Liang Yichu was very attentive to his direct disciple. His talent was as high as that of the ancestors of the Jiuxiao Sect. Now he brought him out with dignity, especially in front of his old friend, so he could show off well.

"Brother Wuya, I wonder what the talented disciples of your sect are like? Where is the disciple named Mie Qiongqi? Three years ago, my disciple was forced to retreat in order to achieve the realm of heaven. He did not have time to participate. This year, I want to let him

Compare it with that disciple." Liang Yichu said with a smile with a round belly.

Supreme Elder Wu Ya looked at this old man and felt a little unhappy in his heart, "Brother Yi Chu, why do I feel that you are trying to quarrel with me?"

How could he not know the character of his old friend? He had to show it off when he came to the Holy Sect. In the battle between the strongest geniuses three years ago, Mie Qiongqi used strong methods to win over his disciples, leaving Jiuxiao Sect with no face left.

Now it seems that the Jiuxiao Sect is fully prepared and ready to win the game today.

"Brother Wuya, don't think like that. Our friendship has lasted for more than a hundred years. How can we be so tacky? Our two sects are closely related. As an elder, shouldn't I be more concerned?" Liang Yichu opened his eyes and told lies.

It's just like the real thing.

Wu Ya glanced sideways at the disciples of his sect, but he really couldn't find any disciple who was a head above him.

When he met Liang Yichu, his direct disciple, Wu Ya already knew in his heart that if nothing unexpected happened this year, the strongest genius would be ranked first in the battle, and it would be Xin Feng.

At this time, Wuya set his sights on Lin Fan. This little guy had always been mysterious. He could kill even the high-ranking Snow King Lion. He must have many hidden methods.

Now that the sect is encountering difficulties, as a disciple of the sect, I have a reason to stand up for the sect.

Moreover, looking at the proud look on Liang Yichu's face, Wuya felt unhappy. This old guy couldn't control himself, and now he was using his apprentice to force himself into the limelight. How could he succeed?

At this moment, Wu Ya's face was calm, and he smiled slightly, "Since Brother Yi Chu wants to meet, let's meet him. That person is one of the talented disciples of our sect, Lin Fan. Come and pay homage to our senior."

Lin Fan was standing there at the moment, still thinking about how he should use this method to rectify this situation.

To Lin Fan, this guy with his nostrils turned up in the air was really too annoying. His eyes were calm and full of anger, and he felt like he deserved a beating, which made him feel very unhappy.

But now that he saw Elder Wuya calling him, Lin Fan suddenly felt like he was being ordered to do something in danger. At this moment, a surging power surged up in his heart.

The person who is usually remembered by the sect may not be an important person, but if he can be remembered by the elders when the sect's face is hurt, then this person must have a pivotal position in the sect.

At this moment, Lin Fan raised his head, even more arrogant than Xin Feng. His eyes could no longer see the front, but could only see the blue sky.

Lin Fan held his head high and walked towards the elder with his hands behind his back.

The steps were very slow. In order to create a strong visual sense, Lin Fan used the "Invisibility Technique" from time to time to make his voice disappear and appear again.

At this moment, the sect disciples all exclaimed in surprise.

They were already shocked by Lin Fan's cool movements, and started whispering.

"Uncle Lin, how can you be so domineering?"

"It's terrible, I'm going blind. Master Lin's figure, his steps, and his calm aura give me a lot of pressure."

"Hmph, I told you, this Jiuxiao Sect's genius is nothing more than this. He was not completely crushed in front of Master Lin."

….

Wuya looked at Lin Fan's appearance at this time, and felt helpless for a moment, but there was a slight smile on his face, and he recognized Lin Fan very much.

What the sect lacks is exactly this kind of disciple, the kind of disciple who can experience the sect's momentum.

The unhurried steps, the looming figure, and the high-raised head all represent the dignity of the Holy Sect.

"Elder." Lin Fan stood beside Wu Ya and said calmly.

"Well, say hello to Senior Liang. Senior Liang is my best friend." Wu Ya said.

Lin Fan lowered his head slightly, but it was still a little too high. His eyes had to drift downward to see a single hair on Liang Yichu's bald head.

Lin Fan did not snort coldly, because in Lin Fan's opinion, this really did not reflect his own style.

"chug……."

Lin Fan's nose twitched slightly and he uttered two sounds as a greeting.

Wu Ya looked at Lin Fan, the more he looked at him, the more he liked him, and then he said apologetically, "Brother Yi Chu, I'm sorry, this talented disciple of our sect has this temper, and he can't change it no matter what, so don't worry about it.

Come on."

Liang Yichu looked at Wu Ya, then narrowed his eyes at Lin Fan, feeling a little unhappy. This disciple was really worried.

Xin Feng frowned slightly and looked at Lin Fan, feeling very displeased in his heart. This guy was actually more arrogant than himself. Could it be that he was still as powerful as himself?

The talented disciples of Jiuxiao Sect also looked at Lin Fan unhappily. In their opinion, this guy was too presumptuous.

The guy who held his head high and faced them with two nostrils was really too much.

Afterwards, everyone remembered Lin Fan's face deeply in their hearts. During the battle between the geniuses, they must let him understand the consequences of being too presumptuous.

"Haha, Brother Wuya, this disciple is a bit extraordinary, but his cultivation seems to be..." Liang Yichu said with a smile. The disciple in front of him didn't have any real energy fluctuations on his body, and he couldn't feel his cultivation at all.

As for what method the disciple in front of him used to hide his eyes, that is completely impossible. In the end, there is only one possibility, and that is that this disciple has no cultivation at all.

How could Wuya not understand what this short fat man meant, but Wuya sometimes wondered what was going on with this kid. There was no breath in his body. Even the sect master couldn't see this kid's cultivation. It was really weird.

very.

"Elder Liang, I'm asking you, why are we practicing?" Lin Fan asked calmly.

"Brother Wuya, this disciple is quite interesting. He actually came to test me. But it's okay. Now that all the disciples are here, I, as a senior, can sort it out for you."

"What is the purpose of our cultivation? That is to transcend everything and travel between heaven and earth from now on..." Liang Yichu talked eloquently with a smile on his face. He wanted to teach these juniors a good lesson and let them understand,

What is this person practicing for?

"How?" Liang Yichu said with a smile.

The disciples of Jiuxiao Sect, listening to the elder's answer, seemed to be obsessed with the supreme truth, nodding frequently in agreement.

Even some of the disciples of the Holy Sect nodded slightly and agreed with this statement. Isn't the purpose of cultivation to transcend everything...

But at this moment, Lin Fan looked forward, a calm and distant aura gradually exuded, and his tone was calm and low.

"wrong……."

"This is not what we are pursuing in our cultivation..."

As soon as Lin Fan said this, the whole place was in an uproar. The talented disciples of Jiuxiao Sect clenched their fists. This guy is really too presumptuous.

How can a human being be like him? It's hateful. It's really hateful.
Chapter completed!