Before the empress becomes black, adopt her as a villain

"Then Ning Wuxian really said that?!"

In the Hermit Valley Renren Sect's residence, Chen Tiange listened to the disciple's report, and his eyes were surprised.

"You didn't tell him that by joining the Human Sect, Elder Ben could make him a named disciple directly?"

"Said, but he didn't look very surprised..." Chen

Tiange leaned in front of the young disciple who was respectfully reporting with a bitter face.

"Huh?" Chen Tiange's eyes widened a little more, "This kid has a bit of a personality." "

How many young talents of the Immortal Sect have squeezed their heads and want to join my Human Sect, and even willingly started as a servant, and my side directly promoted him to a named disciple, he actually wants to increase the price?!"

Chen Tiange's white eyebrows wrinkled together, although he was very optimistic about Ning Wuxie, he couldn't help but feel displeased in his heart.

"You go and tell him that joining the Human Sect can get Elder Ben's personal guidance, give Dao Grade Exercises and magic weapons, and guarantee the Great Martial Hall in the future!"

"If he still doesn't appreciate it, that's it!"

Chen Tiange waved his big hand, as if sulking.

Although he was a Taishang Elder of the Renzong, he could not ignore the rules and regulations of the Renzong system and forcibly promote a young cultivator, otherwise the Renzong would not let him.

The treatment he can give is already the best within his ability, and if Ning Wuxian still does not accept it, then it can only be said that it is all because of this.

Young people can be a little angry, but if they go too far, they will become proud!

Chen Tiange was free on the surface, but in fact, he was still hoping in his heart.

Ning Wuxie, what an honor it is to join my human sect, quickly wake up and seize this precious opportunity...

In the Elder Pavilion of the Hermit Valley, a similar scene is taking place.

When Zhou Wuling heard the disciple's report, he laughed angrily on the spot.

"Good fellow, this young man!"

"You go and remind him what it means to be a closed disciple of the hermit power!"

The more Zhou Wuling spoke, the more angry he became, and his white beard was blown up.

"The old guys' hundreds of years of inheritance of the mantle, the saint-level immortal-level exercises, are not enough to enter his eyes?!"

"His grandmother's, the little things love to come, don't love to pull down!"

"I look at this person's character, and the future is also the life of our scattered cultivation!" Zhou Wuling laughed angrily.

The disciples who obeyed the orders under the seat also smiled when they heard this, and nodded their heads in approval.

Where have you seen such a proud person, the Confucian hermit valley of the human sect came to him, and picked?

Hermit Valley, Confucian station.

Different from the mighty and fierce of the Renzong, the elegant and simple of the Elder Pavilion, and the Confucian courtyard, the decoration can be described as extremely luxurious, but it is not conventional.

Jade bamboo jade case jade wall tiles, Confucianism advocates gentlemen like jade, gentle and elegant, so the courtyard can be seen everywhere valuable jade products. There is almost no vulgar color such as gold red.

The whole courtyard, like a fairy pavilion built of clear azure and moist ivory white, shining and transparent, shining brightly.

In the main hall, Dong Fangbai and several other Confucian disciples who came here sat together.

As soon as the disciple finished reporting Ning Wuxie's reply, before Dong Fangbai could express his position, a tall and thin man with narrow eyes stood up on the spot.

"This guy is also too arrogant, I see that I am a Confucian, I don't need such a person!"

After he finished speaking, several other Confucian disciples also nodded, their faces indignant.

"Yin Pingzhi, don't be impatient." Dong Fangbai soothed, "Listen to Cang Ran's opinion first."

He turned his head to Meng Cangran, who was sitting on the other side.

"Cangran, what do you think of you completing the task with this young man in the demon domain?"

Meng Cangran also stood up with a loud voice and bowed his hand to Dong Fangbai, his expression extremely excited.

"Uncle Dong, Ning Wuxian is a person with profound cultivation, good conduct, and a gentleman's posture! We Confucians must win it over!

"He said this for no other reason, it must be to test our sincerity!"

"Oh?" Dong Fangbai was stunned, he didn't expect Meng Cangran's evaluation of Ning Wuxian to be so high.

When he heard the disciple's report just now, he was also a little dissatisfied in his heart.

But Meng Cangran actually said that Ning Wuxian had the posture of a gentleman, which was a super high evaluation for the Confucian family!

He was a little uncertain again, and decided to listen to Meng Cangran's words, after all, he had the most contact with Ning Wuxie, and he was still his senior brother's beloved disciple.

"Ning Wuxian this person, decent, not smiling, firm and persistent in his heart, must be a person who can do great things!"

"He loves and cares for his Daoist very much, and when I was trapped in the demon domain, he sacrificed his life to rush to the front and came to rescue me."

"His mind and mind are also one by one, and some of the life insights he casually said made the disciples also have endless memories and feel that they have gained something!"

Dong Fangbai's expression gradually became strange, "Is it? "

In his mind, he involuntarily appeared in the forest outside the Five Peaks Valley, Ning Wuxian couldn't help but break his Dao heart, and defeated it, forcing Li Luobing to hold his thigh and beg for mercy, and carved a life curse on her...

To some extent, it is also in line.

But if it's his enemy, maybe he doesn't think so.

The more Meng Cangran spoke, the more excited he became, and his cheeks turned slightly red.

"No matter what he asks, we'd better meet him!" This person will definitely be able to carry forward my Confucian way in the future!

"Ridiculous!" Yin Pingzhi on the opposite side snorted coldly and scoffed.

"Junior Brother Meng, are you afraid that you were not cursed by him, why are you so kneeling and licking?!"

"But I heard that this guy once cooperated with the Hehuanzong and filmed that kind of photo ball!"

"Is this what you call 'decent'?"

Yin Pingzhi sneered.

Meng Cangran's face suddenly changed:

"You talk nonsense! How could Brother Ning shoot that kind of thing, have you seen it with your own eyes?

Yin Pingzhi was stunned when he heard this, and looked away a little embarrassed.

He is Meng Cangran's senior brother and the leader of the Confucian generation, and is expected to win the title of the seven-year Confucian "Twelve Young Sages".

He has been looking forward to this for a long time, because this is not only a recognition, but also a real power and resources.

The twelve young sages are selected by the Confucian elders, and the Dong Fangbai in front of him is also one of the judges.

How could he admit that he had seen the photo ball of the Hehuan Sect, this was not the work of a gentleman!

“...... Naturally, I haven't seen it.

"You haven't seen what you say! You are slandering out of thin air, with the heart of a villain to the belly of a gentleman!

Meng Cangran pointed at him and scolded.

Yin Pingzhi was stunned, and had to relax: "It's just that I've heard such rumors, take it out as a reference, and don't want the villain to blend into my Confucianism..."

Meng Cangran heard this, raised his hand to support his forehead, and sighed.

Brother Ning is a true gentleman, why do these people just not believe?

Brother Ning and I were born into death, can I still not understand him?

These guys, xenophobic and stingy, narrow-minded, listen to rumors ... With this gang of people, how can you carry forward the way of a good saint!

He sat down and looked heartbroken.

Seeing that Yin Pingzhi no longer objected, Dong Fangbai asked again:

"Then Cangran, what do you think we should give well?"

"Spirit stones or something, naturally it is enough, but I am afraid that this Ning Wuxian is elegant and will not look at the copper smell."

Seeing that Dong Fangbai supported himself, Meng Cangran suddenly came to the spirit.

"Uncle Master, if you agree, it's better to leave this matter to me!"

"Didn't Zong Li say that all disciples who complete the task are rewarded?"

"I successfully obtained the blood of Bai Ze this time, and the reward I want is to ask the sect to let Brother Ning join my Confucian family no matter what!"

Hearing this, Dong Fangbai was stunned, and even Yin Pingzhi and several other disciples on the opposite side were dumbfounded.

Does this guy really believe that this Ning Wu Innocence can make a big difference in Confucianism?

Dong Fangbai looked serious and thought carefully for a moment.

Finally, he nodded slowly.

"Well, I'll leave it to you, whatever he wants, you can decide by yourself, I believe you also have a number in your heart."

"Who made you really do a great job this time."

What he didn't say was: And your master is still the head of the seven supreme saints of my Confucianism?

"Uncle Xie!"

Meng Cangran immediately stood up, bowed to thank him, and hurriedly strode out of the Confucian station.

......

At this time, Ning Wuxian was still leading Xuan'er and Bai Porridge to make a spiritual pet contract at the Hundred Beast Gate.

Ning Bai porridge tightened in Xuan'er's arms, only sticking out a white head.

"Miss, it's really not impossible for me to be your spirit pet~"

Her big purple eyes looked at Xuan'er, with a pitiful look.

"No, if you say it's your brother's, it's your brother's, and you have to listen to him."

Xuan'er touched her head and refused.

"Besides, is it different from my brother and me, my brother and I will never be separated."

"Isn't that right, brother?"

Xuan'er turned her head to look at Ning Wuxian beside her, her cheeks were crimson, and her face was springy.

Ning Wuxian smiled and touched Xuan'er's head: "Of course."

"Why are you always blushing today, are you hot on your body?" He asked again.

Since last night, Xuan'er has been looking at herself strangely, and she often blushes.

Ask her what's wrong, and she doesn't say.

I don't know what is going on in the little girl's heart....

"Yes, it's really hot..."

Xuan'er was stunned, lied, and then turned her head and forcibly calmed down.

Younger sister! I'm his sister!

Why can't you help it!

She coughed twice and returned to her calm and indifferent expression.

"Next~" The last person to make the contract in front was completed, and it was Ning Wuxie's turn.

"Yo, such a beautiful little girl, do you want to make a contract?"

The master of the Hundred Beasts Gate was a man with a thick-looking face, and when he saw Xuan'er holding the white porridge, he asked with a smile.

"No, it's me and this little thing."

Ning Wuxian stretched out his hand and took out the white porridge from Xuan'er's arms.

The white porridge was weak in all fours, hanging in Ning Wuxie's hands, and his face was loveless.