There are a lot of people, and they are dressed differently.

There are ancient costumes and those with long hair.

There are also those wearing student uniforms, even tunics, and some short shirts and long shirts.

But the most eye-catching is the female disciple of the Emei faction.

Those ones are not only good-looking, but also have hot bodies, which makes many people's hearts ripple.

At this moment, Nanchen felt that someone had tapped him on the shoulder.

looked back and found that the person who photographed him was Zuo Sanqian.

This guy is grinning.

Seeing Nanchen turn around, he said with a smile:

"Brother Nanchen, I didn't see you yesterday and didn't come out to see the beauty?"

Nanchen smiled indifferently:

"No, I practiced yesterday!"

"Oh, good cultivation!

I'll tell you, I got the inside scoop.

At this conference, we may have to unite to deal with the cult. ”

Left 3000 with a serious face.

But Nanchen already knew the content.

Isn't it the Seven Peerless Gates and the Ten Thousand Gu Gates?

But it didn't break either:

"I'll tell you!

It's the Ten Thousand Gu Sect, the Miaojiang Cult, and the vicious ...... of raising insects."

Zuo Sanqian is a self-cooked, and he began to think crookedly for a long time at this time.

And he seemed to have endless words, and finally introduced the young generation of masters of various factions to Nanchen.

In this regard, Nanchen listened to it a little more.

In Zuo Sanqian's words, these young masters of various factions are very strong.

And each of them is at the Xuan Level, and their strength is extraordinary.

But it didn't take long for a horn to sound.

The horn was long, so that the lively crowd was silenced.

The assembly began.

Zuo Sanqian also shut up at this time.

At the same time, an elder of the Heavenly Master's Mansion suddenly shouted:

"The Daomen Conference, start now.

Please the leader of the alliance, Jiuxuan Zhenren. ”

"Woo woo woo ......"

The sound of the trumpet sounded again.

All eyes are looking in the direction of the main hall at this moment.

After a while, Nanchen saw an old man in a purple robe.

With a whisk in his hand, he walked out of the hall slowly.

The old man has a fairy wind, his beard and hair are white, and his white eyebrows are in his temples.

But his face was full of red light, and his spirit was full of energy.

He came to the steps and shook off the dust.

is very against the heroes of the world, and reads aloud:

"Immeasurable Heavenly Venerable, Poor Dao Nine Xuan.

Once again, welcome friends from all over the world and gather here. ”

As soon as the words fell, the factions below responded.

"Immeasurable Heavenly Venerable. ”

Jiuxuan real people have three out of seventy, and they are highly respected.

He has been the leader of the alliance for many years, and he has been maintaining the stability of various factions, dealing with various grievances in the rivers and lakes, and killing demons.

After Jiuxuan Zhenren finished greeting, he spoke again:

"Fellow Daoists, thousands of people have come to my Dragon and Tiger Mountain.

If there is no good hospitality, please also ask all Taoist friends Haihan to ......"

Jiuxuan Zhenren first made a polite opening remark, which felt no different from a meeting.

Then, he chirped and introduced the situation of each faction and the war discipline of each faction in recent years.

For example, how many demons have been destroyed by the Wudang faction, how many demons have been killed by the Maoshan faction, and how many ghosts have been killed by the Shaolin Zen master.

So-and-so is a lone master, and where is it, and what kind of monster is fighting alone.

miscellaneous, and then invited them to appear on stage and make a few comments.

Then find a treasure, an elixir or something.

At first, Nanchen was still a little interested.

But there are so many of them, and he doesn't know him, so he doesn't have that mood.

Nanchen, as well as many of the young monks who had participated in the Daomen Conference for the first time, began to rub their skin and scratch their itches.

Wencai even complained to Uncle Jiu:

"Master, is this the Daomen Conference?

It's been almost two hours, my legs are numb, and it's still so hot. ”

"It's like, I'm dying of heat!"

Qiusheng is also in the mood.

Uncle Nine glanced at the two of them:

"These are all exorcism pioneers in the Daomen, you should be respectful, stand up. ”

Qiu Shengwen was reprimanded, and he didn't dare to talk nonsense.

I can only stand still and continue to listen.

But also absent-minded.

After another half an hour, the "award ceremony" finally ended.

Many people have a sigh of relief, and their legs are weak.

Then came the feast.

The square was quickly cleared and the seats were placed.

Finally, according to the waist card level, sect, etc., each find a table position.

Uncle Jiu and the others were wearing purple and cyan waist cards, so the feast was disrupted.

Nanchen and the others were black waist cards, so they could only sit in the lowest, and side-by-side casual cultivation area.

Nanchen, Qiusheng Wencai, Jiale Qinqing together, and Zuo Sanqian sat together with three unknown cultivators.

The three of them, one old and two young.

As soon as he sat down, Zuo Sanqian introduced:

"Ladies and gentlemen, these three are from the wooden door.

This is the head of the wood.

These two were his disciples, and the wood was long and the wood was short. ”

Wooden doors?

Nanchen almost didn't hold back, but laughed.

This is also a small sect that does not enter the stream.

said that it was a sect, but in fact, there were only these three people, and the number of people was not as large as the number of them in Yizhuang.

But still a respectful fist.

"In Xia Nanchen, I looked up for a long time. ”

"I'm Qiusheng!"

“......”

Everyone got to know each other a little.

The wooden master was very enthusiastic and poured wine for everyone with a smile.

The two of them are long and short, but they don't like to talk much.

After a while, the food was served.

Jiuxuan Zhenren raised a glass on the high platform, and after drinking together, the feast began.

The banquet is okay, compared to the lobster and abalone in later generations, this feast can't be compared.

But there is no shortage of chicken, duck and fish.

It's not bad to talk about it.

Because this wooden master has participated in the Daomen conference more than once.

He also introduced the arrangements for the afternoon and even tomorrow.

In the afternoon, there is usually a short meeting or something.

Then there is a meeting of the bigwigs of various factions, like them, who are casual cultivators, they hang out by themselves, exchanging treasures or something.

Tomorrow, it's the main event.

Younger generation competition.

Anyone under the age of 30 is welcome to participate.

The winner has a great prize.

As soon as the head of this wood said this, this wood was long and short, and his eyes lit up and he began to get excited.

The wood chief was the first to speak:

"Tomorrow, my wooden goalkeeper will be famous all over the world, and my brother will sweep the world's heroes. ”

"That's right, the first name will be my senior brother Mu Chang, you see it, it's best to avoid it. ”

Hearing this, everyone at the table looked at this long and short wood in surprise.

The two of them didn't like to talk, and they didn't say a few words after they ate half of it.

But now, he claims to be a hero who wants to sweep the world.

And the head of Mu also smiled and did not refute.

Obviously, he is very confident in his two apprentices.

But Qiusheng was not happy when he heard this, and drank some wine.

He immediately retorted:

"Two brothers, it's too early to speak.

This name belongs to my junior brother Nanchen.

Looking at the monks in the world, the younger generation, no one can compete with my junior brother. ”

Qiusheng said that it was called an impassioned one.

After all, Nanchen's strength is really perverted, and even demonic.

Nanchen smiled bitterly, not waiting for him to speak.

Qiusheng's words attracted a few Maoshan disciples who were holding wine jugs and passing by here.

The disciples turned around and sneered:

"Yo, who am I so arrogant.

Dare to say such things as sweeping the world's heroes, and no one will compete for such things.

It turned out to be a black card casual cultivation in the casual cultivation area!

A bunch of garbage. ”

Hearing this, Nanchen and the others looked for prestige.

Seeing this, Nanchen couldn't help but "chuckle" in his heart.

The young man with the flask at the head.

turned out to be the illegitimate son of Shi Jian, the head of Maoshan today, in "Zombie Supreme", the demon and the devil, the ninth uncle and brother, and the current head of Maoshan Shi Jian.

Maoshan disciple, Shi Xiaojian.

Absolute villain, proper bad guy.

At the same time, the senior brother next to him continued to taunt Nanchen's table.

"It's just a bunch of waste, and it's still competing.

My brother can destroy you with a single finger. ”

"Senior brother, if these people dare to go up, they don't need to make a move.

I can kick them to death with my feet. ”

"That's right, a bunch of black card cultivators, nothing but bragging.

Big brother, don't pay attention to this group of garbage. ”

“......”