Don't show your flaws, Wu Fan is worried about this, he just wants to slip away.

"Yan Jie, let's go!" Wu Fan pretended to be angry and turned his head to Yan Jie.

Unexpectedly, this was the case, the expected scolding did not come, and Xiong Liwan felt quite surprised. She immediately became relaxed, her eyebrows raised on her delicate and beautiful face, and she smiled charmingly at Gongliang.

"Hahahaha, the waste materials of the third-rate academy are really waste materials, the woman ran away with someone, and she is still so calm. In the future, you take your Yangguan Road, and I will take my single-plank bridge! Hahahahaha, I laughed to death. ”

Gongliang Fen laughed, and then learned Wu Fan's tone to speak.

His followers, except for Xiong Liwan, the other six also laughed. Indeed, Pang Hai is a fifth-year student of the Sword Department of Lingxiao Academy, a few years older, and his girlfriend ran away, so it was a little ridiculous to have this kind of reaction.

"You-" Wu Fan stopped, Gongliangfen was so provocative, it was very unusual, but after thinking about it, it was Pang Hai's people who were embarrassed, not himself, so he glared at Gongliangfen coldly.

"What's the matter? If you're not convinced, you'll have a fight!" Gongliangfen looked at Wu Fan contemptuously, stretched out his hand to wipe the garlic nose, snorted coldly, and said, "Senior Brother Pang is strange, the more you learn, the more you regress, the more you forget the middle level, how can you regress now to become the first level of cultivation?"

Even if Pang Hai is still in the realm of forgetting the middle level of the Dao, it is only one level higher than his own intermediate level of the Dao, and he is an amazing and brilliant genius, an absolute super three talents, otherwise it is impossible to be admitted to the Sanqing Academy, Pang Hai is not his opponent at all. Gongliang Fen thought in his heart and looked disdainful.

"Huh-" Everyone looked at Wu Fan in surprise, because it was rare to hear that a cultivator's realm would regress.

In particular, Xiong Liwan was even more puzzled, you must know that Senior Brother Pang is not the most outstanding genius in the sect, but it is not too bad, he originally forgot the middle level, how could he not advance but retreat, and the middle interval was in the realm of attainment, and he regressed by one more order in the two realms.

"Oops, I didn't completely restrain my breath, and I was seen by this genius who was admitted to a first-class academy. Wu Fan secretly said that it was not good, and quickly reined in all his breath.

"So what, I just accidentally went mad because of my cultivation of a high-level exercise, and the dantian qi sea was damaged. As long as the injury is recovered, the realm will still return. Wu Fan didn't care about the provocation of Gongliangfen, and hurriedly defended and covered up.

"Oh, I see!"

"I've gone mad, and if I want to recover in the future, it's harder than climbing to the sky, haha, it's over. ”

"Although Lingxiao Academy is a third-rate academy, it will not dissuade students who have regressed so much in the realm, which shows how rubbish this academy is. ”

Gongliangfen's followers understood what was going on, but they didn't sympathize at all, but laughed at it.

Yan Jie also only now knows that Pang Hai beside him has encountered problems before, and now his realm has regressed so much.

Xiong Liwan was the only one who felt a fever on her face, after all, Pang Hai was her brother with the same master, and the relationship was closer, and it was really embarrassing for him to have regressed in the realm.

"Others say that you are a waste material, and they are really not wrong, no wonder they don't want to see me, and they are embarrassed to come back, I blush for you. Xiong Liwan looked cold, glanced at Wu Fan with disgust, and pouted.

"Liwan, you Lan Xinhui is good, you know that this kind of waste material has no future, and it is better to stay away from him. Follow me, I will cherish you and love you even more. Gongliang stepped forward, hugged Xiong Liwan's slender waist, and said in an affectionate tone.

"Okay, although I'm a waste material, I'm still a person, and I'm still a disciple of the Star Divine Sect, why can't I come back?" Wu Fanyun retorted lightly.

The purpose of this is to deal with Elder Yan and the others, to remove hidden dangers for themselves, and not to make extraneous branches.

What's more, it was Pang Hai's people who lost it, Pang Hai is dead, and he doesn't exist in this world, and he doesn't lose his face as a person like Wu Fan, so why bother with them.

didn't wait for Gong Liangfen and the others to reply, Wu Fan pulled Yan Jie and left.

Xiong Liwan looked at Wu Fan's back, stomped her foot, and said angrily: "It's really mud that can't support the wall, I used to look at you wrongly!"

Yan Jie kept up with Wu Fan's footsteps, and the scene just now made Yan Jie's face unbearable, and he said: "Senior Brother Pang, Gongliangfen, that kid hurt you so much, you are not angry, are you really afraid of him?"

In the world of cultivation, it is about respecting strength, but being humiliated by others, having no fighting spirit, not helping to cultivate and enter the realm, and being despised by others.

"If you don't agree with each other, you will fight and kill, this is not my style. Wu Fan said indifferently.

"That's the case, but your little sister used to treat you like a god, and she has always been inseparable, Qingqing and I, and I have been in love for a long time. Say, have you ever been to bed?" Yan Jie kept his throat in his throat, breaking the casserole and asking to the end.

Wu Fan immediately asked Fengyue Baojian to bring up the historical images of Pang Hai and Xiong Liwan when they were together, but Fengyue Baojian was lazy and only showed one line of text: Pang Hai and Xiong Liwan have not been in bed.

It is also troublesome to browse through all the historical images they have together, and Wu Fan does not care.

"I haven't been on it, what's wrong?" Wu Fan said.

"I'm sorry for you, I didn't have much contact with you before, and I didn't expect you to be quite honest. Yan Jie shook his head and smiled bitterly.

arrived at a courtyard, the residence of Yan Jie's brother Yan Ying.

Yan Ying saw her younger brother Yan Jie, who was seven or eight years younger than herself, coming, but she was a little indifferent and greeted her. He was surrounded by a group of junior and younger brothers, and he looked at the world, which made Wu Fan stay away from him.

"Ajie, this time to select the Holy Son, my brother is basically nine out of ten, or you will drop out of Lingxiao Academy, and you will be asked for help in a lot of places in the future, and your cultivation resources will be indispensable, so why bother to study in this third-rate academy. Yan Ying's tone was quite high.

Yan Ying has long flowing hair, and her appearance is a little handsome towards a woman, but her muscles are strong, and she has a smug look, and her image is much more tall and handsome than Yan Jie.

The most conspicuous thing is that Yan Ying has a red birthmark on the left side of her face, which is shaped like a plum blossom, which adds to the charm of a temperamental man.

After graduating from the third-rate Xuanzhen Academy, he continued to cultivate with the masters in the sect, and he was brave and diligent, and now his realm is high and profound, and he has reached the middle level of enlightenment, and he is a popular candidate for the Holy Son.

There is an age limit for the selection of the Son, and he must be under the age of thirty-five. For the long-term development of the sect, this rule set by the Star God Sect is reasonable.

If you are a person in your fifties or sixties, even if the realm is higher than the peak of enlightenment, your future achievements will not be too high.

"Brother, you still have to be careful, the other people who are vying for the position of the Holy Son are Qi Sang, who is at the beginning of enlightenment, who is deeply cultivated by his master, and I heard that he is not inferior to the monk at the peak of enlightenment. Yan Jie kindly reminded.

"You don't have to remind you of this, Brother doesn't know this better than you, so it's okay. Yan Yingdao.

Everyone present was talking about it, Wu Fan was bored, and Yan Jie sat on the periphery, looking at this elegant courtyard, Xindao, a core disciple in the sect, the treatment is still good.

"In two days, there will be a formal selection, and in the sect, there are fifty or sixty people who have reached the realm of enlightenment and are qualified to participate in the selection, only a lot more. Senior Brother Yan's sword path has reached the eighth level of the Sword Sect, and no one can reach it. A young man said.

"Needless to say, when the previous Holy Son Ju Guanghua ascended to the position of the Holy Son, he was also at the middle level of enlightenment and the eighth level of the Sword Sect. "Another humane.

"Hahahaha, three days later, as long as I become the Holy Son, I will definitely vigorously develop our Star Constellation Divine Sect and raise our status as a third-rate sect to the second-rate. All of you here are the elite of my sect, and I will definitely vigorously support and take on the heavy responsibility. Yan Ying said heroically.

"Senior Brother Yan is ambitious and the mainstay of our sect. A follower patted the ass.

"Needless to say, as long as Senior Brother Yan ascends to the position of sect master, our Star Divine Sect will enter the ranks of first-class sects, and it will be just around the corner. "Another humane.

A short young man ran in panting from outside the door, shouting "Senior Brother Yan" with a nervous face.

"Ah Lu, what is it that makes you panic?" Yan Ying said with a dissatisfied look on her face, her eyes widening.

"There's inside information. The young man named Ah Lu was out of breath, and after a word, he paused.

"Tell me, what's the inside scoop?" the crowd asked anxiously.

"Yes, yes, yes. Ah Lu's breathing eased, and he added, "The former Holy Son Ju Guanghua has performed well because he has been thinking about the wall for three years, and this time the elders unanimously approved, and he has regained the qualification to select the Holy Son. ”

"How can this be, such a bastard. ”

"This pervert, salted fish reborn, unfair. ”

"Isn't he overage yet?"

"When he ascended to the throne of the Holy Son, he was only thirty years old, and he was indeed not overage. ”

"His master is one of the elders, so it's too unreasonable to strike a balance like this!"

Everyone had a look of injustice on their faces, and Yan Ying suddenly had a strong competitor this time, and they all became nervous.

"Also, the qualifications for participating in the selection have also been relaxed, and the age limit remains unchanged, but the minimum requirements have been lowered and are no longer restricted. "Aludao.

This change seems to be due to the Elder Guild's efforts to train the young cultivators in the sect, and for the high-level players, it does not constitute a loss of interests, so everyone does not care about it.

Left and right, everyone had no distractions, giving advice to Yan Ying, analyzing the situation, finding advantages, avoiding shortcomings, and being happy.

"Yan Jie, I want to go to my master, let's go together. Wu Fan really didn't want to attend the pre-war military meeting of Yan Ying and his followers, so he greeted Yan Jiedao.

"Okay, let's go out. Because Yan Jie didn't know much about the strength of all parties in the sect, and it was not easy to give his brother ideas, he waved to Yan Ying and signaled that he wanted to go out.

On the way out, Wu Fan deliberately fell behind Yan Jie, because he was unfamiliar with life here, and Yan Jie didn't even know where Pang Hai's master lived.

Whether the map displayed by Fengyue Baojian is the latest version, Wu Fan can't believe it.

In the backyard of the Library Pavilion, Wu Fan met Pang Hai's master, Ye Guangsheng, who was having tea with two middle-aged monks.

"Master, the disciple has come back from Lingxiao Academy and has seen Master. Wu Fan clasped his fists and saluted.

"Well, Ah Hai, it's okay for you to come back, it will be the Holy Son Selection Tournament in two days, and you are also eligible to participate, accumulate more practical experience, which will help improve the realm. Your senior brother, second senior brother and senior sister Qu will also sign up, but your little junior sister has been running away lately, and I don't know if she has signed up!"

Nearly fifty years old, the night light is born, the hair is thin, the middle of the top of the head is bald, the fat head is big-eared, the body is bloated, sitting on the chair and shaking the fan, the cultivation realm is the peak of enlightenment, and he said with a smile on his face.

From the information provided by Fengyue Baojian, Wu Fan has learned that Pang Hai has the same master, as well as several brothers and sisters. Among them, the senior brother Li Yunpeng is currently the middle level of the Shedao and the third level of the Sword Sect, the second senior brother Yi Qian, the first level of the Shedao and the first level of the Sword Sect, and the senior sister surnamed Qu is named Qu Meiqi, twenty-seven years old, the middle level of forgetting the Dao, and the eighth level of the sword master.

"Since Master has already made arrangements, the disciple will follow Master's orders. Wu Fan didn't expect that he would also participate in the selection, and muttered in his heart, it would be good to be able to complete the task of this trip, there is no need to participate in the selection of the Holy Son of Raush, but if you don't give birth to a perfunctory glow, it will inevitably take a lot of words.

Seeing that Ye Guangsheng and the two middle-aged monks were talking, Wu Fan was not bothered, so he and Yan Jie said goodbye.

"Senior Brother Pang, if a senior brother asks me to drink, I won't accompany you everywhere. Yan Jie took out the identity token, received a message on it, and said to Wu Fan apologetically.