Fantasy: I Finally Waited Until My Disciples Became a Teacher

Chapter 8 Big brother waved!

On Qingyunfeng Square, hundreds of thousands of disciples gathered, and the light continued to fall.

Wanderer Tranquility Sect is a big school, said to be respected in the Western Profound Region for hundreds of thousands of years, and has millions of disciples.

The ten-year competition is also a grand event for Wanderer Tranquility Sect.

“Look, that’s Mo Ruyu from Liuyunfeng, she is really personable!”

A woman screamed in a low voice.

“I heard that Mo Ruyu is a cultivation wizard. Since entering Wanderer Tranquility Sect, he has opened the sea of ​​bitterness in one year, opened the bridge in two years, and went to the other shore in three years. Now I am afraid that he is a master of the Taoist Palace.

“He is the favorite to win this competition.”

“I admit that Mo Ruyu is excellent, but it is probably impossible for him to win the first place in Wanderer Tranquility Sect.”

“Yes, Wang Shou of Qingyunfeng, Huang Qier of Zixiafeng, Qin Guanhai of Moganfeng, which one is not a wizard of Tianzong?”

“That is, there are millions of my Wanderer Tranquility Sect disciples, and there are countless masters. Maybe something dark may come up, but that is not always the case.”

“Don’t think about them, this time the competition, as long as I can enter the top three thousand, it is enough.”

“Haha, the top three thousand are not so easy!”

“Yes, I heard that in this Sect competition, all the disciples who entered the top three thousand can enter the secret realm cultivation, which has attracted many seniors who didn’t want to participate in it.”

“Really? Isn’t the competition going to be much fiercer than before in this competition?”

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In addition to the disciples of Wanderer Tranquility Sect, there are many other sects in the square.

Of course they won’t participate in the competition, they just come to watch.

“Wanderer Tranquility Sect is worthy of being the top sect of the Western Profound Region. The number of disciples alone is more than a thousand times more than this sect.”

A man wearing strange clothes and white eyebrows sighed softly.

Suddenly, his pupils shrank slightly.

“Hey, why are there still mortals here?”

His gaze happened to fall on the disciples of Buwen Peak.

With his Cultivation Base, no mana fluctuations were found in these people.

And these people, like the other disciples, did not come with Yujian, but stepped up the ladder step by step.

When I saw them, the disciples of Wanderer Tranquility Sect, their expressions became a little weird.

The original noisy square also became silent.

“Why, this year’s Wanderer Tranquility Sect competition, do you still invite mortals to watch the ceremony?”

The man in odd costume was puzzled.

His voice is not loud, but the square is very quiet at the moment, and the people present have a good Cultivation Base, but they can hear every word.

In an instant, the disciples of Wanderer Tranquility Sect all felt a little blushing.

What a shame!

Dignified Wanderer Tranquility Sect, the top school of the Western Xuanyu.

In the practice Sacred Land that countless practitioners dream of, there is a group of Cultivation Base that has no mortal disciples. They even came to participate in the competition, which simply humiliated Wanderer Tranquility Sect.

“Could it be that they are also disciples of Wanderer Tranquility Sect?”

The man noticed something was wrong, he guessed something, and his eyes widened.

In doubt, I saw Fanxian walking in the forefront, leading Buwen Peak’s disciples, went straight to the front desk, and received the sign for the competition.

“Really a disciple of Wanderer Tranquility Sect!” There was a slightly playful smile on the man’s face.

“Strange, how did a mortal without the slightest Cultivation Base become a disciple of Wanderer Tranquility Sect? Even came to participate in the competition?”

He just came to watch the ceremony.

Naturally, he would not ask questions about such things.

Just curious in my heart.

In fact, it’s not just him.

The more than one hundred people of sects who came to observe the ceremony felt very strange in their hearts, and their eyes kept rolling on the bodies of the disciples in Buwen Peak.

And the disciples of Wanderer Tranquility Sect, all of them looked contemptuous and angry.

“Ahem, big brother, they don’t seem to know how good I am at Buwen Peak.”

Ye Qingxian’s gaze swept across the square, a little disappointed.

Although hundreds of thousands of disciples gathered on the square, there was a huge crowd.

But what she perceives, she can see hundreds of thousands of people in one glance, and see them clearly.

weak!

So weak!

There is no strong player!

The disciples of Wanderer Tranquility Sect, aren’t they all so weak?

If this is the case, then she can sweep the whole sect by herself!

Ye Qingxian wanted to give it a try, and only then said such a sentence to Fanxian.

As soon as her words were spoken, she immediately evoked a boo.

Let them know how good Buwen Peak is?

It’s just a group of mortals, so arrogant!

With countless gazes like knives, Fan Xian nodded calmly.

“What you said makes sense, and they should know how good Buwen Peak is!”

After saying this, Fan Xian’s aura suddenly changed.

It turned out that he, who was ordinary, released a breath of mystery and mystery out of thin air.

Like a peak, like a sea.

Like the sky, like the earth.

He stood there and waved to the sky.

In an instant, nine days of heavy clouds gathered like a gathering, and the wind was blowing on all sides.

Endless purple gas filled the entire sky.

A mysterious light fell down.

The sky was falling in chaos, and there were many visions.

“This…this vision…is this the saint coming to the world, the saint coming to the world…”

The expression of the man in fancy clothes changed drastically, his face was full of unbelievable color.

On the square, hundreds of thousands of disciples all looked at this sudden change in horror, unable to accept all of this in front of them.

Could it be that this ordinary mortal is really a saint from heaven?

Do not!

Absolutely not!

“The power of the peak pulse must be the power of the peak pulse, so powerful the power of the peak pulse!”*