Let’s Talk About That Guy Who Transmigrated to Pursue Me

"Zheng!"

Above the Shuiyun Zongbi Doutai, and under the eyes of the crowd, Canglan Sword let out a whine, and finally couldn't resist the continuous offensive on the opposite side, and simply broke into two neatly.

The whole audience was silent, except for the ding-dong sound when the broken sword fell.

At this moment, it was still glowing with a faint blue light, just like Wen Xuan's current blue face.

Only a moment later, even the blue light disappeared, but the opposite side was still so brilliant. A figure was wrapped in the layers of magical artifacts, holding a folding fan with aura, tilted his head and smiled triumphantly, "Brother, let it go."

With the sound of this sentence falling, all the disciples watching the battle finally reacted, and the buzzing discussion suddenly spread like a ripple.

"Won?"

"Brother Luo won Brother Wen!"

"Unexpectedly, Senior Brother Wen actually lost like this..."

"What are you surprised? Who doesn’t know, Brother Wen started five years earlier than Brother Luo, and built the foundation five years earlier, but was overtaken by Senior Brother Luo for a full five years at the Ningyuan pass. Whether it’s talent or ability, How many years ago he was no longer an opponent of Senior Brother Luo, he just avoided fighting, and now he finally has a victory."

"Hey, it's so..."

This sound was heard in Wen Xuan's ears, very clear, like loud slaps.

Wen Xuan took a breath, but his expression eased. He calmed down and hugged a fist at Luo Qingquan, "Junior Brother Luo, it hasn't been compared for many years. Your skill really has improved a lot. Brother is ashamed. Three years later, the seven schools of Xuanmen are in the competition and rely on you. I have mostly contributed to the sect."

After speaking, he flicked his sleeves, picked up the broken sword on the ground, and wanted to step down.

If you lose, you lose. He is not someone who can't afford to lose. What's more, this is just the Shuiyun Sect's inner big competition, the seven Profound Sect factions have decided a leader compared to the warm-up before the fight. The junior in the sect is capable, so he should be happy.

As a result, he had already walked to the edge of the stage with the broken sword, but Luo Qingquan did not intend to let him go.

The youth's clear voice came through the air, extremely harsh, "Since you are not my opponent at all, are you embarrassed to continue sitting in the position of this big brother?"

With a click, Wen Xuan stepped out with one foot, suddenly stiffened upon hearing the words, and had to take it back again.

Yes, Wenxuan is the senior brother of Shuiyunzong's generation of disciples. He has been sitting in this position for decades, and he didn't expect someone to rob him.

He turned back helplessly, "I don't think this is a question for the two of us to discuss."

As he said, he glanced over Luo Qingquan and looked at the elders of the sect who were watching the battle.

Excluding the dozen or so elders who are also in the Ning Yuan stage, there are three elders in the Jin Dan stage in the sect. Head Ji Ziang was sitting firmly in the center, twisting the small beard on his chin and pondering.

"Master Master." Luo Qingquan bowed and bowed, but his expression was still full of jealousy, even his voice was raised twice, "Brother Wen was the first to get started. I shouldn't have coveted this position. Brother Wen is the face of the sect. Since Brother Wen is not strong enough, he can't support this face, and it is reasonable to change others."

Really dare to say it! A person like Wen Xuan is inevitably a little sad and angry. But he didn't refute it either. After all, he...to be more awkward, he was really beaten up all the way, otherwise he wouldn't even be broken by the sword.

And with Luo Qingquan's voice, the juniors watching the battle naturally exploded.

"Brother Luo said it well!"

"That's what it's all about! Those who practice the Tao first, how can you stick to the time of getting started all day long!"

The two voices howled very loudly. Wen Xuan looked at it from the corner of his eyes and recognized that they were two juniors who had been close to Luo Qingquan in recent years.

Perhaps the headmaster never expressed his position, these two voices were getting louder and louder, but for a moment, they could be heard even 800 miles away. There are more and more people shouting with them, and gradually they are like a chorus, seeming to want to create a trend of "return of public opinion."

"The way of practice, the master first!"

"I implore the head to re-determine the position of Big Brother!"

"That's, why do you ride on everyone's head?"

"Don't go too far!" Finally, the disciples who tended to Wenxuan couldn't see it, and pinched them.

This pinch is a joke, and the two sides are tit-for-tat, and suddenly scolds.

"What's going too far? Shouldn't those who can do it?"

"Fart! Is winning or losing everything? How many things Brother Wen has done for the sect for so many years, why don't you see it!"

"You just fart!"

Cursing and cursing, some people even rolled up their sleeves, and they were about to upgrade from mouth to hands.

But Ji Ziang was still thinking there.

As for the other two golden core elders next to him, a potbellied old man was laughing, and the other beautiful female nun frowned, obviously disagreeing.

In short, they didn't mean to control the chaos underneath. Luo Qingquan was even more proud of the momentum.

"What kind of style!"

It was Wen Xuan who shouted this last.

He faced the group of disciples who watched the game, frowned, shouting with confidence, familiarity, and sound like a bell, and immediately suppressed everyone.

Some people were even stunned. Because at this moment, it was the people who tended to Wenxuan to join the war one after another, and when they gradually gained the upper hand, it was almost the time when the people under Luo Qingquan's group were beaten to the ground. Suddenly being drunk like this is still quite aggrieved.

"Look at what kind of occasion this is." Wen Xuan slowed down, but his voice remained loud and loud, "The head and the elders are still here, but you guys are in this way. Is it reasonable?"

Many people lowered their heads in shame as soon as this said.

Of course, those who are willing to be obedient are those who are originally inclined to Wen Xuan. At this time, they withdrew from the battle, just to make the people under Luo Qingquan proud.

Wen Xuan's eyes were already swept away like cold and electric.

Step by step, he walked off the competition platform and stood in front of the two who had screamed the most.

"Junior Brother Zhao." He called one of them.

This person didn't expect that he would recognize himself, but he was a little flattered.

"Last month's assessment of cultivation base, I remember you regressed a lot, it can be said to be terrible." As a result, Wen Xuan immediately said, "If this continues, when the assessment at the end of the year comes, I am worried about whether you can continue in the inner door. Stay."

With a brush, this person's face paled.

"And you, Junior Brother Feng." Wen Xuan looked at another person again, "You worshipped Uncle Qi as a teacher, and you vowed to learn alchemy with him, but this month...no, for three whole months, you How many times have you been in the Dan room?"

"Does it have anything to do with you?" This Junior Brother Feng's expression was ugly all of a sudden, but he still insisted, "Why do you bother?"

"Of course it does matter. As long as I stay in this position for one day, whether your cultivation level or other homework is good, I should take care of it." Wen Xuan stood with his hand in his hand, pursing his lips slightly, "And if you have no thoughts, It’s better to explain earlier, because there are so many people who need those resources more than you."

This Junior Brother Feng was finally blocked with nothing to say, his lips trembling white.

Wen Xuan walked back step by step, leaving only one sentence, "The one who reaches the path of spiritual practice is first-I hope you can remember this sentence yourself, and always know what you should do the most. All day long, in order to delve into some other methods and delay one's own practice, put the cart before the horse."

When he walked to the bidou stage again, the stage was already quiet, and the previous noise was no longer visible.

And when he stood in front of Luo Qingquan again, Luo Qingquan's proud face was obviously not so good-looking anymore.

"Junior Brother Luo." Wen Xuan said, "Whether the position of the senior brother should be re-determined, you can propose at any time when you call on the head of the meeting. But you want to see the chaos before everyone...are you happy?"