At this time, on a mountain range not far from the Sword Light Pavilion here, there was another black peak, which was also the same as the Sword Light Pavilion here, the void was floating in the air, and there were countless rays of light faintly shining on it, like a huge beehive, which was full of various flying swords of different sizes with handles.

Tibetan Sword Mountain.

This is the famous Hidden Sword Mountain of the Southern Ancient Sword Sect, and it is the inheritance of their entire sect, and many of the senior monks in the sect, before the time limit is approaching and falling, will return their own perceptions, as well as his original flying sword that has accompanied him all his life, to the top of the Hidden Sword Mountain.

"Hehe, Wind and Frost Zhenren, this is the Tibetan Sword Mountain of our Ancient Sword Sect, if you are interested, you will wait for the Jindan Realm Monk Exchange Conference to be held in a while, and I can take you to visit this holy place of our sect. Ning Danmei frowned slightly, turned her head, and said with a smile.

Ni Suanqiu nodded, answered casually, and followed Ning Danmei, the real person of the fire wind, into the Sword Light Pavilion in front of him.

Seeing a layer of purple spiritual light in the front hall, Ni Suanqiu only felt that his sea of consciousness was a little slight, it seems that the arrangement of the spiritual light mask here also has the function of limiting the divine consciousness of the great monk of the Jindan Realm and compressing the scope of the monk's divine sense.

At this moment, the palace is resplendent in gold, and the outside of the layer of purple-red aura is different, all the decoration in the hall is made of a layer of pure gold gold powder, all whitewashed, it seems, the monks above the dome, the pattern of the sword flying, or a grid display cabinet on both sides, placed in the flower pots, lamps and general decoration magic weapons, are all shrouded in a golden light, that is to say, no matter the outside world is dark and bright, the temple here can always be brightly lit.

"Hehehe, this fellow Daoist is very good-looking, I don't know which sect you are from in my Divine Monarch Continent?"

I saw that before Ni Suanqiu was completely seated, a middle-aged Jindan powerhouse wearing a fiery red robe and a pigtail on the back of his head came out of the group of monks who were talking to each other.

"Ao, in the lower wind and frost guest, he is just a newly promoted Dan cultivator, not an elder or sect master of a major sect. If you are polite, you can call me a real person. Ni Suanqiu also arched his hand, showing an approachable smile, and at the same time shook the crimson robe on his body, so as to show some of his heritage.

Today, Ni Suanqiu has dressed up carefully, and the aura on his body is as close as possible to an unruly Jindan Sword Cultivator, and his appearance is also slightly disguised, he has been dressed as a cultivator, and there are a lot of spirit stones on his body.

"Oh, I'm sorry, that's a lonely person. I really can't imagine that after not going out for so many days, this cultivation world suddenly has a young talent who is so young, but he has already advanced to the Jindan realm. This middle-aged monk wearing a fiery red robe with a small braid on the back of his head was also polite, and said with a chuckle at Ni Suanqiu.

Seeing that someone took the initiative to greet him, Ni Suanqiu also stepped forward, walked to the side of the first few Jindan monks, and asked, "I don't know, this."

What should the two Taoist friends be called? When I first arrived, I didn't know the number of etiquette here, and I hope that a few Taoist friends can give me advice and give me some advice. ”

Seeing Ni Shuqiu dressed like this, but between speaking, it was an approachable posture, this middle-aged Jindan cultivator in a fiery red robe, while laughing, his face immediately relaxed, and directly pointed out to the cultivators around him: "Hehe, in Xiajiang Fengzhen, it is just a loose cultivator from the ancient city of Chasing, and this Taoist friend next to me is the Xiaoice Dao real person from Suzaku City, the Great Suzaku Gate; and the other is the head of the Black Dragon Gate from Longding Island in the East China Sea, Jiulong Zhenren." ”

At this moment, the two Jindan powerhouses he was referring to, Ni Suanqiu happened to be more familiar, one was dark-skinned, slender, with a pair of big bright eyes, and above the eyes, there was a sword eyebrow as black as ink, this was not the Nine Dragons Sect Master Zhen Tiannan that he had seen in the Black Beast Valley before, who else?

And standing with him, he looked a little elegant, wearing an ordinary cyan robe, only thirty years old, but his appearance looked a little more handsome than his Ni Suanqiu, the Jindan monk turned out to be the elder of the Great Vermilion Bird Gate who was in the Broken Dragon Cliff back then, and the streamer Zen master of the Moor Palace and the real person of the setting sun, Xin Yueran, who was known as the cold-faced ice blade in the rivers and lakes.

"Luck, luck!"

Ni Suanqiu stretched out his hand and bowed to the two great monks of the Jindan Realm, pretending to be a junior, humble and humble.

And at this moment, Ni Suanqiu had also used the Qi Hope Technique to check it, the cultivator named Jiang Feng Zhenren, only to see this middle-aged Jindan monk in a fiery red robe, his cultivation realm was only in the middle of the Jindan realm.

It seems that the same great monk of the Jindan Realm, only the great power of the same level, will get together with each other, like the Yellow Crane Zhenren and Wolong Zhenren who entered this hall before, their cultivation has reached the double and triple of the Jindan Realm, and the two of them, between talking to people, will reveal a high-ranking posture from time to time.

"Brother Yueran, don't you think this person's face seems to be a little familiar?" After saying hello like this, the Jiulong Zhenzhen Tiannan pointed to Ni Shuqiu in front of him, and said softly to Xin Yueran, the real person of Xiaoice Dao.

"Well, don't you say that I don't think yet, Brother Zhennan, I also seem to think that the face of this Taoist friend seems to have been seen somewhere?" Xin Yueran, a Xiaoice Dao real person dressed in green clothes, nodded happily and said with a frown.

"Ao, there may be a public face in the bottom, so it makes the three Taoist friends feel a little fateful, it's better to be like this, today the four of us are so fateful, why don't we sit down together, sit in one place, and then chat slowly? Ni Suanqiu immediately made a haha, and after a while, he made a gesture of invitation to the three Jindan monks.

"That's good! To have a young talent like Daoist you sitting next to us, I and Xiaoice Dao Zhenren and Jiang Feng Zhenren have also added a lot. Being interrupted by Ni Shuqiu, Jiulong Zhenren Zhen Tiannan also smiled and immediately sat down.

Ni Suanqiu walked behind, wiped a handful of cold sweat on his forehead, and secretly sighed in his heart that the rivers and lakes were really so small, and he could actually make friends in this Jindan realm

Flow, meet the old people who fought together before.

Of course, the year was the year, and the present is the present. At that time, Ni Shu's cultivation was low, and he didn't have a name at all, even if any senior monk had seen him, it was estimated that he would not recognize him, and he would pass away with the wind, and he couldn't remember it clearly.

I saw that in this entire venue, the disciples of the Ancient Sword Sect had arranged a semi-circular seat layout, and the Jindan Great Monk at the bottom could sit freely in any seat and position, regardless of rank.

However, in the middle of the hall, there was a slightly protruding purple-gold platform, on which there was already a Jindan old man wearing a golden cicada-winged robe, with a majestic face, glancing at the Jindan monk below with an extremely solemn face.

The Great Cultivator of the Jindan Realm above the fourfold!

Under the scan of Ni Suanqiu's Qi Lookout Technique, he actually found that the cultivation of this great monk was like a wave of water, which made Ni Suanqiu have a feeling that he could not see through the other party's cultivation realm, and the other party's breath had already made Ni Suanqiu at this moment have an extremely majestic feeling, like a continuous giant mountain pressing on the top.

"Ao, this is the leader of this realm assembly, the Supreme Elder of the Kunlun Immortal Sect, Wufeng Zhenren. Seeing that Ni Suanqiu was a little confused, the familiar Jiang Feng real person beside him explained kindly.

"Ao, it turned out to be the predecessor of the Kunlun Immortal Sect, a real person without wind. Look up for a long time!" Ni Suanqiu replied lightly, nodded, and didn't say much, showing a look of awe.

But at this moment, Zhen Tiannan, who was on his right, seemed to have seen a former friend, and he still looked very affectionate, pulled Ni Suanqiu's sleeve, and wanted to continue to ask Ni Suanqiu's true identity.

Ni Suanqiu was very helpless, he didn't expect that in addition to his rough face, that Kowloon real person was still a chatter, wanting to break the casserole at one time and ask in the end.

"Misunderstanding, misunderstanding, I'm just a junior, how could I have seen a senior somewhere else?" Ni Suanqiu continued to pretend to be stupid and replied with a smile.

But at this time, behind Ni Suanqiu, a big hand that was a little dry suddenly appeared, and grabbed Ni Suanqiu's collar.

What people!

Ni Suanqiu was shocked, this is good, the first time to participate in such a high-level exchange conference, how could he meet so many acquaintances?

However, when Ni Suanqiu was about to turn his head and want to say that you recognized the wrong person in his predecessor, the person behind him had already mentioned Ni Suanqiu, and said coldly: "Hmph, it's really nowhere to find the iron shoes, and it takes no effort to get it, boy, do you still remember our soul elders?"

Wow, these two old immortals?

Seeing this situation, the Jiulong real person who had seen the grievances of the rivers and lakes was naturally very calm, and looked at the old monster who was carrying Ni Suan's neck, and immediately said in a deep voice: "Hook the soul of the real person, take the soul of the real person, I think you have recognized the wrong person? This little friend is just a junior who has just been promoted to the Dan, I think this person's age should have nothing to do with your two elders." ”

Ancient Sword Sect, this Jindan Realm Exchange Conference, naturally will not allow monks to fight with each other wantonly, besides, there is an old monster above the fourth level of the Jindan Realm sitting above, it should be said that there will be no monks at all who dare to be presumptuous here.

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