Mo Wunian's voice was very faint and did not have any deterrent effect. The gray-robed young man immediately became proud, only to think that the other party was a soft persimmon and said with a smile: "Sure! Then you are optimistic that I am the sixth layer of the spirit induction!".

When he was in the Mochen Pavilion, because he was a disciple of Song Shuilu, and Song Shuilu had a very high status in the Mochen Pavilion, and she was extremely protective of her shortcomings, he was used to being arrogant!

Although the nature of a teenager is not bad, he is afraid that he will go astray if he continues to do so for a long time, so this time he came to the Phantom Sky Sect Song Shuilu specially told him not to cause trouble!

But apparently, he didn't listen to a word.

Everyone also followed suit, and after some discussion, they proposed that they go to the martial arts arena of the Mingyi Court outside the gate to solve the matter.

Originally, the matter was not very big, but a lot of people, people and people also hyped it, and it was spread ten, ten and hundred, and someone added fuel and vinegar to it in the middle, and the matter even rose to the level of maintaining the reputation of the sect.

When the disciples of the outer sect of the Mingyi Court heard this news, they would rather not be the Lingshi of the month, and they all went to the martial arts arena to join in the fun, instead of listening to Yao Shen's lecture.

Yao Cheng was about to get angry, but when he heard that it had something to do with Mo Wunian, his face was full of thoughtlessness, and there were fewer and fewer disciples who came to listen to his lectures recently......

The reason is also very simple, they all ran to find Mo Wunian to solve their doubts about cultivation.

"Senior Brother Mo, this competition between you and others is even related to the reputation of the sect, so Yao will not give lectures anymore, so go and join in your excitement. He smiled bitterly and muttered to himself, and walked towards the martial arts arena.

And it spread more and more until it reached the inner door.

Meng Xinghao rushed over with a flying spirit weapon, and some inner disciples rushed over one after another.

In a cave world with beautiful mountains and rivers in the inner gate, Zhou Deming rarely returned to the sect to discuss with Song Shuilu, but he heard a noisy sound outside.

"What's going on out there?" Zhou Deming stretched out his hand and grabbed the void, and an inner disciple was detained by him in the cave world.

After the disciple explained to him for a while, he said with a little anger on his face: "The battle of the sect's reputation? Is it Mo Wunian again? It has just been stable for a few days, why did I hear him fighting and doing things when I came back!

Some of the rumors turned into rumors, and he could still argue clearly, but Mo Wunian seemed to him to be a restless master, so he had a preconceived idea that this matter was mostly related to him.

"This is a grievance against the disciple of your sect, my disciple is used to being protected by me, and I know the reason for the matter. It's time for him to have a long memory. "Song Shuilu is not fake, originally even if she is not in her own sect now, she has to protect her disciples.

It's just that she heard that the person who wants to compete with her disciple is Mo Wunian, and she refuses to think of this strange young man who calls herself "Song Yatou", and for some reason she always has a feeling of facing the elders of the deceased sect.

"Alas, Song Daoyou, you better go with me and take a look, this disciple of my sect may not cause any trouble. Thinking of Mo Wunian, the master of peace, he was a little worried about him, he was only the third layer of the spirit induction, and Song Shuilu's disciple was the cultivation of the sixth layer of the spirit induction.

He didn't think that Mo Wunian could fight at so many levels like he did in Huang Antha Village! Lu Ping was just a casual cultivator, and he was categorically incomparable to the disciples of the great sects.

And he even felt that it was Lu Ping, who Mo Wunian and Wu Mu teamed up to sneak attack and kill, and there was a lot of luck in this.

Now in front of everyone's eyes, it is definitely not appropriate for Mo Wunian to make small moves, not to mention that now that this matter has risen to the level of the reputation of the sect, it is even more impossible!

Zhou Deming thought about it and thought about it, and the more he felt the need to go.

"Is Master Zhou worried that your sect's disciples won't be able to defeat my disciples? Song Shuilu seemed to see some of his thoughts, and said lightly.

"How can Song Daoyou see it?"

"Master Zhou, don't you know if you go and have a look?"

Zhou Deming wanted to ask clearly, but apparently Song Shuilu sold a pass.

There are already two teenagers in the martial arts arena of Mingyi Court, one is a young man in a gray robe, and the other is Mo Wunian.

Below it was a sea of people and a lot of people, looking at the two people on the field, everyone was talking:

"How can you let a person who is not doing his job go up, wasn't he just lectured by Master Zhou a few days ago?"

"You're a disciple who came back from the inner gate's outing, right? That was all the news from a few days ago!"

"But do you know that I still have news? The senior sister of the kid who competed with Senior Brother Mo on the field is called Xianyue, and she has a marriage contract with Senior Brother Mo!"

"Really!

......

In the discussion of everyone, Xianyue also learned about Mo Wunian's series of unprofessional things in the sect, but she also heard an outer disciple who had returned from the training of Zhao Guo talking about her.

At first, she didn't want to pay attention to it at all, just thought it was a passing ear, but later those people also gossiped more and more, saying that she and a fan girl had been jealous of Mo Wunian!

Years old said that compared to a year ago, her temperament was a lot calmer, and a lot of edges and corners were polished, but no matter how she pretended to be calm, she was just a girl who had just turned seventeen.

She was so angry that she trembled and clenched her silver teeth: "If you just talk nonsense and ruin my reputation, I will never die with you." ”。

For the girl's demonstration, those people simply ignored it, most of them were inner disciples, and they had a cultivator who asked the Dao Realm and would not be afraid of a monk in the Spirit Channeling Realm.

On the contrary, the person who said this at first did not think it was a big deal, and said with a wide mouth: "See! She is angry! This shows that what I said is true." ”。

This sentence also tore off the last layer of disguise of the young man of the first month, and when she saw that she couldn't do anything about them, she was so angry that she cried, crying like pear blossoms with rain, and I really felt sorry for me.

"As a disciple of my sect, this is how to chew the root of the tongue and slander the reputation of other girls' families! It seems that if you don't punish you for a few months, you won't have a long memory!" Zhou Deming had already rushed over, but as soon as he came, he heard someone talking about Song Shuilu's disciple like a woman with a long tongue, and he also felt that his face was irrelevant.

After all, Song Shuilu and her disciples are both guests, even if one of her disciples provoked first, but the other disciple didn't do anything, the people of her own sect said that she was like this, this is too unruly!

"Master Zhou, if any disciple of your sect dares to talk nonsense, then I will take action to discipline it on my behalf. Song Shuilu smiled again and again, he had really used his cultivation, and everyone present felt that there was a big mountain hanging over his head that might be pressed down at any time.

The oppression of the Zhen Spirit Realm, all present were a group of disciples of the Dao Realm and the Spirit Channeling Realm, and they naturally couldn't stand the oppression of several major realms.

"Yes, Song Daoyou, as long as you don't beat them to death, you can dispose of them!" Zhou Deming also used cultivation, and his voice was like thunder, and everyone present could hear it clearly.

It was only in his heart that he was also curious about when Mo Wunian and Xianyue had another incident, and after Song Shuilu explained to him next to him, he understood.

Seeing that it was the head of his own family who spoke, and the master of the family also used cultivation to warn, the disciples stopped and closed their mouths and became honest.

Xianyue has calmed down and returned to her youthful and old appearance, but the eyes that look at everyone are still angry, which means that her mood has not really calmed down.

The gray-robed young man on the field saw that his master also rushed over, thinking that he was here to support himself, and he really became fearless: "Come on! Show your cultivation!"

And there was already an extra silver spear in his hand, and after a few random sweeps in the air, there was a gust of wind on the field, which seemed to be a spiritual weapon of acceptable quality.

The young man behaved domineeringly, as if he looked down on the world.

"Let's get started. On the other hand, Mo Wunian's side is very ordinary, and his tone is so flat that people can't hear any spirits.

In fact, as far as he was concerned, he felt that this young man in a robe could have done something with him a long time ago, but he didn't say anything when he stood on the stage of the martial arts.

Mo Wunian also said it a long time ago, but he didn't have the final say.

After all, in public, if one of the two sides does not indicate that he is ready to start, then the competition cannot be held, which is related to the etiquette between the sect competitions.

It also seems that the gray-clothed Taoist robe is a young man, and he likes this feeling of being in the limelight as a young man.

Mo Wunian's idea was simple, he solved it early, he cleared it up a moment earlier, and then he also showed his cultivation.

The fifth layer of the spirit attraction is not very high! Even Liu Dewang, who was with him at the same time, is now in this realm.

But if you knew that he was a person with a first-order qualification for the Lingtai and had cultivated to this point in just one year, you would definitely be surprised!

Among them are Song Shuilu, Xianyue, Song Zhong, and Liu Dewang......

Of course, it was Zhou Deming who was most shocked, and at the same time, he was also quite happy, he felt that Mo Wunian should have listened to his words a little. It's just that among them, he also has some doubts and puzzles......

But no matter what, just this time, at least his attitude towards Mo Wunian has changed greatly, and he no longer feels that he is not doing his job.

He even really wanted to see what the result of the competition between Mo Wunian and this disciple of Song Shuilu would be.

"Haha, you are a small realm lower than me!Then I will win!" The young man in the Taoist robe saw that Mo Wunian's cultivation was lower than his own, but he was completely relaxed, and he looked at the black pressure under his eyes, he felt that he liked this feeling very much.

Song Shuilu looked at it but shook her head, she felt that her disciple's temperament was really too bad!

Sooner or later, one day his temperament will hurt him!

Faintly, she hoped that Mo Wunian could win, suppress her disciple, and sharpen his temperament.