Xuanhuan : Please dont take my chance again

Elder Xing remembered that he had heard about it a few months ago.

One of Gu Xuan’s Outer Gate disciples realized the meaning of the sword in the day after tomorrow, and shined in the selection of the Inner Gate, defeating several Heavenly Realm opponents and winning the first place.

At that time, this news still caused a small shock in the Lingjian Sect Elder Circle.

After all, it is rare for a genius to comprehend the martial arts realm in the post-heaven realm, and this talent is a rare one.

If what Gu Xuan understood was the meaning of the sword, it would definitely become a fragrant feast that everyone in the Inner Gate Elders was vying for.

But what he understood was the meaning of the knife.

The Spirit Sword Sect established the Sect with the Sword Method, and there were almost no elders who practiced the Sword Law.

As a result, such a good seedling of martial arts actually fell into the embarrassing situation that no one would accept it.

Of course, that’s not the point.

Elder Xing thought of it.

If the disciple in front of him is really Gu Xuan, who entered the inner door before April, doesn’t that mean…

In just four months, this person’s cultivation had soared from the ten heavens to the eight heavens, and he had also comprehended the sword intent to the twenty percent realm!

Elder Xing stared at Gu Xuan tightly, and seeing Gu Xuan nod, he finally couldn’t help but shake inside, and his body trembled fiercely.

His guess, that’s right!

When the Spirit Sword Sect disciples next to them heard this, they also immediately inhaled a cool breath.

“Entering the inner door four months ago, and being born eight times after four months, this cultivation speed… Flying on a rocket is not so fast! ”

“Don’t forget, Gu Xuan also comprehended the meaning of the sword!”

“This qualification, this understanding… Simply invincible! ”

“Poor me, I’ve been in the inner door for almost five years, and now I’m only six times ahead. Compared with Gu Xuan’s brother… Hey, I really want to find a piece of tofu to crash to death! ”

The eyes of the disciples looking at Gu Xuan changed and changed.

Originally, when he was a monster, now I feel that even if I use the term monster demon to describe him, it is not enough.

The people of the Northern Snow Sect were neither blind nor deaf, and naturally when they heard the Lingjian Sect’s discussion of Gu Xuan, one by one, a terrifying wave had already set off in their hearts.

“Sleeper, this guy is not only a demon with a near-demon understanding, but also has strong cultivation qualifications!”

“The key is that he is only sixteen years old, and he is three or four years younger than Master Feng Han!”

“This Gu Xuan is no longer a genius in the ordinary sense, but he can be regarded as a top genius, and he is almost the same level as Yang Xiao of the Spirit Sword Sect and Master Xue Wufeng of my Sect!”

“Hey, this kind of sword genius, how come he’s not a disciple of our Northern Snow Sect!”

Yes, the burly old man also wanted to say: How come the demons who practiced the Sword Dao in this way were not disciples of their Northern Snow Sect?

Entering the Spirit Sword Sect, the real fucking thing was a violent heavenly creature!

The burly old man stared directly at Gu Xuan, and his envious eyes were almost red.

“Elder Xing, can I hand in the harvest?”

Gu Xuan was stared at by a group of people for half a day, looking uncomfortable, and hurriedly opened his mouth to break the embarrassment.

Elder Xing looked at Gu Xuan with a smile, as if he were looking at a rare treasure knot, and nodded, “Okay, you take it out, I will register it for you.” ”

Gu Xuan couldn’t wait to take out all the harvest of his trip.

Among them were the bets of Li Qingyang and Feng Han’s gambling bucket, as well as Gu Xuan’s previous search or grab.

One by one, the elixirs and jade boxes were taken out of the storage spirit rings and piled up directly in front of him into a hill.

Elder Xing’s eyelids jumped straight up, and the burly old man’s face of the Northern Snow Sect twitched, flashing the color of flesh pain from time to time.

In this pile of elixirs, at least half of them belonged to their Northern Snow Sect, including a five-thousand-year-old quasi-medicine king.

As a result, all of them were now gained by Gu Xuan, that is, the Spirit Sword Sect, which was really a big loss.

However, this gamble was originally proposed by their Beixue Sect, and they could not blame others if they lost.

Not only that, the old man’s bet with Elder Xing was also completely lost, and there was an additional hundred Yuanshi.

When it is really stealing chicken, it is not a corrosion of rice.

“To you!”

The burly old man’s face was as black as a pot lid, and he hated to throw a storage spirit ring containing yuanshi to Elder Xing, and then quickly summoned the flying boat to beckon his disciples to board the boat.

“Let’s go!”

The flying boat of the Northern Snow Sect hurried away as it had come.

Elder Xing was in a good mood, and at the moment he also beckoned his disciples to board the flying boat and prepare to return to the Sect Gate.

When they boarded the boat, all the Spirit Sword Sect disciples consciously retreated to the sides, making way for Gu Xuan.

Gu Xuan stepped onto the flying boat, originally wanting to find a random position to stand, but was pulled to the bow of the boat by Li Qingyang, “This is the position of Gu Shidi’ disciple.” Now the whole inner door, no one dares to stand shoulder to shoulder with you.”

With that, Li Qingyang took a few steps back, taking the initiative to bow down to Gu Xuan.

Gu Xuan’s eyes flickered.

I thought that when I came, I was sitting at the end of the boat, huddled with a large group of disciples.

Now when I go back, I am at the head of the boat and enjoy a vacant lot.

This change in position is like a martial life, which is really wonderful.