"The big forces in the last King Meeting were all led by Lingjian, but this time Venerable Returning to the Void actually came in person!"
"It's the head of the Qingyun Sect, Venerable Rong Xi!"
After listening to the discussion of the monks onlookers, Zi Zhuo looked again and saw a long-bearded monk wearing a green feather cloak standing on the crane in the distance.
Wen Song quickly flipped through the Aotou Tongshu and responded to the above monks one by one, "Venerable Rongxi became a Taoist through the spiritual black stone. He has practiced Taoism for nearly 20,000 people. Among the 25 known Fengyun Venerables, he ranks second." eight."
"The outstanding figures in the direct lineage of the Qingyun Sect behind him, including Zhiyun Tianjun and Zhuoyan Taoist, have been to the ancient heaven."
While he was talking, the red-crowned white crane came in front of him, and a group of Qingyun disciples stood tall on the ground, causing the surrounding monks to hold their breath and follow them to stand on wooden piles.
At this time, black clouds rolled in the east, and black cars with magic flames rushed out. The first one looked like a girl of thirteen or fourteen years old, with an expressionless face, dressed in black, and the gorgeous vine beads on her clothes were blooming one after another, like Warsaw. True and false, psychedelic and strange.
Wen Song turned another page, "This is the head of Wu Tianmen, Venerable Wu Ding, the number one demon in the current Fengyun Realm. Behind her are Wu Tianmen's spiritual mirrors and magical powers, among them Jun Fei Qingtian You have been to the Ancient Heavenly Court, and it is said that Wu Tianmen supported Nanjiang."
He looked at Aotou Tongshu and then at the formation over there, "I heard that King Linyao once made many friends. Look at that person, he should be the Gu Hanxing that Cen Xi mentioned."
"King Linyao also befriends people from the devil's path?"
"I don't know about this, but I heard that there was a demonic sect in Shanhai. After Taiyi ruled Shanhai, he didn't do anything to them."
"Yes." Zi Zhuo nodded, "It seems that King Linyao is very tolerant."
Princes and emperors are not immune to exclusivity. In particular, demons are born with chaos and are more wanton and reckless than ordinary monks, and few are willing to obey the orders of the dynasty. This is a headache for princes and emperors.
Some princes and emperors would turn a blind eye to them, and some would go to the extreme and treat them as cancer.
If King Linyao can really accept a demonic sect and at the same time have it recognize this dynasty, then his evaluation of King Linyao will be greatly improved.
Before Wu Tianmen landed, a group of monks appeared quietly on the long street. They were all white robes and white crowns. When the sleeves swayed, the fragrance of medicine floated faintly. The leader had a slightly hunched back, two white eyebrows in a figure eight, and old eyes were narrowed. There are only a few cracks left, but they are cheerful and approachable.
"That is the Lord of the Cloud Pavilion, Venerable Ximen, a generation of miraculous doctors. The person next to him is his disciple and grandson, who is also the most talented monk in the Cloud Pavilion. His name is Miao, and he has also been to the Ancient Heavenly Court."
When the three parties gathered together, there was an unfathomable chill in the atmosphere.
Venerable Rong Xi stroked his beard and looked at the two of them, "You two have also come in person. Mr. Ximen is the most rare. You haven't been out and about in nearly a thousand years."
"I'm not as good as you guys. When you can move, come out and move more, and see the changes in this world." Venerable Ximen sat on a bench by the road with Miao's help and coughed lightly.
Wen Song, who was sitting on the bench next to him, quickly stood up. Zi Zhuo glanced at him and stood aside.
Venerable Ximen chuckled, "You two little brothers, don't worry about me, just sit down."
Hearing Song cupped his hands, "The elders and the younger are in order, and the etiquette cannot be abolished."
"Haha." Venerable Ximen smiled meaningfully, "The Heavenly Lord next to you doesn't seem to think so."
Zi Zhuo said generously, "You are not my elder, nor am I on the peak. We are strangers to each other, and you are not sitting on the same chair. I respect that you heard the Tao before me, but there is no need to withdraw a hundred feet away in fear."
"Then why don't you sit down again?"
"It's inconvenient." It was really inconvenient for him to sit so close and listen to the greetings of these sect leaders.
Wen Song: You’d better stop talking.
"Sir, please don't blame me. I am a Taoist brother with a straightforward temper." Wen Song confessed to Venerable Ximen and pulled Zi Zhuo to the other side of the square. "You are also so impudent in other people's territory. Fortunately, Venerable Ximen has a peaceful temper. Otherwise I will make you look bad."
"So what if you dump her, I don't care."
"..." Wen Song pointed to the sky, "Someone is coming again."
A large cloud slowly settled, and the monks above were all as graceful as the clear breeze and bright moon.
"This is someone from Huhao Mountain, right? The one in front is the sect leader, Venerable Zhu Yuan. He has been in Huixu Fang for two hundred years. Compared with other sect leaders, he is very young. Next to him are Yan Gu Tianjun and Jing Lutian. Both you and True Lord Huaijin have been to the Ancient Heavenly Court."
Venerable Zhu Yuan greeted those venerables with a smile, "You guys came early, but I am a little late, and I really shouldn't have."
Of course, no one blamed him. Not to mention that there was nothing to blame, and Hu Haoshan was the dojo of Qingmiao Lingyu Master. As the only leader with a quasi-sage background, they had no confidence to blame him.
Before the greetings had even begun, Western sword energy soared into the sky, and dozens of famous swords suddenly appeared in a stream of swords. The force was so strong that people already thought of retreating before long.
After a while, a group of monks appeared in the open space, each holding a sword or carrying a sword on his back, and their determination reached the sky.
The man at the head has half black beard and half white hair, and two black and white swords hanging on his waist. The sharpness is restrained and polished into a rock. He is the master of Xuantian Sword Lineage, Venerable Duan Qiu.
Wen Song whispered, "Xuantian Jianmai and Huhaoshan are the two major humane sects in the Fengyun Realm. The other three are the immortal sect, the demonic sect, and the pure medical sect."
"It's strange. The other four sects have remained neutral. Why did Wu Tianmen get together with Nanjiang?"
"We can't use common sense to speculate that Wu Tianmen is siding with Nanjiang because when Changze, Nanjiang, and Wuqu fought, it ended up helping Nanjiang. But in the past hundred years, it has not intervened in Changze's fight against Nanjiang, so I guess , it helped Nanjiang in the first place, probably because of some deal reached between the two."
Zi Zhuo thought about it, the possibility was very high.
He glanced at the Venerable Wuding. She had no expression at all and did not participate in the conversation between the several Venerables.
Several more small forces came one after another, but they lost their composure in front of the five major sects. They didn't even have the courage to come forward and say hello, and they hid silently in the crowd.
Suddenly, a cold and domineering strong wind swept over, and everyone looked at the end of the street in confusion. They were shocked, was it stiff? !
"It's actually the Zombie tribe. I remember that the first time, they also came to participate, but only one or two came. This time..."
The leader was dressed in a black dress, and her face was pure and beautiful, but there was a fierceness deep in her bones. The zombies behind her, who were in human form, were either handsome or enchanting, and they were all extremely powerful.
Fa Tan, or in other words, the Zombie King who swallowed the complete true spirit of the Zombie clan.
The Zombie King, who had been sleeping in Fenghuang Valley for three thousand years, finally smelted the true spirit that was broken into four parts for his own use, and his Taoism went straight back to the void.
The Zombies led by Dazheng are growing rapidly, but their actions are secretive and rarely appear in front of others, so the world doesn't know much about them.
Therefore, when they came in force, even Rong Xi and other venerables looked solemn.
