Therefore, Ning Xiaoxia was very flattered to be well-consoled by Master Mingjing.
Her experience was more or less related to the Formation Hall, stemming from the grievances between the Formation Hall and Fufeng Pavilion. They owed this girl both publicly and privately, so they needed to be comforted.
"Let's get down to business, I have summoned you today to inform you of an important message." Master Mingjing gave it up and saw with satisfaction that his disciples were all listening. He took out a letter-like object from his lapel and waved it.
Of course, this is not the point of gathering them, it’s off topic.
"The ten-year exchange conference is about to open soon. The six major technique halls of the sect are all in the invitation sequence. The four of you are all on this trip list. Take advantage of the opportunity. This is an opportunity for the formation hall as well. Your opportunity.”
Alas? ! Is there such a thing? Ningxia didn't remember that the heroine had ever participated in an exchange conference. After thinking about it, she could only attribute this to a blind spot that the heroine had not been involved in. There's probably no danger, right?
It is said that not everyone is qualified to attend this exchange conference. This is because the Formation Hall can only obtain invitations if it is ranked among the six major skill halls, while other skill organizations may only be able to hang out in the peripheral markets.
Ning Xia suddenly remembered that the man who went crazy and attacked her today was not a traitor who ran to another organization? Are you stimulated because you can't attend the exchange conference?
But then again, what's wrong with that guy? Why would the Formation Hall, a place with such a heritage and high status, desperately want to leave and go to an organization that is inferior to the Formation Hall? No, he has no chance to participate in the exchange conference.
Forget it, I don’t understand. Ning Xiaoxia said that she might never understand this kind of guy who can’t live an honest life but likes to give away people’s heads.
The exchange conference was still a month away, so we were told not to prepare in such a hurry, but Master Ming Jing also said that his superiors had ordered a few people from Ningxia to be held in the formation hall to refresh themselves on the basics of the formation.
So Ningxia's plan to go to Lin Pingzhen was shattered, so she had to hand over a letter to Jianzhen Pavilion to see if she could pass it to Brother Zhen through Shen Yueyang. Soon she fell into boring basic exercises, ah ah, what's going on with the repeated mental imprinting? She didn't have to do this when she successfully refined the formation for the first time!
As for the reaction of Lin Pingzhen, who happened to be going to Jianzhen Pavilion with her junior brother, after receiving this letter, she didn't know.
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Fufeng Pavilion
"Has that boy Zhang Cunlin come back?" The young man in white took a sip of the tea served by the servant and glanced casually at the young Taoist sitting at the bottom.
"Not yet. I don't know where that damn boy learned his bad style. He's procrastinating. It takes so long to catch a gangster. It's already the second day. Maybe he hasn't found anyone yet."
"Ha, after all, he is a person from there, so he can't easily change his lazy ways. Fortunately, he thought about abandoning the dark side and turning to the bright side. Training and training are still useful." The tone of the white-clothed Taoist who spoke implied disdain, but he didn't know who this disdain was directed at. of.
"...Right." The other party's voice changed and he seemed to have some doubts. "Has the identity of that person been investigated? Don't add any extraneous details."
The young Taoist chuckled and said: "Cun Lin has already confirmed that he is a new disciple of this class. He is young and easy to deal with."
"That's good."
"Du, du, du."
"Look, this is coming..." The young Taoist was interrupted. The servant disciple outside the door said with a heavy breath: "Master, the law enforcement team is here."
"What?!"
When the two of them rushed to the hall, they saw a disciple from the Law Enforcement Hall sitting on a chair. The leader was Qin Feng, a disciple of True Lord Yan Yang. Sitting next to him was another man who was not wearing a law enforcement uniform and did not seem to be a law enforcement disciple.
The white-clothed Taoist approached him in confusion and asked, "May I ask if you have any important matters to discuss here?"
The law enforcement disciple at the top didn't look like he was planning to speak, but the one next to him looked straight over, frightening them into a cold sweat.
"I heard... you want to invite my sister to have tea?"
