The arrival of Yin Gewei, a Jindan master, in the main hall was boiling for a while, but soon under the scolding of a group of Lingbao sect monks, it quickly returned to quiet.

These ordinary people who did not have the slightest fluctuation of spiritual power in their bodies, although they were no longer noisy, their eyes did not leave Ge Wei, the legendary Jindan master, for a moment. Dead Jindan, they have heard a lot. But the living Jindan, this is the first time they have seen each other.

There are even many people who are well-dressed and dressed as successful people who try to come up and make friends with Ge Wei. was severely reprimanded by the disciples of the Lingbao Sect. Many Lingbao Sect disciples didn't want to see these mortals, and if it weren't for the fact that these peripheral people could offer a large amount of refining materials to their Lingbao Sect every year, many Lingbao Sect disciples wouldn't have allowed them to appear here.

"Let the seniors laugh. Senior, please take a seat!" Qi Jun said respectfully, and naturally arranged a seat for Ge Wei.

This seat is the front and best row in the main hall. It is usually reserved for the disciples of the few major sects who have cultivated to the highest and most prestigious level. But today, there are Jindan seniors coming, and these seats can only be qualified by Jindan. Those disciples who usually sit here can only sit in the back row today.

After Deng Chao and Zhao Jingyi retreated, they sat in the third row. As Kongtong disciples, the two of them have relatively high status among the disciples of various sects.

Not long after Ge Wei sat down, there were naturally disciples of the Lingbao Sect as the host, shuttling non-stop, eagerly sending spiritual tea and spiritual fruits to Ge Wei. Although these tea fruits are of average quality, at least they show that the Lingbao Party attaches enough importance to a Jindan master.

"The big disciple of the Wudang faction, Mu Yang is here-"

Ge Wei picked up the teacup, and was about to taste what this spiritual tea tasted like, and there was a full roll call from the disciples of the Lingbao Sect. It seems that a high-status figure has come.

Putting down the teacup, Ge Wei couldn't help but look back curiously. I saw that surrounded by more than a dozen people, a man in ancient costume dressed in white Shengxue, shaking a folding fan, walked in with square steps, and looked extremely arrogant.

"Look, it's the big disciple of the Wudang Sect, Zhu Muyang! It is said that he is the first person below Jindan in today's Huaxia cultivation realm!"

"Wow, Senior Brother Muyang is so handsome, that fan is so stylish!"

"You may not know that Senior Brother Muyang is the successor of the next head of the Wudang faction, and the current head of the Wudang faction has already made an edict, and the resignation ceremony of the head and succession ceremony will be held soon. At that time, you can't call Senior Brother Muyang, but you should be called Muyangzi Zhenren. ”

Not far away, several Lingbao Sect reception disciples were talking in whispers. Ge Wei has good hearing, so he naturally listens to all their words in his ears.

From their words, Ge Wei knew that this person who looked like the son in the costume drama had to build a foundation and was a peak monk, and he should be the next head of Wudang. Ge Wei was a little funny, such an ordinary foundation building peak monk, Qingyangmen grabbed a lot of them. On the earth, he is almost the head of the first major faction. It's really incomparable!

"What's going on? What do you Lingbao Sect mean?"

Ge Wei was thinking about it, when he saw the white-clothed Shengxue's Jiu Muyang coming near him, and questioned in a very unkind tone. A violent fluctuation of true qi erupted from Zhu Mu Yang's body without warning, almost knocking the Lingbao Sect disciple who led the way to Ji Mu Yang to the ground.

"I'm a peak foundation building monk, why do you want to sit with these guys in the middle stage of foundation building? Are you all blind, where did I sit in the past, don't you know?"

Ji Muyang pointed to several disciples of other sects in the second row of the main hall and said sharply. Those disciples didn't provoke him either, but because Ji Muyang himself was asked to sit in the second row with them, he was unceremoniously angered by Ji Muyang. Those disciples are all in the middle stage of foundation building, some are from the Emei faction, and there are also people from the Shaoyang faction. They can sit in the second row, which means that they are also very status.

After listening to Ji Muyang's words, these monks' faces were slightly angry, and one of them wanted to stand up and confront Ji Muyang, but was hurriedly stopped by the others. Mu Yang's temper is well-known in the cultivation world, but his cultivation is very high, and he can be called the first person below Jindan. The cultivation of these disciples of the Emei faction and the Shaoyang faction is one realm lower than that of Zhu Muyang, they can't be beaten, they are innocent, they don't want to provoke Zhu Muyang. It's a big deal, and it's over.

"Hmph, don't give me another seat!" The performance of several mid-foundation building monks made the corners of Mu Yang's mouth show a hint of a smile, and he shook the folding fan proudly. He scolded the Lingbao Sect disciple in a commanding tone.

That disciple was only cultivating in the Qi refining period, and under the momentum of the peak of Mu Yang's foundation building, he couldn't stand steadily, his face showed deep helplessness, and he said with a smile: "Senior Brother Zhu, it's not that I don't want to change it for you, it's really the master's order, this year's auction, there is a distinguished guest." At present, the distinguished guest has no choice but to let Senior Brother Jiu be aggrieved, and please sit in the second row. ”

"Bastard, distinguished guest, what do you Lingbao Sect mean, are you saying that our senior brother is not a distinguished guest?" Before Jiu Muyang could speak, a Wudang Sect disciple behind him stood up and shouted loudly.

"Hmph, guest. Ji Muyang sneered. He had already seen Ge Wei. After all, the distance between the two is only a few meters. Zhu Muyang's statement just now wanted to give a signal to Ge Wei, who was sitting in the first row, and wanted Ge Wei to realize that he was coming to investigate Muyang, so he quickly got out of the way of him.

But after waiting for a long time, Ji Muyang didn't see any movement from Ge Wei, so he was drinking tea by himself. Even when I first glanced back at him, I didn't pay attention to him. Ji Muyang was angry, and he had a feeling of being ignored. This feeling made him very unhappy.

With Ge Wei's vision, how could he pay more attention to a mere foundation building monk now. Looking back, I looked at what it looked like, and I was simply not interested, and I was not a beauty, so I might as well taste the spiritual tea.

Ge Wei was drinking tea, and secretly said that the taste of spiritual tea was indeed good, and it added a more refined taste than the best Da Hong Pao. Suddenly, his mind moved, and he felt a pinprick gaze fall on his back. With the sound of footsteps, a pressure that was obviously deliberately released pressed towards him.

Ge Wei was slightly stunned, but immediately understood, and couldn't help but laugh dumbly and shook his head. In this pressure deliberately aimed at him, Ge Wei judged that Mu Yang's cultivation was not bad, and his foundation was very solid, but his realm was too far behind him. Let Ge Wei have the illusion of being barked at behind a small pet dog.

And this puppy, apparently, has not yet realized that what he is barking at is actually the back of a tiger.

"Boy, stand up!" said in a cold voice.