Ling Yun bowed his hand to everyone, even if he saluted, he sat down at a table in the front row, and the group all sat next to him, and after sitting down, he didn't move around, and he didn't greet other people in the sword sect.

"What's going on?" Ye Boyu had some doubts in his heart. Seeing that Ling Yun was sitting on the side without squinting, he hesitated for a moment, but still stepped forward, walked in front of Ling Yun, and arched his hand and said, "Senior Brother Lingyun, junior brother Ye Boyu is polite." ”

Ling Yun stood up and returned the salute, raised his eyebrows, and said in a deep voice: "Why should Ye Shaoxia be so polite. Ling Yun didn't dare to be. After saying that, he sat down coldly and stopped talking.

Ye Boyu was very bored, and when he saw that Ling Yin was also at this table, he greeted Ling Yin and said, "Senior Sister Ling Yin, you are here." ”

Ling Yin shook his head and didn't speak. Ling Yun waved his hand and said coldly: "Thank you Ye Shaoxia for your concern." The Qingcheng Mountain faction is very fine. If there is nothing else, Ye Shaoxia, please go back. Seeing that Ling Yun was so rude, Ling Yin pursed his lips and stopped talking.

Helpless, it may be that the Qingcheng faction is still blaming themselves and their former head Xuanzhen Daoist for their death. But so many people testified that they were innocent, could it be that Ling Yun and they still doubted themselves?

Ye Boyu returned to his seat stupidly. Old Dao Yuangang was loudly beckoning everyone to use tea, and Zen Master Myoko said with a divine thought: "Brother Ye, the disciples of the Qingcheng faction have been in great troubles, and their behavior is inevitably perverse, which is also human nature. You must not care. Hearing Zen Master Myoko say this, Ye Boyu's heart calmed down a lot, and he also said: "The younger generation understands, and the Zen master can rest assured." ”

Everyone was noisy for a while, seeing that it was already the hour of the hour, and the sun shone through the layers of clouds and mist on the roof, and at this moment, a Taoist boy outside shouted loudly: "Kunlun has sent a distinguished guest to arrive." ”

As soon as Tianhong Zhenren entered, he suddenly became the focus of thousands of people, and everyone's eyes were on him. The people who greeted him also stood up one after another, and the noisy hall had been quiet for a while, but now it was a chaotic area again.

Tianhong Zhenren smiled, and kept thanking the audience with both hands, greeting everyone. He is the head of the first sword sect of the contemporary era, and he is also the leader of the six major sword sects, his cultivation is profound, almost unmatched, plus he has a bold friendship and spends a lot of money, so he has an excellent reputation in the cultivation world. As soon as he appeared, the six elders of Shushan next to him were overshadowed.

Following behind Tianhong Zhenren is the second disciple of the head of the sect Yun Lin, Yun Lin ended today in a white suit, followed behind Tianhong Zhenren, his expression was solemn, his eyes did not squint, and he looked even more powerful, compared with Ling Yun of the Qingcheng faction next to him, the two were really bright for a while, and it was difficult to distinguish each other.

Look back, good guys. The disciples of the Kunlun faction didn't know how many came in one by one, and they all finished in white suits, and followed behind their leaders without saying a word. Seeing that there were not enough people in the hall, Yun Lin, the eldest disciple of the head of the sect, turned around and said, "The three generations of disciples have all withdrawn from the flower hall and are waiting outside the door. ”

Daoist Yuanwen was the most clever, and hurriedly instructed the disciples of Shushan: "Quick, let the disciples take the Kunlun disciples to serve tea in other halls." The Dao Tong in front of him hurriedly led the order out and took the three generations of Kunlun disciples out of the hall.

Yuan Gang Lao Dao took Tianhong Zhenren and his party to sit down at the big table in the middle of the front row, right next to Ye Boyu's table. Tianhong Zhenren smiled all over his face, nodded at the tables around him, and when he saw Ye Boyu's table, his eyes did not stop at all, and Ye Boyu couldn't tell whether Tianhong saw himself or not.

At this time, Yuan Gang Dao on the stage asked loudly: "Ladies and gentlemen, today the heroes did not hesitate to come to Shushan to participate in our Six Factions Kendo Conference, Lao Dao is really honored. According to the old way, everyone is in the same vein of cultivation, and there is no need for those red tapes, why don't we take advantage of the present moment and drink him happily, and how about going to the martial arts arena later?"

As soon as Yuan Gang's words came out, there were some good wines, and some lively ones responded loudly, and some people echoed and said: "Okay, let's get drunk later, and then watch a wonderful martial arts competition to win the alliance, it will not be in vain for us to come to Shushan." ”

"Hurry up to Shushan good wine, drink tea all the time, and the birds fade out of the mouth when you drink it. ”

"It's fun to drink and have a big fight. ”

"Good. Then serve the wine. Daoist Yuan Gang laughed and loudly instructed the disciples behind him, "Quick, serve everyone good wine." ”

The crowd of heroes cheered thunderously, and they all skimmed the tea bowls and waited for the wine to be served.

After a while, I saw groups of fire workers and handymen carrying a jar of wine into the hall, there were two altars on each table, followed by a large group of Taoist children, serving a plate of exquisite food, it seems that Yuan Gang Lao Dao has already prepared.

This time it was to everyone's favorite, the group cheered, and opened the mud seal on the wine jar one after another, and for a time the hall was full of wine, and it was very lively.

Ye Boyu at the table Yuangang Lao Dao beckoned everyone to drink on the stage, everyone else was not interested in what kind of wine, Myoko Zen Master, Great Wilderness Zen Master and Miaozhen Shenni were even monks who had already frowned, avoiding the strong smell of alcohol.

The smell of the wine on the table was strange, and he couldn't help but take a few big sips, but he didn't seem to like drinking, so after a few sips, he threw away the wine bowl and stopped drinking. Ye Boyu couldn't drink it himself, and he had something in his heart, so he didn't move the cup much.

The three monsters drank a few sips of wine and began to talk to everyone, and the long-necked strange man in the middle first whispered to Zen Master Myoko, who was this old Taoist who came in later, and why did everyone greet him?

Unexpectedly, in a remote corner of the three monsters, he didn't even know about Tianhong Zhenren, and Zen Master Myoko didn't hide it, telling the three monsters that this person was the current head of the Kunlun faction, Tianhong Zhenren. The three monsters still knew about the Kunlun faction, and the person who listened to it turned out to be the head of the First Sword Sect, so they inquired about various things about Tianhong Zhenren.

Myoko shook his head, waiting to be pushed back. Tianhong Zhenren at the side table seemed to hear the voice of the three monsters, stood up, and walked towards Ye Boyu's table with a wine bowl.

Ye Boyu was nervous for a while, and subconsciously looked at Tianhong with his eyes, who knew that when he looked at the past, it seemed that there was no such person in front of him, and he found nothing.

Tianhong Zhenren didn't seem to know, with a smile on his face, he walked over with a smile, "Zen Master Myoko, Zen Master Dahuang, and Shenni, the three masters are here, Tianhong is polite." ”

Myoko Zen Master, Daisoku Zen Master, and Myojin Shinni also stood up and returned the salute one after another. Zen Master Myoko smiled: "Master Tianhong, the three of us can't drink, so we will replace the wine with tea." The Great Wilderness Zen Master also said: "The head of Tianhong, you and I are the same generation, and you don't dare to be a master here." As he spoke, several people burst out laughing.

Tianhong Zhenren laughed for a while, then looked at the three monsters of Huoyun Peak next to him and said, "These three Dao brothers are very raw, I don't know where they are the Daoists of Xianshan?"

The long-necked strange man in the middle hissed and said, "The three of us are from Huoyun Peak. Known as the Three Monsters of Huoyun Peak. "The three monsters seem to be not good at words, and they never say anything more when they ask and answer.

Zen Master Myoko said on the side: "This is the head of the Kunlun faction, Tianhong Zhenren, these three Taoist friends, rarely come to the Central Plains, this time, a few of you are just close to each other." ”

Tianhong Zhenren nodded and said: "It turned out to be the three friends of Huoyun Peak in Beiju Luzhou, and it is no wonder that they are disrespectful in Tianhong in Lower Kunlun Mountain. As he spoke, he touched the wine bowl with the three monsters and took a sip gently.

The three monsters listened to Tianhong Zhenren's politeness, and they also knew that Huoyun Peak was in Beiju Luzhou, so they were all happy, and they all drank the wine in the bowl.

Tianhong Zhenren stared at Ye Boyu's body again, and said with a smile: "This little Taoist friend is very good, I don't know where the young master is?"

Ye Boyu scolded secretly in his heart, and said in his heart: "Okay, you old treacherous and cunning Tianhong, you almost killed me last time in Qingcheng Mountain, and forced the Xuanzhen Daoist to blow up the Yuan Shen, so I was able to escape, now you pretend not to know, I see how you will do it in a while?"

scolded in his heart, but he said: "Below is Ye Boyu of the Eight Desolation Sword Sect, the younger generation, I have seen the head of Tianhong here." ”

Tianhong Zhenren looked at it for a while, and said, "It turned out to be Ye Daoyou of the Eight Desolation Sword Sect." No wonder he is young, and his cultivation is superb, judging from the old way, Ye Daoyou will soon be much stronger than us old immortal things in time. I really don't know how the head of Yuan Gang knows so many young heroes?"

"Why, everyone is talking about Brother Ye. Yuan Gang Lao Dao didn't know when he returned to the table, and saw that Tianhong Zhenren was talking to Ye Boyu, and hurriedly interjected: "Isn't it." This old brother Ye is amazing, his cultivation has improved by leaps and bounds recently, and people are jealous and hateful, according to the old way, he must be blue, much stronger than us dead old men. Ha ha. ”

Ye Boyu's face flushed, and he was about to speak. The long-necked strange man next to him said, "Eight Desolate Sword Sect, are you the descendant of the Eight Desolate Sword Sect?" The long-necked strange man said quickly and loudly, attracting many people in the hall to look towards this table.

Zen Master Myoko didn't want Ye Boyu to attract everyone's attention too early, so he hurriedly said: "This Ye Daoyou is also a halfway monk, has he been a hero since ancient times, we don't just think about other people's young people, we ourselves have to be close to each other." "If you want to expose Ye Boyu's matter quickly, you have to save everyone endless for a while.

Tianhong Zhenren didn't answer the words of Zen Master Myoko, and muttered to himself: "The Eight Desolation Sword Sect? That is the ancestor of the Sword Sect, and the six major Sword Sects should all be said to have originated from the Eight Desolation Sword Sect. I didn't expect that there were still heirs alive, but today Lao Dao was fortunate to see the disciples of the Eight Desolation Sword Sect. ”

Readers are invited to watch the next chapter, "The Six Factions Kendo Conference"