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Occasionally, when there was a free moment, an endless stream of disciples from all generations would come over to visit the head of the sect and the elders.

"I've seen the Sect Master. "See Mo Shouzao. "I've seen Ning Shouzao. "See He Shouzao. ”

Disciples of all generations, all kinds of different salutation salutations come and go. The generation is comparable, Song Shenxing and others laughed. The disciples of the previous generation with high seniority came to greet them, which was the position of the sect to pay tribute to several people, and Song Shenxing and others must also return the salute.

Fortunately, in official business, there is no need to judge etiquette by seniority. Otherwise, those who are four or five generations higher than Song Shenxing and have to call Taishi Uncle Ancestor may not be less.

Male is male. Private is private. In private, Song Shenxing bumped into Chen Laozu and kowtowed. However, above official affairs or in public situations, no matter how high the rank of Chen ancestor, he should first pay tribute to Song Shenxing, who represents the sect.

The lineage of the sect is clear and clear at a glance.

is like Ning Shouzao, Ning Ruyu has been carefully cultivated by an elder who is at least seven or eight generations higher, but her seniority has not improved because of this, and she is still the same generation as Xu Daoning.

Chen Laozu favors Tan Weiran, but even if the ancestor can take Tan Weiran with him and completely inherit the life skills of the ancestor, it is only a friendship of half a teacher, and Tan Weiran is still Xu Daoning's disciple, and his seniority remains the same.

Etiquette cannot be abolished, that's the truth.

The big competition of the sect is not a major ceremony, and there are not many disciples from all generations. Even so, it made Song Shenxing and the others scramble for a while.

Fortunately, there is no such thing as a true disciple becoming a teacher, only the inner disciple has this statement. The achievements of the inner disciples are limited, and they may not be able to live until now, and there are not many elders that Song Shenxing and others want to meet, most of them are the same generation of the same generation before.

It is indispensable to have a greeting like "senior brother, long time no see".

Mo Feique and He Ping couldn't close their mouths with a smile, without it, just because Jianlifeng and Jiandefeng were the most disciples who came back. The former has many external relations, while the latter has strong cohesion.

There is only one place that is deserted and miserable.

Tang Xinyun retracted his gaze and said with envy and disdain: "What's the big deal, isn't there just a lot of people." Zhou Dapeng thought so.

Xu Daoning stared at it for a while, and suddenly said lightly: "It's less again." Every time the sect ceremony and the big competition, there are fewer and fewer disciples of the past generations who return. ”

Tang Xinyun recalled, nodded and said: "Wang Ao, who saw Lifeng, has been out for more than ten years, and it seems that he ...... Never came back?"

She remembered the name Wang Ao because this person was from a poor background, but he was recognized as a genius, and he was once a true disciple, and he was relatively arrogant. For various reasons, he was jointly excluded by many families in Jianlifeng, so there was a lot of trouble. Back then, it was much more sensational than talking about the incident of not killing Yongfeng.

In the end, Wang Ao took advantage of the truth, but Mo Feique took off the identity of the true inheritance and became an ordinary inner disciple. After that, I went out and never came back.

Tang Xinyun suddenly felt cold all over her body, and couldn't help but be shocked: "Master, if every generation of outstanding disciples is gradually lost, then, then ......" She couldn't say anything in shock.

Xu Daoning said with a solemn expression: "Wang Ao will never come back." In the past 100 years, the number of disciples who go out and do not return has increased to 30%. Wang Ao is just one of them. ”

As important competitions begin again, there are fewer people coming and going to visit and pull relationships.

talked about Weiran with a crushing posture, grabbing the first place in Tongxuan without any suspense. As the main event, the battle of the Imperial Qi Realm is only about to begin.

The disciples of the Imperial Qi Realm are disciples who have been between ten and thirty years old. Among them, there are also many outstanding disciples with old qualifications from the Famous Zhen Sect, but for the current disciples, these Imperial Qi Realms are old, and their cultivation is also very different, but they have a sense of alienation, which is not as lively as the Xuan Realm and the Guanwei Realm. ...,

At this time, the battle of the top eight of Guanwei began at the same time, and one of them was Liu Chengfeng against Wei Rubei.

Tan Weiran was worried about the master's explanation, and he didn't care about the battle of the micro realm. At this time, considering the difficulty of one-on-four, I have to come over to explore the details of the top four in person.

Watching the battle all the way, talking about it while thinking about it. I vaguely remembered that it seemed that when Liu Chengfeng participated in the big competition in his previous life, he did not reach the microscopic realm, nor did he condense the sword intent, but he still swept the Tongxuan realm.

"I'm afraid it's unlikely that Senior Brother will take off the first place in Guanwei. "Talk about speculation.

Often, the battle of Guanwei is supported by disciples who have been in the field for seven years. The battle of Tongxuan relied on the disciples who had been in the field for four years.

The group of disciples four years ago did not have outstanding materials like Wei Kun. This battle of Tongxuan in Dabi is not rich in gold, and it is natural that it will be easily swept away by the talk.

After a while, Tan Weiran came back through the crowd. Wei Rubei in the venue seemed to see him, and the move that had not been performed for a long time instantly burst out with infinite sword light, as if he had incarnated innumerable!

Countless disciples were suddenly shocked in an uproar: "It's sword intent again!"

Mo Feique stroked his beard and smiled with satisfaction, as if he said to himself: "Rubei is just a sword intent cultivated a year ago, and it is only a mere thirty percent sword intent. ”

There was originally a big difference in cultivation, and Liu Chengfeng's sword intent was slightly weaker, and he was immediately defeated by Wei Rubei in one move.

Tan Weiran was keenly aware that a sword light quietly swept behind Liu Chengfeng, and shaved the fabric on the buttocks of the back of his body, revealing a small piece of white bare buttocks, soaked in some blood.

"Ah!" Wei Rubei looked innocent, and hurriedly apologized: "Senior Brother Chengfeng, this is an accident, and it was not intentional for my brother." ”

Tan Weiran's eyes were cold, he turned over, took off his coat and hung it on Liu Chengfeng's buttocks, pointed at Wei Rubei with his fingertips, and said to Liu Chengfeng, whose face was flushed: "Senior brother, go and wait first." Wait a minute, I'll strip him naked with my own hands. ”

Wei Rubei hurriedly showed a look of shame and anger: "Little brother Weiran, how can you rely on me, I missed for a while." ”

Tan Weiran turned his head to look around, An Su'er and the other three were still fighting, the corners of his mouth were shallow, and he said to himself: "It's okay, why wait." I have a fire in my heart, so come!"

turned around and flew into the air, like a goshawk pounced on a rabbit, with a clear gaze: "Wei Rubei, don't wait, I'll challenge you now!"

"Fist intent!" Wei Rubei froze his expression, wielding his sword, and in the blink of an eye, the sword light was filled.

Talking about it fell like a stream of fire, its momentum was fierce and boundless, and it was thrown into the light of a sword. With a bang, Wei Rubei snorted, his arms were affected by the tremor from the sword body, and his body flew upside down involuntarily.

Wei Rubei is very strong. Tan Weiran shook his hand, shook off the numbness, and stepped out of the lun with one step, and suddenly chased away like a fierce tiger's breath and lightning. Volleyed into the air, ten fingers flying: "Fly for me!"

Rao is Wei Rubei's ability, flying in mid-air and being chased by Tan Weiran is another huge and powerful earth-walking dragon claw hand, and he involuntarily flew out of the dragon again for dozens of feet.

Tan Weiran smiled, chased forward, and blasted Wei Rubei away with another move. This time, after Wei Rubei slid for dozens of feet, he finally fell into the air and fell into the field where Zheng Wenjun was fighting.

Zheng Wenjun and the others jumped away, surprised, but saw a handsome young man fall down in one step across the air, and with a move Jin Xinglong's claw hand tore through the air, and the golden glow was filled.

"Sancheng fist intent!"

Zheng Wenjun changed color in an instant, and a sword swayed brightly. Tan Weiran Ha Lu Ha Da Lu laughed: "Ming Light Sword, Ha Lu Ha, you actually dare to use the Ming Light Sword to fight me." Then you deserve to be out of luck!"

"Wooden Dragon Claw Hand!

The fist intent was released, and the dark energy burst out in a flash, just like the endless vitality. Directly took Zheng Wenjun through the air, the dark strength erodes the bones, Zheng Wenjun was in pain for a while, and the sword was suddenly taken off. ...,

"Bullshit, I can't even take a trick. Ha lu haha. ”

Tan Weiran wanted to pursue, but Wei Rubei had already come over with a smirk on his face, and said sternly: "Junior brother Weiran, I know that you want to challenge us, but if you make such a move, it is clear that you are breaking the rules of the sect." ”

Tan Weiran's voice was high-pitched, and the air burst with one move: "Too much nonsense!"

Wei Rubei was obviously vigilant, and he swung his sword continuously in an instant, only to see that Tan Weiran's golden fingers couldn't help but intersect with the sword, making a clanging sound, like the sound of gold and iron colliding!

Tan Weiran's slender ten fingers were unharmed at all and seemed indestructible. Wei Rubei's smirk was interrupted by Tan Weiran's rough way, which seemed a lot stiffer, and he couldn't help but be secretly shocked by Tan Weiran's strength.

Wei Rubei and Zheng Wenjun were extremely angry in their hearts, and they were so bent on saving face that they refused to go together. Seeing this, Tan Weiran roared loudly: "Why bother to be coy, you go up together, I will blow you up like this." ”

Before the words fell, Tan Weiran attacked forward like a beast. The two of them were originally coy, a self-proclaimed master, and they didn't want to join forces, but they were attacked by Tan Weiran's momentum, and they couldn't bear it while retreating.

"Good. Good. Okay!" Tan Weiran was overjoyed, at this time, Fang had a sense of fighting pleasure, and he raised his head and breathed out!

"You Quan, An Su'er, I'm going to challenge you, do you dare to come and fight with me!"

The high-pitched roar was agitated, and You Quan, who was fighting in another venue, was moved when he heard the sound, sneered at the opponent, and turned around: "I'll go clean up a kid first, and then I'll finish this field with you!"

An Su'er hesitated slightly, listening to You Quan's whistle, she moved with a thought, and also smiled: "I'll go first, and I'll come back later!"

You Quan and An Su'er shuttled over one after the other, and when they saw Tan Weiran and Wei Rubei fighting, they were stunned, and they both turned around and wanted to leave: "Tan Weiran, when you finish fighting, come and challenge us again!"

Tan Weiran Ha Lu Ha Da Lu smiled: "Why wait any longer!

"Who lent me a sword!"

Just as he was about to snatch a sword from among the disciples, suddenly a sharp and hollow-tearing roar pierced violently from the Jianzhi Peak.

A flying rainbow slanted in the air and pulled a ray of light, flying above Tan Weiran's head. Tan Weiran smiled, grabbed the flying sword, and bowed to Zhifeng: "Thank you, Master!"

A sword broke through the air, faintly expressing Xu Daoning's meaning, and the Dharma protector who had the intention to stop it was powerless.

Tan Weiran flicked his fingers with a sword, swayed ten thousand rays of light, and roared to the sky: "Do you want to go?

A sword swing, the sword light is agitated. caused countless thunder and vibrations, and there was an aura that overturned the heavens and the earth.