After the first rays of sunlight shone into the big bronze bell of the city gate tower in Xuantian City, with the sound of a bell, the whole city slowly woke up.

The vendors began to pack up their belongings and leave their stalls, and the people in the courtyard began to sweep the courtyard and trim the flowers and plants.

Wang Kan and Chu Mo also prepared to go out early, and rushed back to the drunken immortal residence in the east of the city in the early morning when there were few people.

Today is the day when the Spirit Pill Sect's Spirit Pill Club opens, and of course Wang Kan wants to return to the Drunken Immortal Residence and rush to the Spirit Pill Club with many Danmen colleagues in Dongzhou.

The Lingdan will be presided over by the Lingdan Sect and co-organized by the Dongzhou Branch of the Ten Thousand Immortals League, and the venue is selected in Xuantian City.

This is also a kind of respect for the royal family of the Yan Kingdom by the Lingdan Sect, and when the Lingdan will be opened, the officials of the Ministry of Rites of the Yan Kingdom will also cooperate with the disciples of the Lingdan Sect to handle the process of the meeting.

In fact, to put it bluntly, the reason why the Lingdan Sect dared to suppress other Danmen so rampantly and domineeringly in the entire Dongzhou was naturally indispensable behind the acquiescence of the Yan Kingdom as the Son of Heaven.

The relationship between the royal families of various countries and the Ten Thousand Immortals Alliance is extremely ingenious.

Under the whole world, if it is not the king's land, the ordinary people in the market, they are all the people of the Son of Heaven, but if the ordinary people worship the fairy gate on the mountain one day, it will be cut off.

It can be said that in fact, ordinary monks, to put it bluntly, are just ordinary people who have cultivated, especially monks with relatively low realms, who are almost the same as mortals. It is naturally impossible to completely detach from the life of the city.

So in fact, except for the disciples of the seventy-two sects with transcendent status, the disciples of other sects are basically still subject to the management of the mundane society, and the mundane royal family and the Son of Heaven are still their royal family and the Son of Heaven.

Wang Kan actually thinks that this is a slight resemblance to the relationship between rivers and lakes and temples in martial arts novels.

The real world of cultivation is not all transcendent and enlightened immortals. It's just made up of people who have grievances, hatreds, and hatreds. After all, how many people have really been able to ascend and escape into the immortal realm since the ages?

It is completely different from when Wang Kan first came to the Drunken Immortal Residence, at this time, the hall of the Drunken Immortal Residence was already full of monks wearing various Taoist robes, all drinking tea and chatting in the lobby.

Seeing Wang Kan and Chu Mo coming towards him, the shopkeeper who made Wang Kan very uncomfortable with his voice and posture greeted him.

"Huh...... I said, this immortal master, people have been waiting for you for a long time that day, why are you gone forever?"

Hearing the voice, Wang Kan couldn't help but feel nauseous, and hurriedly found a table to sit down.

The shopkeeper sat down with Wang Kan without care, leaned over and said, "Oh, don't ignore the people, Master Yan will come in a while, you can talk to others." ”

Wang Kan really didn't know how to deal with it, and threw his eyes on Chu Mo for help.

Chu Mo gloated and pretended not to see it, picked up a teacup by himself, and poured himself a drink.

"Fellow Danmen, deacon of the Dongzhou branch of the Lower Ten Thousand Immortal League, disciple of the Lingdan Sect, Yan Heqing, the altar of the Lingdan will be opened soon, please come with me. ”

A voice came from the door, Wang Kan suddenly breathed a sigh of relief, and finally didn't have to listen to this yin and yang shopkeeper anymore.

"Hey, you said that this Yan Immortal Master is really not the right time to come, and you won't let the family say a few more words to this Immortal Master. The shopkeeper waved the white handkerchief in his hand and sighed.

Wang Kan hurriedly got up and greeted him, ignoring the shopkeeper.

Yan Heqing saw Wang Kan coming over, so he took the opportunity to introduce himself to the other monks in the hall.

"Recently, we have established a new Danmen in Dongzhou, called Yao Maru, this is Wang Kan, the eldest disciple of Yao Maru Gate, you guys get to know each other. ”

Wang Kan bowed and bowed to the many monks in the hall, "In Xia Wang Kan, I have seen all of you. ”

The monks in the hall also returned the salute one after another, and Wang Kan glanced at it slightly, and read a lot of information from their eyes.

There were sighs, pitifuls, and sarcasm, but everyone seemed to be extremely restrained and did not express too many emotions directly.

After a simple mutual introduction, Wang Kan and other Danmen monks went to the place where the altar of today's Lingdan Society was opened in the Yanhe Qing Dynasty.

As usual, the elixir will be set up in the Danxiangfang in Xuantian City, which is the pill market in Xuantian City on weekdays, and it is also the largest pill market in Yan Kingdom and even the entire Dongzhou.

There are all the Danmen pill shops in Dongzhou here, as long as it is a Danmen with a little status in Dongzhou, they will set up a store in this Xuantian City Danxiang Workshop as a channel for selling pills.

Of course, almost half of the shops in the entire Danxiang Sect are controlled by the Lingdan Sect, and the Lingdan Sect cooperates with the Yanguo Patrol Division to control the shops here, to put it bluntly, the pill market in Xuantian City is the Lingdan Sect's family.

The venue of the Spirit Pill Club had already been arranged at this time, in addition to the many Danmen in Dongzhou, the participants in the Spirit Pill Meeting this time were naturally indispensable to other sects in Dongzhou and many Danmen disciples from other states.

After all, this can be regarded as an annual event in the entire Dongzhou, and every year above the Dan Meeting, there are occasionally elixirs of the world, and even elixirs are born, so the major sects, as well as the Danmen of other states, are also used to sending some disciples to participate in the meeting.

The venue of the Lingdanhui was held on a temporary high platform in the center of Danxiangfang, which was divided into many small areas, and when Wang Kan and many Dongzhou Danmen disciples came to Danxiangfang, there were already many people seated on the high platform.

Those who can have a place in the venue are naturally the disciples of the seventy-two sects.

On the contrary, the disciples of Dongzhou Danmen, who should be the main body of the Dan Society, are all standing under the high platform at this time, and the difference in status is clear at a glance.

As the sun rises and time passes, in the Danxiangfang, the disciples of the big sects sitting on the high platform are chatting in a low voice at this time, while the monks of the Danmen in Dongzhou who are standing under the stage are like cicadas and can only wait under the stage.

Wang Kan thought to himself, this Spirit Pill Sect's Spirit Pill Sect is really interesting.

The beautiful name is the exchange of Dongzhou Danmen, to promote the development of Dongzhou Danmen, now it seems, why, a scene is clear. I, the disciples of Dongzhou Danmen, can only wait for my life under the high platform.

It wasn't until the seats in the high platform were filled one after another by the disciples of the major sects that an old man sitting on the main seat wearing a plain Taoist robe got up and walked to the big ding in the center of the high platform.

The old man waved his hand, and three incense sticks appeared in the big ding, and the incense burned spontaneously, and the green smoke went straight to the clouds.

"Lingdan Sect Lingdan Meeting, open the altar!"

The old man shouted in a majestic voice.

"Knock...... Boom...... Knock ......"

Under the instruction of the Ministry of Rites of the Yan Kingdom, the bronze bells of all gates of Xuantian City rang in unison.

Wang Kan looked at all this in front of him meaningfully, well, formalism is still in place.

What about next? Is it time to make offerings?

"As a matter of routine, please come to the stage to show the pills and pills. ”

It's really like this, Wang Kan can't help but feel funny.

I really think that all the nations are coming to court!