The strong man guarding the door was startled and hurriedly said, "Flying beasts are not allowed in the sect!" ”

Yun Ziang released his coercion and suppressed the group of Qingtian Sect disciples who wanted to block, and said in a loud voice: "According to the ancient rules, foreign beasts can ride to the living room, Qingtian Sect won't even understand this rule, right?" ”

With that, as soon as he clamped the belly of the alien beast, the alien beast sped up and galloped into the distance.

The disciples were so pressed that they couldn't say a word, they couldn't even move, and their hearts were terrified.

What is the cultivation of this Yun family master? How can so many people be suppressed?

In this way, a group of multi-tailed beasts came towards the waiting room.

Someone in the living room exclaimed, "Look, there are so many strange beasts!" Was it an enemy attack? ”

Everyone was shocked, and hurriedly took a look, and sure enough, they saw a lot of tailed beasts flying in, and there were people on the backs of the multi-tailed beasts.

"It's not an enemy attack, it's someone flying on a strange beast." Someone said, "There are so many strange beasts, who has such a big hand?" ”

Those strange beasts gradually flew closer, and everyone in the Yun family jumped down from the back of the beasts, and He Luoyuan hurriedly met them: "Everyone, ......"

Before he finished speaking, Yun Ziang handed him the reins of his mount and said, "I'm tired." ”

He Luoyuan held the reins of the horse, his face full of confusion.

Yun Yue came over and said: "What's the matter, these multi-tailed beasts only eat spirit stones, and the other few can be fed with low-level spirit stones, and the head of the family, please be sure to feed the middle-grade spirit stones." ”

He Luoyuan's face suddenly darkened.

The ancestor of the Qingtian Sect has just returned, although he has brought a lot of resources back, but now that he wants to develop the sect, he needs money everywhere, and he really can't take out so many spirit stones to feed the beasts.

Seeing this, Yun Yue said in surprise, "Do you have any difficulties in your sect?" If so, just speak up and we'll help you out. ”

He Luoyuan suddenly had a toothache, according to the rules, the host family had the responsibility to help the guests take care of the mounts, but modern warlocks had almost no mounts, so they were completely unprepared.

But if there are not so many spirit stones to feed the mounts, He Luoyuan can't say anything.

Their Qingtian Sect has been reduced to a mount that can't afford to feed the guests? Spreading it will damage the prestige of the sect, and it will also be very detrimental to this argument.

Therefore, he could only grit his teeth and admit it.

He smiled and said, "There is no difficulty, I will ask someone to take care of it." ”

His smile was a little reluctant, Yun Yue was disdainful in his heart, this little spirit stone was painful, he was really a poor ghost.

It's all poor like this, and you still want to re-divide Huaxia, and your brain is in water, right?

But with a smile on her face, she said, "Then it's tiring." ”

Yun Ziang walked into the living room, everyone saw him, they all got up to salute, Yun Ziang walked straight to Ning Ruoyu's side, sat with her, the two talked and laughed, everyone saw this situation, there were still people who were suspicious before, thinking that Ning Ruoyu's cultivation was only in the human realm, and I was afraid that he would not be able to fight with those ancient warlocks.

Now that Yun Ziang is also standing with her, he is no longer worried in his heart.

Soon, a bell rang in the distance, and He Luo said from afar: "Everyone, the Dao Conference is about to begin, please come with me." ”

The crowd followed him over another hill and finally came to a very spacious square.

Many futons were placed around the square, and ten yellow cloth futons were placed on the upper position, and these ten futons were specially prepared for the land gods.

Everyone landed on the edge of the square, and a group of Qingtian Sect disciples wearing Taoist robes led everyone to their seats.

Ning Ruoyu's position was in the middle of the Venerable Realm, and Yun Ziang's position was still behind her.

Yun Ziang looked at his position, the corners of his mouth slightly hooked, revealing a cold smile.

Although his strength has not fully recovered, it has reached the level of a land immortal, while those ancient warlocks look down on people.

Ning Ruoyu glanced at Yun Ziang's face, and silently lit a wax for those ancient warlocks in her heart.

Whoever you provoke is not good, provoke Yun Ziang, he can trap you as well as death.

Everyone was seated, and a disciple with a handsome face and a white robe walked out and said in a loud voice, "Please all Immortal Venerables!" ”

Ning Ruoyu almost choked to death with her own saliva.

Immortal Venerable ......

When they were cultivating in the True Continent, they only dared to call themselves emperors, not immortals.

They call themselves immortals?

Do you really think you're a god?

At this moment, a few rays of light flew out from the mountain peaks behind, like a few rays of sunset, falling in front of the yellow cloth futons.

Ning Ruoyu looked at it, there were a total of nine people here, all of whom were ancient warlocks, six men and three women.

Ning Ruoyu turned his head sideways and asked a master of the Venerable Realm sitting beside him, that master was the ancestor of the Northwest Cheng family: "Cheng senior, do you know these people?" ”

The ancestor of the family is very old, it is said that he is already hundreds of years old, but he is not an ancient warlock who woke up from sleep, but he has been in retreat for many years, and he has not entered the world for a long time, and has been forgotten.

There were very few masters of the Venerable Realm in Huaxia before, so most of the people sitting around Ning Ruoyu were ancient warlocks, and those ancient warlocks didn't think very highly of them, modern warlocks, even if she asked, they wouldn't pay attention.

The ancestor of the family is highly respected and treats people very kindly, and said: "The one sitting in the middle is the ancestor of the Qingtian Sect, he is also the founder of the Qingtian Sect, and he is called the Qingtian Daoist. ”

Ning Ruoyu nodded, and the ancestor of the Cheng family looked at the other people again, and said, "I don't know the other people, they should be the ancestors of the Chu family, the Wan family, the Bai family, the Huang family, the Longhu Mountain, the True Cloud Sect, the Yuan Xiang Sect and the Dingluo Sect. ”

Ning Ruoyu glanced at the ancestor of the Wan family.

The ancestor of the Wan family is worthy of being a person who entered the Tao with martial arts, with a burly figure, two meters in size, wearing a long black leather coat, and his hair is shaved into inches, looking majestic and full of momentum.

As if sensing that Ning Ruoyu was looking at him, he glanced sideways at Ning Ruoyu, his eyes full of contempt.

In his eyes, Ning Ruoyu was just an ant.

Ning Ruoyu squinted her eyes, so arrogant.

Ten futons, but there are only nine land immortals, Ning Ruoyu asked, "Who is the remaining futon for?" ”

The ancestor of the family said: "Naturally, it is prepared for the Zhaotian God of War. ”

He paused, frowned, and said, "I don't know if the Zhaotian God of War will come today, if he doesn't come, I'm afraid that today's discussion will be a little troublesome." ”

Ning Ruoyu looked at the empty bunk group, no, he will definitely come.

After the nine land immortals were also seated, the Qingtian Sect Ancestor Qingtian Daoist said, "What time is it?" ”

"If you go back to the ancestor, it's past ten o'clock in the evening." The young man in the white robe said.

In the Qingtian Sect, the outer disciples are all green robes, and the inner disciples are all white robes.

Qingtian Daoist bowed his head and said: "The time has come, since the Zhaotian God of War has not come, it must not come." ”

Someone said loudly: "I really didn't expect Zhaotian God of War to be so famous, in fact, it is useless, and I don't even have this bit of courage." ”

Naturally, he was an archaicist.

An ancient warlock from the Venerable Realm sitting on the other side of Ning Ruoyu laughed and said, "There is no tiger and monkey in the mountains to be called the king, and there are not a few immortal venerables before, so he Zhaotian can naturally be called the name of 'God of War'." And now that several immortals have returned, it's better not to say the word god of war. ”

"Yes, no one knows what kind of realm his cultivation is, and it is inappropriate to set his seat next to several immortal venerables."

The ancient warlocks dissed Yang Zenan with gossips, and Ning Ruoyu was very unhappy when he heard it.

Yang Zenan is also her friend, no matter how bad he is, he is an acquaintance, they talk about him like this, and they don't give her face.

She Ning Ruoyu has no advantages, that is, she protects her short.

Before she could speak, she heard the Qingtian Daoist say, "Everyone, let's get to the point." ”

As soon as the words fell, an old man from the Taishang True Realm spoke: "In the thousand years since we were away, Chinese morality has been degraded, there is no dignity and humility at all, and the world has no understanding of etiquette. In the past, it was the exhaustion of the aura, and there was no way, but now that the aura has recovered and we are back, we naturally have to follow the rules of the year. ”

"That's true." A female sorceress who was young in appearance but was actually more than a thousand years old spoke, "The reason why Huaxia is so troubled internally and externally like today is precisely because of the lack of distinction between dignity and inferiority. If the weak do not obey and respect the strong, then why should the strong protect the weak? ”