The crowd watching in front of the main hall burst into laughter from time to time, whether they were laughing at the Xuanji sect for being too weak, or at the gray-haired young man who fainted in the mist.
Ye Yang shook his head leisurely and said: "The qualifications are extremely poor. I originally thought that if he had better comprehension skills, it would give him a chance to make a fortune and prevent him from becoming mediocre. But now it seems that he is a waste."
The leader of the Xuanji Sect frowned slightly, looked at Ye Yang, and said calmly: "I remember that my nephew climbed the mountain that year, and it was only ten days before he was about to climb, and he was only about to climb, but not yet."
The chaotic situation in the field was immediately silenced by this casual sentence. Several low-level disciples of the Yongle Sect had their eyes wandering on Ye Yang, who was suppressing his anger, and the leader of the Xuanji Sect, who was calm and composed.
The young man in black also raised his head and looked sideways at this, but did not make a sound. The leader shocked the four leaders and thought to himself that he would not let others vent their anger, but he couldn't help it.
But he is a disciple of the big sect after all. Ye Yang changed his expression and said with a smile: "What the leader said is that if I hadn't boarded, maybe I would be one of the disciples of the Xuanji sect today."
These words are very obvious, and they are intended to express that the Xuanji Sect is too pedantic, and it would be too harsh to choose disciples in this way. If he had not boarded the board that year, he might not have had such an opportunity to meet the Yongle Sect.
A noble man, he is now so prosperous.
The leader is not stupid, so he understood this very obvious statement very thoroughly. Ye Yang did not want to hide anything, the meaning was very clear.
The young man in black looked extremely anxious, and did not care about the bickering between the two men. He only wanted to know if the gray-haired young man could still have any changes. If there was no leader, how could he defend him.
The leader smiled coldly and replied: "If my nephew does not reach the top, my Xuanji Sect will never accept him."
This is also true. There are two ways to recruit disciples in Xuanji. One is for the elders in the sect to wander around in the world. If they meet someone who is destined to them, they will accept them as disciples.
The second type is the opening of the mountain gate, a ceremony to accept disciples once every ten years. The method is very simple. Open certain mysterious formations, and those who can reach the top can be accepted as disciples. Those who can't reach the top can't be accepted even if they are only one step short.
However, this was said to Ye Yang. In the eyes of the world, except for the genius in the eyes of the old woman, Yuanying's genius in just thirty years is indeed a bit shabby, and some people say that grapes are sour.
mean.
The feelings of the listeners are always different from those of the person involved, so Ye Yang believed that this sentence was a great disrespect for himself, and even an act of denying his genius.
The Yongle Sect is a big sect and can lose anything, but face cannot be lost. But at this moment, the little leader of the affiliated sect dares to insult the face of the Yongle Sect's elite disciples in person. This is not giving the Yongle Sect any face.
This revenge must be avenged, but how to avenge it requires deep thinking. Fighting is impossible. Although the Yongle Sect is very powerful, as those disciples of the Xuanji Sect said, this is the territory of the Xuanji Sect, and only a few disciples of the Yongle Sect
, but it can’t make any big waves.
"That kid actually moved."
These words came from in front of the master. In the originally silent scene, these words became even more obvious. Ye Yang was about to get angry, but his eyes looked at the young man in black with a focused expression.
The leader's instructions before leaving came to mind unknowingly. There were three people who could not be offended even if they offended the leader. Among them, there was one who was the most arrogant and had the capital to be arrogant.
That man was said to have spent fifty years as a Nascent Soul, but he spent a total of fifty years as a Nascent Soul. That is to say, he started practicing when he was thirty years old, and it only took him fifty years to reach the Nascent Soul stage. This kind of
Jingtian's qualifications are rare in the world, but that wasn't what the boss emphasized before leaving. More, he told him to keep a low profile in front of him because he didn't have the qualifications to be arrogant.
Thinking of this, Ye Yang showed a surprisingly fearful look, and quickly moved his eyes away from the young man in black, and then looked at the mist on the mountain road not far away.
The fog and haze on the mountain road was so thick that it was extremely difficult to breathe while walking. The man and woman in front of Su Fan were still moving forward with difficulty, but they had different levels of light shining on them. It was obvious that they had
Magical protection.
Only Su Fan was left. He woke up after being comatose. He found that he was lagging behind the two people in front of him, so he started to move forward faster, which surprised all the people watching in front of the hall, including Ye Yang.
Ye Yang walked through the mountain road, and he understood how difficult it was to take each step forward on the mountain road, but the young man who he called a waste actually stood up after falling down, and accelerated his speed, vaguely trying to catch up with the magic weapon beside him.
two of them.
The young man in black glanced at Ye Yang proudly, and Ye Yang seemed to be aware of it. The two happened to look at each other. The young man in black glared at Ye Yang fiercely, and Ye Yang hurriedly withdrew his gaze and did not dare to look back.
The young man in black murmured in his heart, Master clearly said that he was very outstanding and even my talents could not compare with him. Why didn't he even dare to look at me at this moment? Could it be a lie?
There was a smile in the leader's eyes, and he looked at the two young men who had just looked at each other intentionally or unintentionally. There was a faint smile on the corner of his mouth, but it quickly disappeared.
In the mist, Su Fan opened his eyes and punched into the void. No strange changes occurred. As a mortal, he had no power to shake this thousand-year-old formation.
There was silence in front of the main hall again. It is already extremely difficult for people to walk in this mist. However, it is rare in the world to stand up again after falling down in the mist. But after standing up, walking faster and catching up with
There were even fewer people in front of him, and this person who was among the few at the moment could actually raise his fist and punch out with the full force of a mortal.
The leader of the Xuanji Sect looked sideways at him. Ye Yang's disdainful look was disappearing little by little. The faces of everyone in the scene were changing at an alarming speed, but they all had one thing in common, and that was shock.
The stunned expression of the young man in black suddenly changed to even more surprised. He murmured: "This may be the real beginning."
Everyone quickly dispersed their thoughts and went to see the fog, but before they had time to observe, they saw a thin figure on the stone steps in front of the hall. The fog rolled around him, but there was no trace of anything behind or behind him.
The mist seemed to have opened a path specifically for him.
Ye Yang laughed loudly and said: "Master, I, the Yongle Sect, have taken a liking to this boy. I will give him a shocking blessing. Don't stop me."
The leader was still surprised and did not understand the meaning of this sentence, but the young man in black on the side was different. He was filled with anger, casually walked up to Ye Yang, and said coldly: "You? Can you?"
What kind of luck can you give him?"
Ye Yang was extremely nervous when he was asked this question by someone who had been warned by the leader. He didn't know how to answer for a moment, so he hesitated and said: "Of course I can't give it, but I, the Yongle Sect, can."
The leader quickly reacted, and hurriedly grabbed the young man in black who was about to kill the madman, and said harmoniously: "My nephew has good intentions this time, but since that young man has boarded the gate of my Xuanji Sect, then
He is a disciple of my Xuanji Sect."
Ye Yang diverted his attention and tried not to touch the young man in black. He thought to himself, this young man is so powerful. If he can bring him back to the sect, the leader will definitely give me a lot of benefits. I must win this time no matter what.
He has made up his mind, and since he can't beat him, he can only cheat. Ye Yang shouted: "Your Xuanji Sect is an affiliated sect of our Yongle Sect. According to common sense, your disciples all belong to our Yongle Sect. Today I ask you for a personal
, can’t you give it to me?”
The leader gave a wry smile and said: "You and I are still discussing it at this time. Since the young man has already come up, go and pick her up quickly. Yu Ming, go and pick him up."
Yu Ming was the name of the young man in black. Since few people called it, it didn't sound like a habit at the moment. After being startled, he hurriedly ran towards the shaky young man.