There are countless geniuses in the world of cultivation, but only my junior sister Sha Diao

Seeing the two unlucky junior brothers bickering, Shen Weixun tilted his head and thought about it for a while before joining the topic.

"I……"

Xu Xingmu didn't give him this chance. He shouted loudly: "Look, the thunder is about to fall."

Ye Sui'an clasped his hands together and said sincerely: "God's way, I hope my little junior sister is fine."

Shen Weixun tried to interject: "That..."

Jiang Chaoxu also said worriedly: "Master and elders should be here soon."

The two of them would probably go berserk when they saw this scene.

As soon as Elder Zhong Yi walked away with his front foot, Gu Xia caught everyone off guard with his back foot.

Shen Weixun: "..." Can't you wait for him to finish speaking?

Don't these guys know that it's rude to interrupt someone else? !

forget it. I'm done here.

He is tired.

Gu Xia sat cross-legged in the center of Tianlei. She calmed down the surging spiritual energy in her Dantian, then slowly opened her eyes and looked above her head.

"hiss……"

This look was so suspenseful that she was not sent away on the spot.

Although she has been in the world of cultivation for so long, she is still a flower of the motherland in her heart. She will be struck by thunder if she does something to be hated by others.

While Gu Xia was still reading, he beeped in a low voice: "God's way, my disciple is always willing to help others, kind and generous. Please be careful when you attack me later."

Otherwise she would really cry to death.

Purple arcs of lightning flashed under the dark clouds, thunder was brewing, and the whole world was filled with the threat of an approaching storm.

If Taiyi Sect made such a big noise, other nearby sects would naturally not miss it and all raised their heads to look in this direction.

Sect Master Qin concentrated slightly: "Thunder Tribulation? Whose?"

Sect Master Yun guessed: "Xu Xingmu? No, that child is only in the late stage of the Golden Core now."

As for Ye Sui'an and Jiang Chaoxu, they are still in the early stage of Golden Elixir. The only possibility lies with Shen Weixun and Gu Xia.

And Gu Xia is only at the peak of foundation building now, so he shouldn't make such a big noise.

Sect Master Lin was sitting in the Xuanming Sect's seat, and the old god was there: "There has been such a big movement before it even started. If nothing else, it is probably Shen Weixun's thunder tribulation, right? After all, he has already reached the peak of the golden elixir."

To break the Nascent Soul, one needs to go through forty-nine small thunder tribulations, a total of thirty-six times. The higher the monk's talent, the longer the time it will take to break the Nascent Soul, and the number of thunder tribulations will increase accordingly.

Looking at the thick dark clouds and the flashing purple arcs in the sky at this moment, the first thing that everyone present thought of was Shen Weixun.

However, it would not be a wise choice for him to break through the Nascent Soul stage now, because the sect ranking competition only allows monks below the Nascent Soul stage to participate. In this case, Taiyi Sect may have fewer people in the next three games.

However, the sect masters and elders present were all human beings. Although they thought so in their minds, their expressions did not show it at all.

Each and every one of them crazily suppressed their inner joy.

After all, missing the most difficult direct descendant means that their sect has the possibility of winning first place.

That's the first sect. Which sect doesn't want to win?

Only Fang Jinxing and Elder Zhong Yi's eyes twitched, feeling that they had a bad premonition.

Elder Zhong Yi was even more confused. How come he had just left for a short while and all these little bastards were discovered by Lei Jie?

Fang Jinxing asked him: "Whose?"

Elder Zhong Yi was at a loss: "I don't know."

The two looked at each other, immediately stood up and rushed towards the Thunder Tribulation Land without any hesitation.

Grass.

I always feel like this is something that Gu Xia, that bastard who likes to keep silent and make big things happen, can do something good.

This is the precious golden egg in their sect. He is making elixirs in his left hand and holding a sword in his right hand. You must hurry over and take a look, lest you be stunned by the thunder.

Several sect leaders looked at the backs of the two people leaving one after another with curiosity. They looked so flaming that they wished they could just teleport over.

No one else said anything, but Yue Ming felt a secret joy in his heart.

He has been very busy these days because of Qu Yimian's affairs. Some random cultivators with good intentions have spread the picture of the photographic stone that day. Now many sects in the outside world are watching their Qingyun Sect's jokes behind their backs.

The other disciples in the sect were all ashamed and made such a big fuss that he severely punished Qu Yimian. But at this juncture, his always well-behaved and sensible little disciple was still crying and clamoring all day long to see him.

Yue Ming only felt that everything had gone wrong for him since the beginning of the sect's qualifying competition, and he was extremely unlucky.

Now that he finally had an opportunity to watch the other sect's jokes, not to mention the Taiyi sect who always choked with him, Yue Ming felt much relieved for a moment.

This is the mentality of people. No matter how unhappy they are, as long as they see someone who is more unhappy than him, they can't help but feel that they are not the only unlucky one.

Seeing Fang Jinxing rushing towards the center of the thunder tribulation like his butt was on fire, Yue Ming said in a cold voice: "What's the point of going now? The thunder should have fallen by the time they get there."

"Sect Master Yue, what you said is wrong." Sect Master Yun's eyes narrowed slightly, and an undisguised smile appeared on the corner of his lips: "Thunder Tribulation is not a trivial matter. Sect Master Fang is just careless this time. May I ask, which master can still sit still when his disciples are about to make a breakthrough?"

After saying that, she stretched out her hand to cover her lower lip as if in surprise: "Ah, I almost forgot. Isn't Yue Sect Master as stable as a mountain now? I think he has taken care of the recent trivial matters of Qingyun Sect."

Everyone present who is not a thousand-year-old fox naturally understands the connotation of her words and wants to laugh for a moment.

Yue Ming was not stupid, so he naturally understood, and his face suddenly darkened.

But Sect Leader Yun was a female cultivator after all. Even if he was so angry, he would definitely not be able to do something so shameless as to do something in public, so he could only suffer the loss of being dumb.

But he never thought that the five sects were all competitors at the moment. Who wouldn't want to see the excitement?

They are happy when the other sect is embarrassed.

Sect Master Lin also saw the excitement and did not mind it being a big deal: "That's true. Speaking of it, we people really can't compare to Sect Master Yue's state of mind. I admire you, I admire you."

The anger that Yue Ming had not suppressed suddenly came out again.

The female cultivator couldn't bear the scolding, so why couldn't Sect Master Lin be scolded?

He looked at Sect Master Lin and said in a bad tone: "If I remember correctly, Sect Master, your eldest disciple is not far away from breaking through. I hope Sect Master Lin can still smile so happily by then."

Sect Leader Lin: "..." Huh?

You're stingy, why don't you just laugh at him?

As for poking at his heart like this?

……