.

"Young Sect Master, you have to think twice!" Feng Yun, the great ancestor of the formation, hurriedly discouraged: "Young Sect Master, subordinate Rong said bluntly, what's the difference between your actions and your death?"

"Young Sect Master, although my formation will not make it difficult for you to pass the assessment, among these ancestors, there are many holy formation masters!"

At this time, Feng Qingcheng voiced a cold voice to Tan Yun: "You are courting death yourself, you deserve it!"

"You're dead, just to save me from killing you and getting my hands dirty!"

Hearing this, Tan Yun glanced at Feng Qingcheng and said through a voice transmission: "Little Qingcheng, I can't say that, if I hang up who will marry you? Could it be that you want to be a widow?"

"You...you dare to tease me when you are about to die!" Feng Qingcheng's delicate body trembled, and he said, "You'd better not die. In the future, this young lady will ask you to survive without asking for death!"

"Not gentle at all." After Tan Yun's voice transmission, he looked at Feng Yun and said, "Thank you for your concern. However, it is inevitable that people will die, so face it calmly."

"Alas!" Feng Yun sighed, in his heart Tan Yun would definitely lose!

At this moment, Tantai Xuanzhong took a deep breath and frowned, "Yun'er, life is not a child's play, have you figured it out?"

"Sect Master, the disciple has figured it out." Tan Yun said without hesitation.

"Okay!" Tantai Xuanzhong nodded, looked at the eight great ancestors, and said, "The assessment begins!"

"It's the sect master." Jin Xianghai, the ancestor of the Danmai, took the order with a respectful appearance, looked down at Tan Yun in the square, and said solemnly: "I have heard earlier that the young sect master was in the Four Arts Competition of the Eternal Immortal Sect. At that time, the identification of medicinal pills was unmatched by the genius disciples of the three ancient sects."

"Today, there is an elixir here for the Young Sect Master to identify."

"If the young sect master can identify the name, rank, and purpose of the pills, as well as all the pills used in alchemy, you will be considered the winner, and your subordinates will cut off their arms!"

"If Young Sect Master can't tell the difference, then Young Sect Master, you will kill yourself on the spot!"

As soon as these words came out, all the disciples in the entire Tiangong Square held their breaths, and their solemn breaths flowed and spread between each other...