Although the Star Picking Daoist is the leader of the Daomen, under him, there are two masters in the north and south, who are in charge of the Daomen of the north and the south respectively, the name of the master of the northern faction is called Changsheng Zhenren, and the name of the southern sect is called Zixia Zhenren.

Originally, the Daomen were only divided into north and south, and there was no factional dispute, until ten years ago, Zixia Zhenren suddenly left Zhengyiguan and went to the south.

Why Zixia Zhenren did this, no one knows the reason, maybe only the Star Picking Daoist knows the reason, after all, there are rumors that she left because of her discord with the Star Picking.

After receiving the reply from the Star Picking Daoist, the Northern Daomen began to pack their bags, and all of them left the city at sunset, and Fang Tianyou let them leave without stopping them.

A group of Taoists from the Southern Sect gathered in the lobby on the first floor, looking at the room in the middle of the second floor from time to time, the letter had been delivered for some time, but there was no response.

Qingyang Zhenren, under the constant urging of the disciples, finally asked the entourage disciples to go up and ask.

As a result, as soon as the disciple's feet stepped on the stairs, the door of Zixia's real room opened, and two female Taoist priests dressed in Taoist robes and with excellent posture walked out first.

The Daomen people gathered in the center of the lobby, led by Qingyang and other four real people, bowed in unison in the direction of the stairs.

The atmosphere suddenly became quiet, the footsteps became clearer and clearer, a cold figure appeared in everyone's sight, the person was wearing a light purple robe, wearing a white jade lotus crown, a multicolored jade belt tied around his waist, a pair of small and delicate sky-climbing boots under his feet, exquisite facial features, beautiful appearance, eyes like condensed ice crystals with a touch of cold, a touch of red vertical lines on the forehead, and a little more glamorous while hearing the words, the cherry small mouth house exudes a faint sweet fragrance all the time.

Everyone took the initiative to make their debut, and the table in the middle of the lobby was empty.

Zixia Zhenren did not sit down, but walked around the table towards the door, Qingyang Zhenren saw it and hurriedly stepped forward to ask.

"Master, you're going to see him?" Qingyang Zhenren is the number one in the ranks of the Southern Daomen, but in front of Zixia Zhenren, he is just a subordinate, with a respectful face, and he has no previous high-minded appearance.

The greater the power, the stricter the hierarchy and the more rules.

"No one is allowed to leave the inn until I return." Zixia Zhenren turned around, glanced at the people present, and said in a cold and serious tone.

"The disciple obeys the Guru's decree." Qingyang Zhenren led the way.

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When the food and drinks were ready, the guards trotted over.

"Hall Master! The people of the Taoist Gate asked to see them, and they were three female Taoist priests! ”

Female Taoist? Could it be that Daomen plans to make beauty impossible for himself? Wang Yan was obscene for a moment, and then dispelled this thought, Jia Junshi had already carefully investigated the background of the people who came to the Southern Sect, and there were three women from the Southern Sect, one was Master Zixia, who was known as the leader of the Southern Sect, and the other two were her entourage.

"Bring someone here, Aji, and tell the stove to be served."

It didn't take long for the soldier to come back, followed by three female Taoist priests, Wang Yan's eyes were keenly looking at the person who walked in front, he was very curious about what Zixia really looked like, the information was clearly written, this Zixia master was not only the leader of the Southern Sect, but also she was also the eighth beauty on the list of Liang Hundred Flowers.

is really a great beauty, except for Li Wanqing, Wang Yan has really never seen a woman more beautiful than her, she looks so beautiful, and she is so successful in her career, amazing, really amazing.

Zixia walked into the moon gate and noticed that someone was looking at her, and when she looked up and happened to meet Wang Yan's eyes, she saw through Wang Yan's identity at a glance, and in the face of his scrutinizing gaze, her expression remained unchanged as if she didn't see it, and she was not afraid to look at Wang Yan.

It wasn't until they walked into the hall door that the two ended the eye exchange, and the admiration in Wang Yan's eyes became stronger and stronger, a woman is not afraid of the threat of her gaze, and she is as steady as Mount Tai, how can she not look down?

* The taste is dissipated and replaced by pure appreciation, appreciating beautiful things can make people feel happy, not to mention appreciating such a beautiful woman as Zixia, beautiful and delicious.

The hall has already been arranged, and there are a lot of tables, four tables in a row on the left and right, but in addition to Zixia and her entourage in the room, there are only Aji and Zhou Dian, and Aji insists on being Wang Yan's guard and does not serve the table, so only Zhou Dian is on the table.

Wang Yan made a gesture of invitation to Zixia, she sat down generously, and the two attendants stood behind her, their expressions indifferent, their eyes empty, like two soulless clay statues.

Wang Yan sighed slightly in his heart, if it was said that those two female Taoists had not gone through a harsh *, Wang Yan would not believe it if they were killed! It's not that he hasn't seen this kind of puppet doll-like woman in his previous life, so he knows how difficult it is to turn a person with intelligence into a prop, which is very poisonous and difficult to describe, Wang Yan's gaze at Zixia is much darker.

The dishes were served quickly, and the kung fu of the tea was all ready, and Wang Yan did not order the song and dance, so after the dishes were served, the subordinates brought the door down.

There are a total of four dishes at the dinner party, all of which are very exquisitely made, and the presentation is also very exquisite, and the table is very pleasing to the eye, just looking at it knows that the taste will not be bad.

Zixia glanced at the wine and food on the table lightly, then withdrew her gaze, raised her head, and looked at Wang Yan, she came to talk about things this time, the wine and food were like decorations to her, she wanted to know what Wang Yan was thinking at the moment.

I have been in this world for many years, and I have eaten a lot of large and small banquets, as the host, I should say some polite words at this time to enliven the atmosphere, no matter whether the audience is an enemy or a friend, etiquette and bearing can not be lost.

But Wang Yan still couldn't learn the trick of hypocrisy and detours, Wang Yan silently filled himself with wine, and glanced at Aji, who was peeking at Zixia and her attendants next to him, all of them were subordinates, how could other people's subordinates know to pour wine for the master, and they only knew how to look at the girl! Even if these three female Taoist priests are not beautiful, you have to pay attention to the occasion!

Aji seemed to feel Wang Yan's resentment, came back to his senses, looked at Wang Yan embarrassedly, and wanted to step forward to do something, but was stopped by Wang Yan waving his hand under the table.

Wang Yan picked up the wine glass, looked at Zixia, and put the information on her one by one, this woman is seventeen or eighteen just by looking at her face, but the momentum she exudes from her body exposes her age, seventeen or eighteen can not practice this kind of aura, unless she is like herself, she comes back to her soul.

This kind of cold aura that is not angry and self-righteous needs to be practiced by heart and experience, and she is definitely over thirty! Wang Yan is sure that it is clearly written on the intelligence that this Zixia real person was over twenty years old when she became famous, and she became famous ten years ago.

"I wonder why the master is here?" Wang Yan didn't beat around the bush and went straight to the point.

"There are two days left before the day of Tianjian, and Poor Dao wants to make a deal with you, Young Master Wang!"