Nuomi withdrew his gaze from Ye Fan at this time, and glanced at Qin Guanglan in some surprise, but saw that Qin Guanglan had a look of hatred on his face, and couldn't help but be a little silent.

When Fang Huāmian arrived, she didn't see any reaction from Qin Guanglan, and later Qin Guanglan just watched the excitement on the stage with great interest, and she thought that Qin Guanglan had completely put it down. But now that he looks, Qin Guanglan just temporarily sealed the original hatred.

Even if Qin Guanglan hated Ye Fan and felt that Ye Fan was a white-eyed wolf, as long as Ye Fan was facing Huāmian, he would not hesitate to speak for Ye Fan.

It's just that such a Qin Guanglan, if he knew what Ye Fan had done, I am afraid that he would no longer be able to bear it, even if he wanted to kill the Xuantian Pavilion Gate, he would have to drag Ye Fan out to take revenge.

Nuomi sighed in her heart, and suddenly heard Qin Guanglan ask on the side, "What's the name of that fool on the stage?" ”

"Fools?" Nuomi was stunned, and then she realized that Qin Guanglan was talking about the loose cultivator on the stage, and quickly replied, "Said it was called Deng Jingping??"

"Drink, the name is good, but it's a pity that I didn't have a brain when I was born. That's weird. How can these cripples be so favored by God, it is really not easy for such a brain to live to such an age. Qin Guanglan finished speaking, and when he turned around, he saw Nuomi staring at him blankly, so he said angrily, "What, am I not right?" He thought that Xuantian Pavilion had made an exception, so it was so easy to enter. It's not that I'm boasting, when Ye Fan, this kid, was on top of our mountain gate, he was really proud of the mountain gate. In his eyes, there was nothing else in his eyes except cultivation, and he was very focused, where were those wild paths outside that could be compared. ”

"But, but??" Although Nuomi was also very optimistic about Ye Fan, when she heard Qin Guanglan say this, she couldn't help but ask, "Isn't that Deng Jingping not only good at cultivation, but also able to make talismans?"

"It's going to be so much of a mess. What good can be. Do you think that there will be a shortage of talents specializing in talismans in those six miles? Qin Guanglan shook his head and began to point out the glutinous rice, "Only those small families will require their disciples to be proficient in everything." In fact, there are only so many life dollars for a person, and when they are used up, they are used up, where is your turn to say that you can squander more. Look at Ye boy, apart from cultivation, does he know anything else? I don't understand. Precisely because he doesn't understand. Xuantian Pavilion will take a fancy to him. ”

"I mean to teach you. It is precisely because of Ye Fanda, because of Ye Fan's simple mind. Only if you focus on cultivation, will you be favored by Xuantian Pavilion? Glutinous rice almost became a senior brother again, and quickly swallowed his words back.

Qin Guanglan didn't care and nodded. "The way of karma is long in specialization and refinement." The more you want to reach the extreme, the less you can be distracted. Ye boy's current can be regarded as a heart. To be able to concentrate on only cultivating martial arts in this environment of cultivating immortals, where is it so simple to do. Do you think it's rare to practice several things at the same time? Wrong. Being able to focus only on monotonous cultivation year after year, day after day, is the most valuable thing. ”

Nuomi let out a small "um" and looked up at Ye Fan, who was still cold-eyed on the stage. I can't help but be a little stupid.

Senior brother, sure enough, not everyone can compare casually.

"What's the matter, Xuantian Pavilion is only planning to send someone to sit on this platform now? If you don't find someone to go back, will Ye cultivate his own power well? Huāmian's words came from that station again.

Many of the casual cultivators below have begun to whisper, asking around. Let's see if there is any grudge between the Tiesheng Gate and the Xuantian Pavilion.

If that's the case, then the Iron Birth Gate is really crazy. With a medium-sized sect like them, they would dare to shout at such a behemoth as the Big Six, but it was really amazing, it was simply self-defeating.

But someone like Nuomi, who knows a little bit about the inside story, can understand Huāmian's mind a little.

Although Huāmian's words were a bit excessive, he was actually slowly testing what kind of identity Ye Fan was in the Xuantian Pavilion. He didn't want to see Ye Fan grow stronger, but he didn't dare to offend Xuantian Pavilion lightly, so he could only try his best to see if he could make Ye Fan disappear before Ye Fan really integrated into Xuantian Pavilion.

Ye Fan let out an "oh", raised his eyes and glanced at Deng Jingping on the stage, and said lightly, "You want to join Xuantian Pavilion?" What qualifications do you have? ”

"Fang Cai, my information-" Deng Jingping was stunned.

Ye Fan took his eyes back and said, "I didn't pay attention to it just now." You repeat. ”

Some of the monks on the stage who were not very sleek could not help but have some convulsions on their faces, and quickly coughed a few times to cover up the past.

How did they know that Ye Fan had always been such a character, it could be said that he was focused, or he could say that he had no one in his eyes. As long as it was something or a character that didn't help his cultivation, he wouldn't take it to heart, let alone take it seriously. This was the case when Ye Fan was ordered to go down the mountain to pick up the boys, and now when he comes to this sect conference, it is still like this.

Even Qin Guanglan shook his head again and again, and said, "Ye boy is still so arrogant. ”

But this kind of nobody, in the eyes of others, seems to be deliberate.

Ye Fan's words instantly dispelled Deng Jingping's momentum. Deng Jingping was originally very confident in himself, but now this representative of Xuantian Pavilion, a young man who was not much different from him, actually ignored him like this.

Whether Ye Fan really didn't hear his information, or just pretended, it all showed that Ye Fan, and even the Xuantian Pavilion behind Ye Fan, had no idea about Deng Jingping, a monk.

Deng Jingping gritted his teeth and was about to speak, but was interrupted by Huāmian again.

I only heard Huāmian say, "The representative of Xuantian Pavilion is not dozing off on this stage, is he?" ”

Hu Nian Mian's words already had a faint meaning, Ye Fan glanced up at Hu Nian Mian's direction, frowned, and said, "Xuantian Pavilion is asking me to come to collect disciples, not to recycle the dregs." ”

"Tsk, I don't like to hear what you say. Do you say that the disciples we have recruited are all scum? Although you have joined the Xuantian Pavilion now, it is good that you are not also from a medium-sized sect, and you have forgotten your ancestors, this is too fast. Huāmian seemed to have been waiting for an opportunity to say this provocative remark, and as soon as he finished speaking, a smile appeared on his face.

"Hey, this Ye Fan turned out to be from a medium-sized sect?"

"Have you ever heard such a rumor? I've only heard that Xuantian Pavilion has accepted a loose cultivator who I don't know where it came from, but I've never heard of him coming from any sect. ”

"How could a disciple of a medium-sized sect suddenly join the Xuantian Pavilion. This disciple, could it be that he defected from the school? ”

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Xia Tou Sanxiu listened to Huāmian's words, and in a while, he had already discussed several versions of this gossip.

They were originally a little envious, jealous and hateful of Ye Fan, the lucky man of Xuantian Pavilion. In addition to lamenting Ye Fan's luck, deep down in his heart, he also wished that this person could be unlucky, who told him to meet a good thing that no one else could do.

What's more, these monks below are all looking forward to taking the stage and joining the sect. Even if you really know that it is impossible for the Six Great Congresses, you will still have a moment to make a little fantasy. But now that Ye Fan told the reality so nakedly, saying that he hadn't listened to the information of those monks on the stage at all, he suddenly became a little angry.

Of course, they didn't dare to do anything to the representatives of Xuantian Pavilion, but gossiping and making a dozen mouths were nothing to them, and no one would hold them responsible, so why not.

Nuomi didn't expect Huāmian to talk about this matter at the sect meeting, and couldn't help but be stunned.

But I heard Jiao Suqing clapping his hands on the stage, and said, "What does it matter if you are from a large sect, a small sect, or a casual cultivator." I didn't listen carefully to what was said on this stage, are you going to lift my bottom too? ”

"I don't dare. Just??" Huāmian was stunned, obviously he didn't expect Jiao Suqing to speak for Ye Fan.

Ever since he was deceived by Nuomi, thinking that Jiao Suqing had a very close relationship with Nuomi, he had been very scruples about Jiao Suqing, for fear that Nuomi would say something in front of Jiao Suqing. Now when he heard Jiao Suqing speak, he was immediately taken aback.

Jiao Suqing turned his head to look at Ye Fan, who was sitting not far from him, and instantly laughed, "I, I've seen this in the small sect you said before, this little Taoist friend, Qiao Langjun." If you are curious, why don't we spread out all this matter on this stage? It also saves you from having a thing to worry about in your heart, and it's much more interesting than these monks coming up and down, and I'm also very interested. ”

Qin Guanglan frowned, leaned over to Nuomi, and asked in a low voice, "How can this person, this demon cultivator, speak strangely." What a little friend of the little gossip. ”

When he asked this, he didn't expect Nuomi to answer, but just expressed his indignation. He heard the story of the Ten Thousand Swords Sect all the way on the stage, and he couldn't participate in it, so he could only vent his depression like this.

Unexpectedly, Nuomi's eyes looked at the stage all the way, but he still answered his question, "Jiao Suqing?" Where did he mean that. Probably, I didn't pay attention to Ye Fan's name, and I didn't know how to call it at this time, so I could only vaguely pass it. ”

Qin Guanglan choked, but forgot about Fang Cai's dissatisfaction.