"Fellow Taoist, could you please check the invitation?"
On the cloud road, the polite golden-armored immortal soldier reminded him in a gentle voice. His cultivation in the immortal realm and his gentle and outstanding appearance seemed to demonstrate the mysterious theorem of 'the person who cultivates immortality has no ugliness'.
Wu Wan took out the invitation from his sleeve, and the two elders and two disciples behind him each showed a little smile.
A peaceful atmosphere.
The immortal soldier looked at the invitation and hesitated slightly, then looked at Elder Miao on the side, but he inadvertently fell in, with a slightly stagnant expression and two blushes on his face.
"Ahem," the great elder reminded him with a dry cough.
The immortal soldier with some difficulty withdrew his gaze from Elder Miao's face, and said with a somewhat embarrassed expression:
"I'm offended, offended, because I don't have enough concentration in practice, so I make you laugh.
Fellow Taoist is Wu Huazi, the leader of the Mie Sect, and this is the great elder of the Noble Sect. Then why is this immortal among the three disciples who should not have become immortals?
The order from Renhuang Pavilion this time is to ask each sect to appoint two talkers, and to bring three disciples who have not become immortals..."
Wu smiled and said, "It's just because the poor Taoist has a limited practice and insufficient Taoism, so I brought the two elders here to avoid being laughed at by my fellow Taoists."
"That makes sense."
The immortal soldier bowed his hands and returned the invitation, but he did not dare to look at Elder Miao again.
"Master Wuwang, please come in. It was very rude just now."
After the immortal soldiers finished speaking, they turned sideways to clear the way, and together with the surrounding immortal soldiers and passing monks, looked at Miao Cuijiao's back in the distance.
But the people who came here were all extraordinary monks. No one whispered, and no one discussed any gossip about the ten perfect ways of magic. They all slowly turned their gazes away.
Black Cloud Luo went to the palace complex on the top of the mountain, and there were immortal soldiers guiding them all the way to the jade square in front of the main hall.
The main pavilion of Renhuang Pavilion is also quite magnificent. From a distance, it looks like a palace in the sky. Only when you look up close can you see the grandeur of the palace here;
Gold pillars and silver bridges can be seen everywhere, carved beams and painted buildings can be found everywhere, the mountains and rivers on the left and right of the corridor are like an illusion, and the magnificent rivers and mountains can be seen from the railings.
Then there are the immortal soldiers evenly distributed all over the sky, and the groups of immortals coming and going. It must be that the so-called Heavenly Emperor's Heavenly Palace is nothing more spectacular than that.
Wu Wan stood at the forefront of the black clouds, with a faint smile on his lips.
The black cloak with the word 'Sect Master' embroidered on it keeps shaking, the ten gorgeous storage rings on his hands are colorful, and the large thick jade chain around his neck attracts attention.
'Senior, is this meeting unique enough? '
Wu Wang couldn't help but raise the corners of his mouth. With a wave of his hand, the five of them fell towards the area in front of the palace where many people had gathered.
What is unique?
What is eye-catching?
Today, he will be the most beautiful Nascent Soul Taoist in the audience!
However, after a moment...
Wu Wan's forehead was covered with black lines. He couldn't help but raise his hands to support his forehead and lower his head. There seemed to be a dazzling light in front of him, which made him unable to look straight.
This...isn't...how...
Are all the younger generations in the Human Realm so coquettish?
Although most monks are well-behaved, wearing long robes and standing in groups of five or five, there are also many eye-catching "light bulb" figures among the crowd.
Look to the left!
A young man dressed in white as snow and with a face like a crown of jade sat on a bamboo chair. Beside him were four fairies also dressed in white and with identical faces. Their slender hands held up the four corners of the bamboo chair, with white clouds under their feet.
There were more petals scattered and fairy lights surrounding it. There were two fairies holding swords and holding plum blossoms on the side, holding up a small wooden sign with the person's name written on it.
Wu Wang:......
Has the limit of five people per household been exceeded? How many places did this guy buy just to show off here?
Look to the right!
There was a female cultivator with silver hair and black clothes, standing quietly on the shoulders of two strong men. She had a slender figure and a charming face. She was wearing a peacock skirt with hundreds of precious gems shining brightly, and her aura was undisguised. The earth was released, but it was truly a state of immortality.
There was a strong man next to him holding a wooden sign that read [My young master is fifteen this year].
Can you grow so tall at the age of fifteen? !
Can you please stop using the elixir for heightening?
Turning his eyes, Wu Wan saw a lot of wooden signs. Behind each wooden sign was a 'surprising young man' or 'surprising man', which dazzled everyone who saw them.
What is it like [cultivating at the age of three, forming elixirs at the age of seven, and reaching the edge of becoming a god at the age of seventeen].
Or [create the Great Sun Technique and steadily develop two small classification techniques every year].
What else is there [the number one physical training talent in five thousand years, who has a thousand kilograms of strength at the age of six]...
There are all kinds of things, not just one or two.
Wu Wang gritted his teeth and became cruel, and he was about to take out the light ball he had used to coax little Jingwei back then, to show off a bit of 'shame', but just as he was about to make a move, he caught a glimpse of a simple jade sign out of the corner of his eye. It has the word "Prodigy" written on it.
Take a closer look, where are the children? It was just two couples standing there.
Uh, that young woman's belly is slightly bulging...
The young monk said: "Madam, it's time to take Shennong's Spirit-raising Pregnancy Pill!"
The old couple behind them immediately became busy, and skillfully took out an elixir and handed it to the young woman's hand. The latter raised her head and swallowed it. The four of them immediately meditated to help digest the elixir.
Practice from the germ!
Wu Wan silently poked his eyes and basically gave up on the situation.
Unexpectedly, Miao Cuijiao tilted her body slightly, blew her fragrant breath into his ear, and whispered:
"ordinary."
Wu Wan took half a step back, silently covering his chest, his clenched fists shaking slightly.
The great elder on the side was thoughtful, pulled out a wooden board from his sleeve, passed it with his fingers, scrawled a few big words, and handed it to Wu Wan.
"Sect Master, let's lift this."
[Enlightenment in a dream, seven levels of sleep! 】
Wu Wang's mouth twitched crazily, he snatched the board away and burned it to ashes.
"Forget it, it's fine to be normal."
After saying this, he sighed and led people to the entrance of the venue dejectedly.
At the same time, in a corner of the main hall slightly away from the palace complex, Shennong, who had put on a majestic black robe, stepped back early and looked at the situation in the mirror in front of him, clapping the table and laughing.
Brat, you have today too!
"hahahahahahahaha!"
Laughter spread across the barrier here, and all the ministers expressed emotion.
"Your Majesty is very happy to see so many young talents in our human race."
"I feel a lot more at ease when I hear His Majesty's laughter. It seems that those ferocious beasts on the border that are ready to move will not cause too much trouble this time."
"His Majesty's laughter is unique and unique. There are nine laughs every time... Chronicler, this incident has been recorded in the history of His Majesty's life."
The senior executives of Human Realm each showed a bit of smile, and the hall was filled with cheerful laughter.
…
A moment later, we were in a hall with a structure similar to the 'court' in Wu Wang's memory.
Circles of low tables with soft cushions are arranged neatly, which can easily accommodate thousands of people dining together; immortal soldiers from the Demon Sect and the Immortal Sect stood on the highest floor outside the hall.
The five members of the Mie Sect sat in the middle of the north side, each with a low table. On the left and right were a demon sect and an immortal sect, both of which were not very familiar. It was obviously done deliberately by the Renhuang Pavilion, which meant that the immortals and demons merged into one harmonious group. .
Wu Huan looked at the round platform in the center. At this time, there were two fairies playing the harp and flute. One fairy was dressed in green and surrounded by pure air. The other fairy was in red and was accompanied by colorful lights. They were both immortal and demonic on the stage.
The senior management of Renhuang Pavilion who arranged this venue was very detailed.
'Why do you feel like you are being plotted against by an old senior? '
Wu Huan thought about it for a moment and felt that Renhuang Pavilion suddenly sent an order to let the younger generation come here with many intentions.
The geniuses in the human realm that I saw today were really unexpected.
However, considering the huge population base of the Human Realm, and the grand monastic events pioneered by the three generations of Human Emperors since ancient times, it is actually reasonable to have so many geniuses.
Not to mention, he started improving his qualifications and accumulating spiritual power even before he was born, and was trained by a family of four masters...
Who can withstand this?
Looking back on myself, now I am just the youngest Moon Festival in Kitano, all thanks to my enlightenment when I was seven or eight years old, and some help from my grandmother and mother.
Okay, okay, what do you want, the self-propelled two-wheeled sky-controlling fairy treasure?
It's just that I'm not too conspicuous now, and the surprise I can give the seniors later... isn't that big.
"Eh?"
Wu Wan blinked and suddenly thought of something.
He turned to look at the great elder. After the great elder had said hello to several purple-haired, green-haired, and gray-haired old men in the distance, he asked in a voice:
"Great Elder, where is Elder Mao?"
"He has been running around Renhuang Pavilion and has not returned to the sect recently."
Wu Wan wondered: "Have you never given any news?"
The great elder asked with concern: "Yes, Pavilion Master, what's wrong?"
"It's okay," Wu smiled, a ray of light flashed in his eyes, and he suddenly understood something.
The sudden change of orders from the Renhuang Pavilion, the sudden increase in the number of banquet places for each sect to five, Brother Mao who has never come back, and the three strategies of Dinghai given to Brother Mao.
I guess it was Brother Mao who attracted Senior Shennong's attention.
This old man is best at winning people's hearts... cough.
This old man is best at uniting the people in the Human Realm. If he summons Brother Mao and gives him some rewards, according to Brother Mao's somewhat upright temper, he may not be able to lie to the spiritual pillar of the Human Realm.
I understand, as the leader of the Destruction Sect, I can no longer give the old senior any 'scare'.
This is no longer interesting.
Wu Wan felt a little depressed in his heart, but this depression was quickly swept away.
Everything has pros and cons. Although there is no frightening part at this time, if you think about it carefully, the old man has enough time to arrange and arrange how to meet him in full view of the public.
It is expected that the next step will be a competition between young monks or other [programs].
Of course, it cannot be ruled out that the old-timers deliberately squeezed and retaliated. They have fallen into a passive position and can only try to see if there is a chance to fight back.
However, the main purpose of coming here - to ask about little Jingwei's condition, should not be a big problem.
Just wait.
In today's contest, it seems that the old-timer wins...
"Brother Bear?"
A ray of sound suddenly penetrated into his ears. Wu Wan turned his head to look, couldn't help but smile a little, and raised his hand to wave naturally.
But I saw a group of people entering the venue not far away. They were led by two gray-haired old women, followed by three female disciples wearing fairy skirts.
The aura of these two old women was ethereal, and they gave people the feeling of majestic mountains. They seemed to be in a realm above the gods.
It is extremely rare for such a master to still walk in the secular world. Only the top ten sects can have extraordinary immortals take charge of the affairs of the sect instead of allowing such a master to practice quietly.
None of this actually matters.
At this moment, most of the eyes in the hall fell on a female disciple behind the two old women.
She is tall and slender, and wears a light veil on her face, which adds a sense of elegance and hazyness to her beautiful face.
Add to that the snowy skin, the unbearable waist, and the cold and icy aura. This female disciple is so outstanding among the many young talents in the human realm here.
At this moment, with a bit of light in her eyes, she looked towards the north stand and nodded with a smile to Wu who was waving.
But then, she saw the figures to the left and right of Wu Wan, the blood-haired demon, and the demon nun with various postures...
Ling Xiaolan said: "Master, can I find a good friend to sit with you?"
An old woman nodded with a smile and said: "Just go, there is no need to be restrained."
"Thank you, Master," Ling Xiaolan bowed and saluted, and then left the master team. With a light white light around him, he walked all the way to the center of the north stand.
Wu Wan stood up, and under the astonished gazes of the Great Elder and Elder Miao, he cupped his hands to Ling Xiaolan and said, "I thought you would come here before, but I didn't expect you to come here to look for me."
"Brother Xiong, you..."
Ling Xiaolan said with a bit of worry in her eyes, "Why are you here?"
"It's a long story at this point, so sit down first, it's too conspicuous."
"good."
Ling Xiaolan agreed and nodded slightly to the Great Elder Blood-Hand Demon Lord. He took a futon and placed it behind Wu Wan's low table. Then he spread a layer of fine cloth on the futon and put it on his own. sit.
Wu Wang and Ling Xiaolan didn't notice anything wrong with each other's behavior, but in the eyes of outsiders...
"What's going on with the leader of the Yuan Ying Realm's Destruction Sect? Why can he sit at the same table as Fairy Ling?"
"Didn't you see the look in their eyes just now? They were still speechless and their eyes were filled with divine light. There must be something wrong with that!"
"No way, the contemporary saint of the Xuannv Sect, the number one female Taoist couple in the past century, the Bingqing Yujie Ling Fairy, why did she fall in love with the little sect master of the Demon Sect?"
All eyes immediately focused on Wu Wan.
Wu Wan silently exposed the ten large rings, trying to make his smile appear shallow.
The original plan goes on as normal!
The arrival of Fairy Ling is really nice.
Suddenly, there was a little chuckle from the side.
But he saw Elder Miao, who had been sitting calmly, raised his hand to take off the hosta from his long hair. The long hair fell like a waterfall, and the charm value that seemed to be sealed before soared.
She moved her body, leaning on the low table with her legs together, and sat next to Wu Wan, showing a faint smile to Wu Wan.
A smile can make you charming, and another smile can make you beautiful.
"Sir, Master, why don't you introduce me to me? This famous Fairy Ling seems to have a special relationship with you?"
The number of eyes looking at this place increased several times in an instant!
Wu Wan has already felt the almost murderous gazes of the male cultivators here!
Looking at the right side, the fairy is picturesque and the saint is smiling, just like a cold moonlight shining on Ling Xiaolan, making her look like a fairy from heaven who only exists in the painting.
Looking to the left, Elder Miao is almost leaning next to Wu Wan. His charming face is charming, and the slightly aggrieved expression is the most annoying.
Wu Wan could only sit calmly and calmly. He should be calm and don't be impatient when communicating with Ling Xiaolan, and don't cause any trouble when communicating with Elder Miao.
In a certain hall, His Majesty the Human Emperor, who was drinking tea, made a sudden movement, and the tea cup in his hand suddenly exploded with a pop. A group of ministers who were joking quickly stood up and lowered their heads, not daring to speak.
“We’ll talk about eating later!”
Senior Shennong gritted his teeth and cursed: "Start the illusion first! I will be waiting for them in the illusion. Whoever can see me, give him a chance!"
All the big guys from the Human Realm responded in unison. When they raised their heads, His Majesty the Human Emperor was nowhere to be seen, they couldn't help but look at each other.
