Chapter 387 Rejected Twice

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Chapter 387 Rejected Twice

After hearing such a voice, the crowd became a little numb after hearing it several times.

But this time, there was a huge wave in their hearts, because the person who spoke was the majestic master of Wanjian Pavilion, and he also wanted to accept Chu Xingyun as a closed disciple.

The eyes of the sword masters froze, and they all sighed in their hearts.

Their cultivation base is very high, they are all in the realm of yin and yang, in the eyes of ordinary people, they are as high as gods, even the emperors of the dynasty have to pay homage to them and dare not speak loudly.

However, compared to Fan Wujie, they seemed insignificant.

Fan Wujie is the master of the Ten Thousand Swords Pavilion, and his cultivation has reached the realm of Nirvana for the Three Tribulations. He is the real ruler of this vast sect, even in the entire Northern Wilderness, he has a pivotal position.

Now, he has said that he wants to accept Chu Xingyun as his apprentice, no one dares to fight, and no one can fight!

"The closed disciple of the Pavilion Master will not only be able to obtain countless cultivation resources, but his status will not be inferior to that of the Sword Master. In the future, he will even be able to inherit the position of Pavilion Master and rule over the entire Ten Thousand Swords Pavilion."

"Such a condition is too tempting. It is tantamount to attaining the Tao once in a while. If I have such an opportunity, even if I lose decades of life, I am willing."

Voices of envy came out one after another, and the eyes of the crowd gathered on Chu Xingyun. There was no jealousy anymore, and they were all flattering, for fear of provoking Chu Xingyun's disgust.

Chu Xingyun raised his head, stared at Fan Wujie with a gentle face, shook his head and said: "Thank you for your kindness, Pavilion Master and sword masters, I don't want to be a teacher for the time being."

As soon as these words were said, everyone was stunned, thinking that they had auditory hallucinations, but no one thought that Chu Xingyun would answer like this, directly rejecting everyone, including Fan Wujie!

"Why?" Fan Wujie's face was still gentle, and his voice was even less disturbed.

"In my opinion, the way of swordsmanship should be honed and self-cultivated by oneself. If you become a master, you will inevitably be slack. I have just gathered my sword intent and still need to polish my foundation. Therefore, I don't want to become a master for the time being. "Chu Xingyun's voice is very clear, neither humble nor overbearing, and it is clearly transmitted to everyone's ears.

The crowd was surprised at first, but when they heard these words, many people frowned, thinking that Chu Xingyun was too crazy, directly rejected Fan Wujie, and insisted on self-cultivation.

Could it be that he thinks his swordsmanship is better than Fan Wujie?

All of a sudden, a lot of contemptuous gazes fell, and there was a look of disgust on that face, not at all the flattering face just now.

The sword masters also looked at each other in blank dismay. Obviously, they did not expect Chu Xingyun to answer like this.

Fan Wujie looked at Chu Xingyun, laughed suddenly, and said: "Since you have such determination, well, I won't force it."

As soon as he stretched out his hand, a white glow flew out and landed in front of Chu Xingyun.

This white awn is an ancient golden sword, the blade is as clean as it is, exuding a sharp aura, even if it is suspended like this, it can tear the air, the sharpness is extremely astonishing.

"This sword is called Poxuan, it is ranked among the three-patterned king weapons, and its main edge is sharp. It is most suitable for your Aurora sword intent. I will present this sword to you today. I hope you can seriously cultivate and become the pillar of my Ten Thousand Swords Pavilion. "

With that said, the Poxuan Sword let out a burst of humming, hovering over Chu Xingyun's head, as if to recognize him as the master.

"After being rejected as an apprentice, not only did he not get angry, but he also took the initiative to give the sword. The pavilion master's demeanor is astonishing. No wonder he can control the entire Ten Thousand Swords Pavilion." The crowd looked at the Poxuan Sword, and expressed their admiration from the bottom of their hearts. sound.

However, before these words fell, Chu Xingyun stretched out his hand and pushed the Poxuan Sword back in front of Fan Wujie, saying: "The kindness of the Pavilion Master, Luo Yun understands it, and before he can fully control Aurora Before sword intent, I would not accept any help."

"presumptuous!"

Chang Chixiao immediately uttered a voice, and shouted loudly: "Well, Luo Yun, you actually rejected the kindness of the Pavilion Master over and over again. In your eyes, is there a Pavilion Master, and is there a Wanjian Pavilion!"

"The way of the sword master of the pavilion is unmatched by anyone. Just the fur is enough for you to use for a lifetime, but you have repeatedly declined. Do you think your way of sword is better than the master of the pavilion?" Chang Mingyang also stood up, Put on a high hat directly, wanting to accuse Chu Xingyun and trap him in an unjust place.

Chu Xingyun's expression remained unchanged, and his voice said indifferently: "The way of the sword, I am lonely, and my every move is all according to my heart, not to mention, how I say and how I do it, which round will I get you to criticize!"

"You..." Chang Chixiao was short of breath and was about to burst into tears, but was stopped by Fan Wujie. He looked at Chu Xingyun with deep eyes, and finally nodded heavily: "I am very pleased to have such courage."

While speaking, he pointed his finger, retracted the Poxuan Sword, and continued: "Starting from scratch, it might not be a good thing, not to mention, you are right, the way of the sword, you are lonely, I hope that in the near future, you can Go beyond me and step into a higher realm."

After saying this, Fan Wujie nodded to Chu Xingyun, his figure was like an illusion, blending into this world, and finally disappeared.

After Fan Wujie left, the entire space fell silent for a moment before calming down.

A famous sword master all looked at Chu Xingyun with strange eyes. Immediately, several people heaved a long sigh, moved their bodies, and left here as well.

However, there were also a few people who stayed behind, standing at the height of the isolated peak, wondering what they were thinking.

Yun Changqing paused, looked at the sluggish crowd, and shouted at the right time: "The top ten seats have all left the Sword Washing Pool. Next, I will take you to wash your martial spirits and condense your own swords.

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Whoosh!

Several Wanjiange disciples appeared, fell into the crowd, and immediately began to maintain order. The sluggish crowd gradually came to their senses, and they all looked at Xijianchi, no longer thinking about what happened just now.

Seeing that the atmosphere had completely recovered, Chu Xingyun breathed a sigh of relief. At this time, Xia Qingcheng walked up to him, took a closer look, frowned and said: "I rejected the pavilion master twice, and afterward, I still breathed a sigh of relief. Sometimes , I really don't understand what you are thinking, and you missed such an opportunity!"

While talking, Xia Qingcheng shook her head, with a hint of hatred in her tone.

"Missed the opportunity? Maybe it is!" Chu Xingyun moved his head and looked at the direction Fan Wujie left from afar, and a cold light suddenly passed through the dark eyes.

...

Wanjiange, the deepest part of the mountains.

Here, stands an attic towering in the shape of a sword, which seems to be going straight into the sky.

Whoosh!

Light and shadow flickered, Fan Wujie's slender figure gradually revealed, and finally became completely solid.

At this moment, his face no longer had the gentle look just now, his eyes were sunken, and his gaze was as cold as an abyss, and if anyone took a look at him, they would feel their souls tremble and their minds tremble.

"The fledgling boy, not only rejected me twice, but also dared to talk about the way of cultivation in front of me, it really pissed me off!"

Fan Wujie made a roaring sound, the sound waves were like waves, causing the whole attic to tremble, and the mountain peak made a rustling sound, as if it would collapse at any moment.

In front of him, the Po Xuan Sword appeared.

It's just that, instead of exuding a fierce aura, the Poxuan Sword's body gradually became dark and blurred, and finally, a gray streamer swept out of the sword body and sank into Fan Wujie's body.

"I wanted to use the Poxuan Sword to keep an eye on that kid all the time, but I didn't expect that he would be so stupid that he wouldn't even accept the king weapon that was at his fingertips. However, that's fine..."

Fan Wujie stopped yelling angrily, calmed down, and said sternly: "If you want to hone, I will let you hone in Wanjiange. will be frustrated."

"At that time, without my presence, you will kneel down in front of me, crying and begging me to accept you as an apprentice!"

As the words came out, Fan Wujie's eyes became more and more cold.

A nightmare-like strange laughter slowly spread from here, and wherever it passed, all living beings seemed to lose their souls, and their whole bodies trembled!

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