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Chapter 6247 half a catty eight taels

After Immortal Zishuang finished speaking, Long Aotian also fell into deep thought.

Thinking about it carefully, there seems to be nothing wrong with what he said. If he took action to destroy Tiangang now, what would other disciples think of him, and how would he think of Ye Fan?

Although he is indifferent and doesn't care so much, Mark is different. This will be a huge blow to him!

Even if he becomes the senior brother of all the disciples of the Tianji Sect in the future, this matter will always follow him and will never be dispelled!

To put it mildly, now that he has lost to Tiangang, his Taoist heart may not be shaken in any way.

Because the difference in strength between the two is there, it's normal that they can't beat each other.

But if he really takes action, Ye Fan's Taoist heart may not be intact.

Because Ye Fan would think that all this was not won by his own strength, but by his own help.

You must know that the most unacceptable thing for a top evil genius is to rely on the power of others to deal with his opponents.

All in all, there is really no benefit to taking action now, and it may even have the opposite effect.

At the end, Long Aotian let out a long sigh and took his hand back.

"Great Elder, I know what to do. After this battle is over, I will lead him to accept him as a closed disciple during the apprenticeship ceremony."

"Please rest assured, Great Elder, I will teach him what I have learned throughout my life and will enable him to surpass Tiangang in the shortest possible time."

"I believe that based on his qualifications and strength, he can defeat Tiangang in the sect competition in less than ten years."

"When the next sect competition comes, Invincible will definitely be able to crush it with a complete victory, defeat all opponents, and take the top spot in the sect competition."

"As for Tiangang, he will only become his foil."

Long Aotian looked high-spirited, as if he had already thought of the specific battle situation at that time.

In fact, he originally had a pretty good impression of Tiangang, a disciple. After all, he was the supreme leader of the younger generation of the Tianji Sect, and he was also the senior brother of all the disciples.

Although he is relatively weak-minded and doesn't care about the things that he has or doesn't have.

But what has to be said is that if Tiangang's strength is extremely strong, it can also serve as a reference and inspiration for other disciples.

But knowing that the last time Tiangang had the intention to kill Ye Fan, his impression of Tiangang had completely changed.

On the one hand, it's because Ye Fan is the disciple he likes and will become his disciple sooner or later. Isn't Tiangang's disrespect for him disrespectful to himself?

On the other hand, and the most important aspect, is that in order to remove obstacles on the way forward, Tiangang can do whatever it takes, even taking action against his fellow disciples.

Such a disciple's character is too ruthless and unsuitable for taking on such an important position, so he must be removed from the position of senior brother.

Seeing Long Aotian's sworn posture, Zishuang Immortal looked like he was hesitant to speak.

She really wanted to say that Bai Yu also wanted to call Ye Fan as a closed disciple, and his belief was even more sincere than that of Long Aotian!

But she also knew very well in her heart that although Long Aotian respected her very much on weekdays, once things involving Ye Fan and Bai Yu were involved, he would never waver in the slightest.

So forget it, don't bring it up now, because it's useless to mention it.

As for what will happen at the apprenticeship ceremony, she can't predict it. She can only take it step by step and hope it won't be too outrageous.

"It's best if you think so. As I said before, there are some things that he has to do by himself. You can't do everything for him."

On the other side, Saint Daxu was also shocked.

When he saw that Ye Fan did not attack from behind, but chose to fight head-on, he already had a rough judgment in his mind.

That means that Ye Fan will be disabled even if he doesn't die, and it is even more likely that he will die on the spot!

You must know that Ye Fan has not cultivated the power of the Dao, so he does not have the protection of the Dao, and his physical power will be much weaker than other cultivators.

Under Tiangang's full blow, he would not have any chance of survival.

But now looking at Ye Fan, although there are numerous wounds on his body, they are just external injuries and will heal quickly, unlike what he encountered.

Saint Daxu scratched his head in confusion, and began to doubt himself in his heart.

Is it because I haven’t cultivated well recently, and my vision of looking at people has become much weaker? Why can’t I even understand the direction of the strength of such a younger generation disciple?

Then Saint Daxu glanced at Taoist Banshan and said angrily.

"Hey hey hey, haven't you always been pretty accurate at reading people? Then tell me how this guy Wuming managed to master the Tiangang Sword Technique?"

"Don't forget, he just withstood all the power of Tiangang Sword Technique. Can he withstand this?"

You must know that the early stage of the quasi-sage is indeed not low. He can be considered a strong man to some extent, and his body is also quite strong.

But in the face of Tiangang swordsmanship, these things are still not on the table.

After listening to Sage Daxu's words, Taoist Banshan coughed in embarrassment.

To be honest, he didn't understand the meaning of this either.

"Uh...well, I'm not very sure about this. Maybe it's because...this disciple Wuming has better luck."

As soon as these words came out, Taoist Banshan shook his head helplessly. Not to mention Saint Daxu, even he himself did not believe this explanation.

In the world of cultivation, there is never any so-called luck, because any success is not accidental, it is the result of endless accumulation and practice behind it.

If Ye Fan was able to withstand this blow relying on pure luck, why couldn't he rely on luck to defeat Tiangang?

As expected, Saint Daxu looked back with a contemptuous look.

"Haha, do you think I am a three-year-old child? Are you as perfunctory as you?"

"Come on, tell me how he withstood this blow!"

Taoist Banshan looked like he was about to cry without tears.

He was really convinced. How could Saint Daxu have so many problems? If he didn't see it, could he have seen it himself? He was not a god descending to earth!

"Um...brother, don't get excited. I'm not trying to deal with you, but I don't understand it either."

In the end, Taoist Banshan could only admit that his Taoism was not enough.

The corners of Saint Daxu's mouth raised unconsciously, what he wanted was this result, what he wanted was his words.

If not, wouldn't it mean that I am even worse than him?

Now it seems that the two of them are just as good as each other. If he didn't notice it, wouldn't he also notice it?

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