I want to be strong. ”

"I want to be the head of the Xuanji Gate."

"I also enjoy the love of my sister and my sister."

…… After peeking into his true thoughts, Xuantian gasped heavily.

He used the art of voyeurism to peek into the true thoughts of other people's hearts and know the ugliness of human nature.

But all along, he thought he was different from those people.

He is a righteous gentleman who pays attention to cultivation, and he will not have those competitive thoughts at all, let alone be complacent about the love of his senior sister and junior sister.

But after peeking into his true thoughts, his body was half paralyzed.

He smiled bitterly and muttered, "It turns out that I am also such a person. ”

At that moment, Xuantian's sky fell.

The belief he had always held on to in his heart also became worthless.

He wasn't a decent gentleman at all.

That night, he burst into laughter, bitter tears welling up in the corners of his eyes.

Since then, Xuantian seems to have changed as a different person.

He faces up to his joys, sorrows, and sorrows, and is no longer hypocritical to those who hate him.

I saw that he was conspicuous in red, his delicate eyebrows and eyes were full of disdain, and his occasional hooked lips and smile were also mocking.

"Xuantian, don't think that you can see no one now that you are more than the master, and you really think that you are the head of the Xuanji Sect?"

On that day, Xuanye, the senior brother of Xuanji Gate, stopped him.

Xuantian looked back and hooked his lips and smiled.

"What if I just think of myself as the head of the Xuanji Gate?"

Now, he is the strongest existence in the Xuanji Sect, and even the master's cultivation is under him.

Faced with such an arrogant Xuantian, Xuanye finally couldn't help but make a move. He cast an unleashed summon several heavenly thunderbolts and slashed towards Xuantian.

But Xuantian is now also a cultivator of the High Spirit Realm, he blocked the top of his head with one hand, and with the spiritual power released from the palm of his hand, he blocked the Heavenly Thunder attack of this great Spirit Realm.

Then, his ghostly red figure quickly moved to the side of Senior Brother and gave him a few palms.

Seeing that the senior brother was not Xuantian's opponent, the second senior brother Xuanyi also rushed forward to help.

But even if the two joined forces, they were not Xuantian's opponents, and they were knocked to the ground by Xuantian after a while.

"Stop!"

The master rushed over when he heard the sound, glanced at the three of them, and scolded angrily: "Why did you do it? ”

Xuanye said quietly: "Master, Xuantian is too blind to no one, he said that he is the number one in the sect, and he can do whatever he wants." ”

The master was about to ask, but Xuanyi hurriedly echoed: "Yes, master." He also said that he was the head of the Xuanji Gate and didn't take you seriously at all. ”

The master looked at the man dressed in red and asked, "Xuantian, is there such a thing?" ”

Xuantian's face was still the same, and he said lightly: "It was the senior brother who provoked first, and if the master wanted to punish him, Xuantian would have nothing to say." ”

"All of you go and retreat in your room for a month, and don't go out!"

"Yes."

With that, the master turned around and left.

Xuan Ye glared at his red-clothed junior brother, "Xuantian, let's see!" ”

For the past month, the senior sister and the junior sister will take turns to bring them food.

Xuantian, who was locked in his room, had nothing to do every day except cultivation.

But whenever he cultivated, a buzzing voice would emerge in his heart: "It's all Xuanye and Xuanyi's fault, why does the master even punish me." ”

"This matter was obviously provoked by Xuan Ye, and he couldn't see that my cultivation was higher than him."

"Xuanye and Xuanyi are two wastes, and they dare to covet the position of the head of the Xuanji Gate......"

Xuantian, who was cultivating on the other hand, only felt even more upset when he listened to these noisy voices.