Chapter 257: On the Skill Stage
"What the Green Pavilion Lord said is very right, you really have to keep an eye on it." Before Qingfeng's words were finished, he saw Zhou Su walking towards this side from a distance. Walking closer, Zhou Su pulled Xiang Lingdao up, "Ling'er, you are too kind, don't be deceived by some people's hypocrisy." ”
Zhou Su's words were straightforward, and although his eyes stayed on Xiang Ling's body, the meaning was obvious.
Everyone knew what Zhou Su meant, including the other pavilion masters who followed later.
The Black Pavilion Lord couldn't hold back at first, "Hall Master Zhou, as the hall master of the Phantom Spirit Hall, you can be responsible for your words!" ”
Zhou Su did not retreat or hide, and went head-on, "I, Zhou Su, act above board, and my words are absolutely well-founded!" ”
"You ---"
"Enough!"
The Black Pavilion Lord was about to argue, and Qingfeng roared behind him.
The Black Pavilion Lord was stunned for a moment, turned around, and saw Qingfeng walking to him with a cold face, his eyes didn't stay on him for a while before he walked past him, and faced Zhou Su directly, "I know that Hall Master Zhou is right and wrong, and I also know that Hall Master Zhou has long had a prejudice against me, today I, Qingfeng, don't argue for myself, and I don't want to conflict with you here because of some nonsensical things, I just want to say one thing, please think about it, what has happened to Emperor Aris these days, what is the cause of this, It's because of who made us go toe-to-toe with the Zhou Hall Master. ”
After saying this, Qingfeng walked straight away, and his afterglow only crossed Xiang Ling's body, so he no longer had any nostalgia.
Several pavilion masters saw Qingfeng leaving, and they also followed, Qingling wanted to leave, but his footsteps finally stayed in place.
On the sand, soon only Xiang Ling and the four of them were left, standing under the clear moonlight, leaving a clear cold shadow.
The sky soon became bright, and the people who stayed in Xuantian Peak all walked out one after another, and came to the skill platform that Yesheng had already explained to them.
The product technology platform is built on the mountainside of Xuantian Peak, it is a huge open space built on the edge of the cliff, and the whole product technology platform only has a high platform several feet high at the east side of the mountain, and the rest is empty.
The ten pavilion masters of the imperial capital and Xiang Ling Zhou Su and their group came to the product technology platform in twos and threes, standing on the mud ground below the product technology platform, two teams of people, I look at you, you look at me, although they don't have a good face in the face of each other, but at least there is still no physical conflict.
Xiang Ling's eyes, two dark circles surround him, like a cute national treasure panda, of course, Du Kang and they are not much better, everyone's spirit is not very high, and they are tired.
Several people were standing under the empty product stage, their eyes constantly searching.
"We, the guests, have all arrived, and Xuantian Peak hasn't even seen a single disciple! This shelf is too big! The Black Pavilion Lord turned around the skill table, and couldn't see any figures, so he couldn't help muttering.
Several other people didn't speak, but everyone's expressions were a little unnatural, indeed, in Xuantian Peak's territory, today's public trial meeting was also Xuantian Peak notified the time and place, but when the time came, several guests were there, and Xuantian Peak, as the host, didn't even see a figure, and there was indeed a number of rudenesses.
"The Black Pavilion Lord still doesn't put gold on his face, a few of us should not be considered guests!" Zhou Su saw that the Black Pavilion Lord was a little irritable over there, and interjected for fear that the world would not be chaotic.
Sure enough, this sentence aroused the disgust of several people, and the Wu Pavilion Lord grabbed the Black Pavilion Master who was about to reason with Zhou Su, and arched his hand at Zhou Su, "What does Zhou Hall Master mean by this!" ”
Zhou Su smiled disdainfully, "Although the words are not good, they are facts, a few of us, and we were not invited by others, when Ye Lanfeng brought us up with a nest, did you consult us?" Besides, what about the public trial meeting today is actually just Ye Lanfeng handling housework and letting us forcibly watch the ceremony! ”
Zhou Su's words made everyone present stunned for a moment, Xiang Ling and the others had heard the story Ye Sheng told and knew Ye Lanfeng's purpose today, so for Zhou Su's words, although they didn't feel it, they didn't seem to have a way to refute it, so they had to be silent.
And Qingfeng and the others didn't know the real purpose of today's public trial, so when they heard Zhou Su say that Ye Lanfeng was just dealing with housework, they all had some doubts in their hearts.
Coughing a few times, when Qingfeng wanted to step forward to ask, he was caught off guard and heard a long howl in mid-air.
"Peak Master to -------"
Several people raised their heads in unison and looked in the direction where the voice came from.
In mid-air, at this moment, the Dao Dao White Shadow was coming rapidly, and several disciples of Xuantian Peak, dressed in white clothes and stepping on divine beasts, were rushing up from the cliff on the edge of the skill platform.
In just a blink of an eye, there were four white-clothed disciples standing in the four directions of the Pinji platform, the four white-clothed disciples had handsome faces, each with their own style, but they were all expressionless, and the divine beasts around them were snuggling beside them, and in the golden light, each divine beast revealed a sacred and inviolable majesty.
The appearance of the immortal crane, the green dragon, the white tiger, the phoenix, and the four divine beasts all appeared together, which made the people on the product stage extremely stunned.
Emperor Aris has many spirit beasts, although they are all beasts, but spirit beasts and divine beasts are still incomparable, such as the generals on the battlefield, although they are all fighting, but between ordinary soldiers and strategizing generals, whether from the aura or conversation, they can be distinguished at a glance.
Seeing so many divine beasts haunting at the same time, several people present were embarrassed, and among them, Xiang Ling was the most surprised.
Although Xiang Ling has not written fantasy or fairy tale novels, she has watched a lot of TV series, seeing those cranes, phoenixes, and people in white clothes riding on them, Xiang Ling is often a nymphomaniac, and it is only on the TV screen, but now I see it with my own eyes, and the impact on her heart cannot be described in words.
Seeing Xiang Ling, whose saliva was about to drip down, Zhou Su smiled helplessly, and pulled her over, "Pay attention to the image, pay attention to the image!" ”
Xiang Ling was excited, subconsciously wiped his lips, wiped off the saliva that was about to flow from the corner of his mouth, and smiled awkwardly.
Du Kang was behind her, and when he saw Xiang Ling's expression, he couldn't help but smile.
Only Qing Ling, but his face was still expressionless, and his eyes were always looking at his father.
Qingfeng's face was also different from the other pavilion masters, his face was indifferent, his eyes were still looking at the direction of the cliff, as if he was looking for something.
"Peak Master, please!" The four white-clothed disciples who had just arrived at the Pinji Platform were all facing the east at this moment, kneeling down with a look of piety.
The people under the stage all looked at the high platform in the east, waiting for the arrival of Night Blue Feng.
On the high platform, a white light suddenly rose at this moment, and the white light flew into the air, suddenly changing its form, twisting and twisting into a white lotus.
The white lotus slowly rose until it reached a position more than a foot away from the high platform, and then the lotus flower closed its petals and stayed in mid-air and trembled slightly.
Could it be that this night the blue maple came out of the lotus? Xiang Ling looked at everything on the high platform and was a little stunned.
What is the situation, what to do with such a hypocrisy! Xiang Ling completely lost the excitement of the white-clothed disciples who appeared just now, and a burst of disdain rose in his heart.
The lotus flower closed its petals, and it never bloomed, and several people stretched their necks to look through it, but the petals of the lotus flower never tended to bloom.
"What the hell! Nervous chatter! Come out, come out, what a shelf! Xiang Ling looked at the white lotus flower in mid-air, and couldn't help but babble a few words.
"Did the girl say I was putting on a show?" Behind him, an unfamiliar voice suddenly came.
Xiang Ling was excited, quickly turned around, and saw a man in green clothes standing behind him.
No, it's not Tsing Yi, it's black.
No, no, no, it's still not right, it's white-----
What's going on, Xiang Ling looked at the man in a daze, and saw that the color of the clothes on the man's body was changing rapidly.
When Xiang Ling looked at the man blankly, the man had already happily walked onto the skill stage.
Several people's eyes have been following that person, and Xiang Ling is the same, she was stunned to watch the man walk from behind her to the skill stage in just a few seconds, the clothes on his body have changed seven or eight colors, and at one point, the man was still in a transparent state.
"Everyone, it's too late, Duoduo Haihan!"
The man walked up to the stage and bowed slightly to a few people in the audience.
The four white-clothed disciples turned sideways and bowed their heads slightly to the man, and several divine beasts also lowered their heads, very respectful.
It seems that this person is the peak master of Xuantian Peak, Ye Lanfeng.
Xiang Ling thought in his heart, and his eyes began to look at this person carefully.
This person is wearing yellow ,----, colorful clothes, about one meter and eight meters tall, black eyebrows and long hair, sharp edges and corners, is the kind of ancient style beautiful man's face, but his temperament is different from ordinary people, and the feeling exuded by the body makes people inevitably respect it.
Majestic, domineering, and looking lonely and cold, this is Xiang Ling's assessment of Ye Lanfeng in his heart.
Ye Lanfeng stood still, and after looking around, he turned around slightly, and his eyes were directed at the high platform behind him.
The lotus flower on the high platform slowly shook its petals, and the huge white petals slowly opened its body after a tremble.
White streamers spread out from the lotus flowers, and several people began to look at each other.
In the lotus, a figure slowly stood up, and before everyone could see the people inside, Ye Lanfeng had already raised his right hand high.
The figure rose from the lotus, and from the stamens of the lotus, countless soft hearts shot out, converging into a white network of light, enveloping the figure inside.