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Chapter 391: Owl Male Love

"Of course, take it seriously!"

Fan Wujie had no expression on his face and his tone seemed very indifferent: "Anyone who condenses the nine-level sword intent will be given the honor of the sword master regardless of age or cultivation. This rule of the sect has been passed down from generation to generation since the establishment of Wanjian Pavilion, so how can I ignore it?"

"Could you three have any objections?"

Yufeng suddenly changed, and Fan Wujie's eyes fell on Chang Chixiao and the other two, making the three of them feel uncomfortable when they were sitting on pins and needles.

"The sect rules have been passed down for thousands of years, so naturally they cannot be disobeyed. However, Luo Yun has a low qualifications and now he will immediately give the position of honorary sword master, which will only affect his cultivation spirit."

Chang Chixiao's eyes turned rapidly and said in a deep voice: "As far as I think, it is better to wait for him to enter the realm of heavenly spirit and give him the honorary sword master. This way, it is convincing."

"Luo Yun has the aurora sword intent and is amazing in talent. Within a year, he will definitely be able to enter the realm of heavenly spirit. During this period, he will be able to polish his mind and be of great benefit to him and Wanjian Pavilion." Qin Qiumo agreed with his expression with a particularly serious expression.

Fan Wujie stared at the two people in front of him, paused for a moment, and slowly said, "Have you finished speaking?"

Knock!

Chang Chixiao and the other two trembled for a moment, and they felt the atmosphere around them solidify. They raised their heads and saw Fan Wujie standing up, condescending with a cold light in their eyes.

"At the ancient sword auction, Luo Yun secretly used methods, which made Chang Mingyang very embarrassed. He handed over the dark heavy sword at an extremely low price, becoming the laughing stock of everyone."

"After the trial, you incite everyone to threaten Yun Changqing and want to bombard Luo Yun out of the sword washing pool. Unexpectedly, Luo Yun condensed the aurora sword intent and used his sharp words to prevent you from coming down from the table, and even could not say a word of rebuttal."

"In view of these two points, you three have a grudge against Luo Yun. If Luo Yun becomes the Honorary Sword Master, it will be extremely difficult for you to secretly suppress him. Therefore, the position of Honorary Sword Master must not be obtained by Luo Yun."

"What I said just now sounds like for Wan Jiange, but in fact, it is just to clear the obstacles for you to facilitate the future response to Luo Yun. Is what I said correctly?"

Fan Wujie's voice was still calm, but the faces of the three of them became extremely ugly. When the last sentence fell, their hearts trembled suddenly and they fell to their knees on the ground.

"Master, everything is a misunderstanding, we have no such plan!"

Chang Chixiao spoke quickly, his expression was completely panicked, and he whispered loudly: "Everything we did is not selfish, it is all for Wanjian Pavilion. Although Luo Yun and us have grudges, they are all over, so how can we wait for an opportunity to take revenge!"

"Luo Yun's talent is amazing. His future achievements will definitely not be inferior to Baili Crazy Life. With such a person, I, Wanjian Pavilion, will be strong. The reason why we do this is just to stabilize Luo Yun's cultivation mind and have no distractions."

"What the two sword masters said is what I think in my heart, and I hope the Pavilion Master will understand clearly."

Qin Qiumo and Chang Mingyang kowtowed one after another. When they spoke, their whole bodies were trembling wildly. A look of fear and panic had already covered the entire face.

"When did I say I would blame you?" Fan Wujie sneered, and the words made the three of them froze. They raised their heads, and their eyes were filled with doubt.

"According to the rules of the sect, once Luo Yun enters Wanjian Pavilion, he must be honored as the Sword Master. This is irrefutable, but what you said makes sense. The Sword Master's power is too great, which will eventually affect his cultivation mind."

Fan Wujie said calmly and calmly: "Therefore, his honorary sword master only has name but no reality, and will never affect the operation of Wanjian Pavilion."

"As for the grudges between you, I have no interest. As long as Luo Yun stays in Wanjian Pavilion willingly and uses it for me, this is enough."

Speaking of this, Chang Chixiao suddenly felt enlightened on his face, he put his head on the ground, and said with a plea: "What the Pavilion Master thinks is indeed comprehensive, which is really admirable!"

"I have already said everything I should say. The trial is over here. You, leave quickly, don't disturb me in seclusion and me in retreat." Fan Wujie waved his hand and issued an order to expel the guest.

Upon hearing this, Chang Mingyang's face was nervous. He was about to speak, but he was pulled by Chang Chixiao and gave a wink.

He raised his head slightly and said respectfully: "The three of us will leave now and we will not disturb you anymore."

After saying this, Chang Chixiao stood up, the three of them bowed respectfully to Fan Wujie, and then retreated until they left the attic.

As soon as the three of them left the attic, a dark light passed by, covering the entire void. When they opened their eyes, they were already far away from the mountains and stood on a wide flat ground.

"Father, let it go for trial?"

Chang Mingyang immediately spoke, his face full of resentment, and he shouted: "Our two families spent tens of millions of spirit stones to bribe countless relationships. In the end, all the forty-three people sent out were dead. Will you not investigate this matter again?"

As he said that, Chang Mingyang's expression became more and more angry, almost roaring, which made Chang Chixiao's face become extremely gloomy and his voice was low: "The Lord of the Pavilion has already said clearly that the trial will end here. Even if we are angry, what can we do?"

A retort asked, Chang Mingyang stopped talking immediately, shut up his mouth, and let his face turn red.

Qin Qiumo sighed and said, "If the trial is successful, the strength of our Qin Chang family will make rapid progress, but at the same time, it will also affect the balance of the three major branches. Now, we have achieved nothing, but we have fallen into the thoughts of the Pavilion Master."

"Just now, even if you ask this matter, there will be no result, it will be left alone."

"The Pavilion Master is a heroic temperament, and everything will be under his control!" Chang Chixiao's tone was cold and he whispered: "That Luo Yun rejected the Pavilion Master twice, which made the Pavilion Master feel cold. Therefore, he deprived Luo Yun of his rights and only gave him a useless false reputation."

"Even, he said these things, all of which were plotting. He wanted to use our relationship with Luo Yun to let us suppress Luo Yun and prevent Luo Yun from having a better life."

Chang Mingyang was stunned for a moment and asked, "Why is this?"

Chang Chixiao immediately explained: "Luo Yun, his talent is so amazing, his future achievements will definitely be extraordinary. The Pavilion Master must be under his command, but Luo Yun is particularly stubborn and refuses to join the Pavilion Master. Therefore, the Pavilion Master wants to use our hands to constantly suppress Luo Yun, making Luo Yun's situation awkward or even embarrassing."

"At that time, Luo Yun will naturally beg the Pavilion Master for forgiveness and join the Pavilion Master's sect."
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