The square was silent, and everyone's eyes flashed with disbelief. Looking at the young man standing under the pillar of the sword, the hearts of countless disciples suddenly felt a little ridiculous, they used to regard such a genius as an idiot? If he was an idiot, then what was himself.

Looking at Wen Lun beside him, Chen Di just wanted to say something more, but suddenly his face froze, and a trace of complexity flashed in his eyes.

"Wen Lun, this disciple, I'm afraid you're ..."

Wen Lun, who was originally stunned, stiffened, his complexion slowly returned to normal, and there was a hint of self-deprecation in his eyes.

"Lao Tzu knows that I can't teach such a disciple. ”

Chen Di sighed and did not speak. He was waiting, and if such a vision appeared, the sect would definitely send someone over.

Not long after, Chen Di felt a flower in front of him, and a square-faced old man appeared in front of him. Looking at the old man in front of him, Chen Di's face changed greatly, and he hurriedly clasped his hands into fists and bowed deeply.

"Chen Di, I have seen the ancestor. ”

"Meet the Patriarch. The disciples of the various peaks in the audience also bowed to the old man one after another, their faces full of awe.

The square-faced old man looked indifferent, nodded slightly, and counted as a response. Looking at the sword pillar beside him, the old man sighed deeply.

"Three thousand years of Sword Gate, finally the first one appeared. ”

Turning his head to look at Ye Lingchuan, the old man's originally solemn face faintly had a hint of softness, and with a flick of his big sleeves, the old man turned around and walked out of the square.

"Come with me and enter the Sword Gate Peak to practice. ”

The other miscellaneous disciples didn't react when they heard this, but when all the official disciples of Sword Gate Peak heard this, their faces changed suddenly, and their eyes were full of disbelief. Chen Di on the side looked at the young man in front of him, and there was even a hint of envy in his eyes. Jianmen Peak is the cultivation place of the three god ancestors.

Wen Lun, who was originally smiling casually, unconsciously clenched his fists when he heard this, leaned less, and let go in a dejected manner, and the self-deprecation on his face became even stronger.

"Go, boy, Jianmen Peak is the cultivation place of the Avatar Ancestor. Over the years, you have been the first disciple to be included in the Sword Gate Peak. ”

Looking at Wen Lun beside him, Ye Lingchuan tilted his head, looked at the square-faced old man, and bowed with his fists.

"Thank you seniors for your kindness, but I already have a master, and I forgive my disciples for not being able to obey their fate. ”

There was silence in the square.

Everyone looked at Ye Lingchuan like a madman, and felt ridiculous in their hearts. He—He refused? He rejected the opportunity that no one had ever had before to climb the Sword Gate Peak? He refused to become a disciple of the Avatar Patriarch? And all this was just because he wanted to worship a knot as a master?

The square-faced old man's figure was stunned, and he slowly turned around, and a powerful momentum suddenly emanated from the old man's body and pressed towards Ye Lingchuan.

"Who's your master?"

The huge pressure made Ye Lingchuan a little breathless, but a smile bloomed on his face.

"Qinglian Peak, Wen Lun. ”

The square-faced old man was stunned when he heard this, and then a touch of anger appeared on his face, and an even more powerful coercion erupted from his body.

"Wen Lun, do you know that he is the shame of my Sword Sect? He has only the cultivation of the Dan, but his combat power can only be as good as the condensation of the Qi Consummation. ”

Ye Lingchuan's bones clicked all over his body, but the smile on his face became brighter and brighter.

"The disciple doesn't know. ”

Hearing Ye Lingchuan's answer, the anger on the square-faced old man's face decreased slightly, and he restrained the momentum on his body.

"Then let me go. ”

"Why do you want to go with your seniors?"

"I went to Jianmen Peak to practice. ”

"When did the disciple say that he was going to go to Jianmen Peak to practice?"

The square-faced old man's eyes froze, and a monstrous coercion rushed towards Ye Lingchuan.

"Are you playing tricks on the old man, are you saying that even so, you have to worship him as a teacher?"

Beads of sweat slowly fell from Ye Lingchuan's forehead, and his whole body kept trembling, the coercion of the Avatar Monk could not be said to be him, even the Monk Jiedan could not bear it, but even if he almost crushed his teeth, he still stood in the center of the square like a sword, and his legs were not even bent in the slightest. Looking at the square-faced old man in front of him, Ye Lingchuan's body suddenly burst out with an extremely sharp aura, which made the old man's complexion change.

"Yes. ”

The old man snorted coldly, stepped forward, and the coercion around his body almost condensed into substance, and just when Ye Lingchuan was almost unable to bear it, a figure inserted between him and the old man.

"Master, I'm just such a disciple, if I get hurt, I don't have a place to cry. ”

Wen Lun, who had endured all the pressure of the old man, said lightly, but his trembling body made people understand that he was also very difficult at this time. Just when the old man's brows were even more angry, his palm was raised, and he was about to make the next move, suddenly a spiritual light flashed from a distance and fell into the center of the old man's eyebrows. The square-faced old man's expression became a little stunned, frowned and thought for a moment, glanced at Ye Lingchuan and Wen Lun, snorted unwillingly, retracted his momentum, waved his big sleeves, and disappeared in place.

"Whoever you love to worship, as long as you don't regret it in the future. ”

Wen Lun, who was instantly lighter, bared his teeth and moved his body, turned to look at the young man behind him, and his eyes flashed with a touch of softness.

"You're not a fool, don't you want such an opportunity?"

Looking at Wen Lun, Ye Lingchuan grinned, tilted his head and said, "I'm afraid you're not a fool, dare to grab a disciple with the Divine Transformation Ancestor?"

Wen Lun was stunned for a moment, then laughed, and gently patted Ye Lingchuan's shoulder, tears flashing in his eyes.

"Let's go, follow me back to Qinglian Peak. ”

"Master," Ye Lingchuan looked at Wen Lun affectionately, "I can't move." ”

......

The root bone test is over, but what happened in this test is deeply engraved in the hearts of everyone in the Sword Sect, and it is difficult to forget. The miscellaneous disciple who was considered an idiot by everyone became the first Ten Swords disciple of the Sword Gate in three thousand years, and his talent was unmatched. But what is even more unbelievable is that this disciple refused the invitation of the patriarch, and instead chose to worship under a Jiedan monk, and this Jiedan monk, who was called the weakest Jiedan by the Jianmen, has never received a disciple since he started. Each of these things is unbelievable, but they all happened to one person.

Ye Lingchuan.

The entire Sword Sect knew this name, some people thought he was a fool, and some people admired his choice, but whether it was jealousy or envy, there was one thing that no one denied. That is, a genius was born in Jianmen, as long as he does not die, there will definitely be another great monk in Jianmen in the future. Qinglian Peak, which was originally unattended, now every Sword Sect disciple who passed by here would stop and watch silently.

And in the cave mansion at the top of Qinglian Peak, Wen Lun looked at Ye Lingchuan who was sleeping in front of him, and was a little speechless in his heart. I resisted him back to the cave, and before he could say some touching words, he heard a voice "Master, I'm going to sleep", and then I watched him sleep until now. It wasn't until Wen Lun was about to use his spiritual power to wake Ye Lingchuan up that the young man in front of him twisted twice, stretched his waist, and opened his eyes.

"Master, good morning. ”

"You have a big heart, you can fall asleep like this, do you know what kind of master you worshipped?" Looking at Ye Lingchuan, Wen Lun felt a little funny in his heart, this young man didn't know what he had done.

"The weakest knot pill can only beat the Qi Condensation Cultivator, is there anything else?" Ye Lingchuan said with a grin.

A hint of obscurity flashed in Wen Lun's eyes, and he shook his head, a casual smile on his face.

"Also, your master, this Qinglian Peak is only you and me from top to bottom, and you are the first disciple of Lao Tzu in his life. Also, there is no one in the Sword Gate who does not laugh at your master, and I am a shame in the Sword Gate. ”

Wen Lun paused, looked at Ye Lingchuan, there was hesitation in his eyes, but it turned into firmness in an instant.

"Even so, you are willing to worship me as a teacher? If you regret it, I will go to the Jianmen Peak to ask the ancestor, and then accept you as an apprentice, with your qualifications, the ancestor will definitely open the net, and at that time..."

"Master, then I am the eldest disciple of this Qinglian Peak. Before Wen Lun could finish speaking, Ye Lingchuan interrupted him, and a look of determination flashed in his eyes.

Hearing this, Wen Lun only felt a warm heart. Looking at Ye Lingchuan steadily, Wen Lun smiled softly.

"Yes, you are. ”

There was a mountain peak in the Sword Gate, towering into the clouds, and the whole body was dark, and every Sword Gate disciple who passed by it would look at this mountain peak with reverence.

Jianmen Peak.

And just above the mountain peak, the square-faced old man of that day was talking angrily to a white-robed young man.

"Senior Brother in charge, why did you send me a message that day, telling me to stop worrying about this matter? That is the disciple who lit up the Ten Sword Diagrams, how could Wen Lun be able to teach him? Take the Sword Gate Peak, that child will definitely be the mainstay of the Sword Gate in the future, and my Sword Gate will be able to have one more Divine Transformation Cultivator!" Looking at the young man in front of him, the old man's face was full of confusion and anger. Who would have thought that the head of the Sword Sect, the great monk in the late stage of the Transformation of the Gods, would be such a young appearance.

Looking at the square-faced old man with an angry face in front of him, the white-robed young man smiled and said, "Senior Brother Yan, you are still like this. Think about it, why does that kid insist on worshipping Wenlun as a teacher?"

"What can it be for? It's not just a boring thanksgiving. The square-faced old man let out a disdainful snort from his nose.

"That's right, it's a thanksgiving report. When he was about to be expelled from the school, Wen Lun chose him and gave him a chance, and when he shined, he also returned Wen Lun's favor. And under the pressure of a god-transforming monk, he can still insist on his own choice, which shows that this child has an excellent heart and values love and righteousness. The white-robed young man nodded and spoke.

"So what, only Wen Lun can teach him to value love and righteousness, or do you think my Yan Jiang is ruthless and unjust?" The square-faced old man's originally somewhat relaxed face turned up again, and he looked at the senior brother in front of him with wide eyes.

"Of course not, valuing love and righteousness just means that he will hardly betray his master in the future," the white-robed young man shook his head and chuckled, and when he raised his head, his face became more serious than ever, "The main reason why I made this decision is the Tianxing Talisman. ”

"Senior brother, you mean..."Yan Jiang stood up suddenly, his face full of excitement.

"That's right, since the fall of the last generation of Tianxingzi, Tianxingfu has never been able to find its owner. But when the ten swords were all bright that day, the Tianxing Fu even had to break free from my control and fly directly to the Tianxing Square. So, junior brother, it's not that I don't teach, it's that I can't teach. Looking at Yan Jiang in front of him, the eyes of the white-robed young man gradually became deeper. "So, whoever is his master can do it. In that case, why don't you let him choose for himself? As long as he is a disciple of the Sword Sect. ”

"At the very least, Jianmen Peak can provide him with the best resources, exercises, and magic weapons. Yan Jiang still said with some reluctance.

The white-robed young man raised his head, his eyes seemed to penetrate the stone wall in front of him, crossed thousands of distances, and fell towards Qinglian Peak and Ye Lingchuan's body.

"He doesn't practice at Jianmen Peak, what should be given, he can also give. ”

"Tianxingzi's road, no one can arrange it for him. What we have to do is to protect him, so that even if he falls, he will fall on the path he adheres to. ”

"Will it fall like a comet, or will it become the first Ten Sword Heavenly Traveler of my Sword Sect. ”

"It's all up to him!"