"So, what do you mean?"
Clan Leader Liu looked at Clan Master Jiang, but still didn't understand what he meant.
Master Jiang continued: "The Holy Palace is hosting a banquet for the world at this time. If we don't go, I'm afraid the Holy Palace will have a grudge. Even if the Holy Palace won't lose face and settle the scores, it's easy to cause trouble secretly.
Moreover, even if the Holy Palace doesn't mind, it is inevitable that other sects will attack small sects like ours in order to please the Holy Palace, and the Holy Palace will not say anything. "
At this time, a voice came from another tea table: "So, this is where we are in trouble. If we go, we are afraid of disaster. If we don't go, the Holy Palace will be dissatisfied."
Hearing the words, Sect Master Liu followed the sound and saw that the person speaking was a young master, dressed in white, with sharp eyebrows and starry eyes, but he had a somewhat elegant air.
However, he felt the profound energy in this young master's body. Although he could not see his cultivation level, he did not dare to underestimate it.
There was a folding fan placed on the tea table in front of the young man. They could not imagine who this young man was.
However, there are so many practitioners in the world of cultivation, but it is impossible to know everyone.
"Oh, what does this fellow Taoist think?"
Sect leader Liu didn't ask about the young man's name, Immortal Mountain. It was just a chance meeting and a casual chat. There was no need to know this, and it would be a bad idea to ask.
The young man picked up the folding fan, patted the fan bones in the palm of his hand, and said softly: "Find a wine shop, or even a restaurant, invite friends, and live in a drunken dream. It's your business to get married. I was so drunk that I missed the time. No offense to either party." "
Jiang Clan Master thought for a while, and this seemed inappropriate, so he asked: "This is a good idea, but we have come here all the way, so if we do this, wouldn't it be appropriate not to go and take a look?"
The young man sneered and said: "Isn't it appropriate? When gods fight, is it appropriate for little fishes like us to join in?"
Sect Leader Liu said: "I think it's better to go and take a look at that time. We won't join in or go up to the Holy Mountain. We'll just take a look at the bottom of the mountain and wait for the opportunity!"
"What kind of bad idea do you have? You're just waiting for the opportunity to act. Do you think the Holy Palace is a fool? It's not easy to do things like this.
Moreover, even if you don't take action, you can't even get close and just sit back and watch, will the Holy Palace let you go afterwards? "The young man shook his head, placed a spiritual stone on the tea table, and walked out of the teahouse.
There are many people like them who are hesitant. Whether to go or not has become the most difficult decision for the giants of all parties.
"Everyone, are you all ready?"
In the Qinglian Sword Sect, in the Qinglian Peak Hall, Miaoyin was sitting on the Qinglian throne in a white dress, but at this time, her expression was a little solemn.
Miaofa bowed to Miaoyin and said: "Master, the peaks are ready. The elixirs, spiritual treasures, and armors have been distributed to each peak. You can go to the central region at any time."
When Li Xiaoyao went back and told them to wait for news at Liuxian Sect, she returned to Qinglian Sword Sect.
After leaving the Liuxian Sect, the Qinglian Sword Sect still had many things waiting for her to deal with, but she could not leave the Liuxian Sect to wait.
Li Xiaoyao originally felt uneasy about letting her go back by herself, but fortunately, with Hai Tianfeng, he didn't stop her.
After Miaofa answered the Qinglian Sword Sect, he knew what happened to the Qinglian Sword Sect during this period, and was very angry that these forces were wielding a butcher knife against the sect in order to enter the evil realm. Coincidentally, at this time, they received the news that Yun Shisan had released in the Central Region, and everyone in the Qinglian Sword Sect immediately entered a state of military preparation.
Miaofa even assisted Miaozhu in extracting all the information that could be used by the Qinglian Sword Sect and allocating war preparations to each peak.
Miaoyin nodded slightly and said solemnly: "Okay, let's set off when you are ready. We will go to the Central Region early tomorrow morning. We don't have many people in the Qinglian Sword Sect, but I hope to use the strength of the entire sect to follow Young Ancestor to the Holy Palace.
However, here, I would like to remind everyone that there will be sacrifices in the battle. If anyone shrinks, they can leave the Qinglian Sword Sect before tomorrow morning.
If not, then go to the Central Territory together. I don’t want people like Miaojing to exist. "
At the same time, many sects are gathering, such as Tianfu Sect, Danxia Sect, Tianshan Sect, Liuxian Sect, and even Hanyue Palace is preparing, and the Sword Pavilion is in full swing.
At the same time, in the Holy Palace, the place where the Holy Son lives, the Shenghong Hall, the dignified Holy Son, naturally has a good place to live. This palace, the palace where he lives alone, is also very large.
Outside the hall is a courtyard with small bridges, flowing water, and fragrant spiritual flowers. It is carefully maintained and orderly by dedicated personnel.
The key is that this courtyard is full of spiritual energy. In the Holy Palace, in addition to the Shengtian Palace where the Holy Lord lives, there are also places where some important elders and senators live. The Holy Son's Shenghong Hall has the most abundant spiritual energy.
Even the Sacred Heart Palace, which is the center of authority of the Holy Palace, does not have such abundant aura. After all, although the Sacred Heart Palace is the center of authority of the entire Holy Palace, it is only a place where matters of the Holy Palace are handled and important matters are discussed. .
However, the Shenghong Temple where the Holy Son is located has an aura like haze, with a faint image of a dragon and a tiger. It is almost condensing into an image. Even some small caves may not be able to achieve this kind of aura.
The environment is indeed a rare blessing, but it seems that the owner here is not in a good mood.
The two attendants outside the palace were a little trembling, waiting cautiously outside the door, not daring to leave or enter.
"boom……"
Suddenly, a heavy blow came from the hall.
But Ao Lingyun slapped the desk in front of him with a heavy palm, causing the tea cup on it to jump up. When the tea cup fell back, the white jade lid was shaken and fell off the tea cup.
The lid of the tea cup rolled twice on the desk made of an unknown material and fell to the ground, coming into close contact with the hard gold and jade floor.
However, this close contact seemed a bit overwhelming, like an egg hitting a stone. With a 'bang' sound, the lid exploded like an ice flower and shattered to pieces.
At this time, there were two young men in purple robes kneeling on the ground. These two people had been working under the Holy Son for a long time, and they had never seen their master as angry as he is now.
So much so that when the lid was broken, some debris splashed on their faces but they did not dare to make any move. Having followed the Son since childhood, they understood that their master, who usually seemed kind, was actually ruthless.
They worked for the Holy Son and helped him deal with many shady matters. They knew deeply that this master was a hypocrite. At this time, the Holy Son was so angry that he did not dare to take any action.
"Okay, very good. Do these people think that my dignified Holy Palace, a supreme immortal sect, can't beat him, Yun Shisan?"
Ao Lingyun looked ferocious. Just now, these two people reported that those who wanted to come to the Holy Palace to attend the wedding banquet were stopped because of what Yun Shisan said, and those who went to the Holy Palace were all enemies.
This made him excited. Isn't the majestic Holy Son of the Holy Palace inferior to Yun Shisan?
The Holy Palace is the supreme immortal gate, the leader in the world of immortality, and the existence that stands at the top of the world of immortality.
And he, the majestic Holy Son of the Holy Palace, the future heir to the Holy Palace, entertained the whole world on his wedding day, but no one came, so where could he put his face?
It's okay if some casual cultivators don't come, and it's okay if some small sects don't come. After all, Yun Shisan also has some tricks, and it's reasonable to worry that he will retaliate.
However, those second-grade sects and first-grade sects also stopped moving forward, and no one even came from those immortal sects. How could he not be angry?
He was the majestic Holy Son of the Holy Palace, and he had the entire Holy Palace behind him. However, between him and Yun Shisan, these people actually chose Yun Shisan.
Whether it was because he was afraid of Yun Shisan or because he didn't want to cause trouble, if these people didn't come, it would be equivalent to choosing Yun Shisan. How could this make him feel embarrassed?
Who is he, Yun Shisan?
Can a person from a first-grade sect be compared with his dignified Holy Son?
The decision of these people was undoubtedly to tell him that they were optimistic about Yun Shisan, not your Holy Son.
"Do they really think that Yun Shisan alone can attack our Holy Palace? Or, because our Holy Palace is so unpopular, it will definitely be destroyed by Yun Shisan?"
The anger boiled in the heart of the Holy Son. When did a person from a first-grade sect who could shock the world with just one word actually fear him like a tiger?
The Supreme Immortal Sect of the Holy Palace, in terms of strength and foundation, cannot be compared to a first-grade sect. The face of the Supreme Immortal Sect of the Holy Palace is not as good as that of Yun Shisan?
Yun Shisan can make people fear so much with just one sentence. Is he so disliked by others, or are these people just ready to laugh?
Ask yourself that there is nothing about him that is inferior to Yun Shisan. In terms of his own strength, yes, he is lacking, but so what?
He is the Holy Son, and the entire Holy Palace is his backing. He is a supreme immortal sect. He thinks that he can crush Yun Shisan in any aspect.
But the situation that emerged now made him feel a great shame. It was a shame that he had never felt before, and it made him angry and unable to calm down.
Facing the angry Ao Lingyun, the two people kneeling on the ground lowered their heads and looked at the golden jade floor on the ground. They seemed to be fascinated by it. They had never looked so carefully at the floor they stepped on.
At this time, I unexpectedly discovered that this golden jade floor is so beautiful, and every texture on it is so attractive. Even more, I have the illusion that if I continue to look at it like this, I might be able to understand the infinite meaning from these textures. Supernatural powers.
They could only be so self-indulgent because they had been kneeling for two hours. Although their cultivation was good, they did not dare to use mystical power at this time and felt that their feet were numb.
At this moment, Huang Yuxiang, wearing a red dress and a phoenix crown, walked out from behind the screen. She walked towards Ao Lingyun with a graceful figure and light and graceful steps.
She raised her jade hand gently, comforting Ao Lingyun as tenderly as water, and said with a voice like an oriole emerging from the valley: "The Holy Son doesn't have to be like this, it's not worth it!"
Ao Lingyun turned around and saw Huang Yuxiang with a smile on her face, and tried her best to suppress the anger in her heart.
However, even if those gentle jade hands were constantly soothing behind his back, even if he looked at this face that looked like a delicate rose, he still felt furious in his heart.
