Refuse to trample on the pride of heaven

Lu Wensheng was called by Jun Ning, and it was a rare time for him to be free. In addition to Tang He and Yu He, Song Wen and Zhang Zhixu, who had finally escaped Ji Yanli's control, also came.

Recently everyone is very busy. Li Ruixi is in charge of the medicine field and has to stock up a lot of materials for elixirs. Yan Qingshu has been studying new things and hasn't been out for a long time. Jin Jianxian is being taught one-on-one by Bai Wenche, who finally cares about his disciples. Ji Yanli and Wei Xun went outside the mountain gate to study swordsmanship...

When a few people came over, leaves swirled and fell on the broken steps of the Yuntai. Lu Wensheng's wide sleeves brushed over the bluestone railing, and his fingertips touched the residual warmth of the sword energy that had not yet dissipated. He watched the remaining sword energy on the green jade railing roaming in the rosy glow, like the tiny golden rays of light scratched by a blue dragon when it shed its scales.

He stopped and stared at the mottled sword marks on the steps. Suddenly, he heard the crisp sound of shoes crushing dead branches, which brought him back to his senses.

"The fight was so intense yesterday that it looked like they were about to tear down the gate." Tang He's silver shoes rolled over the charred cracks, sparking a few sparks. "It is said that the spiritual energy of those people was so strong that they even flattened the weeping pine trees outside the mountain gate by three inches."

Tang He looked at the Yuntai which still had some traces left on it and couldn't help but complain.

Lu Wensheng stroked the sword marks on the stone railing that were still warm, and his fingertips felt a slight tremor, as if he was touching dragon scales that had not yet cooled down. It felt as if the battle between the geniuses yesterday was still before his eyes.

Thinking about the sword energy splitting the moonlight, the ten-foot green pine turned into dust and flew like snow, and the sound of pine waves was accompanied by the clanging of golden swords. Now these remnants are like talismans imprinted by time, sealing the violent sword energy in the twilight.

His lowered brows concealed the excitement floating in his heart... Tianjiao...

Yu He looked worried: "Those geniuses don't seem to have good tempers."

"It's like my temper is better than theirs." Better temper?! His current resentment can feed a bunch of resentful ghosts!

Song Wen was very angry because he was forced to practice these days. He folded his arms and leaned against the half-broken pillar. After he said this, the resentment in the shadow behind him seemed to condense into mist.

Zhang Zhixu glanced at him and said, "It's rare for you to relax. If you get into trouble because of your mouth and get caught by Senior Brother Ji again, I won't be responsible." Just don't let him get involved.

Song Wen looked like someone had stepped on his tail, and glared at him fiercely: "If I don't tell you and you don't tell me, how can he know?"

Suddenly, the sound of pine wind blew through the corridor.

The twelve gilded screens lit up one after another, and several figures appeared in the flowing light.

Gu Jinzhi's plain white brocade robe rustled, and the gourd on his waist bumped against the jade pendant. Before he arrived, he heard a voice: "Yangming!!!"

These rare geniuses always love to join in the fun when they come here. Lu Wensheng is not surprised at all to see Gu Jinzhi, who is like a street urchin, here.

But I didn't expect that Yin Junhuai, Bi Nanfeng, Ye Yingzhou, Xun Ruo, Xiao Mo, Ning Rongrong, Nan Xing, and even the "secretary-general" of the demon clan, Fang Xiaoliang, were there.

"Fellow Daoist Yangming."

Several people saluted, Lu Wensheng bowed with a smile, and the silver beads hanging from his headband swayed gently.

"Everyone, long time no see - what big day is today that you all came here."

Gu Jinzhi was so disappointed: "Don't you care about those geniuses at all? They said they came to exchange ideas, but in fact, it's no different from issuing a declaration of war to the five major sects we came from! Your carefree behavior makes us impatient!"

Lu Wensheng, who has studied all kinds of geniuses and is now considered an expert on geniuses, smiled but said nothing.

Ning Rongrong pinched off the crabapple blossoms beside her temples, and the red petals fell on the uppers of her shoes: "It's a bit too much to say that it's a challenge, but considering the moral character of those hot-tempered geniuses, it does fit the bill."

The spirit sword on Bi Nanfeng's waist hummed, showing the owner's excitement, and the hem of his clothes stretched in the wind: "Although I am not able to make the Tianjiao list, Yin Junhuai is!"

Beside him, Yin Jun stood with a sword in his arms, frost patterns flowing on the scabbard, and the magic sword hummed like a crane's cry, shaking his silver-thread embroidered clothes so that they burst into thousands of snowy waves, as if snow was condensed on a cold river, but his voice was clear.

"We're here to support you."

Why was he supporting him? Why did he need to support him? Lu Wensheng was a little confused - he wasn't in seclusion, so why was the outside world so incomprehensible to him?

"What about Fellow Daoist Fang?"

Fang Xiaoliang smiled shyly: "Almost. I have a message for His Majesty: 'As long as they don't kill each other, you can deal with those demon clan geniuses at will.'"

Lu Wensheng laughed: "That's too exaggerated. You guys are so aggressive, I thought you wanted me to lead people to beat them up." And he thought he had the ability to suppress all these geniuses?

Several people looked at each other: "Isn't it?"

Lu Wensheng: “???” Is there any misunderstanding about his image? Is he such a domineering person?

Ye Yingzhou's eyes moved around Lu Wensheng's face: "...You look like you don't know, right?"

Xun Ruo: "Among our five major sects, except for Liu Jiqian, you have the greatest reputation, and many people are betting on Yujing."

Betting? Lu Wensheng was puzzled. He opened the jade mirror and looked for it according to what they said. Then he realized what happened. My goodness, how could he not know that he was so powerful that the disciples of the five major sects all respected him? !

Your jade mirror and my jade mirror seem to be different... Is there an information cocoon in the world of cultivation? !

Gu Jinzhi was like a koala hanging on Lu Wensheng, completely losing his serious image before: "As a representative of our five major sects, you can't lose points!"

Lu Wensheng felt that he had gone off track and could not keep up with their thinking: "When did I become a representative?" Please notify the parties involved!

Gu Jinzhi: "I gave you the title, isn't it awesome? And you are the leader of the Common People's Alliance, is there any problem?"

Lu Wensheng pulled the man off with an expressionless face: "...Thank you, but I'm not the only leader of the alliance."

Xun Ruo said in a gentle voice: "Fellow Daoist Yangming, we have also thought about this in private. The leader must be convincing." The moon-white tassels hanging from her pipa swayed slightly, but the silver tassels hanging from the side of her Jinglu bun did not move at all. "No matter what others say, I am happy for you to be the leader."

A wisp of smoke gathered in the sky, just covering the fleeting smile in Ye Yingzhou's eyes. The young man leaned against the Panlong Pillar with a sword in his arms. The nine layers of lightning patterns on the scabbard glowed coldly in the twilight.

"We can trust you."

"Yes, Senior Brother Wei means the same thing." Yin Junhuai suddenly spoke, his brows drooping under the green jade crown, and he was smoothing the wrinkles on his cuffs again and again.

Nan Xing agreed softly: "With Senior Lu leading the way, I feel at ease with everything."

Gu Jinzhi did not forget to interject: "My Senior Brother Cheng said the same thing."

Song Wen crossed his arms and snorted: "If it were you, I could still accept it."

Zhang Zhixu: "I have no problem anyway."

"You have all discussed it? Do you trust me so much?" He, the person involved, is the only one who doesn't know? Lu Wensheng found it a little funny, but he felt hot in his heart.

Xiao Mo: "It doesn't matter if you don't want to. This is what we wanted to do. We told you in advance."

As soon as he finished speaking, the eyes of several disciples who were qualified to compete were already flashing with sparks and lightning - they were happy for Lu Wensheng to be the leader, but that didn't mean they were willing to let others catch up and suppress them.

Although few of them have had a serious sparring match with Lu Wensheng, they are not without vision. Moreover, Ji Yanli and the others who have fought with those geniuses have no objections, so there is no big problem with Lu Wensheng's strength.

If Lu Wensheng wasn't the leader... hehehe...

That is why “the latecomers prevail, because the former do not fight or compete”.

Everyone was still on the cloud platform. The clouds that leaked from the sky were passing over the damaged jade railing. The rays of light flowed in the grooves carved by sword energy, like crushed gold foil seeping into the texture of bluestone.

Lu Wensheng also realized what everyone meant. The corners of his mouth curled up, his brows were full of pride, and he suddenly laughed out loud: "Who said I'm unhappy?" He's already cheating, so what's there to be afraid of!

The sound of clear swords came from the depths of the sea of ​​clouds, as if thousands of weapons were responding.

He saw a trembling new bud in the crevice of the stone. The old vine that was cut off by the sword yesterday was sprouting new green leaves in the ruins. There was a dewdrop on the tender leaves, which was about to fall, and reflected the broken clouds like a ball of extinguished fire.

Isn't he a genius? He may be able to suppress those people!

Everyone smiled as well.

Isn't it just the wind and snow that makes it break? No matter how fierce the wind and snow are, I still want Tianjiao to recognize Fenglin——

This is Lu Wensheng, this is their pride!