Several peak masters were talking, as if they didn't care whether they would be heard by Yan Nantian, even if Yan Nantian is still one of the deputy pavilions.

And there were even several peak masters who didn't participate at all. They were all the best among the Eighteen Peaks. In their eyes, Hanxing Peak was not even qualified to compare them.

Yan Nantian walked slowly, his face calm, and he heard the conversation of several people from afar, but he didn't care at all.

He glanced at the people, said nothing, but just raised a disdainful smile on the corner of his mouth, and walked in directly.

"What does it mean? What does his eyes mean just now? He still acted as the deputy pavilion master and had the face to watch?"

"If I were him, I would have dismissed myself!"

Several people snorted, even more disdainful.

Later, Li Tianxing came. Several peak masters turned around and smiled: "Old Li is here! Lao Li, you are so slow. You have to work harder in this Eighteen Peaks Competition. It's not good to watch."

Li Tianxing looked at the peak master without any anger, but instead laughed: "I will be very satisfied if it is similar to Hanxing Peak."

If he could meet a monster like Yan Nantian, he wouldn't be satisfied? He would burn incense, thank God!

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

Eighteen peak masters formed a table with extraordinary momentum. The senior officials in the Star Pavilion gathered together today. The one sitting at the top was the Star Pavilion Master Qingzi.

He has white beard, white eyebrows and white hair, and looks old-fashioned, but everyone knows that he has always been the strongest man in the Star Pavilion. It is precisely because of Master Qing, that Xingchen Pavilion can still become one of the major immortal sects in the eastern part of the Spirit Realm, even if it is just at the bottom.

"Dongdong!"

Master Qing squinted his eyes slightly, and his eyes seemed to be able to open them forever. He tapped his fingers on the table a few times, and the entire conference room suddenly became quiet.

"The competition for the Eighteen Peaks is about to begin. Over the years, my Xingchen Pavilion has held the competition for the Eighteen Peaks to select outstanding disciples, concentrate resources to cultivate, and continuously strengthen my Xingchen Pavilion, but I have not been very satisfied over the years."

Master Qing spoke, shook his robe slightly, and glanced around, "Do you feel guilty?"

"People, although we do our best, we cannot satisfy you. That is because we are not doing well enough." Pan Long, the head of Tianwang Peak, said loudly, "People also ask for punishment!"

"Please punish the Lord!" All the peak masters shouted loudly.

Master Qing snorted: "Punishment? Punishment is useful, I will definitely not be polite."

He waved his hand: "Stop talking nonsense. Are there any good seedlings among the peaks this year? You can talk about it first."

How could Master Qing not be anxious? Every time the gap between him and other immortal sects is widening. I am afraid that if this continues, they will no longer have the qualifications to talk to each other one day. Now they can still speak, and even receive some tasks to perform in front of the principality. However, if they don’t fall behind, they will be caught up by others and replaced by them, and then the Star Pavilion will be completely abandoned!

Speaking of good seedlings, a group of people were silent. In recent years, I have not found any particularly talented disciples. It is good to behave properly.

"Peace Master, you should know the situation of our Xingchen Pavilion. It's not that we don't want to cultivate disciples, but it is indeed difficult to meet those talented disciples now," Pan Long, the lord of the Tianwang Peak Peak, looked helpless, "This talented disciple will attract competition from major immortal sects. Our Xingchen Pavilion... has no advantage."

Not only are they choosing disciples, but those disciples will naturally choose sects.

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

Master Qing's face looked a little ugly. Of course he knew, but if he didn't look for an opportunity to change, they would always be stepped under their feet!

Seeing that the Master was not very happy, Pan Long smiled: "People, although there are no such disciples with great talent, our Tianwang Peak can cultivate some ordinary disciples to the extreme and fully tap their potential. This is already very good."

He glanced at Yan Nantian and said sarcastically, "It's better than some people who have obtained a lot of resources from Xingchen Pavilion but are always at the bottom. Relying on their identity to get more resources from Xingchen Pavilion, they have cultivated the worst disciples. I think this is a waste of resources, what do you think?"

"Yes, I think so."

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

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

The other peak masters nodded and shouted loudly.

The implication is obvious, but all of them are aimed at Yan Nantian.

Yan Nantian heard it, but did not react. He seemed to care at all. He just said lightly: "Peace Master, my eldest disciple Huo Feng, died some time ago. He died because he went to guard the Tian Tomb. I want to ask him for me."

Guarding the Sky Tomb is a task for Xingchen Pavilion for so many years, and I have never dared to slack off. However, people from other peaks are unwilling to do this task because what is the difference between this and a watchdog?

What's more, guarding some dead people and going to such a barren and desolate place, who would like to?

Of course, whoever is the worst will go. It has been Hanxing Peak these years and they have no choice.

"Preserving the Tian Tomb is the important task of my Xingchen Pavilion. If you die for it, you should indeed be rewarded." Master Qing nodded, and he was still very principled.

He glanced at him and the other peak masters were looking at him, so he naturally understood what their eyes meant: "Nan Tian, ​​there is something else I want to tell you today, everyone is here..."

"People, it's not necessary to say that this kind of thing depends on personal consciousness," Pan Long couldn't help but say directly, "Yan Nantian, everyone is fighting to the death to make the Star Pavilion rise, so the resources distributed in the sect are all just one cent to spend as two cents of money, but you have obtained a lot of resources from Hanxing Peak? But you haven't cultivated any powerful disciples. It's been five or six years. Do you feel guilty?"

He snorted: "The Lord of the Pavilion is because you have made contributions in the past and have always been embarrassed to speak up. I, Pan Long, just be a bad person and said it straight, don't take it to your heart. I think you should step down as the Lord of the Pavilion. Now you don't have the qualifications to continue to serve."

After saying bad things, Yan Nantian just wanted to laugh when he heard this.

He looked at Pan Long and saw that the other peak masters nodded. It seemed that they felt uncomfortable if they didn't take down their position as deputy pavilion master.
Chapter completed!