Let's fight, white lotus

Duanmu Fan was extremely surprised, his eyes were fixed on the dark brown pill in the jade box, and he even thought of snatching the Juling Pill at this moment.

"How?" Ye Qianning suddenly stopped Duanmufan's hand that was about to reach out.

"Is this a gathering spirit pill? It doesn't look any different from other pills."

Duanmu Fan replied with a smile.Ye Qianning leaned closer to his face, stretched out a finger to wipe off the sweat from his forehead.

"What's wrong with you? Why are you sweating?"

Duanmu Fan's face was pale, and he almost couldn't even maintain a smile.Ye Qianning turned around without interest and said: "You are a cultivator after all, and you are so unworthy of the stage. Forget it, let's go."

Leaving Wendao Pavilion and returning to Baopu Peak, Duanmu Fan dealt with the enthusiastic inquiries of his befriended disciples, and went back to the room alone and locked the door tightly.

If Ye Qianning hadn't spoken out today, I'm afraid he would have grabbed the Spirit Gathering Pill by force.

Duanmu Fan didn't think he was reckless, so why did he have such thoughts that didn't fit his nature today?

Let's talk about the formation in Wendao Pavilion, the guardian Yuanying Patriarch, and even Ye Qianning are not able to deal with Duanmu Fan whose skills are imprisoned in the Qi training period.

He calmed down for a moment, took off his shirt, caressed his left arm, his eyes were affectionate and sad, and he looked extraordinarily gloomy in the dark room.

"Brother Sang Kuan!" After the morning class, Duanmu Fan grabbed Sang Kuan's sleeve, "Brother, do you have time? I have something to ask."

Duanmu Fan took out a little yellow grass and said: "Brother, this is Tianfu grass. I got it together with that exercise. This kind of spiritual grass needs to be cultivated with spiritual power. Unfortunately, my current However, I can't do it with my skills. Since I started, my brother has taken care of me a lot, so I gave this thing to my brother, which is my kindness."

Sang Kuan took the so-called sky-floating grass, looked at it for a while and said: "The appearance is not very strange, and it can be regarded as the way of survival of spirit grass."

Looking squarely at Duanmu Fan, he said: "Since it is obtained together with that special cultivation method, it is a special thing. How can I accept such a precious thing from you? Why don't you hand over this spiritual herb to the real Tianhua, who is good at medicine, so you can get it later." Dan Cheng, will definitely not treat you badly, maybe you can get a few high-grade pills. By the way, I don’t know what the function of the floating grass is today?"

Duanmu's eyelashes drooped, and his eyes flickered.This yin and yang grass is a must for Rong Lu's resurrection, how could he give it to Tian Hua.It was just pretending to entrust it to Sang Kuan, and he would go and get it after Sang Kuan had finished nourishing it.And with Sang Kuan's temperament, it is more likely to take the initiative to return it to him.

"Brother, forgive me, but I don't know how this kind of spiritual grass works. The name of Tianfu grass is only written on the sign, and it emphasizes that it must be cultivated with spiritual power. I think it must be a high-grade spiritual grass, so I brought it out. So It is still not good to dedicate spiritual herbs of unknown nature to the elders. It is better to let the brothers keep them first, and wait until the origin of the sky-floating grass is found out."

Sang Kuan was silent for a while, nodded and said, "If that's the case, then leave it to me first."

Duanmu Fan chatted a few more words, saw that Sang Kuan had no intention of cultivating spiritual herbs in front of him, so he reluctantly left.

Ten years passed in a blink of an eye, although Duanmu Fan's cultivation had not improved, he was the most popular among his disciples. He made good friends with his own disciples and never ignored any of his outer disciples.

But this time when the new disciple started, something big happened.

There is actually a witch who is a demon cultivator mixed in with the new disciples of the Yunyue Sect, trying to enter the Yunyue Sect and commit misdeeds.

The demon girl Hongfeng came for the heaven-rank pill, but was smashed by an outer disciple, and she desperately held the demon girl back. When the elders came to capture the demon girl, they found that it was actually Fairy Ruoyu, known as the number one beauty in the cultivation world.

It was Duanmu Fan who held back the witch.He was injured, his face was pale and he crossed his knees and adjusted his breath.

Yue Jingyao and Zhang Xiankai brought Huaqing Pills on behalf of the head, Duanmu Fan took it with both hands, but his eyes kept avoiding Yue Jingyao.

If Ye Qianning would have been unable to hold back and question him long ago, Yue Jingyao and Zhang Xiankai are the No.1 and No.2 of the Yunyue School's most silent rankings. Duanmufan's various attitudes are in his eyes, but he just doesn't like it. ask.

Seeing that the two of them finished delivering the elixir, and relayed the orders from the head and the elders, they turned around and were about to go out. Duanmu Fan didn't care too much, and suddenly grabbed Yue Jingyao's wrist, and asked with grief and indignation: "Senior brother, do you know me?" That witch?"

"Natural recognition."

Duanmu Fan was stunned for a moment, and Yue Jingyao continued: "She used to be named Ruoyu, and she appeared in the last Righteous Dao Competition."

"Just like that?"

"If you have something to say, just say it."

Zhang Xiankai interrupted with a frown.Duanmu Fan also seemed to realize that it was disrespectful to interrogate the elder brother like this, and his face turned pale again.

He let go of Yue Jingyao's wrist, stood up with difficulty and gave a big gift.

"Eldest Senior Brother, Second Senior Brother, I accidentally smashed that demon girl into the Yunyue Sect yesterday. During the fight, that demon girl was not afraid, and claimed to have an accomplice in the Yunyue Sect."

"The disciple didn't believe it at first, and thought it was the witch's trick. But then a man actually appeared and reprimanded the witch, telling her not to reveal her identity and leave quickly. The witch was not close to the man, she just sneered Twice and ask the man to help her tell me to win."

"The disciple was startled and angry at the time, and his mind was confused for a moment. He couldn't match the powerful skill of the demon girl, so he got hit with the palm."

"When the man saw this, he also attacked the disciple. If the elders hadn't arrived in time, the disciple would have already died at the hands of these two."

Duanmu Fan raised his head and fixed his eyes on Yue Jingyao, "I know this is rude, but it has something to do with the Yunyue Sect, and I don't care much about it. I hope Senior Brother will forgive me. The man's stature and aura are similar to Senior Senior Brother's." , The number of swordsmanship used is exactly the same as that of Senior Brother." Duanmu Fan's eyes were red, "I dare to ask Senior Brother, where was he last night? Who can prove it?"

Before Yue Jingyao could speak, Zhang Xiankai said in displeasure: "It's really rude. If you have doubts, why didn't the elders in the sect tell you when they asked? You have to express such unwarranted doubts at this time. If it is not because you are seriously injured, you must I will send you to Yan Mingtang for disrespect."

"Don't dare to lie to the second senior brother. Although I have some doubts, I can't confirm it. How dare I talk about it in front of the head elders? Just now when the senior brother approached, I remembered that the man had the same hairband on his head. .Although the sky is dark and I can't see clearly, the dark lines on the border are still shimmering in the dark."

Duanmufan stubbornly stared at Yue Jingyao, but Yue Jingyao said without changing his face: "I practiced in the room last night, and there was no one else to testify."

"Eldest brother, you don't have to be like this." Zhang Xiankai turned to Duanmu Fan, "You are a student in the Qi refining period, and you are entangled by two demon cultivators, and you can still see the hairband of one of them clearly in the night. You can guarantee that there is nothing wrong with what you see ?”

Duanmufan hesitated but shook his head unwillingly and said, "My disciple can't."

"Since you can't, don't talk nonsense. Take the Huaqing pill and rest, and your injury will heal in a few days."

"Yes."

Duanmu Fangong sent the two of them out, but before Zhang Xiankai went out, he looked back at Duanmu Fan with a delicate look.

What Duanmu Fan said was never mentioned again, and it seemed that no one believed it, but Duanmu Fan was not in a hurry.

The same talent, the same obsession with cultivation, the same reticence, the same perseverance in sword practice, and the same respected master.Why is it that one person is the chief disciple, respected and loved by others, and the next head is certain, while the other person has only the name of the second senior brother who is unknown?

Zhang Xiankai may not believe what he said, but his eyes on Yue Jingyao may have changed from a trustworthy senior brother to a future opponent.Who wouldn't want to be at the top if given the chance?

Ten days later, it was the Grand Competition of the Yunyue Sect. Duanmu Fanben was not seriously injured, but he took Huaqing Pills and became one of the winners.

Over the years, martial arts competitions!It has almost become the norm for the winners to seek advice from senior brothers, and Duanmu Fan is no exception.

The other disciples were either admiring, full of fighting spirit, or even shyly admiring the elder brother, but like Duanmu Fan, it was the first time for him to be saddened with disappointment, and saddened with emotion.

The disciples also gradually quieted down, and the voices of cheering for the two stopped.Yue Jingyao still holds the sword in his hand, waiting for Duanmu Fan to make a move.

Duanmu Fan didn't make a move, and said in a trembling voice: "Brother, are you still unwilling to admit it?"

The disciples didn't know what happened for a while, they were looking at each other, Xuan Lian sneered from behind the crowd, and waved a folding fan in his hand, a transparent insect made a move in front of him, muttered "a small trick", and casually crushed it to death.

On the stage, Duanmu Fan had already repeated what he said that night, and the disciples were stunned and didn't believe it.

In view of Duanmu Fan's good popularity, no one uttered bad words, but clamored that this was a trick of the demon cultivator, so everyone should not fall for it.

Duanmu Fan held his sword and saluted again, and said: "Perhaps this matter is really a trick of the demon cultivator, but this matter is related to the life and death of my Yunyue faction. Duanmu Fan begged the elder brother to confront the demon girl after the competition, if I misunderstood the elder brother, I am willing to suffer any punishment, I only ask the senior brother to agree."

Yue Jingyao didn't change color because of his doubts, and said indifferently: "Yes."

After all, the long sword was unsheathed, waiting for Duanmu Fan to make a move.

Duanmufan was secretly delighted that he had achieved his wish, counting the time, and thrust his sword towards Yuejingyao with astonishing momentum.

The disciples didn't come back to their senses for a while, Duanmu Fan met the witch's accomplice that day, and the accomplice was exactly like the elder brother.The senior brother agreed to confront the demon girl after the competition, and then Duanmu Fan and the senior brother started the competition.

Then, a burst of devilish energy burst out from the stage.