"Greetings, Master!"

As soon as Leng Feiyan appeared, all Tianyan disciples stood up at the same time.

Disciples and elders from other sects also stood up and saluted.

Master Leng's powerful aura could not be ignored by anyone.

Xiang Zijie, who was mocked by Leng Feiyan as being inferior to Lin Jichen, was very unwilling.

He wanted to find such a powerful master like Lin Jichen, and this master was more beautiful than a fairy...

Of course, Xiang Zijie did not dare to refute Leng Feiyan's words, but immediately knelt down on the spot with a warm face, and his tone was almost pleading.

"I, Xiang Zijie, know that I am inferior to your disciple, but I am no worse than anyone else in my desire for the sword. My greatest wish in this life is to be a disciple of Master Leng. Even if I can only be a nominal disciple, I will have no regrets in this life. I beg Master Leng to fulfill my wish!"

However, Leng Feiyan's expression remained unchanged, her eyes were calm, and she said, "I have said that I will not accept trash."

Xiang Zijie was not willing to be mocked by Leng Feiyan, and said in a muffled voice, "Master Leng, although I admit that I am not as good as Lin Jichen, I am not so unbearable in your eyes. At least, no other disciple of Tianyan Sword Sect can match me! If I am trash, then aren't they all worse than trash?"

Wow!

Xiang Zijie's words angered all the disciples of the sect.

"Master, please allow me to compete with him!" Li Mu was the first to be dissatisfied.

The third senior brother Zhang Chaohai came out with an indignant look on his face and said: "No need for the second senior brother to do it, I can do it."

Many inner hall disciples stood up and asked for a fight.

Nangong Yue also stood up and said: "Master, you don't need me to do it, I can beat him to pieces!"

The disciples were indignant and wanted to challenge Xiang Zijie.

Xiang Zijie is indeed a man that even Chen Yuan is ashamed of. With just one sentence, all the disciples of the sect put him on the blacklist.

Just when everyone asked for a challenge, Leng Feiyan had a sharp eye and exposed Xiang Zijie's secret at a glance.

"You were originally an ordinary cultivator. It should be a coincidence that you discovered Feng Yangzi's soul tomb, right?"

Xiang Zijie didn't expect Leng Feiyan to see through it at a glance, but he didn't panic or deny it, but admitted it generously.

"Yes, this is my chance. Is there any problem with this?"

Leng Feiyan said calmly: "You can find the relics of a strong man and inherit his unique skills and treasures. Of course, there is no problem. It shows that you are very lucky and blessed."

Xiang Zijie was happy and smiled, but the next second, the smile froze.

Leng Feiyan changed the subject and continued: "But don't think that you have inherited Feng Yangzi's mantle and you are complacent. It is your chance that you can encounter Feng Yangzi's soul tomb, but you are greedy and eager to succeed. You also took the sword spirit he left in the world for yourself. Even the realm was forcibly improved by the elixir he left behind. Am I right?"

Xiang Zijie was startled, and his eyes were erratic and nervous.

"What's the problem?"

Leng Feiyan snorted coldly and said, "The sword spirit is the last remnant soul left by the great sword cultivator in the world. Although it contains a trace of the sword, it is more of a soul left behind with an unfulfilled wish. He hopes that the people who inherit his mantle in the future can help him fulfill his wish. But you forcibly occupied Feng Yangzi's spirit. For the sake of that little bit of sword understanding, you ruthlessly refined and devoured your 'mentor'. What's the difference between this act of killing your teacher and that of a beast?"

What!

Everyone was shocked and looked at Xiang Zijie in unison, their eyes full of disgust and contempt.

Xiang Zijie was struck by lightning, his body trembled uncontrollably, and his eyes gradually showed a look of fear.

The elder beside him was also unbelievable and asked him, "Zijie, is what Master Leng said true?"

Xiang Zijie was immediately sweating, panicked, and hesitant to answer.

Leng Feiyan then commented: "First, although you have reached the late stage of the Nascent Soul, you were easily defeated by my disciple. You are far inferior to him in talent and strength. Even most of the disciples in our sect are much more talented than you."

"Second, in order to improve your cultivation, you were eager for success and used elixirs to force a breakthrough. As a result, although your realm is high, your strength is unstable. It also shows that you are impatient and have no determination. My disciple is down-to-earth and steady. He never rushes to break through. "Third, once a teacher, always a father. In order to improve your cultivation, you inherited Feng Yangzi's legacy, but you still killed your teacher and father. It can be seen that you are ambitious and have a heart as vicious as a scorpion. My disciple respects his teacher and is filial. In terms of filial piety, he is far better than you." "The following three points are enough to prove that there is a world of difference between you and my disciple. My disciple is gold and jade, while you are just rotten cotton. From this, it can be seen that you are not only unworthy of enteringEven my Tianyan Sword Sect would not accept you as a disciple!"

After these words, Xiang Zijie collapsed on the ground, his face pale.

Nangong Wu on the other side secretly rejoiced that he did not accept him as a disciple, otherwise Feng Yangzi's tragedy would be repeated on him in the future?

Li Mu, who was upright, stood up directly and said angrily: "You are such a despicable villain, how can you live in this world? Master, let me kill him and avenge Senior Feng Yangzi!"

"That's right! Kill him!"

"Such a person is worse than pigs and dogs, even worse than a demon cultivator!"

"A person with a vicious heart is also worthy of holding a sword? "

....

All the disciples were grumbling about getting rid of Xiang Zijie as soon as possible.

The elder of Beidou Sword Sect was embarrassed, and after hesitating for a moment, he stood up to plead for mercy.

"Master Leng, although Zijie has made a big mistake, he is a disciple of my sect after all. Please show some mercy, Master Leng. I will take him back and let the master of our sect educate and punish him!"

The elder actually wanted to plead for mercy, but he really wanted to protect Xiang Zijie.

After all, although Xiang Zijie did such a thing, his strength is real, and he is also the descendant of Feng Yangzi.

It's not easy for their sect to meet such a talent, so how could they let him go.

Leng Feiyan naturally knew what he meant, but she was too lazy to care, and just said lightly: "He is a disciple of your sect, so naturally you will deal with it. We Tianyan will not interfere, but we Tianyan do not welcome such people, so as not to dirty this clean place. ”

“I understand, I understand. Anyway, my Beidou disciples have finished their sparring, so I won’t bother you anymore. I’ll take my leave now.”

After saying this, the elder Beidou quickly pulled up Xiang Zijie, who was so scared that his legs were weak, and left with other disciples in disgrace.

Xiang Zijie, who had just left Tianyan Sword Sect, looked like a different person, with hatred in his eyes.

“I, Xiang Zijie, swear that I will not be a human being if I don’t avenge this!”

A seed of hatred sprouted and grew wildly, and his heart of Taoism quickly turned black...

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First update~

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