Meng Qingzhi's hearing is keen, he found that most of the people present were discussing Master Yang Lin's birthday banquet, it seems that they are all going to the banquet, this is the only way to go to Kabak Lake, no wonder it is so lively. Pen & Fun & Pavilion www.biquge.info

"Qingzhi, this Master Yang Lin, is he a big man?" Xin Yao listened and wondered why the people around her were discussing this Master Yang Lin.

"That's right, Master Yang Lin is recognized as the first in martial arts, he is one hundred and thirty years old this year, and he is proud of martial arts in terms of qualifications and strength." Meng Qingzhi replied, his words were full of admiration, and his eyes were full of brilliance, as if he admired this Master Yang Lin very much.

"One hundred and thirty-year-old martial arts senior, he must have a very strong and pure internal strength." Xin Yao sighed slightly, what is the concept of one hundred and thirty years old, it seems that Master Si Ling and Master Jun Yan are only one hundred and thirty years old combined.

"There's something more important. Master Yang Lin, hehe, hehe, he is the head of the Western Desert School, and it was he who single-handedly founded the Western Desert School, that is, my ancestor. Meng Qingzhi's tone was full of pride, pondering that this time he would go to Doctor Bin Shen to detoxify the poison, and then rush to congratulate Master Yang Lin on his birthday.

In fact, although Meng Qingzhi is the third generation disciple of Master Yang Lin, he has never seen his ancestor, this time Master Yang Lin's one hundred and thirty birthday, Jun Yan will definitely rush to congratulate him, and when Meng Qingzhi says anything, he will also pester Jun Yan and take himself to meet his ancestor.

"Aren't you a disciple of the Northern Sect?" Xin Yao wondered, obviously he was the ancestor of the Western Desert Sect, how could he become Meng Qingzhi's ancestor again.

"The Northern Sect was originally separated from the Western Desert Sect, and it is considered a subordinate sect of the Western Desert Sect, Miss Xin Yao, you are also a person from the rivers and lakes, why don't you know anything about some basic common sense?" Tang Taiying explained to Xin Yao, she was curious, the status of the Western Desert Sect in the rivers and lakes can be said to be unshakable, as for the Northern Sect, it is also famous, how can Xin Yao not even know this little thing, and for another moment, Lan Taiying suddenly awe, "Also, Qingsimen is an immortal sect outside the world, regardless of the world, rarely set foot in the rivers and lakes." ”

"I wonder if there is a seat for my Qingsimen master at this master Yang Lin's heroic banquet?" Xin Yao's eyes were full of anticipation, she had never heard of this kind of heroic banquet, if there were Qingsimen disciples attending, she would definitely be able to meet Master Si Ling and Master Si Jing, the head of the sect.

"Definitely, Qingsimen and the Western Desert Sect belong to the three major immortal sects, and the master of Qingsimen must be a guest of my ancestor, maybe I can still see Siling Master." Meng Qingzhi guessed along Xin Yao's mind and said, he knew that Xin Yao missed his master, he had seen Master Siling's love for Xin Yao, and he had to write a healing method for Xin Yao's retreat despite his own fatigue.

Xin Yao smiled, her pretty face full of anticipation and longing.

Taiying subconsciously shrank back, she was worried, since it was a martial arts banquet, it must be indispensable for the participation of Qingtian Villa, she was worried, but don't meet her father and the disciples of Qingtian Villa on this necessary road.

Suddenly, a group of people rushed down from the second floor and rushed to the table in the center of the lobby.

"Ling Jinyun! Where is my brother? The man at the head was domineering, and he broke the leg of the stool with one foot, and the scabbard was pointed at Ling Jinyun, who was sitting upright.

Only then did Meng Qingzhi and the others notice that Ling Jinyun and the two Guyue Sect disciples they saw in the woods were here, and the two tables sitting next to them were also wearing silk robes, and it seemed that they were all Ling Jinyun's fellow disciples.

"It's really funny, Xiao Mo will be your junior brother, why did he ask about me." Ling Jinyun was not surprised, he looked leisurely, and sneered indifferently.

"My junior brother is gone, he must have been kidnapped by you." Xiao Moyou yelled angrily, the calmer Ling Jinyun was, the more atmospheric Xiao Moyou became, and the crowd of onlookers who didn't know the truth only thought that Xiao Moyou was causing trouble.

"Don't talk nonsense, did you see me kidnap him? Hehe, I warn you, this is not Xiaoshan, and you are not allowed to frame good people so presumptuously! Ling Jinyun had a sinister smile on his face, and the Gu Yue Sect disciples at the two tables next to him also looked at Xiao Moyou playfully, completely ignoring Xiao Moyou and the group of Xiao Shan disciples behind him.

"I know, my junior brother casually said a few words of gossip about Sect Master Ling, and if you offended you, you held a grudge and targeted him everywhere." Xiao Mo told the truth, and others probably heard the clues.

It turned out that the disciples of the Xiaoshan faction and the Guyue Sect had a verbal dispute, and then Xiao Mohui of the Xiaoshan faction disappeared, so Xiao Moyou, the senior brother of Xiaoshan, suspected that it was Ling Jinyun of the Guyue Sect who was bad, but Ling Jinyun did not admit it.

"I'm not so careful, our sect leader is extraordinary, it is inevitable that there will be villains who are jealous, so why should I bother with villains." Ling Jinyun's words were arrogant, and as soon as he said this, he immediately attracted a sigh.

Of course, the disciples of each sect think that the head of their sect is the most powerful, and there are many arrogant Jianghu disciples, and they even want to compete at the banquet to prove the strength of their sect and improve the prestige of the sect.

And Ling Jinyun actually brazenly touted the Guyue Sect Master, which naturally caused others to be unconvinced.

"Then why did you frame your junior brother for stealing your Guyue iron box before, there are many people here, why do you suspect my junior brother, this is not deliberately aimed at him!" Xiao Mo was convincing, and the others who still felt that he was causing trouble would begin to favor him.

"You also know that he was the first to speak ill of my Guyue Sect, so I lost something, of course I was the first to suspect him." Ling Jinyun stood up, he was half a head taller than Xiao Moyou, and after standing up, he looked down at Xiao Moyou coldly, indifferent and arrogant, his eyes full of disdain.

"Hmph, Senior Brother just said that our master's swordsmanship is not inferior to Sect Master Ling, how can this be a bad word!" Xiao Moyou continued to talk about things, arousing the approval of onlookers, in other words, anyone, as long as he was not too weak, would think that his master's swordsmanship was not inferior to others.

"Isn't it a bad word? That's nonsense and rumors. Ling Jinyun's tone gradually became fierce, he had absolute confidence, Sect Master Ling was no longer what it used to be, in the past thirty years, Sect Master Ling had painstakingly studied a set of Lingyun swordsmanship, which was both unpredictable and extremely fierce, and today's Sect Leader definitely had the strength to be proud of the martial arts.

"Which senior's swordsmanship is better, these don't matter for the time being."

After Xiao Mo finished speaking, he threw out a brocade cloth burden, and the burden slammed heavily on the table, and the brocade cloth scattered, revealing a shiny and smooth iron box inside, and a bright red half-moon was printed on the lid of the iron box, which was the symbol of the Guyue Sect.