"My immortal Banban, he is the ancestor!"
"Just now, I felt that Master Ye was like a god descending from heaven. My admiration for you is like the Yellow River flooding out of control..."
Someone rushed towards Ye Tian, and Lu Lingqi kicked him.
"Don't come near me, your master!"
"Yes, don't come near!"
Zuo Daotong and his disciples also smiled proudly. Lu Lingqi now willingly called Ye Tian grandpa.
The other elders of the Xianjian Sect also stood with their hands behind their backs and looked at these people with disdain.
"You guys, you still want to compete with our Immortal Sword Sect?"
"Young Master Ye can easily refine a top-level sword!"
An elder raised his hand and summoned a magic sword. The sword roared like a tiger and everyone's eyes were wide open.
"Not a handful?"
"Oh my god, there are disciples too?"
Someone saw Tailai's black and white swords, which were also top-level swords, and almost everyone in the Xianjian Sect had them.
“Oh my god!”
Lan Mei's face also looked ugly. She pursed her lips and her legs felt weak.
"Actually, my name is Ye Mei, that's fine too."
"Master Ye!"
Lan Mei flirted with Ye Tian, hoping that Ye Tian would look at him more. Ye Tian rolled his eyes at Lan Mei and said, "Did I bet with you?"
"you!"
Ye Tian pointed at Lan Shen, and Lan Shen also looked up at Ye Tian.
"You, you are the master of weapon refining?" Lan Shen also wanted to kneel down, he also wanted to become a disciple.
How could he possibly offend someone who could easily refine weapons? He just wanted to compete with him, but what a joke, they were not even on the same level.
"I won, didn't I?"
Ye Tian was very direct. Lan Shen lowered his head and nodded.
"Okay, from now on you will stay with Zuo Daotong, understand?"
"Um!"
Lan Shen was filled with grief and indignation. He looked up at Ye Tian again and said, "You are so powerful, why are you betting with me? I have only been practicing weapon refining for a few days."
"I asked you to bet with me? You acted like I'd been practicing for a long time."
Ye Tian has only been practicing for two or three days, but who could believe such words?
"Wow!"
Lan Shen couldn't control himself anymore. He originally thought that he had become a superior person, but now he had lost and had to stay in the Xianjian Sect. This was too unfortunate.
"Why are you crying? Do you think everyone can follow my master?" Zuo Daotong looked at Lan Shen with contempt. His words made Lan Shen shudder.
Lan Mei was depressed. They were attending the conference with Lan Shen, and how could they explain to the sect when they returned?
"Everyone else, are you okay? Go away!"
"hurry up!"
As soon as Ye Tian spoke, everyone retreated and looked at him expectantly. Just now they were worshipping Lan Shen, but now they were absolutely obeying Ye Tian. They would do whatever Ye Tian asked them to do.
Who doesn’t want a top-grade spiritual weapon?
This news was also discovered by the people of Hengshui Sect, who quickly rushed into the Immortal Sword Hall.
"Master, the Immortal Family Sect actually has a weapon refining master who can easily refine top-grade spiritual weapons."
"What?"
When Xuelin heard the news, her face changed drastically.
"Zuo Daotong is so powerful? No wonder!"
Xuelin looked at Wanjianshan. Wanjianshan was hiding too deeply. It turned out that he knew that Zuo Daotong had been promoted.
"Wanjianshan, you are really good!"
Xuelin's eyes rolled. With Zuo Daotong around, Xianjian Sect would definitely become stronger and stronger. If Xuelin targeted Wanjian Mountain again, what would happen if Hengshui Sect had any issues with refining weapons in the future?
"Wanjianshan, how about this? As long as you help me refine a treasure, we can settle our grudges. How about it?" Xuelin made the request again.
Wan Jianshan looked at Xuelin helplessly and said, "I can't promise you."
"What? You can't even agree to this request?"
"snort!"
Xuelin was really angry, but Wan Jianshan said calmly: "That person is not from our Xianjian Sect, he is Zuo Daotong's master."
"Master?"
Xuelin's eyes widened. Zuo Daotong already had a master. In the land of China, another powerful ancestor-level expert appeared?
"Isn't it possible?"
"What's going on?"
Xuelin's head was buzzing, and she wanted to meet this person.
Wan Jianshan had no choice but to lead Xuelin towards Zuo Daotong's sword peak.
At this moment, on the peak of the sword, Zuo Daotong pointed at everyone's necks and scolded them: "Everyone, disperse, leave quickly, and stop talking nonsense to me here."
"My master will never refine weapons for you. Look at your faces just now."
"Are you so embarrassed?"
These people still didn't leave, and they were all squeezed together with thick skin.
"Elder Zuo, it was just a misunderstanding!"
Someone secretly stuffed a treasure into Zuo Daotong's pocket. Zuo Daotong sneered and threw it away.
"Don't disturb my master's rest!"
"Hurry up and leave!"
Everyone was about to cry, and some were still muttering, "If I had known earlier that I would learn from the people of Kaoshan Sect, wouldn't we have female disciples too?"
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