PFC Chapter 377 Junior Brother is using his waist to exchange for magic weapon again (24)
Chapter 377 Junior Brother is using his waist to exchange for magic weapon again (24)
There was also silence in Lingxiao Palace.
Xiang Wenshan's high-sounding words did not ease Elder Haoran's ugly expression.
At this moment he suddenly realized that he had overthought.
Xiang Wenshan’s talent for cultivation is indeed good. Such a talent has not appeared in Lingtian Sect or the entire Eastern Continent for a long time.
However, this is only good in the eyes of these people.
But in the eyes of Elder Cangming, they are no different from ordinary people.
What ordinary people think is good, what does it mean in the eyes of Elder Cangming?
Everyone seemed to have always felt that Elder Cangming was very anxious to have a disciple.
But no one has ever thought that for the sake of this disciple, he was unwilling to even ascend to heaven, so what was he in such a hurry?
Is that just a disciple?
The other elders turned their heads, all seeming to want to comfort him.
Elder Haoran raised his hand and stopped everyone from saying anything.
"Wen Shan is not strong enough and has made a fool of himself."
Elder Lei Ming sneered, but was unwilling to let him go.
"Not having enough strength is not a sin. It's obvious that your strength is average, but you pretend to be rare in hundreds of years. This is the ridiculous thing about you Cangwu Peak."
Elder Haoran was naturally unhappy to hear this, and immediately retorted: "Wen Shan's cultivation speed is seen by all of you. Am I the only one who says that he has a high talent? Or can I lie about this and hide it from you?"
"So cultivating immortals only depends on the speed of cultivation? If so, wouldn't it be faster to go astray? Look at Xiang Wenshan's journey. As a senior brother, he indulged his junior brothers and sisters in bullying the weakest disciples. He only remembered to cultivate, but forgot how to write the words "cultivating the mind"!"
Elder Haoran was left speechless.
Elder Lei Ming looked at the water curtain and shook his head slightly.
"Even your own daughter obeys this disciple's orders, but you never think it's a problem. You only care about cultivation and not about character, Elder Haoran, this is the result of your indulgence."
Seeing his sharp words, the other elders stepped forward to act as peacemakers.
"Elder Lei Ming, please stop talking. Elder Haoran is very upset right now."
"What's there to be sad about?" Elder Lei Ming retorted, "I'll just be watching here. If he pulls out the Wushuang Sword, I'll go to Qingyun Peak to ask for an explanation. At least I'll let Elder Cangming convince me that he is worthy of the Wushuang Sword."
"Okay, okay, you are just talking after the fact. If you had said it earlier, Elder Haoran would have been mentally prepared."
"They are quarreling inside and we are quarreling outside. What a scene."
"The results are out, so let's not talk about it anymore. Let's see how they perform in the future."
Everyone was making a lot of noise, only Elder Yue Ci sat aside, continuing to watch the water curtain with relish.
The images in the water curtain appear back and forth on the bodies of each disciple, so it is not possible to transmit all their situations back all the time.
But as soon as the scene turned to Xing Chen and Xuan Luo, he would look for details without blinking.
Elder Yueci thought to himself, is he looking for a disciple or a Taoist partner?
He prefers to find a Taoist partner.
But so far, no obvious ambiguous scenes have been seen in the water curtain.
At this time, Elder Yueci was like a matchmaker, eager to see their progress.
I was so anxious that I wanted to press their heads through the water curtain while they were talking and give them a kiss on the spot.
The gods descend to the mortal world for love, the flowers on the high mountains fall into the mud, the more I think about it, the more excited I get.
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In the realm of virtual logic.
After listening to Xiang Wenshan's high-sounding speech, Xing Chen laughed secretly.
Elder Cangming’s title is really useful. He can be moved wherever needed.
Now that you can't draw your sword, you start talking sweet words. Where were you before?
No sword is better than a sword. If that's the case, then why did you draw the sword in the first place?
Xing Chen had no interest in the Wushuang Sword at first. He just wanted to accompany Fu Jun and had no intention of trying to pull it out.
But at this moment he suddenly changed his mind and wanted to try pulling it out.
Although the wish he made to Xuan Luo at the beginning was just for a spirit beast, but after being tossed around like that for so long, he felt it was enough to make another wish.
desire.
That was exchanged for his waist, and he deserved it.
As for this wish that he had not told Xuan Luo in advance, it depends on whether there is a tacit understanding between the two of them.
Isn't it said that people are in tune with each other? It depends on whether he can communicate with me.
If he doesn't understand, then don't think he will understand even if we meet in the dream today.
All other disciples of Cangwu Peak have never drawn their swords.
After Xiang Wenshan said that, they were in a dilemma whether to pull it out or not.
If I pull it out, it would be like slapping Wen Shan in the face. If I don’t pull it out, it’s already come to this and I’ll feel unwilling.
They exchanged glances cautiously.
Yan Qianqian was keenly aware of everyone's emotions. She glanced at the Wushuang Sword, and although her eyes were filled with regret and reluctance, she quickly retracted her gaze.
“I think what Senior Brother Wenshan said is right. For cultivation, the weapon in your hand is always just a foil.
Weapons that are too powerful are not good for cultivation. Over time, they will make us dependent on them and forget to improve our own practice.
If any of you still want to try to see if you can draw the sword, you can try. But I have decided that I will never touch the Wushuang Sword until I reach the Foundation Establishment Stage. "
The junior sister has already set an example. The progress of others in cultivation is basically worse than hers, so naturally there is nothing else to say and they can only respond.
"Junior sister is right." Wei Canyang quickly expressed his loyalty.
"I will never touch it until I reach the foundation building stage."
"At first I felt regretful, but then I thought that even Senior Brother Wenshan couldn't pull it out, so how could I possibly pull it out? Why should I humiliate myself?"
"That's it."
"Let's leave here and go to the Misty Forest."
"..."
While they were talking, Xing Chen leaned close to Xuan Luo's ear and asked, "Brother, do you want the Wushuang Sword?"
Xuan Luo shook his head, "I don't want it. I can't pull it out. I came here just to let you pull it out and watch the fun."
Xing Chen thought that they both wanted to go together, they both had no other ideas and came for each other.
Hey, does this count as telepathy?
Tsk, what are you thinking about?
Xuan Luo lowered his head and asked him, "Xing Chen, do you want the Wushuang Sword?"
Xing Chen answered honestly: "I didn't want it originally, but I do now."
"Then go and give it a try." Xuan Luo encouraged him.
Xing Chen was still a little worried, afraid that he would be slapped in the face.
But his stronger desire was to hit Wen Shan in the face.
So he gritted his teeth and stamped his feet, "Let's give it a try."
It doesn't cost any ticket money anyway.
Xing Chen squeezed from behind the crowd to the front.
Xiang Wenshan's complexion finally improved because of Yan Qianqian's support.
He was clearly able to save face thanks to Yan Qianqian, but then he turned around and started to put on airs, looking at everyone with a haughty look on his face.
Xing Chen walked over to him, curled his lips and smiled, then walked towards the Wushuang Sword in a casual manner.