The head of the sect was very puzzled, but he also knew that this occasion was not a good time to ask the reason. He could only ask in private.
The head of the sect was very happy and gave the two people a substantial reward, which was very generous, with various elixirs, ores, etc.
However, at this time, Jie Wenzhan made a request, which was to propose to become the leader of the sect again.
This time the head of the sect did not refuse and received Jie Wenzhan from his subordinates.
"Master is here, I will be bowed by my disciple." Jie Wenzhan knelt down and gave a big gift.
"Good disciple, get up." The head of the sect narrowed his eyes into a slit with a smile.
I didn't accept him before, and I had two considerations. One is because there are pearls and jades like Ye Chenfeng in front. If I accept Wen Zhan, comparing the two, Jie Wen Zhan may be under too much pressure and unstable mentality. I will practice him.
There is no benefit. Second, two peerless geniuses are under his sect. The old people in the sect must be anxious and red-eyed. He must at least leave a piece of fat for people.
As a result, after Jie Wenzhan was rejected, he would rather be an outer disciple than become a disciple of others. During his time as an outer disciple, the leader was also paying attention to Jie Wenzhan. After testing his firmness in his mind, he was the leader.
He no longer hesitated. Today, Jie Wenzhan made another request to become a disciple, and the leader naturally responded.
After Jie Wenzhan got up, he turned to look at Ye Chenfeng next to him and said, "Senior Brother, we will be real brothers from now on."
Ye Chenfeng also turned his head to look at Jie Wenzhan, and was speechless for a while.
"You bastard, won't you say something welcome?" The head of the sect looked at Ye Chenfeng with expressionless face and jumped angrily.
"Ah, welcome." Ye Chenfeng opened his mouth, expressionless, and repeated the words of the leader as he did.
The head of the sect fell down.
"Call me, welcome me!" The head of the sect jumped.
"Ah, welcome junior brother." Ye Chenfeng continued to repeat with a wooden face.
The head of the sect only felt a burst of passion rushing towards his forehead.
However, Jie Wenzhan raised his eyebrows slightly, not angry, he seemed to be a little used to it...
"It's okay, I'll leave first. Tianmiao said she was going to go to the back mountain to take a walk." Ye Chenfeng said a little more this time, but he was in a hurry to leave.
"Tianmiao?" The head of the sect was stunned for a moment, and suddenly came to his senses, "The name of your sword spirit?"
"Not bad." Ye Chenfeng nodded.
"Okay, go..." The head waved his hand powerlessly. Before he could finish his words, a gust of wind blew into the hall.
Everyone was frightened, what happened?
However, the scene that happened the next moment made everyone's mouth wide open and their eyes widened.
Their Canglang Sect's uncle, Ying Long, rushed in like a flying, ran directly to the sword spirit called Tianmiao, and shook his tail twice.
That's right, although Uncle Yinglong stopped after shaking twice, they were sure that they read it right. Uncle Yinglong really shook his tail into the sky!
"Day...Day day!" Ying Long almost called out the lord, but was threatened by Tian Miao's death look and changed his words, but for a moment, he didn't know what it was called, and finally blurted out Tian Tian.
"Oh, Badao. You are here too." Tian Miao looked like he saw an old acquaintance.
"Ah haha, yes, every day~ I'll take you around my territory. There's nothing in Canglang Sect that I don't know." Ying Long wanted to wipe the cold sweat that didn't exist on his forehead, but he still restrained himself
This is the urge to find a fight.
"Okay." Tianmiao nodded.
Then, in everyone's astonished eyes, Tianmiao Shiran followed Ying Long out.
The head of the sect looked at Ye Chenfeng with inquiring eyes. What's going on? Can this sword spirit run away from the sword body? And this sword spirit is actually a friend of Mr. Yinglong?