Chapter 1610: Guilty of public anger

   Chapter 1610

This middle-aged man is named Fang Pingxuan, and he is a direct disciple of the former suzerain. Because his talent is not too outstanding, so many years ago, the suzerain has clearly stated that the future position of the suzerain will not be passed on to him. Here, this is also to prevent him from thinking wildly and disturbing his mind to affect his cultivation.

  Although he was already destined to not be qualified to inherit the position of suzerain, Fang Pingxuan was upright, and his reputation in Nanlizong was extremely high, and even the two elders did not dare to offend him easily.

"Uncle Qiu, Uncle Chang, my Nanlizong has been in decline for thousands of years, and it was hard for someone to comprehend the Nine Heavens Magic Thunder Sword, and I am still four disciples. This is exactly the lintel of my Nanlizong Guangyao, regaining the glory of the past. Great opportunity, if Junior Brother Zhou, Junior Brother Lin, and Junior Brother Yu are excluded from the inner door, what's the difference between being violent and violent?

  If I miss this opportunity and watch my Nanlizong continue to decline like this, how can we be worthy of the ancestors of Nanlizong, how can we be worthy of the suzerain’s death-time entrustment! "Fang Pingxuan said sternly.

   "Senior Brother Fang is reasonable, Junior Brother Zhou and Junior Brother Lin have this talent, so why can't they become inner disciples?"

  "If even such a talent is not qualified to be an inner disciple, when will our Nanlizong have the first day, and when will we regain its former glory."

"If we Nanlizong missed such a talented talent, missed this once-in-a-lifetime opportunity to rise, and in the future under Jiuquan, what will be our face to meet the ancestors of the past!" With Fang Pingxuan taking the lead, other disciples' worries would be much smaller. He also babbled, even the Jizong disciples are no exception.

  Gu Fenghua nodded secretly in his heart, this sect is not hopeless, maybe one day, it can really reproduce its previous glory.

  Even his own disciples blatantly opposed it, and did not give himself the elder face at all, Swing Qianjian's lips trembled with anger. This is no longer a question of whether Zhou Siqin and others can become inner disciples, but a question of his face as an elder.

   "I don't believe it anymore, I can't handle Han Yangshu, I can't handle Han Yangshu, and I can't handle a few ruddy outcasts!" Swing Jianxin shook his head and wanted to speak again.

   But before he said anything, he was held by Chang Wanfa.

   "My Nanli Sect is different from other sects, so don't commit public anger." Chang Wanfa winked and reminded in a low voice.

  The swing sword struck a sharp zero, and suddenly calmed down. Compared with other sects, the history of Nanlizong is too long, and the past is too beautiful. When it comes to the glory of the past, all the disciples of the sect are proud of it.

  To revitalize the sect and regain its former glory is also the lifelong wish of the disciples of Nanlizong. Since ancient times, I don’t know how many disciples have worked hard for this goal, and even sacrificed their lives for this goal.

  Now Zhou Siqin and the others have proven their qualifications and strength. If he insists on sticking to his own opinions and pushes them out of the inner door, then he is simply against Nanlizong and against the ancestors of the sect.

  Once the anger is committed, maybe even the elder he will be ousted from the stage, and then all the face and the inside are really lost.

"Ahem, ahem, what the teacher nephew Fang said is extremely that Zhou Siqin, Lin Ye, and Yu Le'er have such talents. It is a great blessing for me to go south to Lizong. I announce that they will be included in the inner sect." Seeing the Swing Sword suppressed his anger, Chang Wanfa said quickly.

  (End of this chapter)