Soft Persimmon
Sect Master Helian scolded Sect Leader Jane in his heart. It is true that the two factions have always been at odds, but they should not let their disciples "discuss" on this occasion. .
However, now that Yun Haoquan has expressed his attitude, if he refuses to agree, it will appear that the Great Desolate Sword Sect is intimidated.
Sovereign Helian once again regretted bringing Yun Yiyi to Yun's house in the holy mountain, because the head of Jian was obviously picking up soft persimmons.
Even if the disciple of the Great Sword Sect suppresses his cultivation to the fourth level of Hunyuan, he is much better than Yun Yiyi in terms of spiritual consciousness and combat experience, and Yun Yiyi will definitely lose.
Just when Sect Master Helian didn't know what to do, he heard someone say crisply:
"Master Jane, we're here for the meeting, not for the fight, what a disappointment it is to fight and fight at the door of Yun's house in the holy mountain!
So, better not to fight.
If you think you have to decide whether to win or lose, I admit defeat. I'm just a piece of trash at the fourth level of Hunyuan, and I can't beat Senior Brother Lu Qian of your faction at all.
So what, it's time for lunch, let's go in quickly! I heard that the food at Yun's house in Shengshan is delicious, so I've been thinking about it for a long time. "
Sect Master Helian: "..."
Head Jane, who was determined to get back the scene: "..."
Yun Haoquan, who was full of desire to watch the excitement: "..."
Everyone: "..."
A cultivator's face is more important than anything else, does this Yun Yiyi even want face? To admit that he is a little trash? Just throw in the towel?
Also, why does she feel that face is not as important as a meal in her heart?
But she spoke very naturally, her face was magnanimous, as if admitting that she is a waste is not a shameful thing, but a trivial matter that cannot be more ordinary.
Sect Master Helian was the first to recover, and said with a smile:
"Master Jane, what Yun Yiyi said is correct. Her cultivation level is right. She is indeed no match for the disciples of the noble sect. There is no need to compete. Our Honghuang Sword Sect just admit defeat."
Although Sect Master Helian said the words of admitting defeat, the expression on his face was very meaningful, as if an adult gave way to an ignorant child.
The head of Jian only felt that a mouthful of old blood was stuck in his heart, and he didn't compare it, and he didn't compare it, it was all because of Yun Yiyi's shamelessness, and he gave up in a big way.
At this time, Yun Haoquan came over to smooth things over: "You two, why don't we go in first, and let the disciples discuss after we settle down?"
Sect Leader Jian had no choice but to get off the donkey and said, "Okay, since Hall Master Yun said so, let's go in first!"
Sect Leader Jian and the members of the Great Sword Sect behind him looked a little uncomfortable. They came here to find fault, but now they are disgraced, which is really unlucky.
The most important thing is that the people of Honghuang Jianzong won by relying on their thick skins, which made them feel very panicked.
In fact, Tang Fan and the others from the Honghuang Sword Sect didn't look very good, after all, they didn't have Yun Chujiu's thick skin.
Although it is not authentic to pick a persimmon from Dajianmen, the sad thing is that this persimmon is from their same sect! It is a disgrace to the sect to have such a useless disciple!
Moreover, they could foresee that besides the Great Sword Sect, other forces would also look for opportunities to soften the persimmons, and it would be even worse in the next few days.
But Hei Xinjiu didn't have the self-consciousness of being a soft persimmon. She looked around and looked around, becoming more and more sure that she would stand on the top of the holy mountain sooner or later, because every plant and tree here made her feel very kind.