The second middle-aged man said, "Didn't you find this Mr. Nine Swords?"

Sun Hao shook his head: "No, he is like the world has evaporated, according to my investigation, after he and Zhuge Qingyun were defeated in the hands of Xiang Feng, they completely disappeared, and Xiang Feng did not hunt them down, which means that they did not die in the hands of Xiang Feng, I want to investigate deeply, but the master does not allow us to send people into Huaxia." [with _ dream]ā"

"It's really not good, you just find that Xiang Feng, make things clear to him, if he can help find Old Man Chen, we owe him a favor." The first middle-aged man spoke.

Sun Hao smiled: "I also have this idea, when the banquet starts, I will go to talk to Xiang Feng." ”

After saying this, Sun Tao looked at the first middle-aged man and asked: "Third senior brother, you have been by the master's side for the longest time, do you know why the master does not allow us to enter Huaxia in a big way, even Buddhism has entered before, with our current strength, it is enough to send a god general to unify the martial arts in Huaxia." ”

The first middle-aged man said softly: "Things are not as simple as you think, the entry of Buddhism into Huaxia is just a dispute between martial arts people, if we enter Huaxia, it will be different." ”

"What do you mean?" Sun Tao didn't understand yet.

The middle-aged man smiled, "Do you remember that birdman we met on an island?"

Sun Tao nodded and said: "Remember, I remember that the senior brother fought with him at the beginning, but he lost, and in the end, it was the master who injured him." ”

The middle-aged man smiled and said: "That's right, this birdman is an immortal cultivator in Huaxia, and there are two forces in Huaxia, one is Taoism, and the other is Taoism." The former is a sect of cultivating immortals, and the latter is a sect of martial arts, and many disputes only involve the Daomen, so this kind of thing is often easier to solve. ”

"However, once the matter involves Taoism, it is not simple, the sword saint who injured the master is from Taoism, and the master suspects that there are similar masters hidden in Huaxia, so we are not allowed to enter Huaxia until his strength is restored. ”

Sun Tao was shocked when he heard this, and said in a trembling voice: "So that's the case, if that's the case, will the seventh senior brother have already been poisoned by Taoism?"

The middle-aged man nodded and said: "There is this possibility, as long as you enter the Grandmaster Realm, then you will also enter the attention list of Taoism, if Old Man Chen wantonly kills in Huaxia, it is very likely to lead to the masters of Taoism." ”

Sun Tao said softly: "No wonder the master asked me to win over Xiang Feng, it seems that this Xiang Feng still plays a great role." ”

The middle-aged man smiled and said, "Of course, how could the master go to a loss-making business?"

Just as Sun Tao and his senior brother were communicating, Xiang Feng and Bai Baiyun had already arrived at the apse of the temple.

The apse is different from the front hall, the front hall is all woven with vines, while the apse is made of wood, and the style of construction is almost the same as that of ancient China.

At this time, nearly a thousand people had gathered in the apse, and the dress and temperament of these people were all different from ordinary people.

These people are white, black, and yellow. They have different skin colors, different clothes, and different temperaments, but the only thing they have in common is that they all have the air of a superior.

Obviously, these people are all heroes who dominate one side.

Xiang Feng and Bai Bai Yun casually found a place to sit down, Bai Bai Yun looked at the guests in the apse, and said with some excitement: "There are many masters here, I must discuss with them later." ”

Xiang Feng said softly: "What's the point of fighting with them? These people are not from Huaxia, even if you win, it won't help you for the title of the world's number one." ”

When Bai Baiyun heard Xiang Feng say this, he also felt quite reasonable, he nodded and said, "You're right, it's indeed a bit of a wasted effort, so it's not comparable." ”

After speaking, Bai Baiyun grabbed the things on the table with his hands and ate them in a big gulp. He'd been in the basement for so long that he had gotten into the habit of grabbing food with his hands.

Seeing that Bai Baiyun was so unqualified, the guests in the same seat all ran to other tables, and this time, there were only two people left in the whole table, Xiang Feng and Bai Yun, which was a bit eye-catching.

Xiang Feng looked down at the time, it was now less than an hour before the time of the Wuji Sage's birthday banquet, and there were a total of one hundred and twenty tables in the apse. In front of these 120 tables, there are also two rows of delicately shaped black wood tables from the Warring States period.

In the middle of the two rows of black wood dining tables is a huge seat, and two lifelike green dragons are carved on the two armrests of the seat, which looks extremely elegant.

There are six of each of the two rows of black wood tables, which are prepared for the two gods at first glance, and there are simple fruits on the table, which is a bit abrupt compared to the rest of the more than a hundred tables.

Time passed bit by bit, accompanied by a burst of melodious music, and all the guests present stood up in unison.

At this time, Bai Baiyun was eating and drinking and didn't pay attention to it, and Xiang Feng, who was also looking forward in confusion, also didn't stand up.

After a few minutes, a bald old man in a pale golden robe walked out from behind the screen, the old man's height was about 75 meters, his appearance was a little thin, and he couldn't see the slightest momentum of a master on his body, he was like an ordinary old man, not even as good as the guests present.

He walked past the screen and sat directly on the huge chair at the top.

Behind him, he was followed by two imposing men, most of whom were in their 50s, and their bodies exuded a trembling coercion.

"I've seen the Holy Venerable. All the guests present knelt on the ground and shouted in unison.

A smile appeared on the old man's face, he raised his hand slightly, and said, "You're welcome, everyone, get up." ”

Xiang Feng looked at the old man with surprised eyes, and said secretly in his heart: "It turns out that this is the Wuji Sage, judging from his momentum, I really can't see anything extraordinary about him." ”

At this time, Bai Baiyun next to him muttered: "I don't think he's a big deal, I can slap him to death." ”

Xiang Feng hurriedly glared at Bai Baiyun and motioned for him not to talk nonsense.

After everyone took their seats, two people on the table in front of Xiang Feng whispered: "Do you see the tallest white man on the left? That's Mr. Steven, the king of killers, you can go over to him after a while, and promise to kill your competitors." ”

Hearing this, Xiang Feng's heart moved slightly, he had long heard of Steven's name, but he had never seen it, Xiang Feng looked along his finger, and saw that among the six men on the left, there was a middle-aged white man with a height of about 9 meters, this person was wearing a white tuxedo, and his eyes were like eagle falcons, exuding a touch of cold light.

He is Steven, the king of the strongest killers in the world!