Qianji Pavilion, Tongyou Hall.
Of the five major immortal sects, three major immortal sects are now gathered here.
The white-browed old man of Qianji Pavilion, Zhenjun Kongwu, the leader of Jianzhai, Zhenjun Yijian, Zhenjun Chonghe, Zhenjun Duanyi, the leader of Sanqing Dao Sect, and the only one who is both a Yuanying monk and a junior Si Bai.
The Tongyou Hall is not like the main hall of the Sanqing Dynasty, which has upper seats. Instead, it is like a reception hall. There is a large sandalwood table in the middle and eighteen high-backed chairs around the table.
The back of the chair and the edge of the table are carved with lifelike exotic plants, auspicious animals and auspicious clouds. It is beautiful to look at, but the uneven and patterned back of the chair is really hard to lean on and makes you feel uncomfortable.
Those who were seated were all Nascent Soul cultivators, and all of them had straight backs and possessed the spirit of immortality.
The white-browed old man from Qianji Pavilion, the host, was sitting at the head. Directly opposite him were Kong Wu Zhenjun and Yijian Zhenjun from Jianzhai.
As soon as Zhenjun Chonghe entered the door, he exchanged a few words with Zhenjun Kongwu, walked straight to the old man with white eyebrows and sat down, and did not forget to say a few polite words to the old man with white eyebrows.
Zhenjun Duanyi followed Zhenjun Chonghe and sat down, with an indifferent expression on his face, and the corner of his eye did not move at all.
Although Si Bai was a junior, he was also a Nascent Soul cultivator. At Zhenjun Chonghe's signal, he sat down below Zhenjun Duanyi.
Liu Wuyi led the disciples at the Golden Core Realm to stand behind the elders of their respective sects.
He himself stood behind the white-browed old man, and Lingchu naturally stood behind his master Duanyi Zhenjun.
Jiang Yanzhi and Shen Tingfeng also returned to the disciples of Jianzhai.
Yan Bei is also a disciple of Zhenjun Duanyi and Lingchu's senior brother. He naturally stood beside Lingchu, but couldn't stop looking in the direction of Jianzhai.
In the main hall, all the monks and disciples who could come here were the core monks and disciples of the major sects. They all looked upright and dignified. Yan Bei's lively expression was really eye-catching.
"Thank you Sanqing for taking care of our two disciples of Sword School." Zhenjun Kongwu seemed to be very familiar with Zhenjun Chonghe, so he started the topic again naturally.
"The five immortal sects are connected by the same spirit. This is a matter of duty. It's just a little effort. There is no need to say thank you." Zhenjun Chonghe said it nicely, and his smile was also very sincere.
But it caused True Lord Kongwu to raise his eyebrows, his messy beard curling up and up, "To tell you the truth, I haven't seen Duan Yi for a long time. I haven't seen him for so long, but he is still so heroic. And here are you three. The newly promoted Nascent Soul monk of the Qing Dynasty is called Taishu, right? Not bad, not bad, the next generation is to be feared!"
Si Bai raised his hand in salute, his movements were outstanding, his movements were flowing, and he had a unique style of his own.
Zhenjun Duanyi glanced at Zhenjun Kongwu lightly, and when his eyes passed over the man beside him, he snorted slightly.
The cold snort was very low, but those present were all monks with sharp ears and eyes, so they could naturally hear it.
Following this cold snort, Lord Yijian's already straight back became even more tense, and his whole body was as motionless as a stiff stone.
Where is the sharp edge of the past?
Kongwu Zhenjun and Chonghe Zhenjun looked at each other and looked away.
And Lingchu, who was standing behind his master, could see the clues.
Under the cover of his sleeves, Lingchu quietly touched the arm of his second senior brother Yan Bei with his elbow written all over his face.
There was no sound transmission and no opening of the mouth. With so many Yuan Ying monks present, it was not safe to transmit the sound, and it was even more impossible to speak.
He could only blink when Yan Bei looked over.
He didn't say anything, but Yan Bei miraculously understood what the junior sister meant.
There was also no sound transmission, and his eyes swept over the masters Duanyi Zhenjun and Yijian Zhenjun, then blinked at Lingchu, raised his head slightly, and went back to talk.
Lingchu also successfully understood what his senior brother meant, and silently raised his eyebrows.
The disciples below were looking around. On the square table, a group of Yuanying monks had already started to get down to business after some pleasantries.
As soon as the main topic began, the disciples below naturally became energetic immediately, and no one dared to get distracted easily.
"The Taoist friends from Chiyang Dao Sect and Fuyou Palace are already on their way and will arrive soon." As the host, Old Man Baimei naturally knows the schedule of each sect very well. The time of the Immortal Sect Conference is fixed, and each sect Maybe there will be a delay, but it won't be late.
The monks from Jianzhai also came a while ago.
The Chiyang Dao Sect and the monks from the Fuyou Palace met at the gate of the city. There were no other monks after the two sides. Therefore, the disciples leading the way from Qianji Pavilion were not as slow as they were to the monks from Jianzhai and Sanqing Dao Sect. While visiting Daqian Capital City, I came to Qianji Pavilion.
Instead, he directly picked up the monks from the two sects in a leisurely car and went straight to Qianji Pavilion.
Therefore, not long after the white-browed old man said these words, he heard a sound coming from far away.
The door of Tongyou Hall was open, and the sound came from far to near. You could hear it clearly soon. It seemed that a man and a woman were sarcastic.
"It's really unlucky. I must have forgotten to make a fortune when I went out today!"
Most monks know ordinary calculation methods, and most of them look at the weather.
The sky is clear today, so it's obvious that I mean something.
"You are not very capable, but your temper is not small. Sister, I think you are too good-tempered. In the future, you can just walk away from the hard work of the Deep Sea Demon Eye, but the hard work is not good." The woman's voice was graceful and soft, but the words she spoke were There is a needle hidden in the cotton.
In the case of the Deep Sea Demonic Eye, among the five immortal sects, apart from the Floating Palace, Chiyang Dao Sect suffered the greatest losses.
However, the trouble originated from the Floating Palace, which caused Chiyang Daozong's attitude towards the Floating Palace to change again and again in recent years.
Especially in the Lingchu period of Sanqing Dao Sect, Fu Lingyun and others from Jianzhai came back one after another, and the seriously injured disciples gradually improved, and there was even more resentment.
In recent years, whenever the two sects come together, Chiyang Dao Sect no longer pursues comparisons with Sanqing Dao Sect, but turns around to provoke the floating palace.
It can be said that today's Chiyang Daozong and Fuyou Palace are really incompatible with each other.
It's just that everyone is a big sect, so they still have some decency.
No, as soon as they approached Tongyou Hall, the sarcastic voices between men and women suddenly disappeared.
So what everyone saw was a group of monks with distinct lines and a cold atmosphere.
The monks of Chiyang Daozong and Fuyou Palace are easy to distinguish.
Three Nascent Soul monks came to the Chiyang Taoist Sect, the leader of the black and red Taoist robe, True Lord Luo Yan, a gorgeous young man in a red shirt, True Lord Yanhuo with a red flame between his eyebrows, and a graceful red-haired woman. Xi Zhenjun.
Two Nascent Soul cultivators came to the Floating Palace, the master Bi Xin Zhenjun in the water-sleeved palace attire, and the graceful and beautiful Zhenjun Bi Shui.
Behind them were a group of disciples.
As soon as they entered the Tongyou Hall, both parties sat down far away from each other without looking back.
Chiyang Daozong didn't like Fuyou Palace, nor did he like Sanqing Daozong, so he naturally sat on the side of Jianzhai.
The lower head of the Sanqing Taoist Sect sat in the Floating Palace.
In this way, the five major immortal sects were finally gathered in Tongyou Hall.
(End of chapter)
