Several peak masters were talking, seemingly not caring whether Yan Nantian would hear them, even though Yan Nantian was still one of the deputy masters.

There are also a few peak leaders who do not participate at all. They are all the best among the eighteen peaks. In their eyes, Hanxing Peak is not even qualified to compare with them.

Yan Nantian walked slowly towards him with a calm expression. He heard several people talking from a distance, but he didn't care at all.

He glanced at those people, didn't say a word, just raised a disdainful smile at the corner of his mouth, and walked directly in.

"What do you mean? What does that look in his face just now mean? Do you still think that you, the deputy master of the pavilion, have the dignity to do so?"

"If I were him, I would have taken the blame and resigned!"

A few people snorted, even more disdainfully.

Later, Li Tianxing came. Several peak masters turned around to look and laughed: "Here comes Lao Li! Lao Li, you are so slow. You have to work harder this time in the Eighteen Peaks competition.

If it looks similar to Han Xingfeng, it won’t look good.”

Li Tianxing glanced at the peak master, not angry at all, but laughed: "If it can be similar to Han Xing Peak, then I will be very satisfied."

If he could be like Yan Nantian and get to know a monster like Su Han, wouldn't he be satisfied? He would burn incense, thank God!

His words made several peak masters suddenly stunned. They were almost the same as Han Xing Peak, but they were still satisfied? Could it be that Li Tianxing had also fallen?

Eighteen peak masters gathered around a table with extraordinary momentum. The senior people in the Xingchen Pavilion gathered together today. Sitting at the top was Master Qing, the master of the Xingchen Pavilion.

He has white beard, white eyebrows and white hair, and looks very old, but everyone knows that he has always been the strongest person in Xingchen Pavilion. It is precisely because of the existence of Master Qing that Xingchen Pavilion can still become one of the great immortals in the eastern part of the spiritual realm.

One of the sects, even if it is only at the bottom.

"Boom!"

Mr. Qing squinted his eyes slightly, as if he could never open them. He tapped his fingers on the table a few times, and the entire conference room suddenly fell silent.

"The competition of the Eighteen Peaks is about to begin. Our Xingchen Pavilion has held the competition of the Eighteen Peaks in recent years in order to select outstanding disciples, concentrate resources on training, and continuously strengthen our Xingchen Pavilion. However, these years, we are not very satisfied.

"

Master Qing opened his mouth, swung his robe slightly, and glanced around, "Don't you feel guilty in your hearts?"

"Pavilion Master, although we try our best, we can't satisfy you. That means we didn't do a good enough job." Pan Long, the master of Tianwang Peak, said loudly, "Please punish me, Pavilion Master!"

"Please punish me, Pavilion Master!" All the peak masters shouted loudly.

Master Qing snorted: "Punishment? Punishing you is useless, I will not be polite."

He waved his hand and said: "Stop talking nonsense. If there are any good seedlings in each peak this year, please tell me first."

How can Master Qing not be anxious? The gap with other immortal sects is widening every time. I am afraid that if this continues, one day they will no longer be qualified to talk. Now they can still talk and even receive some in front of the principality.

The mission is carried out, but if it continues to fail and is overtaken and replaced by others, then Xingchen Pavilion will be completely destroyed!

When it comes to good talents, a group of people are silent. In the past few years, no particularly talented disciples have been discovered at all. They are pretty good if they are just average.

"Pavilion Master, you should be aware of the situation in our Xingchen Pavilion. It's not that we don't want to train disciples, but it is indeed difficult to meet such talented disciples now." Pan Long, the master of Tianwang Peak, looked helpless, "This talented person

Disciple, it will lead to competition from the major immortal sects, and our Xingchen Pavilion... has no advantage."

Not only are they choosing disciples, those disciples will naturally choose the sect.

Having a good sect means having a good platform and getting more resources. Who wouldn’t want to go to a better one?

Master Qing's face looked a little ugly. Of course he knew that, but if they didn't find a chance to change, they would always be trampled under their feet!

Seeing that Master was not very happy, Pan Long smiled and said: "Pavilion Master, although we don't have the kind of talented disciples, our Tianwang Peak can train some ordinary disciples to the extreme and fully tap their potential. This

It’s already pretty good.”

He squinted his eyes, glanced at Yan Nantian, and said in a deliberately sinister manner, "It's better than some people who have taken a lot of resources from Xingchen Pavilion, but are always at the bottom. They get more resources from Xingchen Pavilion by virtue of their status, but they cultivate the best

Poor disciples, I think this is a waste of resources, what do you think?"

"Not bad, I think so too."

"Yes, if I had so many resources, I could at least train five outstanding disciples!"

"You only have five? I can train ten!"

Several other peak masters nodded and shouted loudly.

The implication couldn't be more obvious, they were all aimed at Yan Nantian.

Yan Nantian heard it, but had no reaction. He didn't seem to care at all. He just said lightly: "Pavilion Master, my eldest disciple Huo Feng died some time ago. He died because he went to guard the sky tomb. I want to give him

Please give me credit."

Guarding the sky tomb has been the mission of Xingchen Pavilion for so many years, and it has never dared to slack off. However, no one from other peaks is willing to do this kind of task, because what is the difference between it and a watchdog?

Not to mention guarding some dead people, who would want to go to such a barren and desolate place?

Naturally, whoever is the worst will go. It has been Han Xingfeng all these years, so they have no choice.

"Guarding the sky tomb is an important task for me in Xingchen Pavilion. If you die for this, you should indeed be rewarded." Master Qing nodded, and he was still very principled.

He took a look and saw that the other peak masters were looking at him, so he naturally understood what their looks meant: "Nan Tian, ​​there is something else I want to tell you today. Everyone happens to be here..."

"Pavilion Master, there is no need to say this kind of thing, it depends on personal awareness," Pan Long couldn't help but said directly, "Yan Nantian, everyone is working hard for the rise of Xingchen Pavilion, so the resources distributed by the sect,

That's two cents spent, but you, Han Xingfeng, have a lot of resources, right? But you haven't cultivated any powerful disciples. It's been five or six years, don't you feel guilty?"

He snorted: "The Pavilion Master has seen your merits in the past and has been embarrassed to speak. I, Pan Long, will treat me as a bad guy. To be honest, don't take it to heart. I think you should retire from the position of Pavilion Master."

Now that you have come down, you are not qualified to continue to hold the position."

After saying bad things and telling others not to take it seriously, Yan Nantian just wanted to laugh.

He looked at Pan Long and saw that the other peak masters nodded. It seemed that they would feel uncomfortable if he did not take down his position as deputy master.
Chapter completed!