The mountain behind Jiulong Mountain is cold at a high place.

Although there is sunshine, but the wind is gusting and the air is cold, ordinary people have to wear at least a thick cotton jacket or down jacket here.

However, no one who can come here will care about such a cold, even a new immortal cultivator at the level of condensation.

On the huge platform, there are several antique halls, brick bungalows and small buildings, close to the side of the mountain, there seems to be a cave.

Several styles of architecture are harmoniously integrated, which seems to reveal the attitude of the Immortal Cultivators Association towards the ancient and the modern.

A faint cloud floats around the perimeter of the platform, giving it a hazy aesthetic.

......

Xu Fan looked at it, and there were about a dozen people who appeared on the platform.

Dressing styles are very different.

Some are dressed in straight suits, some are wearing casual clothes, and some are dressed in robes like Feng Zhenren, or like Li Xiaoyuan, who is in tatters and does not pay attention to their own image.

However, it is not surprising that everyone looks full of energy, with bright eyes and a spirit that ordinary people do not have.

Just when Xu Fan and the others looked at the other immortal cultivators, those immortal cultivators looked at them, and under one gaze, Xu Fan only felt that there was suddenly a little more inexplicable pressure on his body, and the three roommates around him were even worse, all of them were red in the face, and sweat was dripping on their foreheads.

Realm coercion?

Xu Fan thought about it, among immortal cultivators, if the high realm is not deliberately controlled, it will produce a certain amount of coercion on the low realm, and the bigger the gap, the greater the coercion.

The coercion of so many people has gathered on them, and it is naturally unbearable.

"Haha, everyone, you're friendly. As Li Xiaoyuan's voice sounded, the pressure on the four of them suddenly relaxed.

"Senior Li is good. ”

"Li Daoyou, don't come unharmed?"

Several of the immortal cultivators responded with smiles.

Subsequently, Xu Fan and the four of them followed Li Xiaoyuan over, and several immortal cultivators nodded to them kindly, while most of them looked indifferent and did not want to communicate more.

"There is tea in the house, and a few Taoist friends can sit inside. Someone came up to receive them, and led them to a large room on the side, which had small round tables arranged in front and back, and at the front was a small table, somewhat similar to the furnishings of a teahouse.

After entering the house, I found that there were already many immortal cultivators sitting in the room, talking to each other.

Li Xiaoyuan put aside their seats in the front row, and Xu Fan and the four of them found a relatively backward seat to sit down.

As a newcomer, you can't be too aggressive.

On the table, except for tea, there are no mundane things like melon seeds and fruits prepared by ordinary people when they get together.

It's this tea, Xu Fan felt refreshed after taking a sip, obviously not ordinary tea, guessing that it might be the spiritual tea sold on the Taoxian Bao APP.

After the initial restraint, the four of them gradually relaxed a little, but they didn't dare to talk casually, lest they be slightly careless about saying something wrong and being heard by others.

Time passes little by little, and people come from time to time.

Xu Fan noticed that the number of real people in the foundation building period like Li Xiaoyuan was actually not much, only a few, and the vast majority of immortal cultivators were in the Qi Condensation Period, and most of them were in the middle and late stages of Qi Condensation. In this way, with his cultivation in the late stage of condensation, he can still squeeze into the middle position.

In addition, there are many more male immortal cultivators than women.

"I wonder if the butterfly is here?"

Xu Fan secretly thought that this gathering was nominally to celebrate Caidie's promotion to Zhenjun, and Caidie must be present.

"Brother Fan, look over there. At this time, Xi Jie suddenly whispered in Xu Fan's ear.

Xu Fan turned his head to look, and at the door, Ai Hong, who was dressed in red, arrived.

"She dares to come here too?" Li Yunlong snorted coldly, he was not Ai Hong's opponent before, and now he has also broken through to the realm of condensation, who may be more powerful.

Ai Hong also found Xu Fan and the others, their eyes were cold, they didn't communicate, and walked to a farther position and sat down.

The time gradually came to noon.

The number of immortal cultivators in the house has exceeded forty, and everyone is calm, not impatient or impatient.

At this moment, a sword groan suddenly sounded, attracting everyone's attention.

On the small platform in front, Song Zhenren, who was dressed in a silver-gray suit, stood there at some point, and beside him, a silver sword light was suspended in the air.

"Everyone, I am Songhe, and I am the person in charge of the Nanjiang Branch of the Immortal Cultivators Association this quarter, I believe that everyone basically knows me, so I don't need to introduce me too much. The spiritual tea prepared for everyone on the table is raised by the president of our branch himself, which has a miraculous effect on nourishing the mind, so you may wish to drink a few more cups. ”

Matsuru Zhenren, who has always had a straight face, had a little more awkward smile on his face.

For a while, the sound of gurgling water sounded again and again, and Li Yunlong poured three cups in one go before stopping.

Wen Ziyang and Xi Jie also drank two glasses each.

Standing on the stage, Songhe Zhenren continued: "Every year, the association organizes a gathering, the purpose of which is to let Taoist friends understand each other more and come and go often, so that everyone's path to cultivating immortals can be smoother. And this time, there are three things to organize everyone to come to the party. ”

"Three?"

"Isn't it just for the Butterfly Fairy to celebrate her promotion to the True Monarch?"

Many people looked at each other.

Only a few real people sitting at the front had calm faces, obviously already knowing the inside story.

"Could it be related to Old Demon Yin?" Xu Fan subconsciously looked at Ai Hong, who frowned and had a worried look on his face.

"Senior Song, what are the three things?"

An immortal cultivator shouted.

"Everyone, don't be impatient, things come one by one.

First of all, the first thing is to celebrate the successful promotion of the Butterfly Fairy to the true monarch and become the third true monarch of our Nanjiang branch. ”

Songhe Zhenren took the lead in applauding.

"Who are the other two True Monarchs?" asked someone at the next table.

"You don't know this, one is the president of our branch, and the other is the first person to speak in the group every time. Someone replied.

"Huh, where are they?"

"It doesn't seem to have come, the president doesn't know, Cangwu Dao Chang has already closed the dead pass, and the person who chatted with us is said to be a distraction from him. ”

"I see. ”

All the immortal cultivators applauded one after another, the applause was thunderous, not a metaphor, but really extremely loud, especially a few of the young male immortal cultivators stood up and applauded enthusiastically, the mana between their hands fluctuated wave after wave, and the whole house trembled.

The voice was so loud that many immortal cultivators in the early stage of condensation turned pale, including Wen Ziyang, Li Yunlong, Ai Hong and others.

Suddenly, there was silence in the room.

A butterfly with white light flew lightly to the stage, in the soft light, a shadow walked out of thin air, at this moment she did not cast a blind little spell, but her body, her skin, as if still glowing, so pure, so moving.

"Thank you. She lifted her lips lightly, and an ethereal voice reached everyone's ears.