Wu Qianlin's eyes were full of incredulity, and his face, including his entire bald head, turned red. He never thought that before the people of the Xuanning Sect could say anything, it was actually his own family elder who jumped out to dismantle the stage!

He knew in his heart that many people in his sect were shaken by the vigorous pull of the Xuanning Sect, but he didn't expect that the attitude of these people had been tilted to such an extent that they openly favored outsiders?

Wu Qianlin's forehead was bruised, and he really wanted to scold the traitor lackey!

He was a close disciple of the Sect Master of the Yingxu Sect, and his status was only higher than that of those elders who had no merit and only seniority. But in the end, he couldn't help but say nothing, but looked at his master, waiting for his judgment.

The Sect Master of the Yingxu Sect was about to say a few words for the disciple, but was interrupted by another elder. I saw him shake his head and pause, full of regret, "Senior Brother Sect Master, you have to take good care of this child! Look at what he lets you get used to, no matter how big or small, you dare to ...... on any occasion."

The face of the Sect Master of Yingxu Sect was pale, and before he could say a word, he was beaten by his own family elders. The differences within the sect were exposed in plain sight, and the sect master of the Yingxu Sect secretly cursed in his heart, these shameless old guys!

They just pinched his fate, knowing that no matter how angry he was, he would take care of the face of the sect and would not openly refute them. After all, if the elders have different opinions, it can be said that they have different positions, and if the sect master also quarrels with them, wouldn't they be ready to completely tear their faces and split up on the spot?

This is the so-called barefoot person who is not afraid of wearing shoes, others can ignore the overall situation, but he, as the sect master, must be worried. Moreover, he still had certain illusions, imagining that if he tolerated a little, the other party would be able to restrain himself, and he didn't want Yingxu Sect to become the laughing stock of everyone.

But who knew that he was the only one who really tolerated it, and the other party didn't pay attention to this stubble at all, as if he couldn't see his cold gaze, chattering endlessly about Wu Qianlin's fault and his dereliction of discipline.

As soon as the first seat of the Peiluan Hall left, this matter became a farce. Anyone with a discerning eye can see that the two elders who were bribed just wanted to divert the topic and lead the spearhead away from Xuanning Sect and Liao Fan.

Luo Yu coldly estimated the situation, suddenly thought of something, looked sideways, and saw that Yao Ye had already been released from the state of concentration, and was staring coldly at the farce below, and the hands on his knees were clenched into fists.

Yao Ye was able to endure it, which was nothing more than seeing that the contradictions within the other sects were even more chaotic than those of the Qingning Sect! After all, in foreign relations, the various factions of the Qingning Sect could still distinguish between distant and close relatives. No matter how fierce the internal competition is, after Qi Yunyi was injured, the first thing the two of them thought of was to seek justice for their peers.

There is always a tendency for things to develop, either better or worse.

Now there are people who suddenly condense and twist a rope on the scene, and after an ugly side is revealed, not only do they not admit their mistakes and solve them, but continue to dismantle the stage, and use accusations of others to set off their own nobility, but only expose their own ugly clowns.

Wu Qianlin's master and apprentice are the same character, and they are so angry that they refuse to tear their faces in public.

Just as he was riding a tiger, another figure appeared on Wu Qianlin's side, and said loudly: "I don't accept it either!

Some guys who specialize in fighting in the nest are immediately intimidated when they see outsiders. The two elders of the Yingxu Sect said happily, and when they heard this voice, they couldn't help but be stunned, and they wanted to reprimand loudly, but they suddenly recognized that the young man was actually a senior disciple of the Dust Sect, and they immediately became dumbfounded.

The Sect Master of the Yingxu Sect couldn't bear to look at it directly, so he was so angry that he simply closed his eyes. As soon as he saw those spineless old guys, he felt a burst of despair. No matter how good a young disciple is, it will take a hundred and eighty years to grow up, and even so, the development and growth of the sect is still far away, because it is not known when he will be able to get rid of this group of old guys who are vegetarian.

The people of the Dusty Sect were the most tactful, and immediately started a round: "Hey, young disciples are impulsive, and impulsiveness will do bad things, but our group of people are old, and what we envy the most is the momentum of young people."

"Ahem, our Mortal Sect has always carried forward the spirit of self-realization and self-improvement, the children can do whatever they want, we old guys can't do it!"

This is to first beat Zhuluo with a stick, get rid of the reputation of protecting the short, and then shirk the responsibility, leaving aside the relationship between Zhuluo's actions and the Dust Sect, and also have to find a high-sounding reason for this, and finally explain their true attitude - the two don't help each other, they are right!

A breath of hot air erupted from the nostrils of the Xuanning Sect Master, and he squinted at the elders of the Dusty Sect who spoke, and his beard trembled with anger.

Before, they had paid a lot to gain the support of the Dust Sect, and this group of old fritters had agreed happily one by one at that time, and their words were better than the lark's call. But now that they are in earnest, they have turned back into the grass on the wall, and continue to pursue their consistent principle of not offending and swaying left and right.

Is it still not rich enough to accumulate them? They have shown their strength so hard and won over and bought them, but they still can't withstand the majesty that the Qing Ning Sect has established for hundreds of thousands of years?

As long as they can't rely on their own strength to prove that they have the strength to stabilize the Qingning Sect, these sects will never dare to get closer to each other in a down-to-earth manner. Once something goes wrong, the first thing they think about is how not to offend the Qingning Sect to death.

The Xuanning Sect Master had these thoughts in his heart, waiting for the elder who was the referee to deal with the matter.

He was not worried, and although there was no explicit provision that a new challenge could not be presented on the last day of the competition, it was a rare occurrence and could be debated on the grounds that the deadline for the competition could not be delayed. What's more, Liao Fan can also refuse the challenge, so it's a big deal?

But at this moment, another core disciple in the stands moved.

Pu Yao stood up from his seat, but instead of immediately jumping out to fight Wu Qianlin and Zhuluo, he looked up in the direction of the Yushan Sect Master.

Recently, Pu Yao has a new "hobby", that is, to ask for the advice of his titular master before doing things. Because when he tried to open his heart to the advice given to him by the sect master, he could always find the long-term vision and far-reaching intention contained in it.

However, this time he didn't get any response, the Yushan Sect Sect Master just lowered his head and played with a jade pendant on his waist, seemingly indifferent to the disputes in the field.

Pu Yao immediately woke up! The Yushan Sect ranked last among the Seven Heavenly Sects, and no one could afford to offend it. The words of the elder of the Dusty Sect just now gave him some inspiration, if he didn't ask the sect master's opinion to do things, he could also bear the responsibility for his mistakes, but if he was ordered by the sect master, once he chose the wrong camp, he would definitely implicate the entire sect in the end.

Thinking of this, Pu Yao quickly withdrew his gaze, and after hesitating for a moment, he strode out.