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Occasionally, there were a constant stream of disciples from all generations coming to visit the head of the sect and elders, etc.

"I have met the sect leader." "I have met the head of Mo." "I have met the head of Ning." "I have met the head of He."

Disciples of different generations have different names of greetings. Song Shenxing and others accept it with the same generation. The disciples of previous generations with high generations come to see the ceremony, which is a sect position that respects several people, and Song Shenxing and others must also return the ceremony.

Fortunately, there is no need to judge etiquette by seniority in business. Otherwise, if there are four or five generations higher than Song Shenxing, I am afraid that there may not be few people who have to call the Grand Master Uncle.

Public is public and private is private. In private, Song Shenxing meets Chen Laozu and kowtows. However, if you are more important than public affairs, no matter how high Chen Laozu's seniority is, he should first treat Song Shen, who represents the sect according to the etiquette.

The sect’s seniority is clear and clear at a glance.

Just like Ning's first seat, Ning Ruyu was carefully cultivated by an elder with at least seven or eight generations, but her seniority did not improve as a result, and she was still of the same generation as Xu Daoning.

Old Ancestor Chen favors Tan Weiran, but even if the ancestor can bring Tan Weiran with him and fully inherit the ancestor's life skills, it is only half the friendship. Tan Weiran is still Xu Daoning's disciple, and his seniority remains unchanged.

This is the reason why etiquette cannot be abolished.

The sect competition was not a major ceremony, and not many disciples from all generations came. Even so, Song Shenxing and others were in a hurry.

Fortunately, there is no saying that the true disciples have become masters, only the inner disciples have this statement. The inner disciples have limited achievements and may not be able to survive until now. Song Shenxing and others have not seen many elders, most of whom are from the same generation in the past.

It is indispensable to greetings like "Senior Brother, I've been missing for a long time".

Mo Feique and He Ping smiled so hard that they couldn't even close their mouths. There was nothing else because Jade Lifeng and Jade Defeng were the most disciples who came back. The former had many external relationships, while the latter had strong cohesion.

There is only one place that is deserted and miserable.

Tang Xinyun withdrew her gaze and said with envy and disdain: "What's so great? Isn't it just that there are many people?" Zhou Dapeng agreed deeply.

Xu Daoning looked at him for a while and suddenly said lightly: "There is less again. Every time the sect ceremony and competition, there are fewer and fewer disciples from all generations who have returned."

Tang Xinyun recalled and nodded, "Wang Ao, who met Lifeng, has been out for more than ten years, and it seems... has never been back?"

She remembered the name Wang Ao because she was born in poverty and was a recognized genius. She was once a true disciple and was relatively arrogant. Due to various reasons, she was excluded by many aristocratic families of Jianlifeng, which caused a lot of trouble. That incident back then was much more sensational than Tan Weiran's killing of Jianyongfeng.

In the end, Wang Ao took the truth, but Mo Feique took off his true teachings and became an ordinary inner disciple. Since then, he has never come back after going out for a trip.

Tang Xinyun suddenly felt cold all over her body, and she couldn't help but say in horror: "Master, if every generation of outstanding disciples is gradually lost, then, then..." She was shocked and couldn't continue to say anything.

Xu Daoning said with a calm expression: "Wang Ao will never come back. For a hundred years, the number of disciples who have not returned from their homes and who have not returned from their masters has increased to 30%. Wang Ao is just one of them."

As the important competition begins again, fewer people come and go to visit and make relationships.

Tan Weiran used a crushing attitude and seized Tongxuan No. 1 without any suspense. The battle in the Qi Realm of the Qi Realm was the highlight, and it was just the beginning of the general.

The disciples of the Qi Yu Realm are disciples from ten to thirty years. Among them, there are many outstanding disciples from the famous sect. However, for the current disciples, these Qi Yu Realm are older and have a big difference in cultivation, and they feel alienated, which is not as lively as Tongxuan Realm and Guanwei Realm.

At this time, the battle between Guanwei quarterfinals began at the same time, and one of them was Liu Chengfeng vs Wei Rubei.

Tan Weiran was thinking about Master’s explanation and did not care about the battle of the micro-realm. At this time, considering the difficulty of one-to-one challenge, he might as well come here to explore the details of the micro-realm.

Watching the battle all the way, Tan Weiran was thinking. I vaguely remembered that when Liu Chengfeng participated in the competition in his previous life, he had not reached the micro-viewing realm, nor did he condense his sword intent, and he still swept across the Tongxuan realm.

"I'm afraid my senior brother is unlikely to take the first place in Guanwei." Tan Weiran speculated.

Often, the Battle of Guanwei is supported by disciples who have been in the school for seven years. The Battle of Tongxuan is supported by disciples who have been in the school for four years.

The group of disciples four years ago did not show any outstanding talents like Wei Kun. The battle of Tongxuan in this competition is not valuable enough, so it is natural that Tan Weiran easily swept over.

After wandering around for a while, Tan Weiran came back through the crowd. Wei Rubei in the venue seemed to see him. The moves he had not used for a long time, and instantly burst out with endless sword light, as if he had transformed into countless people!

Countless disciples were shocked: "It's the sword intent again!"

Mo Feique smiled with satisfaction, as if he said to himself: "Rubei is just a sword intent that he cultivated a year ago, and only a mere 30% sword intent."

There were quite a difference in cultivation. Liu Chengfeng's sword intent was a little weaker, and he was immediately defeated by Wei Rubei with one move.

Tan Weiran noticed keenly that a sword light quietly passed behind Liu Chengfeng, and shaved the fabric on his back buttocks, revealing a small piece of white bare buttocks, soaked with some blood.

"Ah!" Wei Rubei looked innocent and hurriedly apologized: "Junior Brother Chengfeng, this is an accident. Brother Hui did not do it on purpose."

Tan Weiran's eyes were cold, and he flew over, took off his coat and put it on Liu Chengfeng's buttocks. He clicked Wei Rubei and said to Liu Chengfeng, whose handsome face was flushed: "Senior brother, go and wait first. Wait a minute, I will strip him naked with my own hands."

Wei Rubei hurriedly showed a look of shame and anger and said, "Brother Weiran, how can you rely on me? I failed for a moment."

Tan Weiran turned around and looked around. An Suer and the other three were still fighting. A light ray of light floated on the corner of his mouth and he said to himself: "Okay, why wait any longer? I have anger in my heart, so come!"

Turning around and flying into the air, like a goshawk rushing to the rabbit, his eyes were stern: "Wei Rubei, don't wait any longer, I'll challenge you now!"

"Fist intention!" Wei Rubei calmed down and swung his sword, and the sword light filled the blink of an eye.

Tan Weiran fell like a stream of fire, his momentum was extremely fierce and he threw himself into the sword light. With a bang, Wei Rubei groaned, and his arms were sensational from the sword body, and his body flew backwards.

Wei Rubei was very strong. Tan Weiran shook his hand and shook off the numbness. He stepped out with one step, and immediately chased after him like a tiger, like lightning. He rose into the air, and his fingers flew: "Fly for me!"

Even though Wei Rubei had all his skills, he was caught up by Tan Weiran in the air with a huge force and a huge move of Tuxing Dragon Claw Hand, and he couldn't help but fly out dozens of feet again.

Tan Weiran smiled and caught up, then drove Wei Rubei away with one move. This time, after Wei Rubei slid dozens of feet away, he finally fell into the battlefield where Zheng Wenjun was fighting.

Zheng Wenjun and the other two jumped away, surprised, but saw a handsome young man falling down through the air, and a move of the golden dragon claw hand made the air to tear apart, and the golden light filled the air.

"Three-fold intention!"

Zheng Wenjun's expression changed for a moment, and his sword swung his light. Tan Weiran laughed loudly: "Ming Guangsword, haha, you dare to use Ming Guangsword to fight me. Then you deserve your luck!"

"Mu Xinglong Claw Hand! Let go of me!"

The intention of the fist was released, and a sudden burst of dark force burst out, just like endless vitality. He took Zheng Wenjun directly through the air, and the hidden force eroded his bones. Zheng Wenjun suffered a pain for a moment, and the sword suddenly dropped out of his hand.

"Bad guy, I can't even take a single move. Hahaha."

Tan Weiran wanted to pursue, but Wei Rubei came over with a smirk and said righteously: "Brother Weiran, I know you are determined to challenge us, but if you take action like this, it is clearly a violation of the rules of the sect."

Tan Weiran's voice was loud and his one move made the air burst: "Too much nonsense!"

Wei Rubei was obviously alert for a long time, and he waved his sword continuously in an instant. Tan Weiran's golden fingers couldn't stop intersecting with the sword, making a tinging sound, just like the sound of gold and iron colliding!

Tan Weiran's slender fingers were completely unharmed and seemed indestructible. Wei Rubei's fake smile was interrupted by Tan Weiran's rough method, and he seemed much stiffer. He couldn't help but secretly shocked Tan Weiran's strength.

Wei Rubei and Zheng Wenjun were extremely angry, and they were also focused on their face and refused to join them. Tan Weiran whistled loudly when he saw this: "Why do you have to pretend to be a pretentious person? You go together, I will still beat you up."

Before he finished speaking, Tan Weiran attacked forward like a beast. One of them was pretending to be a sensible person and the other claimed to be a master. He did not want to join forces, but was attacked by Tan Weiran with a strong momentum. He could not withstand it even though he retreated step by step.

"Okay. OK. OK!" Tan Weiran was very happy. At this time, Fang felt a sense of fighting pleasure, and he raised his head and breathed out!

"You Quan, An Suer, I'm Tan Weiran challenging you. Do you dare to come over and fight me!"

The loud roar that was so loud that it was stirred up. You Quan, who was fighting in another venue, was moved when he heard the sound, sneered at his opponent, turned around and said, "I'll get rid of a kid first, and then finish this game with you!"

An Su'er hesitated a little. Listening to You Quan's whistle, she moved with a thought, and smiled sweetly: "I'll go first, come back later!"

You Quan and An Suer came over one after another. Seeing Tan Weiran and Wei Rubei fighting each other, they were stunned. They both turned around and wanted to leave: "Tan Weiran, wait until you finish the fight, and come to challenge us!"

Tan Weiran laughed: "Why wait any longer! That's the moment!"

"Who borrows me a sword!"

Just as he was about to grab a sword from his disciples, a sharp whistling sound suddenly penetrated through Jianzhi Peak.

A flying rainbow drew a light in the air, flying above Tan Weiran's head. Tan Weiran smiled and grabbed the flying sword, bowed to Jianzhifeng, "Thank you, Master!"

A sword broke through the air and vaguely expressed Xu Daoning's meaning. The guardian who had originally wanted to stop him was powerless.

Tan Weiran blinked his fingers and swept thousands of lights, roaring sharply: "I want to leave? Let's go after the fight!"

With a sword swing, the sword light was constantly surging. It caused countless thunder and shocking sounds, and it even had a scent of sky that was like overturning the world.
Chapter completed!