"Brother Jiang, you also know the temperament of the old man, and he will not participate in the competition. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. ｂｉｑUｇE。 info" Bai Ze stroked his goatee and laughed out loud.

"Brother Bai, it's still too late for you to make a decision now, you must know that the current situation is six against five, as long as you join in, we will win. At that time, the foundation of your Dongyang Peak will definitely be stronger than it is now. Jiang Song looked at Bai Ze with a smile.

"If you bother, my position will not change. Bai Ze opened his mouth without being salty.

As soon as the words fell, he ignored Jiang Song and led the team behind him towards the mountain gate.

"What an old stubborn!"

Looking at Bai Ze's back, Jiang Song snorted coldly, with cold anger in his eyes.

The disciples listened to the conversation between Bai Ze and Jiang Song, except for a very few who had a bottom in their hearts, the rest of them were confused or puzzled on their faces.

As for Xiao Feng, he looked completely careless, and through the previous conversation, he already knew that Jiang Song was standing on the opposite side of Leng Danyan.

However, the other party's strength is too weak, and he can't get into his eyes at all.

Entering the mountain gate, Bai Ze and his party circled up the stairs.

Halfway up the mountain, a large, empty plaza appeared in their realization.

In the center of the square, there is a huge round platform, which is engraved with runes and emits a strange light.

"Is this the Hall of Phantom Clouds?"

In the team, Yue Xin squirmed her throat, her voice was soft but with great shock.

As far as the eye can see, at the back of the square, there is a huge building that is towering and covers a wide area, and the four golden characters of the Phantom Cloud Hall are extremely dazzling.

The golden roof and red door of the main hall reflect the antique style, giving people a sense of solemnity.

The golden glazed tiles covered around the main hall shine dazzlingly in the sun, and the red giant pillars are arranged in an orderly manner, and each pillar is engraved with a swirling and coiling, lifelike golden dragon, which is particularly magnificent.

I don't know if it was intentionally designed, but the spacious main entrance of the Phantom Cloud Hall happened to be facing the round platform in the center of the square.

"Dongyang Peak, the Lord of Baifeng has arrived!"

With a loud shout, a streamer of light swept through the hall, and a young man landed in front of Bai Ze.

Looking at the familiar figure in front of Bai Ze, the corners of Xiao Feng's mouth rose slightly, Song Qunping, one of the seven people he taught.

Song Qunping also seemed to have noticed Xiao Feng, and after saying hello to Bai Ze, he quickly bowed in the direction where he was, with a respectful look in his eyes.

"White Peak Lord, our Peak Lord is already waiting for you inside!"

Song Qunping bent over and made a gesture of invitation to Bai Ze, then stood sideways.

"Brother Xiao, this senior brother of Phantom Cloud Peak seems to know you! his eyes seem to be greeting you just now!"

Xia Ni tugged at the corner of Xiao Feng's clothes, a trace of suspicion swept between his eyebrows, and he said what he thought in his heart.

Xiao Feng chuckled and patted Xia Ni's shoulder blade: "You must have seen it wrong!"

Half an hour later, Bai Ze and his party passed through the wide square and came to the door of the main hall.

The Phantom Cloud Hall is very large, and the decoration inside is extremely luxurious.

Looking inward, the first thing that catches your eye is a long red carpet, and at the end of the red carpet is a golden chair delicately engraved with a dragon and phoenix pattern, which obviously represents the main position.

On both sides of the main seat, there are six bright red soft chairs, which are of extraordinary texture.

Behind each soft chair, there is enough space, and some benches are placed separately, but they are not as delicate as soft chairs.

Xiao Feng glanced at the layout and knew it in his heart

The Imperial Spirit Sect Meeting, the twelve peaks are held in turn, that is, the last time in the twelfth year, and this year's place is located in the Phantom Cloud Peak.

The annual sect leader is naturally seated by the sect master of the Imperial Spirit Sect, but this year is different, the sect master is undecided, and there will naturally be no one on the main seat.

As for the red chairs on both sides of the main seat, there was nothing in previous years, and the masters of each peak could sit at will, and there was nothing to pay attention to.

But this year is different, it's about positioning.

At this moment, on the first red chair on the right side of the main seat, there was a shadow sitting upright, which was Leng Danyan, the peak master of Phantom Cloud Peak.

"Lord Baifeng, I didn't expect you to come so early, please take a seat. ”

Leng Danyan got up from his seat, a smile on his flawless face.

"Lord Leng Feng, choosing a position is a science! The old man is sitting here. ”

After Bai Ze hugged his fist towards Leng Danyan, he pointed to the last position on the right side.

Leng Danyan nodded slightly, and didn't say much, after all, the other party hadn't expressed his position on the surface, and sitting at the end of her side was the wisest choice.

"Is this the peak master of Phantom Cloud Peak? It's so beautiful! It deserves to be the first beauty on the mainland, I didn't expect to be lucky enough to see it today!"

Since entering the gate, Yue Xin's gaze has never taken off Leng Danyan's body, and there is a faint envy in her eyes.

"It's really as rumored, it's better than a fairy!"

Xia Ni pursed her lips, and with her own proud appearance, after seeing Leng Danyan's face, she couldn't help but feel ashamed in her heart.

In a moment, Bai Ze and his party were seated.

Bai Ze naturally sat on the delicate red chair, while Xiao Feng and the others sat on the bench behind Bai Ze.

"Yuquan Peak, Lord Jiang Feng has arrived!"

Another loud shout rang out.

"Stomp, stomp..."

After a while, a chaotic and disorderly footsteps sounded, and under the leadership of Gao Zhengxiong, a disciple of Phantom Cloud Peak, Jiang Song and his team walked into the main hall.

"Lord Leng Feng, it's been a long time!"

The words of the same routine floated in the Phantom Cloud Hall.

After Jiang Song said hello to Leng Danyan, he glanced at Bai Ze, who was sitting at the end of the right side, and his brows gradually furrowed.

Then, without hesitation, he led the group of disciples behind him towards the third red chair on the left.

"Da Luo Feng, Lord Xu Feng has arrived!"

The shouts fell again, and another group entered the Phantom Cloud Hall.

The leader is still an old man, and at first glance, the old man's expression is grim and majestic.

Compared with Bai Ze and Jiang Song, this old man did not have the slightest wrinkles on his face, and his long hair and beard did not show a trace of white.

"Jiang Song, the older you get, the more inhumane you become! Have you forgotten how the sect master treated you when he was alive?"

Xu Yi glanced at Jiang Song on the left, didn't care about his own face at all, and scolded directly in front of the disciples.

"Old stubborn, I don't care about you!"

Jiang Song snorted coldly, don't overdo it, and directly ignore Xu Yi, who was scolding.

"Lord Leng Feng, your cultivation seems to have improved again!"

Xu Yi seemed to have calmed down the anger in his heart for the time being, the corners of his mouth raised an arc, and he walked towards the red chair next to Leng Danyan with steps.