After hearing this, the crowd became a little numb after hearing this several times.

But this time, a huge wave was stirring up in their hearts, just because the person who spoke was the leader of Wanjian Pavilion, and he also wanted to accept Chu Xingyun as his closed disciple.

The eyes of all the sword masters were frozen, and they all sighed in their hearts.

Their cultivation is very high, and they all enter the realm of yin and yang. In the eyes of ordinary people, they are as high as gods. Even the kings of the dynasty have to worship and dare not speak loudly.

However, compared to Fan Wujie, they seem small.

Fan Wujie is the lord of Wanjian Pavilion. His cultivation has reached the realm of Nirvana for three kalpas. He is the true ruler of this vast sect domain, and he plays an important position even in the entire Northern Wilderness Domain.

Now, he said he wanted to accept Chu Xingyun as his disciple, and no one dared to fight, and no one could fight!

The disciples of the Pavilion Master’s closed-door disciples can not only obtain countless cultivation resources, but also have their status as the Pavilion Master. In the future, they can even inherit the position of the Pavilion Master and control the entire Wanjian Pavilion.

Such conditions are so tempting, and it is like achieving enlightenment in one day. If I had such a chance, I would be willing to live for decades.

A series of envious voices came out, and the crowd's eyes gathered on Chu Xingyun. There was no longer jealousy, and they were all pleasing, for fear of arousing Chu Xingyun's disgust.

Chu Xingyun looked up, stared at Fan Wujie with a gentle face, and shook his head and said: Thank you for your kindness from the Pavilion Master and all the Sword Masters. I don’t want to join the master for the time being.

When everyone said this, they were stunned and thought they had hallucinations. No one expected that Chu Xingyun would answer like this and directly rejected everyone, including Fan Wujie!

Why? Fan Wujie's face was still gentle, and his voice was even more turbulent.

In my opinion, sword art should be self-trained and self-cultivated. If you enter the master, you will inevitably be lazy. I have just condensed my sword intent and still need to polish my foundation. Therefore, I don’t want to enter the master for the time being. Chu Xingyun’s voice is very clear, neither humble nor arrogant, and it is clearly transmitted to everyone’s ears.

The crowd was surprised, but when they heard these words, many people frowned and thought Chu Xingyun was too crazy. They directly rejected Fan Wujie and insisted on self-cultivation.

Could it be that he felt that his sword skills were better than Fan Wujie?

For a moment, many contemptuous eyes fell, and the faces also had a look of disgust, and there was no pleasing face like they had just now.

The sword masters also looked at each other. Obviously, they did not expect Chu Xingyun to answer like this.

Fan Wujie looked at Chu Xingyun and suddenly laughed and said: Since you have such a determination, then I won’t force it.

He stretched out his hand and a white light flew out and landed in front of Chu Xingyun.

This white light is a golden ancient sword. The sword body is like a washing, emitting a sharp aura. Even if it is suspended like this, it can tear the air apart, and its sharpness is extremely amazing.

This sword is called Po Xuan, and is ranked as the three-patterned king weapon. It is the most sharp and the most suitable for you. I will give this sword to you today. I hope you can practice it seriously and become the pillar of my Wanjian Pavilion.

As he said that, the Breaking Xuan Sword made a low sound, circling continuously above Chu Xingyun's head, as if he wanted to recognize him as the main one.

After being rejected for the disciple, not only did not get angry or angry, but also took the initiative to give him a sword weapon. The aura of the pavilion master was indeed amazing. No wonder he could control the entire Wanjian Pavilion. The crowd looked at the Breaking Xuan Sword and made sincere admiration.

However, before this sentence was finished, Chu Xingyun pushed the Breaking Xuan Sword back to Fan Wujie and said: Luo Yun understood the kindness of the Pavilion Master. Before he could fully control the Aurora sword intent, I would not accept any help.

presumptuous!

Chang Chixiao immediately spoke out and shouted: You Luo Yun, you actually rejected the kindness of the Pavilion Master repeatedly. In your eyes, is there any Pavilion Master or Wanjian Pavilion?

The swordsmanship of the Pavilion Master is unmatched. The fur alone is enough for you to enjoy for a lifetime, but you refuse many times. Do you think your swordsmanship is better than the Pavilion Master? Chang Mingyang also stood up and directly put a high hat on, trying to charge Chu Xingyun and take him into an unjust place.

Chu Xingyun's expression remained unchanged, and his voice was indifferent: Jiandao is lonely, and my every move was as he wanted, not to mention, what I say and do, what will I do, and what will I turn to criticize!

You, Chang Chixiao, was so angry that you were about to shout, but you were stopped by Fan Wujie. He looked at Chu Xingyun with deep eyes, and finally he focused: I am very pleased with such courage.

As he spoke, he pointed his finger and took back the Breaking Xuan Sword and continued: Starting from scratch may not be a good thing, let alone, you are right, the sword path is already lonely, I hope that in the near future, you can surpass me and enter a higher realm.

After saying this, Fan Wujie nodded at Chu Xingyun, his figure was like a illusion, and he merged into this world and eventually disappeared.

After Fan Wujie left, the whole space was silent for a moment before it calmed down.

A famous sword master all looked at Chu Xingyun with strange eyes. Then, several people sighed, their bodies flew away, and they also left here.

However, a few people stayed and stood at the height of the lonely peak, wondering what they were thinking about.

Yun Changqing paused, looked at the dull crowd with his eyes, and shouted loudly: The top ten seats have all left the sword washing pool. Next, I will take you to wash the martial spirit and condense your own sword intent.

Swallowing!

Several disciples from Wanjian Pavilion appeared and fell into the crowd, and immediately began to maintain order. The dull crowd gradually came to their senses and looked at the sword washing pool, no longer thinking about what had happened just now.

Seeing that the atmosphere had completely recovered, Chu Xingyun breathed a sigh of relief. At this time, Xia Qingcheng walked up to him, took a closer look, and frowned and said: I rejected the Pavilion Master twice, and then breathed a sigh of relief. Sometimes, I really don’t understand what you are thinking, but I missed such an opportunity!

As he spoke, Xia Qingcheng shook his head, his tone with a hint of regret.

Missed the opportunity? Maybe it was! Chu Xingyun moved his head and looked at the direction where Fan Wujie left. A cold light suddenly flashed through his dark eyes.

Wanjian Pavilion, the deepest part of the mountains.

Here, a loft stands, the building is in the shape of a sword, as if it is about to soar into the sky.

A soothing!

The light and shadow flashed, and Fan Wujie's slender figure gradually appeared and eventually became completely solid.

At this moment, the gentle look on his face was no longer the same. His eyes were sunk, and his eyes were as cold as the abyss. When people looked at it, they would feel their souls trembling and their minds were shocked.

The fledgling boy not only rejected me twice, but also dared to talk about the way of cultivation in front of me. It was really annoying to me!

Fan Wujie made an angry roar, and the sound waves were like waves, causing the entire attic to begin to tremble, and the mountain peaks made a rustling sound, as if it would collapse at any time.

In front of him, the broken Xuan sword appeared.

However, the sword of the Breaking Xuan Sword did not emit a sharp aura, but gradually became dark and blurry. In the end, a gray stream of light flew out from the sword and penetrated into Fan Wujie's body.

I wanted to use the Breaking Xuan Sword to monitor the boy at all times, but I didn't expect that he was so stupid that he didn't even want to accept the king weapon that was within his reach. However, this would be great

Fan Wujie no longer roared angrily, calmed down, and said sternly: If you want to train, I will let you train in Wanjian Pavilion. With your stupid temperament, you will definitely suffer setbacks in the future.

At that time, if I don’t have to come forward, you will kneel down in front of me and cry and beg me to accept you as your disciple!

As the words were spoken out, Fan Wujie's eyes became colder and colder.
Chapter completed!