"I have known for a long time that my senior brother is extremely talented. Although I don't want to admit it, it is a fact." Jie Wenzhan was silent for a while and finally spoke, "But I am not depressed because of this."
"Oh, tell me why?" Ying Long tilted his head and asked in confusion. He quite liked this curly boy, and he was very optimistic about him. Seeing that he was in a low mood, he couldn't help but care about him.
What's going on? Don't let anything happen that affects his Taoist mind.
"Senior, can you answer my question?" Jie Wenzhan did not answer Ying Long's question, but asked this sentence.
"Oh, tell me." A fruit suddenly appeared in Yinglong's hand and asked Jie Wenzhan, "Would you like to eat it?"
Jie Wenzhan shook his head, then looked at Yinglong and asked seriously: "Senior, can you tell me who Tianmiao is? What is her identity?"
"Pfft..." Yinglong, who had just taken a bite of fruit, spat it out. Then he wiped his mouth awkwardly and turned to look at Jie Wenzhan with wide eyes, "Why do you suddenly want to ask about this?"
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"Can't you answer?" Jie Wenzhan saw Yinglong's reaction and realized that Tianmiao's identity was indeed not simple. "I have never believed that she is a sword spirit."
"She is very strong." Yinglong took a bite of the fruit and chewed it expressionlessly.
"Yes, she is very strong. She gave some advice to her senior brother, who realized the Tao on the spot and was promoted to Nascent Soul." When Jie Wenzhan said this, he inexplicably remembered that Tianmiao stepped on the city lord's head with a contemptuous smile on his face,
The scene when he said those shocking words domineeringly.
He could never forget that conceited smile that looked down on all living beings.
It was so deeply engraved in my heart.
Can he become such a strong man one day?
"Ice Cube Boy's qualifications are good, but you are not bad either. Don't belittle yourself..." Ying Long thought that Jie Wen Zhan said he didn't mind, but actually he was still concerned about Ye Chenfeng's promotion to Nascent Soul, so he couldn't help but comfort him.
"I will never belittle myself, but I will not be blindly conceited either." Jie Wenzhan suddenly smiled. His smile was uninhibited and confident, as if he had returned to the first time he appeared in front of the Canglang Sect's assessment formation.
, "Senior, thank you for your comfort."
"I didn't comfort you." Yinglong turned his head awkwardly and continued chewing.
"I used to be really blind. I always thought about when I would be able to match or surpass my senior brother." Jie Wenzhan stood up, looked into the distance, took a deep breath, and said with a smile, "I didn't see enough.
Far. I forgot that there are still many strong people in this world. I also forgot that it is not others that I have to surpass, but myself. Continuously becoming stronger and constantly surpassing myself is the way to be truly strong."
When Ying Long heard these words, he felt relieved. Then he turned to look at Jie Wenzhan, and was shocked to find that Jie Wenzhan was actually immersed in a wonderful melody.
This kid is actually about to break through!
How can your understanding be so good?
Jie Wenzhan closed his eyes, and the power in his body surged crazily.
The sky above our heads became gray, and thunderclouds slowly gathered.
Yinglong was surprised, and then felt deeply relieved again.
I knew this curly boy wouldn't be that fragile.
The wind blew Jie Wenzhan's clothes and his long hair, but his heart was as steady as a rock.