Before dawn, there was a lot of excitement outside the tent. Various sects got up early to prepare for the Immortal Cultivation Conference, and Jin Guishan also quickly called everyone up. The Zhengjia sect was very considerate and had already prepared all kinds of breakfasts from the north and the south. One piece of cake, the fat girl was so happy that she couldn't close her mouth, eating bowls of this and bowls of that. If He Lingchi hadn't urged him again and again, they would have eaten them all.
Seeing the crowds of people rushing towards Yingxian Palace along the mountain road, Jin Guishan and his party quickly followed. Flags are fluttering on both sides of the mountain road, and little Taoist priests are there every 100 meters to guide the way. In front of the palace gate, there are lanterns and colorful flowers, with two rows of Taoist priests standing on the left and right, and three Taoist priests in the middle to greet the guests. Each visitor has a Gifts are available.
"Is this Taoist brother?" Seeing the Taoist leader asking, Jin Guishan also raised his hands and returned the greeting: "I, Jin Guishan, was ordered by my respected master Taimiao Zhenren to lead the disciples of Wuyun Sect to come here and ask."
"Oh... Master Tai Miao is a master! Poor Taoist Wuxu, here is my junior brother Zhenxu, and here is my junior brother Huaxu! Senior brother has already given instructions, asking us to entertain you well! This is our sect Please accept your kindness!" He said, taking the gift from his junior brother and distributing it to Jin Guishan and his party. Each person carries a small baggage, square and light.
"Junior Brother Jin, please come inside, we have reserved a seat specially for you!" Taoist Master Huaxu smiled and stepped forward to lead the way.
A high platform has been set up in front of the main hall, which is more than five feet high. There were tables in front of the stage, with almost fifty seats. Jin Guishan and the others were arranged at the front seats, which showed that they still respected the Prime Party very much. Seeing all the fresh and dry fruits on the table, Yibing and Fat Girl were so happy that they couldn't close their mouths.
"Hey, be more reserved, we are from a decent family after all!" Jin Guishan couldn't help scolding the fat girl, and quickly settled down after having a piece of cake.
"Senior Brother Mu, look what is the gift?" The fat girl didn't hesitate for a while, then she opened the gift with a piece of cake. Yibing was also very curious and hurriedly unpacked the bag. He originally thought it would be some Taoist instruments, but he didn't expect it to be a copy of "Zhengjia Dafa" promoting the Zhengjia sect, with a gold leaf sandwiched in the middle.
"Wow, this Zhengjia sect is quite generous!" Qi Yuanxiao couldn't help but marvel. Jin Guishan frowned and remained silent.
"If you practice my Dafa, you will surely become an immortal, conquer dragons and subjugate tigers, and be omnipotent..." Fat Girl read with a smile.
"Stop reading it!" Jin Guishan suddenly glared at Fat Girl, scaring her into silence.
After that, no one dared to speak anymore, they all drank tea in silence. Although the fat girl had a serious face, she was not slack at all. She tasted the fresh and dried fruits on the table one by one, and even recommended a cake when she encountered something delicious.
Just when the two of them were enjoying their meal, suddenly a gun salute was fired behind them and there was thunderous cheers. Turning around, he saw Taoist Master Feixu floating up to him surrounded by the crowd. He didn't stop until he reached the high platform. He bowed his hands to everyone, then jumped into the air and landed directly on the high platform. Immediately, the audience cheered. Voices.
"Choose a good time and an auspicious day. The Immortal Cultivation Conference has now officially begun. On behalf of the respected master, Pindao would like to wish you all immediate success! Our sect holds this Immortal Cultivation Conference mainly for fellow Taoists to learn from each other and learn from each other, so that you can achieve positive results as soon as possible. A meager effort! The humble sect has always been..." Taoist priest Feixu kept talking about the great achievements of the Zhengjia sect, as if this was not a cultivation conference at all, but a propaganda conference for his Zhengjia sect.
"Wow, that's awesome! Senior brother, is this Zhengjia sect really that powerful?" Qi Yuanxiao couldn't help but ask.
"Hmph! I didn't know. I have to go back and ask Master!" Jin Guishan curled his lips.
"To show our respect, our sect has specially selected a few disciples who are new to practicing in March to demonstrate to you. Their trivial skills are not worth mentioning, but I want to make you smile!" Before Taoist Priest Feixu could finish his words, there was a burst of noise from the audience, Feixu The Taoist priest smiled and said nothing, turned and left.
"What?" "We are here to compete!" "This is all to promote their Zhengjia faction!" "Hey! You can't do this?" Yibing looked back, and many people had already started to protest.
At this moment, drums and drums suddenly sounded on the stage. After a puff of white smoke, a group of young female Taoist nuns jumped onto the stage, dancing with swords in their hands. All of them wore heavy makeup, their sleeves were rolled up to reveal their fair arms, their chests were slightly open, and their pink skin was looming.
"Hey, hey, how can we not accept the kindness of others!" "Why should we give him Zhengjiapai some face?" "Yes, yes!" Unexpectedly, nine out of ten people who just stood up were He sat back muttering.
The young Taoist nun had just finished her dance when six teenage Taoist boys ran up to her. Five of them surrounded one person and kept fighting. The one surrounded suddenly sat on the ground and silently chanted. When he opened his mouth, he spit out tongues of fire, causing the besiegers to retreat continuously.
The audience immediately exploded again: "Wow, you have mastered the art of controlling fire at such a young age!" "You are indeed a famous sect!" "Why do they accept disciples?" "You want to betray the master?" "What!" Just asking...asking..."
Jin Guishan and his party were also dumbfounded. They had been cultivating immortals for many years, but they couldn't do it if they were asked to spit fire from their mouths. Yibing thought differently than everyone else: "Wow, if you learn this skill, it will be easier to bake a rabbit or something!"
Immediately, six more teenage Taoist nuns ran onto the stage. They sat in a group of three facing each other and spoke repeatedly. Within a moment, a jet of water spurted out of his mouth, hitting the three people opposite him. In an instant, all six little Taoist nuns were dripping wet, and their thin Taoist uniforms were becoming more and more transparent.
"Wow, this is awesome!" "Come on! Come on!" "Oh, don't spray that!" Everyone in the audience looked particularly excited.
"Senior brother, this doesn't look like a cultivator..." The fat girl couldn't help but mutter. Jin Guishan frowned and said nothing.
"Senior Brother Jin, my stomach hurts a little. I need to go and get some relief!" It was probably because he ate too much fruit, and Yibing suddenly felt a dull pain in his lower abdomen.
"Go!" Jin Guishan raised his chin at him.
After scurrying around for a long time, I couldn't find the toilet. Yibi couldn't bear it anymore and plunged into the grass on the side of the high platform. This location is really good. You can see both the front and back of the stage, so you can enjoy it easily without missing a beat. Only then did Yibing realize that the disciples of the Zhengjia sect were standing around and had surrounded the entire high platform. No one could get close to the backstage.
"Huh?" Yibing, who was having a meal, couldn't help but widen his eyes. How come the three Taoist boys who just ran on stage are exactly the same as the three Taoist boys hiding behind the curtain? !
I saw the three Taoist boys on the stage jumping up and down first, then sitting cross-legged on the stage, and then their lips moved wildly. Before Yibing could react, the three people on the stage suddenly fell off the stage, and the three Taoist boys hiding under the stage rushed out immediately.
At the end of the day, everyone in the audience cheered: "The Zhengjia sect's earth-escape technique is so powerful!" "You can achieve such cultivation at such a young age!" "You are worthy of being the largest sect in the world!"
Yibing stared straight at the three Taoist boys who were still hanging behind the curtain, and couldn't help but said to himself: "This is the Earth Escape Technique? Aren't these three pairs of twins?!"
Just as he was stunned, the group of little Taoist nuns with heavy makeup came into sight again. They all stood behind the stage. A group of Taoist priests hung something behind their waists, and kept pulling them up and down. It was obvious that there was a transparent rope hanging them.
With the sound of a cannon, the stage was filled with smoke, and the group of little Taoist nuns with heavy makeup rushed out. In the smoke, they all danced softly and swayed slowly, stopping and smiling every step of the way, like witches descending to earth.
"Tch, I'm not afraid of the rope falling off!" Yibing turned back disdainfully, his legs were numb from being inconvenienced for so long.
Sure enough, as soon as Yibing stood up, the group of little Taoist nuns floated up from the stage, and their thunderous cheers made him sound particularly harsh.
"Hello? Who is it?" Suddenly a voice shouted from behind, and Yippie was so frightened that he turned around quickly. Only a few Taoist priests from the Zhengjia sect rushed over.
"I...was sent by Wuyun to attend the conference!" Yibing hesitated.
"Why don't you sit still and come here?" Several Taoist priests blocked Yibing's retreat with swords.
"Convenient!" Yibing said and stepped aside. The Taoist priests were just downwind, and immediately a stench hit their noses.
"Ahem...Hey! Don't go to the toilet if it's available!" The leading Taoist priest was coughing from the smoke.
"I can't help it anymore..." Yibing scratched his head in embarrassment.
"Did you see it?" The leading Taoist priest stared into Yibing's eyes.
Yibing asked with unblinking eyes: "What did you see?"
"Nothing..." The Taoist priest looked at the cake doubtfully.
"What do you see? I'm in so much pain that I can't even straighten my back. I don't care what I'm looking at!" Yibing muttered angrily.
"Brother Taoist, please don't be angry! We were also afraid that a demon would break in, so we conducted a careful investigation! Is it also for your safety?" Another Taoist priest hurriedly stepped forward to comfort you.
"Hey, thank you for your hard work!" Yibing thought: "Monsters? You are the monsters! Are you stupid? There are so many cultivators, how dare any monster come here to die!" Then he thought: "It's broken! There are tens of millions of cold jade Don't show up!"
Back at the banquet, Taoist Master Feixu talked endlessly on the stage again, but this time he talked about the rules of the conference. He vaguely heard that the participants in the competition were mainly disciples from various sects, and the first place actually got a thousand taels of gold. However, the audience immediately became confused again.
Taoist Feixu smiled and said nothing, and then continued for a moment: "Although there is no gold for other contestants, they can stay in our sect for three days. At that time, the master will come and give guidance in person to help them cultivate their way to immortality."
"Wow..." As soon as this statement came out, everyone was even more surprised. Not to mention listening to the sermon of Master Qixu, even meeting the real person is already a lifetime blessing. To some extent, this reward is much more powerful than the thousand taels of gold. Yibing didn't want to listen anymore, so he quickly grabbed the fat girl and asked: "Where's that Han... where is the little white rabbit?"
"Little White Rabbit? I don't know!" Seeing the sudden change in Yibing's face, Fat Girl hurriedly smiled and said, "Don't worry! It's here!" Then she untied the baggage on her back and wanted to take the Little White Rabbit away. Take it out.
"No, no... I'm going to feed her some grass!" Yibing grabbed the bundle and turned around to run towards the woods in the distance. When no one was around, he lowered his head and unzipped the bundle, and the little white rabbit immediately popped out of it.
"Don't talk! You must not talk. There are so many immortal cultivators. When the time comes..." Suddenly I saw Han Yu's ears perked up. I knew she was so strong, so I hurriedly said: "Aren't you injured?" Really!" Han Yu rolled his eyes, and then his ears drooped.
After repeated warnings, Yibing returned to the stage. At this time, there were already people fighting together on the stage. Before he could sit firmly, Fat Girl pulled him over: "These are fellow Taoists from the Qingxin Sect and the Longshan Sect! The ones wearing green clothes are from the Qingxin Sect, and the ones wearing soap clothes are from the Longshan Sect!"
I saw a disciple of the Qingxin Sect on the stage rising up and slashing the whisk from his right hand. The disciples of the Zaoyi Sect retreated and held up their sticks to keep them apart. Unexpectedly, the whisk suddenly exploded three feet long and came straight to the center of the eyebrows. The disciples of the Zaoyi Sect secretly screamed that something was wrong and quickly floated away. But it was too late, the whisk hit his chest, and he immediately fell heavily to the ground. The Zaoyi disciple's face turned red, and he quickly stood up and jumped down.
"What a magic!" The audience shouted, and then someone was seen flying over. This man was dressed in white, with red lips and white teeth. He was extremely handsome, causing many female Taoists in the audience to exclaim in surprise.
"This is the Tao..." The Qingxin sect disciple deliberately sneered and looked up and down at the visitor.
"I, Ruzhen, a disciple of the Jade Immortal Sect, have come to ask for advice!" The young man in white clothes bowed his hands indifferently.
"Is that true? Hehe... Then I'll teach you!" Before he finished speaking, the disciples of the Qingxin Sect were already sweeping away the dust. The young man in white immediately jumped into the air, and at the same time, an embroidered fan suddenly appeared in his hand. He flicked it to the side and blocked the whisk. The disciples of the Qingxin Sect were stunned for a moment, and then their whisks erupted, trying to get around the fan like a python. Unexpectedly, the fan also grew in size as the whisk exploded, and no matter how the whisk rotated, it was firmly blocked by it.
"Well done!" The disciples of the Qingxin Sect quickly retreated, but the young man in white refused to give up. The fan followed closely, and a fragrant wind immediately made the disciples of the Qingxin Sect lose their balance and fall down the stage.
"Brother Taoist, be careful!" The boy in white fanned his fan, causing the fragrant wind to turn sharply, and gently lifted the disciple of the Qingxin Sect to the ground.
"I understand!" The Qingxin sect disciple was generous and bowed to thank him.
"Senior Brother Mu, this is awesome!" Fat Girl excitedly patted Yibing's arm. Yibing nodded, still looking at the young man in white blankly. For some reason, he suddenly thought of Senior Sister Biyi.
After that, the young man in white became even more unstoppable, defeating three or four challengers who came to the stage one after another. Just as Qi Yuanxiao was encouraging Senior Brother Jin to come on stage, a black figure suddenly rushed out from the diagonal thorn, jumped three times in a row on tiptoes, and then jumped onto the stage.
