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Chapter 729: The Great Sun Sect
When everyone was still tens of thousands of miles away from the gate of the Great Sun Sect, they saw a man in white clothes, riding an unusually handsome giant eagle, leading the team.
Obviously, because they were close to the Great Sun Sect, the communication talismans on everyone finally worked, and this person naturally led the team to respond.
The man riding a giant eagle and wearing fluttering white clothes saw everyone and immediately rode the giant eagle to land. This move naturally shocked countless passers-by.
When this person saw that Yang Zhongxiao had lost all his cultivation, an ugly look instantly appeared on his angular face.
"Brother Yang, who is it that hurt you like this?" The man quickly stepped forward and held Yang Zhongxiao's hand, his eyes instantly filled with murderous intent.
And the experts he brought naturally had the same reaction.
"Ahem, no, it's just that the old disease has been cured. Naturally, this cultivation level cannot be maintained. However, it is also a blessing in disguise. As long as you start practicing again, the height you can reach will naturally be better than before. All of this is thanks to Bi Fan.
.Come, Brother He, let me introduce to you. This is Bi Fan, the peerless genius I mentioned in the letter, and this is my long-lost granddaughter Tingting."
As for how he got injured, Yang Zhongxiao naturally didn't want He Chongyu to know, so he immediately kept it vague.
Yang Zhongxiao told everyone about this on the way. This was the only way he could protect his granddaughter and get her to join the Great Sun Sect.
Moreover, he had been injured in the past, and everyone in the sect knew about it, so he had to cure the injury and lose his cultivation. This explanation of the reason why he lost all his cultivation naturally makes sense.
Sure enough, after hearing his words, He Chongyu's eyes bloomed with deep joy, and he immediately used his spiritual power to investigate. When Yang Chongxiao's physical condition was confirmed, he was even more happy.
"Haha... Okay. Great. This time Brother Yang has recovered from his injury and helped the sect find a peerless genius, and even found his granddaughter. This is really three blessings, and it comes to light. Speaking of wine, Zhao Muna
Where is the boy? He won't be in any danger, right?"
When He Chongyu mentioned Zhao Mou, everyone's faces became sad.
"Brother He, Zhao Mou is indeed in crisis. Let's go back and talk about this matter. This time I brought bad news, because on the way back, we were intercepted and killed many times, and there were even remnants of the Heavenly Demon Sect hiding among them...
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Yang Zhongxiao said with a solemn expression.
Upon hearing the news, He Chongyu's expression changed drastically in an instant. He did not ask any further questions, but immediately returned to the sect with everyone.
Within the Dainichi Sect, the main hall is magnificent, and of course there are countless other buildings, each of which is extraordinary.
At this moment, Bi Fan and Yang Tingting were arranged to wait in a side hall, while Yang Zhongxiao and He Chongyu went straight into the main hall to report to the sect master on the affairs of the Tianmo Sect, and to discuss the matter of temporarily closing the mountain gate, and whether to allow Bi Fan to worship.
Enter someone's door.
Originally, according to Yang Zhongxiao's idea, it was natural for Bi Fan to become a disciple of the sect master. As a direct disciple, this status was naturally not considered low for a person who had just arrived in the Void Abyss.
However, Yang Zhongxiao still underestimated Bi Fan's talent and the huge impact it had on the sect.
At this moment, not to mention the sect leader, even the elders who were either about to end their lifespan or were seriously injured and had to enter the realm of seclusion, all came out of seclusion because of Bi Fan's arrival.
Naturally, these people only have one purpose, and that is to recruit Bi Fan, a future strong man, into their sect.
What Bi Fan didn't know was that in the main hall of the sect, the senior officials of the Great Sun Sect had already had a falling out, and there were so many Supreme Elders who even refused to give face to the current sect leader Yang Zhantian.
"Huh, Yang Zhantian, although you are the sect master, I did not teach you less when you were a child. You can achieve what you have today, except for your father's contribution, old man I..."
"Mr. Shen, what you said clearly shows that you rely on your elders and betray your elders. What you said, old man, I didn't..."
"Okay, you two old guys, let's just say we accept disciples when we accept them. If you do this, what kind of face will Xiaotian have? Can you learn from me, old man? I saved Xiaoyang's father many times back then.
Life, do you see what I said?"
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At this time, facing a group of supreme elders who had never come out to hang out once in ten thousand years, Yang Zhantian was simply the first and second largest.
Not to mention that these old guys didn't give him face, even if they grabbed him and beat him, he would have to endure it.
Who made the lowest-ranking person the same generation as me? As for the higher-ranking ones, it’s really hard to forget.
"Everyone, seniors, I didn't propose this matter of closed disciples. You guys, please don't come at me. This suggestion of closed disciples should be dropped."
Seeing that the seniors were getting more and more noisy and wanted to take action on the spot and overturn the hall, Yang Zhantian said quickly.
After hearing Yang Zhantian's words, these old guys instantly looked at Yang Zhongxiao with unkind eyes.
"Um, great-uncle, master-uncle, that's what I actually suggested. As for how to train Xiaofan, doesn't it have to be arranged by the sect? You elders, please don't look at me like this. After all, my current cultivation level is
They are all gone, not even as good as a junior disciple at the military level."
Being stared at by so many seniors, Yang Zhongxiao really couldn't bear it.
"Sigh... Chongxiao is not easy either. You have to start all over again for a long time. In this way, no matter whose disciple Bi Fan becomes, you and your granddaughter should just practice with me. After all, we are of the same blood."
At this moment, Yang Chongxiao's great uncle, Yang Qiankun, spoke.
When Yang Qiankun said this, the other elders snorted, but didn't say much.
"Thank you, great uncle for your support. I would like to suggest that it is pointless for us to continue arguing like this. Why don't we let Xiaofan come over and choose for himself, which one of you will be named after me?"
Reading at midnight
At this time, seeing that the matter was almost a foregone conclusion, Yang Zhongxiao quickly suggested it.
As for Bi Fan, as soon as he got started, he took the name of these old antiques, and his future seniority was hard to predict. There was absolutely nothing he could do about it.
Because there are too many of these in the world of monks.
So, there is nothing to say, just say whatever you want.
When he thought that after this apprenticeship, when he saw Bi Fan in the future, he would salute respectfully and call him "uncle, little master", Yang Chongxiao suddenly had a strange look on his face.
At this time, the old guys who were only thinking about finding a good apprentice to inherit their legacy certainly didn't care what Yang Zhongxiao thought.
When the old people heard his proposal, their eyes lit up, and they confidently agreed.
After comforting these surprisingly senior old men, Yang Zhongxiao immediately took orders and left the hall to find Bi Fan.
"Xiao Fan, this may be the last time I call you this. Originally, my proposal was to let you join the sect leader's disciples, but who knew that all the seniors of our Dairi Sect were only interested in recruiting disciples?
If you are thirsty, you will come out one after another and want to take you into the sect, so after a while, you have to make your own choice if you want to be the sect of that old senior."