Chapter 6217 The monk who can run can't run away from the temple
Yun Zhongjun's eyes were filled with the desire to survive, and he wanted to know the answer immediately.
As for what special elixirs and secret methods he said about taking, although he said it in a rather vague way, the meaning couldn't be more obvious!
That is to say, Ye Fan used crooked ways to break through, not relying on his own qualifications.
Although this doesn’t sound nice, it does make sense.
After all, Ye Fan's qualifications are a bit too evil, so it's no wonder that Yun Zhongjun has such thoughts in his heart.
These words directly made Ye Fan laugh.
"That's indeed what is being said outside. Does Senior Brother Yun Zhongjun think so too?"
Yun Zhongjun was stunned for a moment, not expecting Mark to answer from this point of view.
"I don't think so, I just have some doubts in my heart, and I hope that Junior Brother Wuming can answer truthfully."
Ye Fan smiled softly.
"As the saying goes, those who are pure will self-purify. It is impossible for me to use such crooked ways. I don't care about them at all!"
"Of course, few people may believe what I say, but if you don't believe it now, it doesn't mean you won't believe it in the future. One day, I will slap them in the face with my true strength!"
After Ye Fan finished speaking, he turned around and left. Then he thought of something and waved to Yun Zhongjun.
"By the way, Senior Brother Yunzhongjun, I forgot to tell you. It's not that I haven't comprehended the power of the Great Dao."
"In addition, Senior Brother Yun Zhongjun said something that is not very rigorous. It can indeed bring great blessings and gains to one's own strength, but it is not the foundation!"
"There is nothing in this world that is the basis of your own strength, only yourself!"
"What did you say?"
Yun Zhongjun's pupils shrank sharply and he looked over in disbelief.
There are rumors from the outside world that Ye Fan has not yet understood the power of the Great Dao, and he has never stood up to deny it.
Moreover, in previous competitions, Ye Fan had always relied on his combat experience and actual control of the battlefield, and indeed did not rely on the so-called power of the great road.
If Ye Fan really successfully understood the Great Dao, then why wouldn't he use it? That would greatly enhance his strength!
This is also the reason why people feel that he has not understood the power of the Great Dao!
But then I thought about it, just because I didn’t understand it before doesn’t mean I don’t understand it now! Maybe Ye Fan just realized the power of the great road.
Moreover, I had heard rumors from the outside before that Bai Yu had given Ye Fan the only privilege. He could enter and exit Tianji Pavilion at will, and there was no time limit!
Combining all these things, it is really possible for him to realize the power of the great road!
When he thought of this, Yun Zhongjun scratched his head again with doubts on his face.
It's not right to say that. He really didn't feel any Dao aura from Ye Fan just now!
If a cultivator understands the true Dao, his aura will undergo earth-shaking changes.
And my current strength is higher than Ye Fan, there is no reason why I can't feel it!
If we have to talk about changes in aura, Ye Fan's body did exude a mysterious aura just now, but it should have nothing to do with Three Thousand Avenues, the aura is fundamentally different.
Yun Zhongjun stood there and thought for a long time, but still couldn't figure out the connection.
What Ye Fan just said seemed true and false, false and true, and it was difficult to tell the truth from the false for a while.
Yun Zhongjun took a deep breath, tried his best to dispel the haze in his mind, and his eyes became extremely deep.
"It's getting more and more interesting. Maybe this final will really surprise everyone as the master expected!"
"If Junior Brother Wuming can really defeat Senior Brother Tiangang this time, it will be considered a precedent for the Tianji Sect and a miracle!"
Yun Zhongjun recalled his master's previous words in his mind.
At that time, I had just walked out of the training room, and my strength had just broken through to the quasi-sage stage, but there was always a sad look on my face that could not be shaken off.
The other junior brothers gathered around and asked each other questions.
"Congratulations, senior brother, on your successful release from seclusion!"
"Yes, yes! I feel that senior brother's aura is getting deeper this time, and his strength must have risen by more than one level!"
"Haha, congratulations to senior brother. It seems that the retreat and practice during this period have indeed achieved good results! It is indeed not in vain!"
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These disciples gave their blessings one after another, and their faces were filled with smiles of joy and happiness.
However, if you look closely, you will find that behind the joy and happiness, there seems to be an unspeakable sadness, but they have taken away all of it.
Until a disciple sent a breath.
"Sigh, it's indeed a good thing that senior brother's strength has improved. Unfortunately, time is a little slow and we haven't caught up with this sect competition. We have to wait another ten years."
"I have a strong feeling in my heart this time. If senior brother can catch up with this sect competition, he will definitely be able to defeat senior brother Tiangang and wash away his previous grievances!"
As soon as this disciple finished speaking, he was bumped by a disciple on the side with his elbow.
Looking back, the disciple first glanced at him, then at Yun Zhongjun, shaking his head to signal him to stop talking.
Now that they are saying these things, they all feel very regretful, let alone Yun Zhongjun.
Yun Zhongjun was defeated by Tiangang in the sect competition before, and the two sides fought for three full games to decide the winner.
If it's a crushing battle, there's nothing to regret, since there's no chance of winning anyway.
The most regrettable thing is this kind of reluctance to lose, because you obviously have the possibility of winning, but you lose in the end!
As the saying goes, success requires 99% hard work and 1% luck. Maybe Yun Zhongjun just lacked that little bit of luck.
Seeing that the atmosphere on the field was a bit solemn, a disciple said with a smile.
"So what if I miss it? A monk who can run away cannot run away from the temple. Anyway, our senior brother's strength has improved now. Sooner or later, we can get back the places we lost before!"
"That's right. Senior Brother Tiangang defeated our senior brother by luck once before. If we meet again next time, Senior Brother Tiangang won't be so lucky."
"With my eyes closed, I can think that the winner of the next sect competition must be our senior brother!"
"That's right, it's weird that it's not our senior brothers. Apart from our senior brothers, no one deserves the honor of living."
These disciples comforted Yun Zhongjun one after another, not wanting Yun Zhongjun to feel unhappy because of this incident.
Although his retreat this time has achieved good results, and his realm has successfully reached the quasi-sage stage, there is still a long way to go, and he cannot feel any pressure in his heart.
