The young man beside him had his eyes slightly wide open.

Not only him, but both the nine disciples present, the tens of thousands of disciples and elders, were shocked. It was just that the young people were shocked by Li Xianyuan, and they were surprised by the arrogant words of their outer disciples.

"Hmph, I don't know the sky is high and the earth is thick." The young man with a sword-watching eyebrows and star-eyed eyes snorted coldly. His name is Hun Xingchen, who is the inner disciple of the late stage of foundation building.

A young man with a blue and white Taoist robe and baby-faced bowed: "This junior brother. Maybe my cultivation is not as good as yours. But they are all fellow disciples, why do you do this?"

"There is not so much nonsense? Either join us or give in." Li Xianyuan said as if he was reading.

The young man beside him looked at the man who stepped on the sword in the air in the square and saw him sneering disdain: "There is not so much nonsense? Either go together or admit defeat."

Again, it is exactly the same as what Li Xianyuan said!

The young man looked up and down at Li Xianyuan like a ghost. Li Xianyuan was wearing a black and white Taoist robe, with black hair and a dagger crown. Her complexion was a little whiter and slightly out of the dust.

The Adam's apple squirmed slightly, and he bowed and asked tentatively: "Senior Brother, is what you practiced as the legendary... Tianyan technique?"

Tianyan Art, also known as Tongtian Things, is to calculate the Yin and Yang Five Elements Heaven and Earth Eight Trigrams, and gain the secrets of heaven. It is somewhat similar to the secular fortune-telling.

Li Xianyuan shook his head: "In our hometown, people like this have routines to speak."

Who knows where he is talking about his hometown.

There was another change on the stage. A pretty woman stood up, wearing a silk skirt and a sword-scattered shoulder. Among the ten people present, only she and the outer disciple who stood in the air were not wearing Taoist robes.

The sweet-hearted drink spread throughout the square: "Junior Brother Haokong, since that's the case, senior sister will come and learn about it first."

"Hahahahahaha." Li Xianyuan suddenly exaggerated and laughed a few times, and was expressionless, smiling and not smiling, not to mention that it was so awkward.

After laughing five times, Li Xianyuan came to an abrupt end, looking expressionless.

The young man next to him was startled and then knew what Li Xianyuan was going to deduce again, so he stared at him in a hurry.

The people around were also startled and looked puzzled.

"Hahahahaha!" Then the young man called Haokong laughed a few times and shook his head gently: "Senior sister, I already know your junior brother Chuyun Jue. Why bother?"

The people looked at Li Xianyuan with different eyes, and they heard the young man's enthusiastic explanation, which was even more extraordinary. One passing through ten, ten passing through hundreds. For a moment, dozens of eyes looked up and down at Li Xianyuan.

The woman bowed her hand and pulled out the long sword in the sheath. The cold sword light shone under the dark clouds: "You can beat it or not, you will know if you beat it."

"Since senior sister thinks so, then junior brother has to obey. Brothers, do you really not go together?" Li Xianyuan said again as everyone looked forward to it.

After the words came, the surroundings looked at the stage in unison.

Seeing Haokong slowly falling, the sword circling around his body as if it had spirituality. Haokong bowed: "Senior sister, since she thinks so, then the junior brother has to obey. Brothers, do you really want to go together?"

"Enough." A long bearded Taoist walked out of the hall. The man was wearing a red and white Taoist robe, with a layer of gullies on his face. He stood in front of the steps and said in a deep voice to the square below: "Haokong, don't bring your master Ranchenzi's resentment."

Li Xianyuan's master Ning Jiya was also in the hall. However, she did not find Li Xianyuan.

Li Xianyuan raised his eyebrows slightly. New development?

He was bored before and analyzed this person's nature. Now that he talked about the information he didn't know, he couldn't speak nonsense.

Haokong bowed and shouted, "Master, although my disciple understands the truth, he is the disciple of the master. As the saying goes, father pays the debts and sons. The master treats me like a son, so how can he ignore me?

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The Taoist shook his head and sighed, "It's just foolish. Your master secretly had an affair with the demon girl of the Demon Sect and harmed the people of the mortal world. With the permission of the Supreme Elder, he was ordered to punish thunder. Ranchenzi talked about you before he left. If you really have him in your heart, you must eliminate the demons and protect the Tao. Instead of using the brothers of the same sect to establish their authority here!"

The Taoist said at the end that every word was full of power without anger. Haokong was as if he was struck by lightning, staggered back a few steps, lowered his head deeply, clenched his fists, and his fingernails were pressed into the flesh.

You can see Haokong's tangled face in the right place where Li Xianyuan sat.

He nodded secretly, this man's personality was almost as conceived.

After a moment, Li Xianyuan spoke again: "Master, I will repay the master's debt, but at this time the arrow is on the string. If the disciple gives in, he will be faceless in Yangqingfeng from now on. I hope the master will be successful!"

In the middle of Baiyu Square, Haokong suddenly raised his head, and blue veins burst out on his forehead. He said with difficulty: "Master, the master has made all the mistakes he made in the future. But the words have been said, wouldn't it be a laughing stock if he regrets it again? I hope Master will fulfill it!"

Although what Li Xianyuan said and what Haokong said is different, the meanings are parallel and not contrary.

The crowd started to stir, and Li Xianyuan's reputation became more and more distant.

Someone whispered and easily recognized Li Xianyuan's identity. After all, he was a personal disciple at such an age, and there were no few in Yang Qingfeng.

"Even if you violate the rules of the sect, you won't be afraid?"

"I am willing to take it with all my strength afterwards." After Li Xianyuan finished speaking, he looked at the square with a large number of eyes.

Haokong bowed deeply and bowed and shouted, "I am willing to take it with all my strength afterwards!"

There was another uproar.

"Since that's the case, then make an exception. But your nine senior brothers and sisters may not be willing to do so."

"Thank you uncle!" Haokong bowed and turned to look at the nine people.

For some reason, the nine people looked at a corner of the stands. Haokong was about to speak when he heard a voice coming into his ears.

"Senior brother and sister. Junior brother is not talented, please give me some advice."

Haokong's eyes froze. He didn't speak, so why did he say it out loud?

He looked down at his stomach in a daze. When did he... learn to speak ventriloquism? Or was his voice?

The sound square echoed. Someone who was good at making a spell, enlarging Li Xianyuan's words several times.

Things were a little big. I felt all my eyes coming, and Li Xianyuan thought to himself.

The nine people looked at each other, and Hun Xingchen stood up and Yao bowed to Li Xianyuan: "Junior Brother Haokong, if you want to save face for Master Ranchen, you will defeat us all. Instead of fighting with the nine of us like this, forcing us to stand up."

Li Xianyuan bowed his hand and bowed his greeting: "I have decided. Whether to lose or win or not is in this battle. Please, senior brothers and sisters."

"Wait..." Haokong finally understood at this moment, and spoke up, but was interrupted by Hunxingchen.

Hun Xingchen shook his head and said, "Junior brother is joking. We practice the same technique and magic, and the realms are almost the same. Even if you are in the fasting period, you may not be able to beat the nine of us."

The two actually flew straight past the client and started talking from afar.

Haokong wanted to speak but stopped. But no one paid attention to him. While he was stunned, he was at a loss and said in a daze: "It was me who was the first..."

Perhaps he felt that it would be endless to say this. Li Xianyuan shook his head and turned to say, "Don't you understand? Junior Brother Haokong is not about winning or losing. Instead, he wants to borrow Xiaobi and take responsibility for the mistakes made by the lecturer. Win or losing is not important."

When he returned to the mansion, he was going to be scolded. Li Xianyuan glanced at the hall and thought to himself.
Chapter completed!