Waste only needs a system, I am strong only by myself

After the patriarch was excited, he was a little puzzled.

"Why did Ye Tianlan invite trash like us to participate in the Sword Discussion Conference?"

The suzerain's mouth twitched.

"Maybe because I am the invincible god of war who returned from the king of the dead zone."

Grandpa smiled contemptuously.

"Your uncle, you are really good at bragging."

She didn't care anymore, and left with the invitation letter inscribed by her idol.

In the next few days, the Sovereign began to prepare for the quota for the conference.

After finalizing the candidates for the meeting, we just waited for the time to set off for the Wuji Sword Sect.

Wait for this period of time.

The Qingshan Sword Sect is a hidden sect, and rumors that the suzerain is the returned God of War are also spreading in the sect.

"It's too much! I don't even know that our sect is a hidden sect!"

"I said why Zhang Hao and Li Xiaohua are so powerful. The secret techniques they used are almost the same as what we learned every day. It turns out that the lord of the God of War secretly taught them."

"I testify! When the suzerain opened the small stove, I was there at the time."

"Protest! Sovereign treats them differently!"

"Protest! We also want to learn advanced swordsmanship and secret arts!"

The suzerain is helpless, what he said seems to be true, and I don't know how to do it either!

He could only go out and explain.

"Rumors! They're all rumors! People outside just listen to the rumors."

"You disciples of your own sect also believe it?"

"What kind of bird is the Qingshan Sword Sect, you don't know?"

Some disciples stood up.

"A few days ago, I heard Liu Ruoyu, a disciple of the Sword Immortal, personally say that the Qingshan Sword Sect deserves to be a hidden master."

"Even the disciples of the Sword Immortal admit it, what are you still hiding?"

"If we weren't a hidden master, why would the Sword Immortal let us participate in the Sword Discussion Conference? Suzerain, do you still want to argue?"

The disciples agreed.

"I also heard that Zhang Hao is the illegitimate son of your God of War, that's why you take care of him like this, and teach him all kinds of advanced secret arts."

"You're being unfair."

The suzerain was even more helpless.

"This is even more a rumor. Can I give birth to such a handsome illegitimate child?"

Someone thought about it and was right.

"Then Li Xiaohua must be your illegitimate child!"

"You are both so ugly!"

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He couldn't stand being entangled, and finally broke out.

"Get out of here!"

"If you're messing around like this, all of you will be expelled from the sect!"

The disciples dispersed instantly, shouting while running.

"Run, God of War is angry, he is going to hit someone!"

"The identity of the illegitimate son Li Xiaohua was exposed, and the returned God of War was furious and ordered to slaughter the Qingshan Sword Sect."

"The suzerain recognized the identity of the god of war, and he said that we are all useless, not worthy of learning advanced swordsmanship and secret arts."

The suzerain was dumbfounded.

What are these people talking about.

That's how the rumor was born!
……

A month later.

The Wuji Sword Sect was crowded with people, and it was extremely lively.

All the famous sword repair sects in Haotian Continent gathered here.

The Sword Discussion Conference, a carnival in the world of sword repair.

In the center of the venue, there is a high platform with four empty seats on it.

Everyone knows the owner of that position in their hearts.

The Four Great Sword Immortals in the world.

Ye Tianlan, Jiang Xian, He Qingqiu, Wu Shuying.

These four represent the highest level of sword cultivators and are the idols of all sword cultivators.

Everyone outside the venue is waiting to enter.

The master of ceremonies who presided over the meeting first went on stage and sang the entry list.

"Skyhawks, row 41."

"Tianqing Gate, row 58."

The sects who heard their names entered the arena in order according to the command of the master of ceremonies.

This sect is also particular about the seating.

The stronger the comprehensive strength of the sect, the higher the seat.

Everyone in Qingshan Sword Sect was very nervous, it was the first time for them to see such an occasion.

Only Zhang Hao and Brother Dumao were calmer.

Brother Du Mao was also a person who had seen the world in his previous life.

When I heard that Qingshan Sword Sect was invited to participate in the Sword Discussion Conference.

He was stunned.

What qualifications does Qingshan Sword Sect have to participate?
How could the future he knew in his previous life be distorted like this?

This was the last thing he wanted to see.

If history changes, the information he holds ahead of everyone else may change as well.

In doing so, all his advantages would be lost.

In this rebirth, not only did you not get anything.

The white-bearded grandfather who belonged to him was also lost.

Brother Dumao was annoyed.

He turned his gaze to Zhang Hao.

Somehow, he had a premonition.

This Zhang Hao is the variable that caused all this.

I will pay more attention to this kid in the future.

Almost all sects are seated.

"Qingshan Sword Sect, please enter and take your seat."

Swipe!

The people who were already seated all looked at them.

The suzerain had never experienced such a grand occasion when he grew up so old.

When he gets nervous, he won't go on the road.

It has become the same hands and feet.

The rest of the disciples were even more nervous.

Seeing the suzerain like this, they would not leave, and walked with the same hands and feet.

Zhang Hao was taken aback when he saw this.

"Okay!"

"These people don't take me seriously as the first disciple."

"You secretly practiced such an interesting way of entering the arena behind my back, but didn't tell me!"

The patriarch looked around and found that the seats were full of people and there were no vacant seats.

She was a little puzzled.

What do you mean?
Let us in, but there are no seats.

Are we going to keep standing?

This is probably too bullying.

The master of ceremonies presiding over the meeting, making a guiding gesture.

Point to the VIP seat at the front.

"Please come to your seat!"

Grandfather is incredible.

"We... sit there?"

"You are not mistaken."

"That location..."

The master of ceremonies interrupted.

"All of this is arranged by Sword Immortal Ye Tianlan, there will be no mistakes."

The patriarch covered his mouth, tears flashed from the corners of his eyes.

"He still remembers me!"

"He still remembers Xia Xuehe by the Daming Lake!"

It was so romantic.

In an instant, she imagined the plot of the domineering sword fairy falling in love with me.

There was an uproar at the scene.

VIP seats?
That is a place that only the top sword cultivator sect in the mainland is qualified to do.

This seems to be a very weak sect, and one has never heard of it, so why sit in the VIP seat?
Someone at the scene expressed doubts.

"Qingshan Sword Sect, which sect is this, has any of you heard of it?"

"I heard that it seems to be some kind of hidden master, that suzerain with the same hands and feet, some kind of returning God of War, in short, the rumors are very evil."

"This is not a rumor. I can prove that Sect Master Zhao is the returning God of War. I was there when Daozi Liu Ruoyu sent the invitation letter for Sword Immortal to inscribe himself."

"That's right! I was also at the scene, and I saw with my own eyes that Zongzhu Zhao flattened a mountain with his sword."

"This sect is very strange. They like to pretend to be a third-rate sect, and this Zongzhu Zhao is obviously the returning God of War with super strength, but he wants to pretend to be a weak one."

"If it wasn't for this trip to Hidden Sword Valley, the disciples in his sect would not have revealed their true strength in order to save people."

Everyone at the scene was thoughtful, so it was so.

No wonder I've never heard of this sect before.

Like to pretend to be weak?
Like to hide the sect as a third-rate sect?

It's a really weird fetish.