There were a lot of people on the mountain road, most of them stopped to look at the farce here, and all kinds of eyes stopped at the plain young man in white shirt, shaking his head slightly.

How funny, how funny.

That's how unpredictable things are.

Many new disciples actually don't know much about this so-called senior brother, they only know that although the genius Yan Xiao is the chief disciple of the Giant Peak, his cultivation is ridiculously low, and he has not been nuclearized so far, and has been reduced to a joke.

But the disciples who have been on the mountain for many years are all unforgettable in their hearts about that black shirt.

At that time, this young man who broke into the inner door showed an unimaginable talent at the beginning, and he was extraordinary, breaking seven levels in two years, and saving the giant peak that was crumbling at that time and was almost eliminated from the inner door in one fell swoop.

Deceive my giant peak disciple?

Beat!

Insulting my giant peak?

Beat!

Don't accept my Yan Xiao's actions?

Beat!

Invincible among his peers!

In the following five years, with the name and resources of a genius, Yan Xiao forcibly pulled the defeated giant peak back to the point of being side by side with the other six peaks.

Maybe it's the jealousy of the talent.

At the age of nine, Na Ling, at the age of seventeen, successfully condensed the core, the youngest spirit in a hundred years, unexpectedly disappeared with strange spiritual power, became a waste, and became the laughing stock of countless people.

Although most of the new disciples looked down on this senior brother of their own family, Yan Xiao, who had an excellent temper, often pointed out the new disciples in the past few years, and had a lot of good karma, so several old disciples with a lot of qualifications stopped and looked at the presumptuous four people with strange eyes.

The emaciated camel is bigger than the horse, do you really think that this down-and-out senior brother is one of their junior disciples who can be bullied at will?

An old disciple who had just walked down the mountain raised his head and said to himself, "It's really a coincidence, that one happens to be there." ”

Sure enough, it didn't take long for a white rainbow to break through the sky, the sword came, and it stopped in mid-air, and the black-haired young man on the sword glanced indifferently at a few people below, even if he was as unruly as Fan Hai, he squeezed out a sneering smile: "Senior Brother Wang Rui." ”

Wang Rui, who came from the sword, jumped down, bowed respectfully to the white-shirted young man, and said in a deep voice: "Wang Rui has seen senior brother. ”

The white-shirted youth smiled and nodded.

The faces of the surrounding crowd changed, the old disciples were fine, and the new disciples were frightened one by one.

Who is Wang Rui?

One of the most outstanding Tianjiao disciples of the younger generation of Giant Peak!

The one-handed swordsmanship is praised by many elders as a kendo embryo that has not been produced for a hundred years!

Such a person, even if he meets an elder, does not need to be so respectful!

Seeing this, Fan Hai's eyelids jumped, and he cautiously jumped off the railing.

Wang Rui turned around at this moment, put his sword on his back with one hand, and looked indifferently at Fan Hai and the four people who wanted to sneak away: "Disciples of Juyun Peak, words and deeds must bear fruit, you are disciples of Houjin, I, Wang Rui, will not deceive you, you can go together, I will ban cultivation for the same as you." ”

Fan Hai's face turned pale, and he squeezed out an ugly smile: "Wang ...... Senior Brother Wang Rui, I can't wait. ”

Wang Rui was surrounded by an incomparably sharp sword intent, and there were countless illusory sword shadows floating behind him, pointing at them with his fingers together: "Those who insult others will always be humiliated!"

For a moment, the faces of the surrounding disciples became extremely exciting, and the eyes that looked at the trembling few people also became extremely pity.

The young man with the sword snorted coldly, and his voice echoed: "Under Wang Rui, ask the sword here!"

Fan Hai's faces turned white!

What kind of calf?

Ask them about the sword?

Why don't you just stab us to death with a sword?

Wang Rui of the Giant Peak, a rare opponent of his generation!

Not to mention these disciples who are latecomers!

The three people who were shrouded in thick sword intent were soaked in cold sweat, especially when they saw Wang Rui who didn't look like a joke, their hearts trembled.

There were more and more onlookers, whispering.

A big hand grabbed Wang Rui's outstretched fingers, pressed them down, and said softly: "What should you be busy with, don't stand here." ”

Wang Rui's sharp sword intent slowly dissipated, hesitated, and then retreated and said, "Yes." ”

Yan Xiao smiled helplessly: "You guy, there are too many etiquette, why be so polite." ”

The man with the sword who did not smile said in a deep voice: "If it weren't for the grace of the senior brother's careful teaching, how could there be Wang Rui today!"

The pretty girl wrinkled her nose and snorted: "It's still Xiao Wang's righteousness, unlike the guys above, who are now looking at the sky one by one." ”

Yan Xiao patted the girl's head and scolded with a smile: "It's a shame that you can shout, call Brother Wang! ”

The man with the sword showed a hint of a smile: "It's not in the way, as long as the little junior sister likes it." ”

The delicate girl grimaced.

Yan Xiao walked slowly up the mountain, from the farce just now, from beginning to end, he didn't even look at Fan Hai and the others.

When Wang Rui turned back again, those people had already run away without a trace, he sneered, and the sword rose and disappeared in an instant.

Men and women continue to walk on the mountain path.

"Senior brother. ”

The pretty girl asked: "Fan Hai and the others said this about you just now, and you didn't get angry? If I were you, let Wang Rui beat them up and have a long memory!"

Yan Xiao said with a smile: "What they say is the truth, what does it matter to me that the world is cold-eyed and discredited? ”

The girl, whose real name is Zu, and whose name is Qianqian, rolled her big black eyes, and said with a smile: "That senior brother, if I am scolded one day, what will you do?"

Yan Xiao was stunned, poked the girl's forehead angrily, and joked: "Cold salad." ”

The girl was crying.

"Good, good. The young man said helplessly: "Then I will beat him!"

The girl said with tears in her eyes: "Then if there are many people on the other side, what if it is all over the world?"

Yan Xiao smiled bitterly: "Then you can also be beaten, if you can't beat the other side but are beaten, you can only admit it." ”

The girl's face changed instantly, showing a bright smile, and she hugged the young man's arm with a smile: "I know that senior brother is the best!"

The helpless young man walked to the top of the mountain, in front of him was the magnificent three halls and the vast square, eighteen white jade pillars were entwined with dragons, and in the center stood a huge nine-dragon fire mouth giant ding of more than 30 zhang, mighty and domineering.

The two of them walked straight to the central hall.

There are no Buddha statues or anything like that in the empty hall, only three futons are placed in front of them, and on one of the futons on the left side is sitting an old man with a crane hair and a childish face, hearing the footsteps of entering the door, and slowly opening his eyes.

"Master!" Zu Qianqian stepped forward and shouted obediently.

The old man shouted with a straight face: "It's capable, I didn't come to see the master first when I returned to the door, but ran to find Yan Xiao, what do you mean?"

Yan Xiao touched his nose, but he didn't expect this girl to be so bold and never returned here.

Zu Qianqian blinked her big black eyes: "Master, I know that my senior brother must be on the mountain, and I just happened to walk back by the way." ”

The old man was amused, and he wiped the dust on his hand and nodded the girl's head: "You can go to the third part of the outer gate by the way?

Zu Qianqian was holding her little face bitterly.

The old man ignored her and turned to look at the young man in black shirt, his expression was complicated, he wanted to speak again and again, and finally turned into a long sigh.

Who would have thought that the genius of Tianzong back then, the proud young man who was known as the hope of the sect, would be reduced to the point where he is now.

The world is really impermanent.