(Recommended reading:?Mo Chen frowned suddenly, there was a killing intent in the Huangji Cliff, what was going on?

Lin Xingmao also noticed Mo Chen's abnormality, and said softly: "Brother Chen, what's wrong?" ”

"It's okay, let's go inside. Pen ~ Fun ~ Pavilion www.biquge.info" Mo Chen shook his head, he was sure that he must not be wrong, since the killing intent has appeared, there will naturally be a time to reappear.

There were a total of sixty-three people from the Quartet Sect, and they entered the main hall in an instant.

The wide hall is very lively, there are two rows of long tables, there are countless melons and fruits and wines, and there are countless beauties shuttling around the scene to receive them one by one.

This relaxed atmosphere, how can there be the tension of the inscription dispute, but like a banquet.

The five major sects, Yunlin Valley, Purple Cloud Sect, and Huangji Cliff are almost all second, third, and fourth, and each sect has ten high-level and ten super geniuses, plus the three of Yueyi Sect, there are a total of sixty-three people.

But in this lively hall, the sixty-three people seemed insignificant, and not even as many as those beauties.

When the people from Yunlin Valley and Huangji Cliff entered, everyone hugged a beautiful woman for the first time, and they talked and laughed.

Even Huangji Cliff had many disciples who began to look for beautiful women, and then hooked their shoulders and backs, and even hugged them left and right.

This scene made Mo Chen frown slightly, this is like an inscription conference, but like an extravagant drinking party.

Zhuo Qingfeng explained with a smile: "This is all made by Luoxian Pavilion, every time the inscription is held, the battle is very fierce, so Luoxian Pavilion held this kind of drinking party the day before the conference, so that everyone can relax and participate in the best condition." ”

"At your best?"

Mo Chen sneered, looking at the smiling smiles of many disciples around him, what kind of relaxation is this, the big night will definitely be hollowed out, and it will not be the best state at that time, but the worst state.

Can't these guys see that this is a deliberate act by Luoxian Pavilion?

Zhuo Qingfeng continued: "What is the cultivation of my generation of martial artists? I know you will say that it is for the supreme avenue, the pursuit of the ultimate martial arts, but these people are not as conscious as you, in their opinion, the three realms of the martial soul are all used to enhance their status, enjoy the glory of time, power, resources, and beauties, these are all temptations that are difficult to resist. ”

Mo Chen shook his head and smiled bitterly, seeing that some disciples had even begun to go upstairs, the excited appearance was really speechless.

This is called the Dao Heart.

There is no shortage of geniuses in the world, but the geniuses who can really grow up are one in ten thousand, which person is not a person who sees the temptation of the world, abandons the world's fame, and has a firm Taoist heart.

This Luoxian Pavilion is indeed good at using people's hearts.

There are 60 people in the three major sects, and more than half of them are immersed in beauty.

And in the depths of the main hall, more than ten old men and more than ten super geniuses were indifferently tasting wine and talking, looking at this scene coldly, obviously, these guys are the people of Luoxian Pavilion.

In the most conspicuous position, there sat an old man, he was thin and plainly dressed, like a peasant in the countryside, and he was about to enter the earth, but the high-ranking people and disciples around him were respectful to him.

"That is the leader of the Luoxian Pavilion, I'm afraid no one knows what the specific name is, everyone calls him a thin old man, he has entered the sixth-order Mingsheng twenty years ago, but he has not become the deputy sect master of the Luoxiange, in order to suppress the battle of the inscriptions, twenty years have passed, even if there is no breakthrough, at least it is the peak of the first-order Mingsheng."

Zhuo Qingfeng looked at the thin old man, and a look of jealousy flashed in his eyes, "With him, it is indeed difficult for other sects to compete for the position of champion, Mo Chen, the old man has great expectations for you, and I hope you can go all out." ”

Mo Chen nodded lightly, he knew that Zhuo Qingfeng not only wanted to get rid of the embarrassing position of the last place, but also wanted to go one step further and compete for the top three positions, or even the second place.

As for the first, there was the thin old man in Luoxian Pavilion, and in his opinion, it was indeed a little difficult.

However, Mo Chen didn't think so, since he came here, he naturally wanted to strive for the first, but he remembered Sect Master Lin's promise that he could keep all the resources obtained from the Hundred Herb Garden, and the sect would give other rewards.

For Mo Chen, who is short of resources, only by getting the first place can he have more time to harvest resources.

After all, Mo Chen's goal is to surpass his previous life, and the resources he needs can definitely be described as massive.

Suddenly, the eyes of Zhuo Qingfeng and Mo Chen became gloomy at the same time, because in the camp of Luoxian Pavilion, they actually saw an acquaintance, and for Mo Chen, it could not be counted anymore.

It was Bi Yuntao who wanted to win over Mo Chen to be a Dantong.

"This traitor actually defected to Luoxian Pavilion!" Zhuo Qingfeng was very angry, and at the same time shocked, Bi Yuntao followed Jiang Feiya, and now that he has taken refuge in Luoxian Pavilion, doesn't it mean that Jiang Feiya also went to Luoxian Pavilion.

"Brother table, let's sit down and have two drinks, I haven't seen each other for many years, it's rare to have time to get together, brother, I have a lot to say to you." The white-eyed Taoist walked slowly with two glasses of wine.

With his status and Dao heart cultivation, it was naturally impossible for him to be interested in those services, so he held his wine glass and wanted to talk to his friends for a while.

Zhuo Qingfeng said: "Brother Baimei, wait a while, I'll come when I go." ”

Dropping this sentence, Zhuo Qingfeng walked straight towards the camp of Luoxian Pavilion, the Baimei Daoist was a little puzzled at first, but when he saw Bi Yuntao in the crowd of Luoxian Pavilion, he also understood.

His face was slightly gloomy, and he also followed.

"Bi Yuntao, you actually joined Luoxian Pavilion!" Before anyone arrived, Zhuo Qingfeng's slightly angry voice sounded.

Although his voice was very loud, it was still muffled by the noisy sounds around him, and most of the disciples didn't even look at this side except for a few people such as Han Yuan and Yang Yun and other older generations who noticed this scene.

"What? All the majesty of Yueyimen has been brought here? Bi Yuntao met Zhuo Qingfeng's gaze without fear, and sneered: "Zhuo Qingfeng, I, Bi Yuntao, am no longer from Yueyimen, you, the first elder, don't seem to be able to control me, right?" ”

"Haha, I've heard for a long time that there was a civil strife in Yueyimen, I thought it was a rumor, but I didn't expect it to be true." Yang Yun laughed with his wine glass, wanting to taunt Zhuo Qingfeng.

"It seems that the high-level of the Yueyi Sect is a little incompetent, and even the people of the sect can't be retained, this is the rhythm of decline." The cold abyss is quiet.

Baimei Daoist said unhappily: "Yang Yun, Han Yuan, it seems that this is none of your business, right?" ”

Yang Yun shrugged his shoulders and said with a smile: "The sect is incompetent, isn't it allowed for others to say it?" You white eyebrows are in charge of the world, and you still want me to shit and fart? ”

"People are watching the sky, and they can't hide it from others if they have a few pounds and taels." Han Yuan sneered.

Bi Yuntao smiled lightly and said, "That's right, the Yueyi Gate has declined, and I, Bi Yuntao, naturally want to find another way, how can I be destroyed with the Yueyi Gate?" ”

"You ......" Zhuo Qingfeng was furious, a traitor, and even threatened to destroy the sect.

"A bunch of madness is screaming here, so why should Elder Zhuo mind with madness?"

Mo Chen's faint voice sounded, and at the same time, he also signaled that Zhuo Qingfeng did not need to be angry.

Mo Chen's words were very abrupt, making everyone slightly stunned, and the white-eyed Taoist was the first to react, and immediately laughed out loud, feeling very relieved, and at the same time looked at Mo Chen's eyes, which were also full of appreciation.

And Yang Yun and Han Yuan were pale, a little disciple, they dared to scold them for being dogs.

"Boy, what kind of person are you, speaking at the top, how can you have a share!" was scolded as a mad dog, Yang Yun was furious.

Mo Chen said with cold disdain: "You are also worthy of being called a high-level? ”

"What an arrogant guy, it seems that Yueyimen is indeed in decline, even a disciple is not big or small, the old man will teach you a good lesson on behalf of Yueyimen today, and let you know what it means to be respectful and humble."

The angry Yang Yun waved his hand without warning, wanting to teach Mo Chen a lesson.

"Old man Yang Yun, the old man will accompany you to practice." The white-eyed Daoist was really good, and he actually punched out and blocked it for Mo Chen.

He liked Mo Chen's character very much, and instinctively wanted to take refuge, but what he didn't know was that in Mo Chen's eyes, Yang Yun was not enough to see at all, and it could be solved in minutes.

Han Yuan also took a slight step, and Zhuo Qingfeng stepped out, "What, you want to do it too?" ”

This sudden scene made the atmosphere of the scene solidify, and those high-level disciples who interacted with the beauties saw that their leaders had a conflict, and they surrounded them one after another, and the entire scene suddenly formed a tripartite.

On one side were the Purple Cloud Sect and Yunlin Valley led by Yang Yun and Han Yuan, on the other side were the Yueyi Gate and the Huangji Cliff, and Luoxian Pavilion sat there silently without saying a word.

At this moment, the thin old man spoke slowly.

"This is the Inscription Conference, not the Heavenly Sect Extreme Realm, all grievances will be resolved by the Inscription Dao, if you want to use force, wait until the conference here is over, leave here."

The thin old man's gaze scanned the main hall and paused slightly on Mo Chen's body for a moment.

With him speaking, Yang Yun and Han Yuan naturally didn't dare to say anything, but just glared at Mo Chen angrily.

"Boy, at the inscription conference tomorrow, I will definitely want you to know how powerful."

Dropping a cruel word, Yang Yun led the people of the sect towards the second floor, and Han Yuan also left directly.

Between the two of them in Luoxian Pavilion, there seems to be no intersection on the surface, and the words of the thin old man will not make people suspect that the Purple Cloud Sect and Yunlin Valley have already taken refuge in them.

"What the thin man said is right, Mo Chen, tomorrow the battle for inscriptions, we will fight it out." Bi Yuntao looked at Mo Chen with a provocative gaze.

It was only at this moment that Zhuo Qingfeng discovered that Bi Yuntao was actually wearing the clothes of a disciple of Luoxian Pavilion, representing the identity of a disciple.

The Baimei Daoist also found out about this, and wanted to say something, but was stopped by Zhuo Qingfeng.

Even the sixth-order Mingsheng can participate in the battle of the Hundred Herb Garden, so the high-level Mingzun can naturally become a disciple, even if they argue, the Luoxian Pavilion has enough reason to prevaricate them, and it is in vain to ask.

"You're not qualified."

Mo Chen smiled calmly and disdainfully, and then turned to leave.

Zhuo Qingfeng and Baimei Daoren naturally did not stay here, and they all went to the second floor, preparing to rest and prepare for the battle of tomorrow's conference.

However, in the middle of the night, the Baimei Daoist still came to the room of Zhuo Qingfeng and the three of them, and said very worriedly: "I didn't expect Luoxian Pavilion to be so despicable, the elder war has a thin old man, and there is Bi Yuntao among the disciples, this is to crush our four major sects." ”

Zhuo Qingfeng was also a little contemplative, but Mo Chen smiled leisurely, "Luoxian Pavilion has a good calculation, but the final result is probably that the bamboo basket is empty." ”

The white-eyed Taoist shook his head secretly, only thinking that Mo Chen was young and frivolous.

However, Zhuo Qingfeng listened to Mo Chen's words, but he was looking forward to it, and he couldn't help but feel confident again.

The white-eyed Taoist nagged a few more words, and Mo Chen and Lin Xingmao also left the room, leaving this place for their two old friends to reminisce.

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