Chapter 352 The traitor
See him anxiously pulling Jiang Wan away.
The old man who had come up to compete with Jiang Wan in drawing talismans came on stage and coughed lightly:
"Wait a moment!
I am also a casual cultivator, so can I also join your Wan Fu Sect?"
Jiang Wan: ...
What is going on?
Is this the legendary Mary Sue halo?
No, what I rely on is not my halo, but my strength. Are they impressed by my strength?
"My fellow Taoist, do you have any advice for me?
If you want to compete again, I am happy to accompany you. I am not in the mood for anything else, let alone quarreling."
Seeing Jiang Wan like this, the old man smiled at Jiang Wan.
“Well, actually I also want to know how you were able to draw so many talismans at once, is there some secret method?
Or you can teach me too, and I will join your Wan Fu Sect!"
Now everyone present was speechless, especially the disciples of Nangong Family, who almost died from anger.
"Two seniors, you must not do this!
You must think clearly. You were invited by my Nangong family and received offerings from my Nangong family, but you turned against us and joined the Wanfu Sect at the last minute. What exactly do you two mean by this?
Do you think it's a good pastime for us Nangong family to slap our Nangong family in the face like this?"
Wan Danzi and Master Yingfu looked at each other. They had no such intention at all. It was the cultivator from Nangong family who over-interpreted it.
They were just curious about how the little girl did it, and by the way, they joined a sect.
Well, they admitted that suddenly joining the other camp would make the cultivators of the Nangong family feel very uncomfortable.
But, they are just independent cultivators!
This time, the Nangong family just spent a huge price to invite them here, but they themselves are not under the Nangong family's jurisdiction.
Jiang Wan took out a small stool from her storage ring, sat there and looked at the monk. Neither of them spoke, and they were just exchanging auras!
In the end, it was the cultivator from the Nangong family who spoke first.
“My two fellow Taoists, do you really want to slap my Nangong family in the face like this?
When you join the Wan Fu Sect, you must think clearly. Joining the Wan Fu Sect today means that you and my Nangong family will become enemies in the future!"
Artificially embellished words are powerful and even have a slight pressure. Who doesn’t have a slight pressure?
As soon as the pressure from this Nascent Soul cultivator of the Nangong family came out, the pressure from Zhenjun Nanchen was also suppressed back.
In the end, it was the Nascent Soul cultivator from the Nangong family who was defeated first.
"Okay, okay, if you all join the Wan Fu Sect today, our Nangong family will never forgive you!"
Despite what he said, the two old men were still determined to join the Wanfu Sect, which made the Nangong family member so angry that he almost couldn't breathe.
I can only send a message to the Nangong family, explain the situation here, and ask them to send other cultivators over.
Jiang Wan was in a good mood as she had picked up two Jindan cultivators for free.
After going through the process of joining the sect and taking the Heavenly Dao Oath, the Wanfu Sect gained two more Jindan monks.
Jiang Wan also stopped sitting and prepared to leave. At this time, a middle-aged male cultivator who was good at formations walked onto the stage.
“This young Taoist friend from your Wan Fu Sect is quite interesting.
But I can also see that you are purely relying on your powerful spiritual awareness, so you can control five talisman pens at the same time or refine five pills at the same time.
There may be some tricks but not too many.
Next, I want to compete with you in setting up an array. There is no shortcut in setting up an array, it's all about skills.
I want to see how you win me over."
Jiang Wan was also speechless.
“My fellow Taoist, would you like to take a look at my bone age? I’m still just a child.
I'm already very capable of making achievements in alchemy and drawing talismans. Do you still want me to compete with you in setting up battle formations?
I'm really not good at it, but there are people who are better than me, let my nephew come and meet you!"
Jiang Wan said, turning around and yelling at the crowd:
"Nephew, come over here! Someone wants to compete with you in formation!"
Xu Hengliang, a young boy of about twelve or thirteen years old, flew over.
"Here it comes, is it finally my turn?
I thought I wouldn't even have a chance to play if you were here."
Jiang Wan:
"What nonsense are you talking about?
I'm not that powerful. You really have to take charge of the formation this time. I can't do it.
As a kid, I know so much that it makes me look like a monster.
Besides, I'm focusing on the pills and talismans, and I don't have the energy to study the formation, so you should come!"
After finishing, look at the middle-aged man opposite.
"My fellow Taoist, you are not going to specifically pick on me to compete with me in something I am not good at, right?"
The middle-aged man snorted.
“I’m not that mean.
Since you are not good at it, let him do it.
"Kid, introduce yourself!"
"Tianyan Peak, Xu Hengliang."
"My surname is Xu, and I'm from the Wanzhen Sect. It's interesting that the kid from the Wanzhen Sect only introduced himself as the Great Wanzong.
Interesting and interesting.
How do you want to compete with me?"
Xu Hengliang turned his head and looked at Jiang Wan, and both of them saw the smile in each other's eyes.
Xu Hengliang said: "How about this, we compete in breaking the formation?
No matter what formation you set up, I can break it."
The middle-aged monk flicked his sleeves.
“Arrogant!
You have learned to speak so arrogantly at such a young age.
Since it was you who proposed it, don’t regret it, and don’t accuse me of bullying the younger generation.
Next, I will cast a spell to see if you can escape."
This is exactly what Xu Hengliang wanted him to say.
"That's great. To be honest with you, Senior, I may not be very good at setting up formations, but when it comes to breaking formations, no one in this entire cultivation world is better than me.
No one dares to say that, including my father!"
The leader of Wanzhen Sect happened to be watching and his face darkened when he heard his words.
"Rebellious son!"
Xu Hengliang: ...
How come this person happened to arrive at this moment to find his place?
But what he said was not wrong. Apart from Jiang Wan, there were others who knew the Wanjingyou Hole-Drilling Formation.
The middle-aged cultivator also heard the Wanzhen Sect Master call him a rebellious son and couldn't help but laugh.
"The disciple is better than the master, but you are really arrogant, even your father can't stand it.
Today, I will teach you a lesson on behalf of your father, so that you will know what it means that there are always people better than you.
Hahahaha, let’s begin!”
As he spoke, he moved and set up a formation around Xu Hengliang.
The expressions of those monks who understood the formation were solemn.
"This formation is actually a lost ancient trap formation. This kid is destined to be slapped in the face."
"Forget about him. Even if his father goes in, he may not be able to break out of this formation."
"Well, young people are full of youthful vigor. If they are not full of youthful vigor, how can they be called young people?
If you experience more setbacks, you will learn from them!"
“Why else do you say that my son needs to be taught by others?!
Isn't that right, Master Wanzhen?"
The leader of the Wanzhen Sect also had a solemn expression on his face, because this formation was indeed as they said. Even if he went in, he would be exhausted to get out, let alone that kid.
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