Grandmaster Cultivation System

0Leng Nian had a bitter expression on his face. A thousand words was fine, but two thousand words wasn't enough. Didn't three thousand words want his head to be bald?    

    

Jiang Lier smiled from the side.    

    

"Hahaha, looking at you like this, you still want to write together. Tsk, tsk, tsk. You write more than all of us."    

    

Lan Jin came over and patted his shoulder. In order to show that he was taking pleasure in his misfortune, he also said, "Write well."    

    

Leng Nian looked at Chen Chuan, who seemed like nothing had happened, and suddenly felt that his hairline was gone.    

    

He felt helpless.    

    

The cold young man could only say, "What's wrong with that? Didn't you write this because Master thinks I am too outstanding?"    

    

Everyone:... ""    

    

Chen Chuan turned around and nodded his head solemnly. "Yes."    

    

Jiang Lier was confused.    

    

Master, you are not my biological master.    

    

"Sigh, it is not that I want you to spend some money to write, but that you need an example."    

    

Jiang Lier glanced at him.    

    

In Chen Chuan's eyes, it was as if he was asking, "What do you mean by that?" Am I not your example?"    

    

Chen Chuan sighed.    

    

"Li'er, you are my personal disciple. You are excellent. Can you just let others be outstanding?"    

    

Jiang Lier was dumbfounded.    

    

What did that mean?    

    

"Ahem, Sect Master Chen, your disciple is pretty good. If this was the Evergreen Sect, how good would it be?" Evergreen Sect Master said.    

    

As soon as he said that, a trace of regret appeared in his tone.    

    

Chen Chuan heard it. That's what he's fighting for.    

    

He said: "Then I feel sorry for the Evergreen Sect."    

    

"Cough cough. This... is indeed a bit." Evergreen Sect Master sighed. If he could have such a good disciple here, he would not need to be so tired.    

    

The disciples of Evergreen Sect didn't notice anything.    

    

Soong Yuan didn't think too much when he heard that, but it didn't mean that Lee Yuanhua didn't think too much either.    

    

In fact, he was thinking even more.    

    

Nothing major happened during the exchange meeting. They were just testing each other.    

    

In order to ensure that they would have an idea in their hearts during the competition in the future.    

    

Wait. When the exchange meet ended, there was basically nothing much to do.    

    

Chen Chuan was very satisfied.    

    

How good would it be if this continued?    

    

Unfortunately, Salted Fish didn't seem very likely.    

    

After returning to the sect, Chen Chuan saw Jiang Lier and the others accept their fate and choose to write down their insights.    

    

Seeing how obedient they were, Chen Chuan immediately decided to let them hold a one-on-one match.    

    

The moment this news came out, everyone in the sect wailed in grief.    

    

They all condemned him for being an emotionless puppet.    

    

Even so, they still had no choice but to choose the competition.    

    

Chen Chuan made a lot of suggestions from his own words, which made them improve further.    

    

After Leng Zhaoru learned about it, she specially went to ask Chen Chuan about it.    

    

"Senior Brother, we have been doing very well these years. We are all very good."    

    

Chen Chuan was embarrassed for a moment and said, "This, what does junior sister want to say?"    

    

He did not think that this was very outstanding. He only knew that it was better to keep an eye on the bastards in the sect now.    

    

He could still do something interesting while he wasn't busy.    

    

Ever since the exchange meet, perhaps due to the influence of those several thousand words of comprehension, most sects had quietened down during this period of time.    

    

Occasionally, they would spar with other sects and exchange some experience.    

    

This wasn't very likely for the High Martial Sect and Blood Knife Sect.    

    

Sometimes, he could do it with Changqing, but that was all. If they were bored and had nothing to do, it would be normal.    

    

Just like now.    

    

"Tsk tsk, that won't do. Your sword is too steady. The force in your hand is concentrated on the hilt."    

    

"Sigh, sigh, sigh. You use a sword to fight, not a sword to hit someone else."    

    

"Alright, alright, relax. Don't keep thinking about beauties."    

    

Chen Chuan said.    

    

Lee Yuanhua was so angry that his face turned green.    

    

"Are you done or not?"    

    

Chen Chuan casually spread his hands and said, "It's because you don't like my guidance. I work so hard to guide you in cultivation."    

    

"Sigh ~"    

    

He let out a long sigh and shook his head. He looked at Lee Yuanhua with eyes full of disappointment, as if he was looking at Ah Dou, who couldn't be supported by mud.    

    

Lee Yuanhua was so angry that he wanted to curse.    

    

However, he would occasionally come here to give pointers. Occasionally, he would say a few words. It was indeed a huge improvement for him.    

    

Lee Yuanhua asked quietly, "Since you value me so much, why don't you let me marry Junior Sister Leng?"    

    

Chen Chuan's face darkened.    

    

He immediately slapped her.    

    

Lee Yuanhua subconsciously widened his eyes and pulled out his sword to fight.    

    

However, he was forced back a few steps by the strong wind.    

    

Sure enough.    

    

Chen Chuan was indeed gifted.    

    

Just based on this point alone, he lost.    

    

However, he was furious.    

    

"Junior Sister Leng doesn't like you. Aiya, I already said I don't like you. Even if you break the heavens, you won't like you anymore."    

    

Chen Chuan's face was full of sadness as he tried to persuade her earnestly.    

    

To be honest.    

    

If this Lee Yuanhua was a disciple of his own sect, he would be fine too. Unfortunately, his character was a little crooked.    

    

"Ai ~"    

    

He sighed again in sorrow.    

    

"What are you talking about? If it wasn't for you, how could Junior Sister Leng not like me?" Lee Yuanhua said proudly.    

    

By the way, thank you for your advice, but I will not give up. " After Lee Yuanhua finished speaking, he quickly slipped away. If this was in the past, he would definitely kick him.    

    

Chen Chuan watched him run away, as if he didn't want to care about anything.    

    

He knew it.    

    

This was because he had kicked him out of his experience.    

    

Tsk.    

    

It seemed like he was going to lose another person.    

    

Sigh! What a pity.    

    

"Tsk." Chen Chuan knew, but he still did not give up.    

    

Chen Chuan was very regretful.    

    

Lee Yuanhua was so angry with him these days that he almost flew into the sky. This time, he had completely run away.    

    

He had not found anything interesting yet, so he ran away. Forget it. Although his interest had increased a little, he hoped that Lee Yuanhua could grow stronger.    

    

He had never felt defeated by an enemy he had nurtured.    

    

What kind of feeling was this?    

    

Chen Chuan was looking forward to it.    

    

It was a pity that he could not cultivate it.    

    

Suddenly.    

    

Chen Chuan had an idea.    

    

Since Lee Yuanhua was useless.    

    

Could it be that Jiang Lier could cultivate another genius?    

    

He stood under the scorching sun for a long time. In the end, he did not want to make a move.    

    

He returned to the High Martial Sect.    

    

When he saw the group of disciples training hard and trying their best to show off.    

    

Why did he feel that these people were doing this because they saw him?    

    

He rubbed his chin and thought deeply for a moment.    

    

Then, he gave them some pointers in the group of people.    

    

After that, he immediately went to tell Leng Zhaoru, "Junior Sister, I will go into seclusion for a period of time. I will leave the sect to you."    

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