The Xiuzhen Conference was held as scheduled today, and the disciples of Taixuan Zhenren's own sect attended in full costume and looked beaming.

However, only Taixuan Zhenren was anxious, today is the third day, where has the girl gone, why hasn't she appeared?

Not only Nangong Li is gone, but even the bamboo Suifeng who came to find Nangong Li has disappeared without a trace, and no one has seen them again except for the servant in charge of the reception.

Accompanied by the maid who was in charge of receiving the guests, Taixuan Zhenren and the others ascended to the second floor and sat in the exclusive seat of the Shushan faction.

"Senior brother, why didn't you see your precious apprentice?" Jiuhua Zhenren looked behind Taixuan Zhenren, that Nangong Li didn't come?

"This girl came to a friend the day before yesterday, maybe she has something urgent to deal with, and she hasn't come back yet, it's really worrying."

Taixuan Zhenren shook his head and sighed, this apprentice's talent is unique, but he has more things to do than anyone else.

Taixuan Zhenren wondered, what is a little girl doing when she goes out with a boyfriend and doesn't return home at night?

Taixuan Zhenren was in a bad mood, but the personnel of each faction were beaming, and they each entered their own floors, and there were disturbing scattered cultivators.

"Ladies and gentlemen, fellow Daoists!" Qiankun City Lord Qiancheng hugged his fist in the middle of the scene, "It's an honor for me to preside over the 50-year Xiuzhen Conference, and I myself thank you for your support!" ”

Jiuhua real people are all looking at the stage intently, listening to Qiancheng's tirade, I have to say, this Qiancheng's official. That's a lot to talk about.

"Next, I will announce the list of sects that will participate in the competition." The Qiankun City Lord pointed in the direction of the Taixuan Zhenren in the east, "The number one faction in the cultivation realm, the head of the Shushan faction, Taixuan Zhenren!" ”

The eyes of everyone present were all focused on Taixuan Zhenren's side, Taixuan Zhenren stood up, hugged his fists in all directions, and then sat down with a smile.

In this cultivation realm, the word "real person" can be called. They all have to be people who have survived the immortal tribulation, or who have practiced for thousands of years and are highly respected, they are like legends in the eyes of all cultivators, that is, immortals.

Now. Many people were fortunate to see Taixuan Zhenren, although they only glanced at it from a distance, but they were very excited, their idols were there.

"Don't Taixuan Zhenren have apprentices?" There was a lot of discussion about the loose practice. They all felt itchy when they saw that behind Taixuan Zhenren, the seats of their cronies were empty.

"It is said that the real person once had an apprentice who was extremely talented," there is a very old and very old casual cultivator, with white eyebrows and beards, "It is said that he was invaded by the demon during the catastrophe, and then he failed to succeed, as for whether he was rebuilt by the army or entered the demon, this statement is different......

Everyone looked at this old casual cultivator. They all know that he can't deceive people, he is known as "Bai Xiaosheng in the Cultivation Realm", he knows everything about the Cultivation Realm, if he counts by age, he is afraid that he will live longer than Taixuan Zhenren!

I don't know how he did it, I haven't heard of him cultivating, how can he live so long? Some say he was a turtle, others say he ate an elixir called "elixir of immortality".

In short, the more time passed, the more they knew, and everyone believed what he said.

"Old sir. You said that we went to apprentice, can Taixuan Zhenren accept it......" The young cultivators behind him were discussing.

Qiancheng on the stage didn't care what they were talking about, but continued to introduce the visitor, "This is Mo Qisong, the head of the Moshan faction. and Mo Xiaotian, the ancestor of the Mo family! ”

For the Moshan faction, everyone is very familiar with it, this Moshan faction has always been very arrogant and domineering, it is said that the Shushan faction is not in the eyes, and some people said, this competition. The Moshan faction and the Shushan faction have a good show.

Next, Qiancheng introduced Lu Xiaoyao, the master of the Xiaoyao faction, Wu Batian, the master of the Tianshan faction, Liu Chuanfeng, the master of the Fengmi faction, Jiang Tianji, the master of the Shenji faction, and Wang Fengxian, the master of the Fengxian faction.

These masters are all aggressive, full of arrogance, and they look very proud, and all the scattered cultivators who see it are envious.

There are also some small sects, and Qiancheng also made an introduction, and then announced, "The Xiuzhen Conference has officially begun." ”

The Xiuzhen Conference is divided into two procedures, the first is to discuss the results of the competition, and the second is to trade and barter.

As the saying goes, the first three haunted shows are all some casual cultivation competitions, the exercises are messy, the means are fancy, and everyone laughs when they see it.

In the fourth scene, there was a disciple of the Xiaoyao School, named Qiu Ling, who was dressed in a white robe and looked suave, which was indeed the style of the Xiaoyao School.

As soon as this disciple came to power, he named and asked Wu Liuqi of the Tianshan faction to come to power and be killed.

The Xiuzhen Conference emphasized that the point was over, but if someone was killed by mistake, it was understandable and would not be blamed.

Wu Liuqi was sitting behind Wu Batian, the head of the Tianshan faction, whispering with his wife Wu Shuang, as if no one was close to him, and he was suddenly named, he was stunned.

"Qi'er, you've also been cultivating for more than ten years, it's good to go and meet him." Wu Batian smiled slightly and motioned for Wu Liuqi to go down.

"It's the master." Wu Liuqi didn't dare to disobey the order, this was both the master's and father-in-law's words, how could he not go?

Flying down from the second floor, Wu Liuqi floated to the ground, looking at the person in front of him, he was a little familiar, and he couldn't remember who it was for a while.

"Who are you, and why did you name me to end up?" Wu Liuqi is also a beautiful young man, don't look at his thirties, cultivators can't see that they are old.

The hill on the opposite side sneered, "Liu Qi, oh no, I should call you Wu Liuqi now, don't you really know me?" ”

As soon as he heard that the other party knew his original name, Wu Liuqi was shocked and looked the man opposite up and down.

This man is really handsome, white and tender, with big eyes and double eyelids, and a bare chin without a beard, yo! Isn't this a hill?

"You, you...... You are hills! Wu Liuqi was so frightened that he took a few steps back, almost sitting on the stage, his face pale, why is he not dead yet?

"What, do you think I'm dead?" Qiu Ling sneered and pointed at Wu Liuqi, "You white-eyed wolf, you were poor at the beginning, if my father hadn't taken you in, you would have starved to death, do you think what I said is right?" ”

The people on the stage were all in good spirits when they heard this, and there was this matter, so Wu Liuqi was actually the person who was saved by the hill family? Then why did the hills still kill him?

"I ......" Wu Liuqi didn't know what to do, and he never dreamed that his father-in-law didn't cut the grass and eradicate the roots, and he still had a living mouth.

Looking at Wu Liuqi's frightened appearance, Qiu Ling raised his voice, "At the beginning, we took you with you with delicious food and drink, but you didn't say that you would repay your kindness, but instead insulted my sister while she was asleep, causing her to commit suicide when she was just seventeen years old!" ”

Qiu Ling hysterically yelled at Wu Liuqi, "My father is generous, he didn't kill you, he just beat you a few times and drove you out, but you ......" (to be continued.) )

PS: Seems interesting