Although Zhang Yao laughed and said that he could be Harvey the rabbit, those people in the outside world obviously wouldn't think so.

In the Tianji Gate, there is a festive-like festive atmosphere everywhere.

All the disciples who were dispatched abroad were quickly recalled to the sect to celebrate Zhang Yao, the elder of the sect, returning to the Tianji Gate.

The large-scale celebration lasted for more than half a month, and Zhang Yao was also the mascot for more than half a month.

In the end, if he wasn't really bored, Tianjimen also planned to invite other sects to participate in order to show how powerful the sect's heritage was.

The strength of a sect does not lie in the number of its low-level disciples, but in the number of Mahayana periods.

The cultivation revealed by Zhang Yao in front of people is the realm of perfection in the Mahayana period, and one person is enough to suppress a large sect, which is definitely a nuclear-weapon-level existence.

What does a humanoid self-propelled nuclear warhead look like, in the eyes of many disciples with low cultivation, Zhang Yao is what it looks like. Even if this is a world of mountains and rivers, and there are no scientific and technological weapons like nuclear bombs, such a metaphor is not wrong.

In this way, in a strong atmosphere, the sect comparison of Tianji Gate slowly came to an end.

All the selected disciples in the foundation building stage, and even in the Jindan stage, are gearing up, waiting for the next journey to the secret realm.

On the peak of the inner disciple's mountain, there were three people sitting in front of the flames, and they were three of the top ten places.

"Have you heard, this returning old man is very powerful, enough to expand the sect's heritage. This time we will travel to the secret realm, and this world-building being is said to be with us, and if we can grasp this opportunity, it is likely that people will be able to ascend to the sky in one step. A short disciple spoke slowly, holding an iron tong in his hand, roasting a roast chicken in the Flaming Mountain.

"Okay, although this matter is spreading, but it has nothing to do with us?"

Hearing the words of the short disciple, a thin disciple disdainfully shook his head and said, "Such a worldly existence, even if he accompanies us all the way, who can be seen by him?" When the time comes, not to mention you and me, I'm afraid that even the elders will be desperate to seek the guidance of the Wuji Patriarch. Do you still think that you can compete with those elders and be looked at differently by the Wuji Patriarch? ”

"Who said it couldn't"

The last person, after hearing this, retorted: "Strong strength doesn't mean everything, that little witch, but she calls Wuji Patriarch a senior uncle." Since the little witch can make these beings look the other way, why can't we replicate her success, will the three of us be worse than others? ”

Although because of Zhang Yao's appearance, the sect competition is no longer the top priority, but it has also been carried out smoothly.

Now, what the entire sect is discussing is not the disciples who have won victories in the foundation building period and the Jindan period. is talking about whether any of these young leaders can ascend to the sky in one step and get Zhang Yao's attention and appreciation.

is the so-called ignorant and fearless, in the eyes of many people, although Liu Xinrui is known as the little witch, she is just a lucky person.

Everyone firmly believes that if they can be favored by Zhang Yao, they can also do it, maybe even better.

In the entire Tianji Gate, there are definitely not a few people who have this kind of thought.

Outside the Zawang Peak where Zhang Yao was, there was a sea of young monks, looking at the peak where Zhang Yao was located one by one, their eyes glowing green.

"Patriarch, the disciple's early family was wiped out, and he was deeply vengeful in the sea of blood. I implore the patriarch to take me as an apprentice, and I want to avenge my family! "This is a teenager who wants to counterattack, and he can't kneel outside Zhang Yao's mountain gate.

"Please ask the ancestor to be gracious, the disciple is highly qualified, and you can leave the important task of maintaining world peace to me" A figure like Long Aotian stood proudly in the crowd, like a cut of cold plums in the snow.

"Patriarch, as the eldest son in the family, I was bullied by evil slaves because of my humble cultivation, and I was humiliated by the rest of the brothers in the family. Please also ask the ancestor to accept me as an apprentice, I want to let this day no longer cover my eyes, let this land no longer bury my heart, and let this god and Buddha disappear in the sky" This is a dick, his hands clenched and made a cynical state, wanting to reign for nine days.

"Uncle Shi, there are so many people outside, it looks like a party!"

Sitting on the Forgotten Peak, Zhang Yaoyi was eating melons and fruits contentedly, and Liu Xinrui was lying on the windowsill beside him, looking at the crowds of people under the mountain.

In the entire sect, there are few people who ask for support, and there are not a few people who want to ask for immortal fate.

Liu Xinrui's biggest interest in every day now is to look at the group of disciples outside who have a deep hatred of blood or need to become stronger for various reasons, and they can't afford to kneel down under the Forgotten Peak.

"You have also seen the situation in the past few days, how do you feel after seeing these scum?"

Zhang Yao spit the watermelon seeds on the ground, glanced at the little girl who was looking outside, and asked disapprovingly.

Liu Xinrui was bitter for a moment after hearing this, secretly glanced at Zhang Yao, who was looking at her, and said in a low voice: "Uncle Shi, you said that cultivation is to cultivate the mind. Now that I see these people who can't kneel down in the foreign minister, I can better understand the hard-won opportunity. If it weren't for my uncle's help, I might have been like these people, still struggling in ignorance, and I would never see where the other side is."

"Nonsense, I asked you how you felt, not for you to make a sycophant."

For Liu Xinrui's answer, Zhang Yao will not be satisfied.

He walked on the chair and slowly floated up, came to the window edge out of thin air, and stood with Liu Xinrui.

"Look at that person."

Zhang Yao pointed to the young man who claimed to have a deep blood feud and wanted to rise from adversity, and asked, "What do you think of this person?" ”

Liu Xinrui followed Zhang Yao's fingers, her eyes flickered a few times, and replied: "Although I am a little revengeful, it should be very rare to be able to think about avenging my family, right?" ”

"Rare, maybe"

Zhang Yao shook his head noncommittally, looked outside as if he could see through everything, and whispered: "I think this person is a broom star, and after he has strength, he will be upgraded to a-stirring stick."

Many believe that the countless difficulties are the beginning of a legend. But I can tell you that if you meet such a person one day, you have to hide as far as you want, otherwise you will be 100% implicated. It's not that I'm scaring you, it's a powerful fate, often intertwined with powerful doom, which is a truth that has remained true through the ages. ”

Under the calculation of the Nine Heavens God, this young man with a deep hatred of blood and hatred, his fate was clearly displayed in Zhang Yao's eyes.

Just like the protagonists who appear in the novel, when the protagonists do not appear, the whole era is calm.

And when this-stirring stick appears and begins to stir up the storm, it often also represents the arrival of bad luck.

For example, in many stories, after the hero saves the beauty, he will lead to the enemy behind the beauty.

After pretending to be forced to slap his face, he was either hunted down or his family was persecuted.

Enemy after enemy, counterattack after counterattack.

Many people think it's legendary.

But if you look at it from another angle, flies don't stare at seamless eggs, if they are not so maverick, where would there be so much trouble.

A legend is a troublemaker.

To chase a legend is to chase trouble.

So in Zhang Yao's eyes, it is not a pity for these people to die, and when these people die one day, the world will be peaceful.

Now, hearing Zhang Yao's distorted heresy, Liu Xinrui looked at each other, and didn't know what to say.

Trying to adjust her breathing, the little girl took two deep breaths and asked, "Uncle Shi, have you ever met this kind of person." Like you said, a person who has a deep blood feud and is destined to suffer all kinds of suffering? ”

"The more places I go, the more things like this happen. What kind of dick silk counterattack, crazy man arrogant, blood sea of hatred, divorce flow, pretending to be forced to slap the face flow to meet these people, if you have the strength, it is a very good-looking show, maybe you can still be a grandfather. If you don't have that strength, then I'm sorry, maybe you'll be drawn into the play and be part of the whole drama. ”

While Zhang Yao was talking, he suddenly thought of the little guy who seemed to be the protagonist in this world, called Wang Xu.

The power of fate on Wang Xu's body is the strongest one in this world, and the secret hidden in him is completely the consistent style of Diaosi's counterattack.

Thinking of this, Zhang Yao smiled, stretched out his hand and pointed out a water mirror in the air, and said, "Come, I'll show you a good thing." This person's name is Wang Xu, and I met him three years ago. If he doesn't get it right, he should be the so-called child of destiny in this era."