"Greeting-Xuantian Pavilion--Luoyingtang--Thirteenth Generation Inner Disciple--Ye Fan-to-"

The sound of the newspaper came slowly from the stage, and when the monks below heard it, there was an uproar in an instant.

Nuomi glanced at the situation on the stage in astonishment, and even forgot to turn her head to look at Qin Guanglan.

Although Qin Guanglan had some jealousy towards Ye Fan, he didn't care about Ye Fan as much as Nuomi, and at this time, he still remembered to turn his head and look around. Seeing the stunned and disbelieving look on Nuomi's face, he suddenly felt that there was something between Nuomi and Ye Fan that he didn't know.

But now is clearly not the time to ask.

Not to mention the monks below, even the stewards of the various sects on the stage all changed their faces because of these names.

The thirteenth generation inner disciple of the Six Great Sects can be regarded as a rather sensational identity if they really take it out, and now this disciple has joined the Xuantian Pavilion, which makes them feel even more surprised.

None of them standing on the stage didn't know the name Ye Fan. Those casual cultivators outside were able to inquire about things clearly, and they obviously wouldn't be unaware.

What surprised them the most was not that Ye Fan had become an inner disciple immediately after he made an exception and entered Xuantian Pavilion, but that this inner disciple who had just joined Xuantian Pavilion was able to represent Xuantian Pavilion and appear in this sect conference.

Don't look at this sect conference as if it is not very attractive to the sect, but being able to stand on such a platform on behalf of the sect means that the monk on the stage already has the power to make decisions on behalf of the sect. This kind of power, not to mention the inner disciples in the past, even if the incense master at the bottom of the sect wants to get the power to recruit the disciples of the sect, it is not so simple.

For example, some medium-sized sects, such as the Tiesheng Sect, have indeed only expelled such an inner disciple as Hua Mian, but this inner disciple has been following the sect for many years. Where is Ye Fan, an outsider who has just joined Xuantian Pavilion, can be compared.

The monks standing on the stage couldn't help but whisper. Some of them who stood close and had a good relationship frowned at each other, and couldn't help but lean over and whisper to each other.

Hua Mian was also mixed in the crowd, and when he heard Ye Fan's name, he couldn't help but raise his eyebrows slightly, and his face showed an interested look.

He once sent an invitation to Ye Fan on behalf of Tieshengmen, but Ye Fan refused him without hesitation. After the Ten Thousand Swords Sect was destroyed, Ye Fan also disappeared completely from his sight. Even the Tiesheng Sect did its best to monitor the strength of the sect. No trace of Ye Fan was found.

Wait until he heard the news of Ye Fan. Ye Fan had already joined the Xuantian Pavilion.

Because of this news, when Hua Mian was in Tiesheng Gate, he also heard a lot of emotion from the owner of the door.

"This is really a talent, but unfortunately he is unwilling to submit to the door. I was thinking. Such a person knows some secrets of our sect, and if he cannot win him over, he must be destroyed as much as possible, and he will not fall into the hands of others. I didn't expect him to be so shrewd that he completely avoided our eyes. Now that people have joined the Xuantian Pavilion, it's really hard to do it. ”

Hua Mian just listened silently at the time, and didn't echo anything, but she still felt a little uneasy in her heart. I only think that this Ye Fan will definitely not be a willing person. Even if you go to Xuantian Pavilion, maybe there will be some trouble.

If he hadn't personally contacted Ye Fan and knew that the matter of destroying the Ten Thousand Swords Sect was indeed promoted by Ye Fan himself, he would even think that Ye Fan would use the banner of revenge to suppress them from the Tieshengmen.

But. Ye Fan, who can endure it, is afraid that he is full of thoughts hidden in his heart, and when the time is not ripe, he will not expose it at will.

Now that Ye Fan is standing on this stage, others may just look at the freshness and strangeness of the pavilion, but Huamian and glutinous rice can still see more different meanings.

Ye Fan himself is by no means a person who is willing to add power, such a temperament, even if he goes to Xuantian Pavilion, he will not change easily.

Now that he has accepted the arrangement of Xuantian Pavilion and descended to this sect conference, one is because Fang Shi joined Xuantian Pavilion, and he cannot refuse the arrangement of the sect; Another reason is also because I want to take this opportunity to announce my identity to the outside. With such a stage appearance now, even if Tieshengmen has a lot of dirty things to cooperate with Ye Fan in his hands, if he wants to pull Ye Fan into the water, he has to think about it carefully.

Today's Ye Fan has been completely recognized by Xuantian Pavilion, and he is the inner disciple of Xuantian Pavilion, and he can't be moved lightly by others.

No matter how surprised the monks on and off the stage were, Ye Fan still fell leisurely on the table with an auspicious cloud, and silently walked to a position.

When he came to the stage, he did not greet the monks who were under him, as the monks before him, and did not signal to the audience, but just stood there quietly, making people feel that he should have stood upright on the stage like this. Hua Mian also deliberately leaned forward, standing in a position that would definitely be seen by the other party, but Ye Fan didn't even look in the direction of Hua Mian from the corner of his eyes.

After a long time, she finally saw Ye Fan, but Nuomi suddenly felt that the monk standing on the stage was very strange to her, so that she didn't know that the martial artist standing above was still the senior brother she had been thinking about in the past.

Originally, Ye Fan gave her the feeling that she was just cold, and there was no one else in her eyes, but now looking at the sea of people in the distance, the martial cultivator on the stage seemed to have turned into an idle cloud, and it didn't belong to the world at all, it didn't belong to this stage, as if with a gust of wind, it would leave the ground and float into the fairyland.

Nuomi blinked her eyes violently, and then looked at the stage, which gave her a little more realism, and felt that Ye Fan standing on the stage was a living person.

Although she didn't think about following Ye Fan's side now, no matter what, this senior brother was like a dream in her childhood, the best and most handsome person she had ever seen, and she always hoped that she would be able to catch up with him one day and reach his realm.

But now that she looked at it, Nuomi suddenly realized that the senior brother seemed to be farther away from her. In other words, Ye Fan's goal is not in this world at all. Maybe what he yearns for is the realm of those cold-faced immortals who came down from nowhere.

In the past, when I was wandering at the bottom of the mountain, glutinous rice was always a little muddy, and I only knew that I had to eat and dress warmly every day, and I didn't have any goals, let alone any ideals and futures.

The beauty she saw for the first time in her life was the hand that Ye Fan stretched out to her.

So no matter how many things she stumbled and encountered in the middle, she was always reluctant to think about Ye Fan in the worst way, for fear of tarnishing the best dream of her childhood.

Now that she saw it, she knew that Ye Fan no longer needed her to deliberately beautify. No matter what Ye Fan had done and how much blood he had on his hands, now standing on this stage, he was indeed an immortal with a jade tree in the wind. He is now in his twentieth year, and his body is like a sharp sword out of its sheath, exuding a fierce spiritual pressure that makes it difficult for people to look directly.

The more this is the case, the more sad Nuomi feels in her heart.

Her eldest brother is obviously so talented, no matter what kind of path he embarks, he will still be able to reach the sky in one step. But such a character is too anxious, so that in the end, she chose a path that she couldn't agree with at all.

If yes, if Ye Fan's temperament is more calm and more lenient, when he sharpens such a sharp sword out of the sheath aura on the Ten Thousand Swords Sect, are you still afraid that he will be buried. At that time, even if he didn't open his mouth, I was afraid that the elders in the mountain gate would no longer make him any burden.

Even Qin Guanglan couldn't help but sigh silently on the side, "Although this kid is an ungrateful bastard, after arriving at the Xuantian Pavilion, he has really cultivated a good ability." In the past, when he was on the mountain gate, he had never seen him so arrogant. ”

Nuomi followed with a "hmm" and nodded indiscriminately, but she didn't know if she had listened to Qin Guanglan's words.

Qin Guanglan shook his head again and muttered in a low voice, "I'm afraid the kid is in the Xuantian Pavilion and has gained a lot of opportunities." Look at his current appearance, it's too powerful, I'm afraid our mountain gate can't be cultivated. I don't know what kind of fairy fate he touched, hey. ”

Hearing this, Nuomi suddenly felt a little moved. It's just that the year flickered too fast, and before she could catch it, she had already been slipped away by that thought.

Ye Fan didn't seem to be able to hear or see the uproar on and off the stage at all, just stood quietly in front of his position, looking down at a small place in front of him, indifferent to the situation outside, as if he himself was already a free world, and he no longer needed those disturbances around him.

The glutinous rice fell under the stage, and it was not easy to barely see the sobriety on the stage, but the expression on Ye Fan's face was really not clear, and even Ye Fan's current appearance was vague due to the distance.

In the past, what she saw was always Ye Fan's back, but now she can see Ye Fan's front clearly, but it is still far away. The few encounters they had between them seemed to be illusory. In retrospect, it was all so unreal.

Or perhaps, it is precisely because it is untrue that it is the reality that glutinous rice has to face. RP