Ganlu Temple is located on the top of the peak in the center of Luofu Island, and the swallow tower in charge of intelligence is at the foot of the mountain.

By the time Ding Junpei hurried to the port, the people had already gathered. Only the elders and the disciples in remote places have not yet arrived.

Sect Miao Luo Zhenren to close the death pass and impact the five-fold realm, and if something big happens, it won't come out. The seven Supreme Elders have been in retreat and cultivation all year round, and it is estimated that they will not appear.

The handymen were the most active, and though they did not shout loudly, they asked in a panic:

"Where's the ship, where'...... the ship?"

Inner disciples, especially elite disciples, are much calmer. He really stood like a pine, not moving, calmly staring at the empty sea.

Ding Junpei is one of the stewards of Swallow Tower, leading more than 40 girls to be proud. After passing through the outermost crowd of servants and canteens, he walked carefully on tiptoe and found the location of his group.

Sorting out the news case file, the status is naturally much higher than that of low-level disciples who do rough work and chores.

In fact, they basically cut off the path of cultivation, and looked down on the miscellaneous servants as fifty steps and a hundred steps. The real core of any sect is the elite disciples and elders of the inner sect, and the rest of the people serve it, but the division of labor is different.

The ordinary children of the inner gate, if they do not get the opportunity and do not work hard to break through, they will eventually return to the world, which is the common saying "return to the mortal".

Those who can stay on the island are all outstanding, and they are sifted layer by layer like waves pushing sand, which is really rare.

Although Yu Yangzi, who was in charge of the Swallow Tower, was one of the eight elders, he was ranked last. And Ding Junpei's aunt is the third-ranked Yaohuan Shitai, so she usually opens one eye to her and closes one eye.

Without the suppression of his boss, Ding Junpei became more and more domineering. Anyway, if she didn't break through the Enlightenment Realm before the age of twenty-eight, she was not afraid of being sent to the island, and her aunt would leave her to take care of her.

She has always looked down on Luo Shang, who has no background and no qualifications, and is rustic. Especially after Yun Fei rising, looking at the other party is like a thorn in the eye and a thorn in the flesh.

Hmph, even if the case file is well organized, and it has been praised by the Great Elder Nanwang, isn't it time to get out of the way?

And Luo Shang has been on the island for fifteen years, and the original good sisters have left one after another. The new junior sister revolved around Ding Junpei one by one, isolating her.

Often buried in mountain-like cases, they enjoy flowers and amuse birds. In the end, the credit is not his own, and he can only grit his teeth and endure it.

It's like a rose in a rose garden, cowering in the corner and swallowing its anger.

Ding Junpei looked enviously at the energetic elite disciples on the left, didn't dare to look more, and turned his gaze to the right.

Suddenly, as if he had discovered some novel continent, his eyes widened. touched Fu Ping beside him with his elbow, leaned over and muttered a few words, and the two of them sneered together.

Luo Shang timidly walked around the back of the miscellaneous disciples and found the location of the Swallow Tower. The junior sisters, who didn't dare to get close to each other and gathered together, were alone at the tail end of the team.

There seemed to be something funny discussing in front of him, and Fu Ping's sharp voice suddenly rose, causing everyone's eyes to look sideways.

"What sister and brother, I don't know what I'm doing behind my back!"

Ding Junpei pursed his lips and pretended to be comforted.

"Shh......h Senior Sister Fu, be quiet. We can't afford to lose this person......"

She spoke quietly, but her voice was louder than anyone else's.

"Hmph, they did it, but I can't say it?"

"Ah, Senior Sister Fu, you have to understand this more. The South China Sea is like spring all year round, the birds are singing and the flowers are fragrant, and even the wild cats howl all night long. The boss is not small, where can he get it? Besides, if you are about to leave the island, where will you put your mind on cultivation and teaching affairs, and just hope to climb the high branches......

"Hee-hee...... I'm wondering, what's so nice to see on the beach, go to the warehouse to check the people who still bring the swallow building? It turned out to be a wave, a big wave, wave after wave. He didn't even know how to clean up the grass roots on his body, the leaves on his hair, or the sand on his clothes, and he couldn't tell how many rolls he had on the ground......"

"Alas, a toad that doesn't want to eat swan meat is not a good toad, no way. She doesn't look in the mirror either, she's old and ugly......"

The two sang and harmonized, yin and yang weird, pointing to Sang and scolding Huai.

More than a dozen women on the side laughed, glancing backwards and pointing, intentionally or unintentionally.

Luo Sheng bit her lip, and her face instantly lost its blood.

But people didn't name names, and if they went to theorize, they might be robbed, and they would make the same family laugh.

In addition, she is a submissive character, even if she is so angry that she trembles and tears almost flow out, she can only lower her head and silently arrange her clothes.

The handyman who was close to him heard the Yanzilou babbling, and swept his eyes under the pretense of looking. He looked strange, but he didn't dare to talk about it. Whether it is Ding Junpei or Luo Shang, they can't afford to provoke the most humble status.

At the forefront of the elite disciples, the little boy Nanxing hung his head and didn't understand the mystery of the words at all.

A young man who had befriended Yunfei took two steps angrily and was about to reprimand. But he was pulled back by the old senior brother and shook his head slightly.

Not to mention that Ding Junpei's aunt is Mrs. Yaohuan, once a woman gossips, she is like a pond duck in a meeting, and she can't be theoretical. It will muddy the water more and more, and everyone will look sideways.

A group of people turned out of the mountain pass again, and Ding Peijun and Fu Ping quickly silenced themselves and stood upright.

The Great Elder of the Nanhai Sect, Nan Wang, stopped at the mountain pass, glanced at the black and oppressive disciples in the square, and led the four elders of Han Xuozi, Hug Missing Zi, Yaohuan, and Yaohua with expressionless faces, all of whom were monks in the realm of gods.

The eight elders came to the fifth, Liuyunzi and Chifengzi guarded Ji State, Nanyue, Lao State, and Luzon all the year round, and Yuyangzi went out and did not return.

Yun Fei respectfully followed, deliberately dragging two positions behind.

Ding Junpei saw Yun Fei, and his heart slammed suddenly, wondering how he could walk with the elders.

Yun Fei was preoccupied, and turned to the front of the elite disciples to stand.

Seeing Luo Shang hanging alone at the back of the Swallow Tower, a trace of discomfort passed through his heart. knew that the junior sisters excluded her, and warned Ding Junpei for this, but they couldn't change the situation.

Distractions are fleeting, and they are no longer considered. Because, what is about to happen is too significant.

Looking south, he has three long beards, his appearance is elegant, and he is the only one of the eight elders who lives in the Fire Dwelling Dao. Before the retreat, Miao Luo Zhenren appointed him to be in charge of the whole sect, and it is no surprise that he will become the next head.

Nanxing's assassination shocked the cultivation world. Compared with today's events, it is not worth mentioning.

Even in history, even the goddess of Chushan resisted the thunder, the Sun City fought a decisive battle, and the holy queen of the demon clan burned the city, which cannot be compared with the "true immortal descending to earth".

He stood quietly at the forefront, no more than five steps from the sea. Respectfully bent his back slightly, his hands folded on his lower abdomen to knot yin and yang handprints, and waited with a complicated mood.