Feng Xiaoyao, opposite, held the sword in his arms, with a little laziness in his expression. Faced with Rong Mochou's endless talk, Feng Xiaoyao took out his ears, then lowered his head, and turned his eyes to the Jiange seat.
Afar, Chen Yuyun's face showed a clear smile almost the same as Feng Xiaoyao.
The meaning of the smile is clear: After so many years, the eldest brother has not changed, so it is not easy!
Communication, one look is enough, no words are needed, this is the tacit understanding developed.
Feng Xiaoyao withdrew his gaze and subconsciously fell on Yan Yan, who was standing beside Shen Yuyun.
The beautiful eyes hesitated for a moment, then smiled, and this time the two dimples on their cheeks were exposed.
Perhaps because Feng Xiaoyao stood taller, the sunlight made half of his face look very bright, and Yan Yan could see it very clearly.
The man's eyes were light brown in the sun, like cappuccinos, with bubbles of spring.
Even Yan Yan admitted that Feng Xiaoyao looks good, but his goodness is different from Cang Hua's.
If Canghua is an elegant blue and white porcelain, Feng Xiaoyao is a fashionable and exquisite goblet.
It was the sword that looked clumsy because it was extremely wide in the crystal cup, and the wide scabbard under his feet, which was not at all matched his delicate appearance.
However, such a heavy sword was held in Feng Xiaoyao's arms without any sense of incongruity, which instead resolved some of the alienation caused by Feng Xiaoyao's excessive beauty.
This sword brought Feng Xiaoyao closer to Hongchen.
"Fortunately, your second senior brother used such a sword."
Yan Yan subconsciously said something.
Chen Yuyun was puzzled and turned to look at her: "Do you want to say that the second senior brother's sword ugly?"
Then, before Yan Yan could answer, Chen Yuyun frowned with a little unhappy.
Just be able to fight. If you look good, you can do whatever you want. Just take advantage of it.
"What's the ugly thing? You have to look good at everything. Look at Bi Cheng, two kitchen knives are still dancing and making a fuss. You have such a bracelet without a bracelet, a collar without a collar, and you wear it on your arms. This is obvious The picture looks good.”
Yan Yan rolled Chen Yuyun's eyes hard: "Hmph! Bi Cheng wants to use Mahaloga, he can't use it!"
After saying that, Yan Yan turned around and stared at Bi Cheng: "I will throw away your big kitchen knife another day. Don't use a kitchen knife, but instead use a collar!"
Bi Cheng did not dare to disobey Yan Yan, so he quickly straightened his body straight: "Yes, Master!"
Behind him, laughter came the disciples of the White Mist Palace that could not hold back.
Bi Cheng scratched the back of his head, feeling a little aggrieved and a little confused.
It was obvious that the master quarreled with Master Chen, why did he change his weapons?
With the kung fu in Yan Yan and Shen Yuyun's fight, Rong Mochou had already regained the home court with his unreasonable ability.
The monks who had already planned to leave were once again attracted by his words and stopped to distinguish.
The main reason is that Rong Mochou threw out a heavyweight and convincing question.
Rong Mochou asked everyone in the audience: "Can Feng Xiaoyao break through the great barrier of my Changsheng Pavilion with just one person?"
As soon as this question came out, it sparked heated discussions again.
Even the owners of various museums who have been paying close attention to Rong Mochou's movements and are ready to attack him at any time have been asked by this question.
Rong Mochou asked correctly, the barrier of Changsheng Pavilion was maintained by the owner of Tianbei Island in all dynasties.
Needless to say, the previous few people have passed away, Wen Qiong, who has not yet abdicated and is still in the world, may at any time usher in the late stage of Hedao Great Perfection of the Thunder Tribulation.
And Feng Xiaoyao in front of him, no matter how high his cultivation level is, even if he enters the Hedao Realm, his cultivation level cannot be higher than Wen Qiong. How can he break through the barrier of the Changsheng Pavilion with one sword?
Even if he visualizes the phoenix being reborn in the ashes and practices into the phoenix fire, he will not easily break the barrier restriction reinforced by Wen Qiong himself.
Everyone's puzzled eyes fell on Feng Xiaoyao again.
Feng Xiaoyao was still the kind of lazy look he was just now, holding a sword, looking at Rong Mochou, smiling meaningfully:
"Senior Brother, do you know why you have always been inferior to our junior brothers in the right path practice?"
Unexpectedly, Feng Xiaoyao would ask this question in public.
Rong Mochou's face was immediately put down.
This is the deepest pain in his heart, the key is that he cannot refute this sentence yet.
Because Feng Xiaoyao is talking about the facts.
In addition to Feng Xiaoyao in front of him and Chen Yuyun, who had destroyed his spiritual roots, in his later practice, even Geng Tong, who had always been a sloppy in his practice, was almost caught up with him.
The fourth brother who was imprisoned in death may have already been above him.
The old fifth person who has been dealing with foreign affairs has not taken care of returning to the sect. It was rumored a while ago that he was about to practice to the middle stage of the God Transformation...
However, as a senior brother, his cultivation has been stagnant for so many years and cannot move forward at all.
Sometimes even Rong Mochou thinks this is retribution?
The way of heaven rewarded him to destroy Chen Yuyun in such a decisive way?
Unfortunately, he didn't understand the master's unique skills "Plum Blossoms and Easy Scores", otherwise he could have a glimpse of the secrets of heaven and see what kind of dragon trapping situation he had entered.
But these are his own business.
Now, it is his questioning temple, and he finally made it happen today.
He must seize this opportunity to get everything he wants!
The ambition in my heart once again burned Rong Mochou's heart. Rong Mochou shouted: "Haha! Feng Xiaoyao, your wolf ambition has finally been revealed!"
"What do you mean by asking this? You want to accuse me of not having enough cultivation. I am not qualified to stand here and ask, and I am not qualified to inherit the future sect leader of Tianbei Island."
After staring at Feng Xiaoyao and saying these words, Rong Mochou once again turned his attention to the many monks below, as well as other disciples from other museums who had just arrived to watch the fun, and suddenly laughed loudly:
"As we all know, among the brothers in the Changsheng Pavilion, Feng Xiaoyao has the highest cultivation level. He never returns to the sect. When he comes back today, he will ask me this question in public. Is the purpose of it still necessary?"
After saying that, Rong Mochou turned his gaze to Feng Xiaoyao again and smiled extremely gently:
"Why did the second junior brother be so persistent?"
"If you want to ask this Taoist temple, just say it to your senior brother and I will give it to you."
Rong Mochou slapped his chest twice, and then raised his voice:
"And I am the position of the sect leader. If you want it, take it together!"
As soon as Rong Mochou finished speaking, someone shouted loudly: "What's the point!"
"What if I give it to him Feng Xiaoyao!"
Everyone turned their eyes to each other, and the speaker was mixed with the elders and disciples of the Changsheng Pavilion, and I don’t know which disciple they were.
"Master works hard all day long for everything on the island, and it is normal for him to delay his practice."
"The second uncle never asks about the affairs of the sect. As soon as he comes back, he accuses my master of all kinds of mistakes and forces my master to hand over the power of acting as the head of the sect. Is it inappropriate for the second uncle to do this?"
This time the person who spoke was Rong Mochou's eldest disciple, a middle-aged monk who looked over forty years.
When the middle-aged monk spoke, Geng Tong, who was standing not far away from him, glanced at the man and then swept back.
As soon as he turned around, Geng Tong saw the one he met when he asked about the swordsmanship that day. The very talkative disciple from Shuzhong.
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As soon as you buy a book, you can't help but want to read it. Once you read it, you forget the time. Oh ~ Good night