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Once he said that, everyone was stunned again.

Zhang Xian's face became extremely ugly. He forcefully endured the anger in his heart and said respectfully: "Master, Wuji Sect has always governed one pavilion by himself, even if the Pavilion Lord is empty, it has always been managed by others. There has never been a situation where two people manage one pavilion. Master, by doing this, aren't the two of you trying to make the two pavilions work together? "

This was only one of the reasons. Zhang Xian didn't say the least, but by doing so, Xiao Yao Zi had given up on him. Han Yan was in charge of two pavilions, so he could cultivate two types of abilities, but direct disciples had to learn four kinds, if Han Yan really did train two, doesn't that mean three months later, he would be selected as a direct disciple?

Xiao Yao Zi acted as if he did not hear Zhang Xian's words, and said seriously: "I've decided on this matter, don't discuss it anymore." With that, he flew into the Everlasting Palace without even looking at the rest of them. Arriving at the great hall, Xiao Yao Zi saw the waiting Ancestor Wuji and immediately clasped his hands: "Ancestor …."

Ancestor Wuji turned around and swept his gaze across Xiao Yao Zi, saying, "You've followed me for so many years, and I'm quite satisfied with your decision this time. Han Yan is indeed a cultivation genius, although his talent is not good, but his perseverance and comprehension ability is as good as mine. Early stage cultivation talent was very important, but in the later stage, comprehension and perseverance were the key, of course, there was also mindset. If a person's mentality is not correct, then they can forget about reaching a higher level. "

Speaking till here, the Ancestor Wuji paused before continuing, "In three months, the mysterious land will open, and Han Yan has already been to the infinitesimal space, and as for the Constellation Dimension, it is about the same as the infinitesimal space. This child has already comprehended a Power of space, so after a month, he is allowed to enter, and with his current comprehension ability, I think he will be able to leave within a month."

"He will be out of the infinitesimal space within a month. How is that possible?" Xiao Yao Zi really wanted to say these words, but when they reached his mouth, he did not say them. Although the following three spaces were much simpler than the first one, it still took him nearly three years to enter the second one. He was a little disbelieving that Han Yan would be able to come out in such a short period of time, but he had even thought that it would be impossible for Han Yan to come out time and time again, and his heart was finally at ease.

Xiao Yao Zi nodded: "Disciple understands."

Ancestor Wuji smiled slightly, and said: "I know you have something to ask me, so tell me! I won't blame you. "

Hearing this, Xiao Yao Zi's face was filled with hesitation, he clenched his teeth and asked: "Ancestor, rumors are flying everywhere that Han Yan might be your illegitimate child. Disciple wants to know, is this true?"

Not only did Ancestor Wuji not get angry, he laughed quietly and asked: "Do you think that is possible?"

Xiao Yao Zi had the same thoughts as the majority of the people. Although he felt that it was impossible, how could he explain why Han Yan could control the Power of space? It was precisely like this that Xiao Yao Zi wanted to find out whether Han Yan was the Ancestor Wuji's illegitimate child or not. If not, then he would still treat Han Yan the same way in the future. If he was, then he wouldn't be able to command Han Yan in the future.

The Ancestor Wuji was a shrewd person, he did not answer Xiao Yao Zi immediately but chose to remain silent. After a long while, he took a deep breath and said meaningfully, "It doesn't matter whether I am or not! "It doesn't matter whether I am or isn't, I can't live with the rumors of others. Seeing myself clearly, seeing others clearly, the Great Dao can be achieved …"

The Ancestor Wuji's voice still echoed in the huge Limitless Palace, his figure gradually turned transparent, and then disappeared.

Looking at the direction that Ancestor disappeared in, Xiao Yao Zi had a complicated expression on his face. It was clear that these words were related to comprehending, but the words were too profound, with his current cultivation level, he was still unable to comprehend it completely. Finally, Xiao Yao Zi sighed and muttered to himself, "Look at yourself clearly, look at others … That's right! If you cannot see yourself clearly, how can you see others? "

The square was in chaos.

Not long after Xiao Yao Zi left, Zhang Xian brought all the cultivators that were not in the pavilion and surrounded Han Yan and Xiahou Tian.

Zhang Xian seemed to be serious and snorted: "Han Yan, do you dare to fight with me?" This seemingly fair battle actually wasn't fair. Zhang Xian had already thought about it, and even thought about the strong relationship between the two. It was precisely because of this that he chose this time to fight with Han Yan.

When Han Yan was in the space of the battlefield, he could control the Power of space and easily kill Zhang Xian. This place was outside of the battlefield, and belonged to the boundless universe. No matter how powerful Han Yan was, he could not control the power of the boundless universe. If they were to make a move and let the disciples of the pavilion kill them all, Han Yan would definitely die.

As long as Han Yan died, even if Master punished him, Master would not kill him. Because he and Xiahou Tian were the only two remaining in the sect, Xiahou Tian was not suitable for being Sect Leader. He had followed his Master for so many years and had also learned quite a few ways of managing people. At that time, Master would probably pass on the position of Sect Leader to him, because Master didn't want to see the tens of thousands of years of history of the Wuji Sect destroyed.

Although Zhang Xian's idea was good, Han Yan did not buy into his trick, and coldly snorted: "Get out of the way."

"Make way?" Zhang Xian acted as if he had heard the funniest thing in the world, and laughed out loud, "Fourth Bro, why are you being so arrogant? Others are afraid of you, but I, Zhang Xian, am not afraid of you. If you tell me to get out of the way, I'll get out of the way? "You think too highly of yourself. I just won't let you go today. What are you going to do to me?"

Han Yan's eyes flashed, a huge killing intent was released, instantly enveloping the entire plaza.

The huge square was suddenly filled with a murderous aura. A light breeze blew past, sending a shiver down everyone's spines.

Sensing this enormous killing intent rushing at him, Zhang Xian's face darkened. He subconsciously took a step back and said: "You, what do you want to do?"

Han Yan's eyes were extremely cold, and did not change his expression at all. He only heard him say: "I do not want to kill you right now."

Hearing that, Zhang Xian became even angrier, and said angrily: "You have such big words, you don't want to kill me now? With your little ability, can you kill me? "

At this time, Xiahou Tian could no longer hold it in and snorted: "Zhang Xian, cut the crap you say, you've lost so much face. The meaning behind Master's words just now, as long as one isn't an idiot, one can hear that Master is going to accept Han Yan as her direct disciple. You know there's no hope, so you wanted to kill Fourth Brother.

After everyone heard this, they suddenly realized why Zhang Xian wanted to fight with Han Yan at this time. Some of the disciples who were unable to go inside the pavilion, and were originally surrounding Han Yan, had now quietly retreated. He could take part in other things as well, but he couldn't do anything rash. If he were to end up in the wrong camp, the consequences would be dire.

Watching the cultivators in the pavilion retreating, Zhang Xian was enraged, he spat out a mouthful of blood and asked: "What are you all doing, revolting?"

The disciples that were retreating, stopped in their tracks immediately, lowered their heads, and did not dare to look Zhang Xian in the eyes.0

Zhang Xian roared angrily, and spoke in a dense manner: "Good, very good, you are all just a bunch of petty people who can take advantage of the situation, I can finally see you clearly now." After he finished speaking, he glared at Han Yan and Xiahou Tian, and with a step, he flew up into the sky. Those disciples who were loyal to Zhang Xian also looked at the crowd of people who were retreating just now with anger, and then followed closely behind Zhang Xian.

Han Yan's eyes flashed. He suddenly thought of something, patted the storage bag on his waist, took out the yellow cloth pouch that Xiao Yao Zi had just given him, and handed it over to Xiahou Tian. I can take first place, but I'll give you the reward! " With that, without giving Xiahou Tian a chance to reply, he turned and flew in the direction of Everlasting Peak.

Han Yan's speed was shockingly fast, and in the blink of an eye, he had disappeared.

Xiahou Tian looked in the direction Han Yan left and sighed without saying anything else. Then, he turned around and said in a clear voice, "The Heaven's less pavilion and his disciples will stay behind. When the crowd dispersed, Xiahou Tian looked towards Zi Wei and said: "Zi Wei, you are ranked second on the battlefield.

"What is it, Pavilion Lord Xiahou?" she asked after a moment of slight hesitation.

Xiahou Tian let out a bitter laugh. He had no choice but to repeat what he had said just now, and said. "Ziwei, look …"

Without waiting for him to finish speaking, Ziwei interrupted, "I don't want the reward, just give it to the other disciples!" As he spoke, he took a step forward and flew into the air.

Xiahou Tian was stunned, what exactly was going on with these two, Han Yan did not want it, and Zi Wei did not want the reward either. Could it be that there was some unspeakable secret behind their hasty departure? Thinking up to here, Xiahou Tian laughed slyly and thought to himself, "Younger Brother Han, you really have great ability. Zi Wei, this girl, has a stubborn personality and has always loved Wei Peng deeply. I never thought that you would get your hands on her so quickly.

After Han Yan returned to the Wuji Pavilion, just as he was about to meditate and cultivate, the voice of the Xiao Hui suddenly sounded out. "Boss, the great beauty Zi has come looking for you."

Hearing these words, Han Yan's brows twitched, and his expression changed. He then saw Zi Wei standing in front of the Wuji Pavilion's door, and asked softly: "Han Yan, are you there?"

A puzzled look flashed past Han Yan's eyes. He had a premonition that Zi Wei must have come to find him for an important matter. After all, in the battlefield, he had clearly stated that he only loved one woman in his life. Moreover, the Purple Vine didn't seem to be a woman that was overly entangled, as it was impossible that it had come for that matter.

With this thought, Han Yan flashed to the door. With a wave of his long sleeve, a breeze blew, and the door creaked open.

Seeing the beautiful woman standing in front of the door, Han Yan's expression was normal as he asked: "What is it?"

Zi Wei's eyes were filled with joy. She originally thought that Han Yan wouldn't open the door, but she didn't expect that he would still see her. Zi Wei didn't waste her breath and said straightforwardly: "When Wei Ming was with me back then, he had personally painted a painting for me. He also told me that if there was a day he wasn't around, I would give this painting to … to the next Patriarch of the Wuji Pavilion. "

When she said the last few words, Zi Wei's eyes flashed, but she didn't dare to look straight at Han Yan.

Han Yan's doubt became even stronger, and he asked: Are you really giving this to the next Pavilion Lord? He wasn't an idiot. Even if Zi Wei's eyes weren't evasive, his words were unreliable. If that was the case, why hadn't Ziwei mentioned it the first time she had come here? Also, why did he say those words in the battlefield?

It was just that for some hidden reason, it was inconvenient for Han Yan to ask too many questions. If Zi Wei replied honestly, he would only take it as a story and not a story that he would tell.

Zi Wei took a deep breath and said: "Han Yan, don't ask too much. You must accept this painting."

Han Yan was silent for a while, then said: "Bring it over!"

Zi Wei patted the storage bag at her waist and took out a painting. Then, she handed it over to Han Yan and said, "Back then Wei Ming said that as long as you read this painting with your heart, you will definitely understand what he means."

The painting was beautifully framed, about half a meter long, and although it hadn't yet arrived, it still smelled of books. It was clear that the comprehension ability of a painter who was able to draw such a painting, as well as his skill in painting, had reached an unimaginable level. What surprised Han Yan the most was that he could feel a faint spiritual energy fluctuation from this scroll. This fluctuation was like a formation, but it wasn't. If one didn't pay attention to it, it would be very hard to detect.

Han Yan took the picture scroll and slowly opened it. When he saw the picture inside the scroll, he was slightly startled.

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