Hetu tossed and turned and couldn't sleep in the first half of the night, thinking about the matter of finding a master at the Xianyuan Conference.

After Qingming left, he began to meditate on the spot and digested the aura of the dzi gift.

As for Hetu, just that bit of aura, there really doesn't need a joke, it's been split by the Heavenly Tribulation for ten years, plus the 8585530 of the Qi training value, that bit of Dzi aura is simply a drizzle.

By the way, it's 8585540 now.

I flipped over and over, and fell asleep in the middle of the night.

Nothing was said all night.

………………

The sun rose in the east, and when the first ray of vision penetrated the morning mist around the Heavenly Palace, one by one, the monks and immortals were already under the guidance of the Heavenly Palace monks, heading towards the Heavenly Palace.

When you walk out of the temple, you will come to a straight avenue.

The fine white jade paved ground shone with a warm light, and there seemed to be a curling mist shrouding the unreal palace in the distance.

At the end of the avenue is the location of the third session of this fairy yuan conference.

The white jade column is integrated, behind the column is a white wall about four or five meters high, covered with gold tiles, in the middle of the red lacquer gate of the moon hole, on the black plaque on the door, three gilded characters - Chengtian Palace.

At this time, the gate opened, and the monks of the Heavenly Palace did not stop, leading everyone to continue to move forward, and the large hall was exaggerated, and the rows of jade columns with an unknown number were arranged in an orderly manner.

On each column, there are different carvings, the carving is exquisite, ingenious, rare in the world.

Look at the surroundings of the hall again, you can see the glazed tiles everywhere, the carved beams and painted buildings, the sunlight outside the window penetrates, and you will feel the brilliance and brilliance in an instant!

Hetu originally thought that everything he had seen before was extravagant and flashy enough, but when he approached the palace in front of him, he felt that what he had seen before was not the extreme.

Even the princess of the Qin Kingdom not far away, Ying Qiane, showed a look of surprise.

However, the other Xianmen monks seemed relatively calm, and in the eyes of these monks who were dedicated to cultivation, there was not much difference between this magnificent and the weedy and wooden houses in the mountains.

Besides, apart from those Qi cultivation cultivators and foundation building period cultivators, who is not a well-informed monk who has lived for hundreds of years?

How could you be shocked by this luxurious sight?

Although the river map was slightly shocked, it was only from the perspective of appreciating the artwork, and I thought that I would move to the virtual realm at night, which must be appreciated.

When Hetu was thinking nonsense, the monks had already stopped, and they saw the top position of the main hall, but it was blocked by jade screens all around, so that people could not see the situation inside.

I saw the Heavenly Palace monks who were leading the way at the forefront, and said to the Xianmen monks:

"Please also be calm, the third session of our Immortal Yuan Conference will be held here, all the monks and immortals who participated in the Immortal Yuan Conference, please wait in front of the steps."

Those monks, immortals, stepped forward one after another, and the total number of people was more than three hundred, standing on the white jade steps in front of them, and they didn't feel crowded.

Looking at this scene, Hetu always felt like meeting the emperor in the world.

If there were dragon chairs on the steps instead of screens separated on all sides, it would probably be a meeting with the emperor.

I saw the immortals, the monks, after standing in front of the white jade steps, the screen that was the first side was slowly opened.

A sound of the piano, but in the hall drifted away, the sound of the piano when the sound of the tactful, the tone gradually went higher, or virtual or real, impermanent, like a quiet stream dripping spring clear and ethereal, exquisitely clear.

That voice, I can hear the river map, and I just want to recite a song of Bai Juyi's "Pipa Xing" to describe it.

But the most surprising thing is not the sudden sound of the piano, but the scene behind the screen.

It was an iron-eating beast sitting upright on the bed.

The couch was carved from fine sandalwood, with fine patterns carved on the surface, pink curtains on both sides, and clouds of silk and satin like water-colored rippling tassels, which were spread on the bed from top to bottom.

The bed was huge, and it was not a problem to lie down five or six people, but the corresponding thing was an iron-eating beast that was not proportionately large.

An ordinary adult iron-eating beast should be more than a meter long, but this iron-eating beast looks to be a little smaller.

The iron-eating beast had clean and supple body hair, and he thought he was paying attention to personal hygiene.

Its limbs and buttocks are black, its body is white, and its head is black and white.

However, an iron-eating beast sitting on the bed is not the most surprising, the most surprising thing is that this iron-eating beast can't help but sit on the bed and listen to music, and he also listens and sits and eats.

In front of the bed, there is a pear blossom wooden table.

On the table, wine, luminous glasses, jade plates, and a handful of fresh green bamboo.

The iron-eating beast, seeing that the screen was open and there were many monks in the audience, did not panic at all, raised its claws, grabbed a tender bamboo, put it to its mouth and chewed it.

Because I was just chewing the bamboo on my right side, it looked like a bit of a domineering president's evil smile.

Hetu hurriedly shook his head, it had been dull for a long time, and he could see the feeling of a domineering president when he looked at an iron-eating beast.

However, this is indeed not an ordinary iron-eating beast, otherwise it would not be able to have such treatment in the Heavenly Palace.

【Sky Bear

Age: 13

Practice: None

Grade: Divine Beast

Skill: See through

Realm: Qi Training Period (500/1000)

Mood: 455 (base value +100; eat +200; sleep +200; want to go to the toilet -50; Disturbed -20; Start of work -10 (decreasing exponentially over time); Thinking of happy things +25)]

Just looking at this introduction is a bit of a cowhide, don't look at it as just a Qi training period, but it doesn't even have a cultivation method, and it's only thirteen years old, so it relies on eating, drinking, sleeping, and maybe playing, to achieve the cultivation of the Qi training period, and the most important thing is that the words of the grade divine beast are not a joke.

Hetu has raised divine beasts, he understands.

Divine beasts are not a question of whether they are powerful or not! It's really the kind, the kind that is rare.

Among the major immortal sects, there are still many monks with discerning eyes, and just after seeing the heavenly bear, someone said:

"It's a mythical beast!"

"That's right, it should be a divine beast, but I didn't think that the third session of this fairy fate conference was actually related to a divine beast."

"It's worthy of the Lingshan Heavenly Palace, there are even divine beasts."

The monks were full of emotion and discussion, but Qingming asked in a low voice:

"Senior Brother in charge, are divine beasts rare?"

Hetu said quietly:

"It's rare."

Qingming's mentality has changed slightly:

【Lost Beast-50】

Hetu was stunned, wanting to laugh but couldn't.

Five years ago, when the divine beast jumped off the cliff, Hetu clearly remembered that the little junior sister was [the divine beast escaped +20] at that time, and the emotional little junior sister learned that the divine beast was rare, and immediately lost the divine beast?

Hetu thought about it, but still said:

"Although the divine beast ran away, but I went to the bottom of the cliff to see it, there is no corpse, it should not be dead, and when I finish dealing with the master's affairs, I will go and catch it back."

Qingming nodded, and his mentality improved a little.

The monks below were talking, and there was a buzzing sound in the whole hall, and before the monks of the palace could speak, it was the divine beast Tianxiong who was chewing bamboo, and suddenly stood up from the bed, and then let out a beast-like roar:

"Roaring ——!"

The iron-eating beast just roared angrily, and many monks with low cultivation couldn't help but cover their ears, looking a little painful.

The roar did not last long, however, and when the iron-eater saw that everyone had quieted down, he sat back down.

On the side, a Heavenly Palace monk stood up and said to everyone:

"In the third session of the Xianyuan Conference, it is your potential to take the postgraduate examination, and there will be the Heavenly Palace Divine Beast Tianxiong to assess, all those who participate in the Xianyuan Conference, please step forward one by one."

(I want to see how many readers are actually following, there is one count, see the readers here, say anything, I look at the number of people.) ）

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