The person who came was Lin Qing'er, and her tone was calm: "Fellow Daoist Li Xiao, follow me to the conference hall to discuss matters."
For some reason, she no longer calls Li Xiao "fellow Taoist Ming". In fact, she has read his memories of the first half of his life and knew that his surname was Ming and knew his previous name, but she seemed to prefer his current name.
Li Xiao didn't pay much attention, he muttered in his heart: Discuss? Didn't we agree that if the sky falls, a tall man will hold it up? Why did you call yourself? If you are not tall, then even if you grow into a towering tree in the future, it is the right way to pretend to be a dwarf.
Thinking like this, he turned around reluctantly, but was stunned. It turned out that the little girl's skin had changed drastically. She had changed into a Taoist dress, with a white robe and tied hair. She was as beautiful as jade, with starry eyes that tempered the Milky Way, and her eyebrows swept away. The mountain has indescribable beauty, like a fairy descending from the earth.
The most surprising thing is that the white robe on her body has no wrinkles at all, and is as smooth as water, unlike ordinary things.
Lin Qing'er's face turned slightly red after being stared at by Li Xiao, and she glared at him: "Little pervert, haven't you seen enough?"
As I said, the break of dawn is like waking up from a dream, this fairy is still the little girl she used to be.
"Please lead the way, fellow Taoist Lin." Li Xiaoxiao imitated the Taoist priest in the innocent memory dream world and bowed his head. He pinched the Ziwu Jue with his left hand and raised his chest. This nondescript behavior made Lin Qing'er want to laugh, but she held it back.
Li Xiao also realized that it was funny and rolled his eyes in his heart. Who told you that you are taller than my Taoist friend? He also looked at the black warrior robe on his body. He did not look like a Taoist, but he matched Lin Qing'er in black and white. , make a pair.
This time, Lin Qing'er did not cast a spell, but walked out of Lan Guaifang with Li Xiao. When passing by the lobby, she saw that it was crowded with young women. The aroma of makeup and powder was mixed with the smell of sweat. It was not unpleasant, judging by their clothes. They were dressed up, poor or rich, and all of them looked frightened, but very quiet.
The one who maintains order among them is Turtle Gong.
At dawn, I thought to myself that Lan Kwai Fong no longer existed. Why did it recruit so many young ladies?
Lin Qing'er seemed to know what he was thinking, and said calmly: "Nowadays, mortals are scarce, and the Baihua Sect's market also needs mortals to replenish it, especially the reserves of young women."
It turns out that there is a market under the Immortal Cultivation Sect, and there are also mortals there.
This is how Li Xiao came to understand the world of immortality bit by bit. After all, innocent memories and illusions are mainly based on the human world. Even in the world of immortality, he was imprisoned and his knowledge was limited.
Xiao Niangpi didn't know what kind of cover-up she had used, and she walked through the crowded crowd with her at dawn, but no one noticed the two of them, and no one heard their conversation. The same was true when they got to the street.
As I walked through the familiar yet unfamiliar streets at dawn, I noticed that the shopkeepers and clerks on both sides of the shops were cooperating with Baoding to maintain order. The smell of pickled fish filled the air. I suddenly thought, how can we solve the problem of eating, drinking, sleeping, and sleeping among these millions of people?
Hey, there are many immortal cultivators here, it’s not your turn to worry.
At dawn, I followed Lin Qing'er into the gambling house. It was also crowded with people, even the gambling table was full. Everyone was hot and sweaty, and the smell was equally unpleasant.
The two ignored Baoding, who was guarding the door, and went straight through the first and second entrances and entered the third entrance. It turned out that the meeting hall was here. There were many people standing or sitting inside, but the air was very fresh.
At dawn when I entered the third entrance for the first time, I couldn't hide my curiosity and looked around. I saw carved beams on the roof, lanterns on the four walls, and blue brick paving. There was nothing else. The furnishings were not only simple, but almost empty, except for There are some futons placed on the ground, which is clearly a place for meditation.
At dawn, I looked at the people in the room. There were at least a dozen futons on the floor, but there were only three people sitting cross-legged, and they were all familiar to me.
The man in the middle, with his white robe and solemn face, is the head of the Sword Sect.
The one on the left, Youtou Fenmian, is one of the young masters of the Taotie Sect. Why is he one of them? The leader of the Taotie Sect has many Taoist companions and numerous heirs, and Hu Buwei is just one of them. Unlike Lin Qing'er, who is an only child, and things are rare and valuable.
According to the figure on the right, the man with a wooden face and a bun is the elder of Yaowang Valley.
Since the ghost market has ended, the dawn will no longer be the first of the three lines.
There were three people in the main group, followed by a group of people standing behind each other.
Obviously, those who are qualified to sit on the futon are the ones in charge.
At dawn, the familiar fat shopkeeper Mr. Biet stood behind Mr. Shui.
Behind Hu Buwei and Elder Yao, there was also a familiar person standing at dawn, namely Ding Xiaobao and Tie Zhu.
Li Xiao's heart skipped a beat. Normally, under such circumstances, it would be impossible to hold the annual competition.
I originally thought that I would be quite happy without having to fight my old friend Tie Zhu about life and death. Could it be that I am too happy too early?
The three principals were discussing something. When they saw Lin Qing'er and Li Xiao coming in, they all looked over at them.
Master Shui's eyes naturally fell on his beloved disciple, and he nodded and said, "Qing'er, you've worked hard these days."
Elder Yao glanced at Li Xiao calmly. Since Lin Qing'er was alive, it meant that the plot to kill with a borrowed knife had failed. There were unforeseen circumstances, so there was nothing to say.
Hu Buwei's eyes were full of sinister fervor, flitting between Lin Qing'er and Li Xiao.
"Master, my disciple almost didn't come back." Lin Qing'er pouted, rarely showing off her childish side, walked quickly to Master Shui, pulled a futon and sat down, with the profile of a master, not daring to Transcendence.
As the young master of Baihua Sect, he is qualified to sit down.
At dawn, he stood behind Lin Qing'er like a demonstration, deliberately being angry and indifferent. Anyway, the gap was already formed, so it was useless to show weakness. It was better to be strong.
He looked at Tie Zhu who was standing behind Elder Yao again, with a friendly look on his face. He was congratulated that his only friend was still alive after the world was annihilated.
Sect Leader Shui said: "You are here at the right time. I am discussing with Master Nephew Hu and Taoist Medicine Fellow about the annual competition..."
No, you still want to fight? Li Xiao was really angry. Not only for himself but also for the people of the world, the world was about to be destroyed. These people were still thinking about some big plan and had no regard for the life and death of the human race. They were simply greedy and crazy...
But as he listened, it seemed that it was not what he thought.
It turns out that this year's competition is actually related to salvation. The competition is no longer a three-person battle with three people in and one person out, but a different arena.
This earthquake was followed by a meteor shower, causing serious casualties among people all over the world. An even more terrifying thing happened later. It turned out that the newly dead corpses would soon turn into demons. Under the command of the main god of drought, Jian, they would attack the people after two rounds of great damage. The survivors of the catastrophe launch a final attack, thereby realizing the prophecy of "the Lord God appears and the world is destroyed".
There are cultivators in the ghost market who can protect millions of people, but the people in other places are not so lucky.
The so-called immortals do not manifest their Dharma in front of ordinary people, which means that those who cultivate immortals are not allowed to interfere in human affairs, but everything is not absolute.
For example, the existence of the ghost market is already an intervention, but it is nothing more than that. If the immortal cultivators intervene in the human world on a large scale, it will cause fluctuations in the rules of heaven and earth, bring about greater disasters, and even the fire of the human race cannot be preserved. That is true. The whole family is destroyed, and the world of cultivating immortals will no longer exist.
Therefore, the three people who compete in the Nianlui will be sent to three big cities to live and die with the city. The one who survives is the winner. If all three survive, they will win together. The winner will enter an ancient formation. Lead the beast into the trap, thereby completing the salvation of the world and preserving the fire of the human race.
