The small living room was filled with four tables of wine and food, and this formation was a bit big, and Yelong couldn't react for a while.

Seeing the night dragon coming, White Fang beckoned to him and said with a smile: "Xiaolong, Uncle Shi has invited the heads of all the sects and their proud disciples to the banquet, you don't have to pay attention to us old guys later." Get acquainted with their disciples, you are all the future of the factions, and it is necessary to maintain friendly relations. ”

Yelong didn't understand Uncle Shi's intentions, this was paving the way for him, Yelong bowed gratefully and said, "Thank you, Uncle Shi." ”

"Alas, Xiaolong, they are all modern people, and they don't want to be ancient. I really regret that I gave you to your master and watched him teach you. You should learn more from Xiaojing, how cunning and naughty you are, just a little witch. ”

"Master, what do you say?" Bai Jing was not happy when she heard this as soon as she entered the door, and she stared at her master with her hands on her waist. "What is a cunning little witch, I am called smart and clever, sleek, lively and cute, how can I become a little witch in your mouth."

Well, Bai Fang was stunned, and he actually forgot that the little wrongdoer was also following behind, and he couldn't help but have a big head for a while.

"You brothers and sisters should learn more from each other, I'll go see if those old guys are here." White Fang hurriedly turned around and slipped away, but he was depressed in his heart, which was all used to him.

"It's a senior sister and brother!" Bai Jing explained.

The night dragon was stunned on the side, how could this pair of masters and apprentices be so different. However, I was a little envious in my heart, the master rarely smiled in front of him, and he was more in awe and gratitude to the master.

Under the leadership of Bai Jing, the night dragon also followed to the door, ready to welcome the guests who were coming.

Not long after standing at the door, the first to come were the owner of the Black Tiger Feng Shui Gate and his daughter.

"Senior brother, this is Master Meng's proud disciple - Night Dragon?" A tall middle-aged man pointed at the night dragon and asked White Fang.

"Exactly, Xiaolong, this is the master of the Yan Tianhu Gate of the Black Tiger Feng Shui Gate, and the one next to him is his daughter Yan Yu." White Fang smiled and introduced the night dragon

"Senior nephew Yelong has seen Master Yan and Senior Sister Yan." The night dragon habitually bowed and saluted.

"Don't be polite, you still call me uncle, of course I don't have a problem with calling Uncle Yan, as for the master." Yan Tianhu held the night dragon and quipped.

He carefully looked the night dragon up and down, and said secretly, this kid is not simple, his cultivation is even more strong and restrained, although his face is peaceful, but it naturally exudes a faint majesty, but it makes people naturally feel intimate, and it is not a thing in the pool at first glance.

The more he looked at the night dragon, the more pleasing it became, and there was a trace of inexplicable emotion flashing in his eyes. I don't know what he was thinking, but he just glanced at his daughter and walked in.

All this did not escape the eyes of White Fang, how could he not know his little thoughts, but they did not break it. Not only did it not break, but there was a trace of expectation in the depths of his eyes.

The innocent night dragon didn't know the thoughts of the two, and he was greeting Yan Yu at the moment.

Yelong and White Fang continued to wait, while Bai Jing whispered with Yan Yu, occasionally bursting into a coquettish laugh.

Not long after, a few people came in the distance. White Fang immediately introduced the night dragon, and it was more than five masters of the Buddhist sect who came.

Buddhism has five major schools on this island, namely the Xuan Buddha Gate, the Dharma Buddha Gate, the Good Buddha Gate, the Buddha Gate, and the Ancestral Buddha Gate, and the five Buddhas are headed by the Ancestral Buddha.

After chatting with each other, everyone went to the living room.

Later, the Broken Door and the Constructive Gate in the Surgical Gate also came back and forth, and the Broken Surgical Gate had an indecent but real nickname - the Thief Door. Breaking doors and building doors are opposites, each side excludes each other, and only one of the five major sects has infighting.

This is followed by the Fortune Teller, the only one of the five schools that has only one faction - the Divine Fortune Teller (i.e., the fortune teller).

The last to come is the four gates of heaven, earth, Xuan, and Huang in the Daomen.

After a total of 14 large and small sects were seated, the feast began.

The major masters are divided into two tables, and the other two tables belong to their elite disciples.

Yelong was forcibly pulled down by White Fang's table, and everyone was not dissatisfied with this, but took the initiative to nod and smile.

Everyone's enthusiasm made Yelong a little overwhelmed, and the disciples of the other sects were also confused. It was strange that Night Dragon could sit there as a junior, and the overzealous enthusiasm of the heads of the various factions was even more incredible.

"Xiao Jing, who is that night dragon, and the masters of each faction actually took the initiative to show goodwill?" One of the outstanding disciples of the Zodiac Gate asked Bai Jing curiously.

Most of the others were looking at Bai Jing, and they were all curious.

"He's just a closed disciple of my Uncle Meng, what's all the fuss." Bai Jing replied casually

"Who are you, Uncle Meng?" One of them asked curiously.

Another disciple of the Xuandao Sect was also dissatisfied: "How can some cats and dogs have such a big face? ”

The disciples of the Daomen said every word, and they made big remarks without any scruples. Bai Jing turned a blind eye, and the corners of her mouth lifted a hint of mockery.

At this time, Fu Bo, a disciple of the Ancestral Buddha Sect, said in a low voice: "Xiao Jing, the Master Meng you are talking about is Master Meng Changsheng?" ”

"Senior Brother Fu is really powerful, and Yelong is his disciple." Bai Jing glanced at Fu Bo differently, obviously not expecting that anyone here would know about his uncle.

"Oh, it did!" Fu Bo didn't say anything more when he got the answer, and ate silently.

"Who is Meng Changsheng? I haven't heard of it. ”

"Is he famous?"

"Of course famous. Back then, Master Meng traveled to Emei and met a person by chance, and the two talked about the past and the present, and talked about each other. When he finally parted, Master Meng knew that this person was not an ordinary person, and he had the appearance of an emperor. It's a pity that there is a slight flaw in his life, so he gave him the words "victory does not leave the river, defeat does not leave the bay" and left. It was Feng Mudao who broke the Sect that spoke.

But this person didn't think so at the time, and later woke up after losing the world, and could only use the rest of his life to implement the advice of 'defeat will not leave the bay'. I think everyone should know this allusion, right? Feng Mudao explained with a smile.

"It turns out that Master Meng is the master of the Night Dragon? No wonder, I have also heard a lot about Master Meng's deeds, but I don't know that Master Meng's real name is Meng Changsheng. ”

"Speaking of Feng Mudao, you know so well that you don't want to rob Master Meng's tomb, right?" One of the Daomen teased.

"Ahem, how are you talking, Master Meng is still alive, where can I rob his tomb?" Feng Mudao retorted with a dark face.

"Cut, who doesn't know your nature, you dare to say that if Master Meng goes to immortal, you will have no idea about his tomb. Everyone knows your nickname for the grave mouse. "How could the disciples of the Sect of Creation let go of this opportunity to attack Feng Mudao, after all, the contradictions between the two sects have existed for a long time, and they have long regarded each other as a thorn in the side and a thorn in the flesh.

Everyone didn't speak, obviously the door was the truth, and the reputation of the door was really bad, and it was called a thief by industry insiders.