Dan Xiazi didn't know what he was thinking, and led the Sunset Sect and his party to a huge square.

This square is more than ten acres in size, and the whole area is paved with precious white jade.

Before the arrival of the Sunset Sect and his party, there were already many sects waiting here.

It seems that each sect has a certain degree of attention to the position in which it stands, and it is not that the earlier it comes, the higher it can be.

As soon as the Sunset Sect and his party arrived, the disciples of several sects in front of them began to gather and avoid a wide passage.

The Sunset Sect is not a native sect in the Southern Regions, and not all sects can recognize their identity from their clothing.

But Danxiazi is a well-known existence in the Southern Regions, and seeing that he is the leader, how can everyone not guess the dignity of this line's identity?

Mo Hansheng lowered his head and followed behind the two leaders, occasionally looking at the surrounding sects.

To his surprise, Qin Ruyin, who had met in Sifang City yesterday, was also nearby.

With her, in addition to the maid that day, there was also a middle-aged monk with a polite manner.

However, judging from the aura on his body, not to mention compared to Mu Feikite, even the three elders of the Sunset Sect on this trip, and even those Dharma protectors, are inferior, and most of them only have the cultivation of the foundation building realm.

It seems that this Xuanyin Sect is really as Qin Ruyin said, it is a little-known small sect.

This can be seen from the fact that the three people were pressed to the bottom of the crowd.

Soon, the Sunset Sect and his party crossed the many sects and came to the front of the crowd in one fell swoop.

Sunset and Demon Refining are the same level of great sects, and the two families are in-laws, so it is natural that they will receive such courtesy.

Mo Hansheng quietly glanced at both sides, and there were a total of four forces and the Sunset Sect, standing side by side.

There were four people standing on the far left, and one of them was a person in a silver robe, who was the Silver Elder who had lost the three-eyed fire fox to Mu Feikite.

And looking at the other three people wearing gold, red, and black robes, they should be the other three of the four elders of the Thousand Machine Gate.

Next to the door of the thousand machines, there stood a short and fat middle-aged man.

He wore gold rings and wrenches on his hands and fingers, and wore a gold silk robe embroidered with money patterns, like a foreign master in the world.

Strangely, this man was standing alone at the front, but there was no one behind him.

What made Mo Hansheng even more puzzled was that the sense of oppression emanating from this person's body was far inferior to Mu Feiyuan and Yu Jingnian.

With his cultivation, he was able to stand side by side with forces like the Thousand Machine Gate and the Sunset Sect.

Mu Feiyuan also noticed his gaze, and said, "That's the Lord of the Vermilion Bird Pass of Sifang City. ”

Mo Hansheng suddenly said, although this person is at the bottom of the four Guan Masters, but he represents Sifang City behind him, so naturally no one dares to despise him.

He was about to withdraw his gaze, but he saw a familiar figure behind the people of Qianjimen.

It was the same Mrs. Wang who invited her to enjoy the song a few days ago.

The man who accompanied him was a middle-aged man with three long strands of hair, thick beard, black oil, and seemed to be very good at health preservation.

To Mo Hansheng's surprise, Mrs. Wang had been standing behind the middle-aged man, faintly looking like she was the leader.

This is a bit intriguing.

Since this middle-aged man was arranged behind the Thousand Machine Gate, he thought that his own strength was not very strong here.

With Mrs. Wang's super cultivation and domineering spirit, how can she be willing to succumb to such a man?

Mo Hansheng was about to quietly take a few more looks, but saw that Mrs. Wang seemed to have a sense, and turned her head to look at him.

Mo Hansheng hurriedly withdrew his gaze, and no longer dared to look around.

Mrs. Wang saw Mo Hansheng at a glance, a slight smile appeared on the corner of her mouth, and then she turned her head as if nothing happened.

On the high platform in front of the square, there were some high-ranking figures of the Demon Refining Sect.

Bai Jingxuan, who was in charge of organizing this birthday banquet, was also among them, and he also noticed this, and couldn't help but secretly wonder in his heart: "Why didn't the Lord of Water City arrive, and temporarily sent Changtian over, could it be that something happened to Sifang City?" ”

However, the birthday banquet was imminent, and he didn't have time to think too much about it, so he could only put the matter on hold for the time being.

On the right side of the troubled Tianchang, there were three figures, which happened to be sandwiched between the Sunset Sect and the Sifang City.

To Mo Hansheng's surprise, one of the three figures happened to know him.

It was the No. 63 shopkeeper I saw in the wind and rain building yesterday - Hao Jili.

However, he was a renovated Fengyulou that day, so the other party didn't recognize him at all.

Although Fengyulou only has a shop in the Sifang City, the force represented behind it is Tianjimen, and it is naturally treated as a guest of honor.

However, according to what Mo Hansheng saw yesterday, this shopkeeper Hao should not be very popular in the wind and rain building, why would he appear on such an important occasion?

What Mo Hansheng didn't know was that after the Innocent Son assigned the business with the Demon Refining Sect to the shopkeeper Hao yesterday, his status in the Wind and Rain Mansion skyrocketed overnight.

The big shopkeeper of Fengyulou is an old fox with human spirits, how can he not guess the mind of the flawless son?

The big shopkeeper in charge of the birthday celebration gave one of the only two accompanying places to the shopkeeper Hao overnight.

On the right hand side of the Luozong Sect, there was a group of people dressed in green clothes.

The leader was an old man with a dragon head cane, and his clothes were embroidered with various fairy grass spirit fruits.

Although Yu Jingnian and this person did not speak, they were very friendly and polite to each other, and the two seemed to be familiar with each other, and their friendship was not bad.

Everyone gathered, and in the group of the Demon Refining Sect on the stage, a man with handsome eyebrows walked out.

This person is dignified, a young man about thirty years old, but most of the people present know that he has lived for hundreds of years, and he is the pinnacle of the real Jindan realm.

Just looking at his square eyebrows and majestic temperament, I am afraid that I can't see that this person is the current head of the Demon Refining Sect who was driven to the Qianji Gate by Danxiazi - Cangyu Zhenren.

As soon as this person appeared, the audience suddenly became quiet.

"Thank you all for coming to participate in the thousand-tose-birthday ...... of the ancestor of this sect," Cang Yu Zhenren arched his hand to the audience, and then began a long series of speeches.

Mo Hansheng was originally a little curious about what the other party would say as the head of the great sect, but he was a little interested after listening to the first few words.

What the other party said were some clichés, nothing more than an introduction to the long history of the Demon Refining Sect since its establishment, and then some glorious deeds of the Demon Refining Ancestor's life, singing praises to him and the like.

However, although Cang Yuzhen's speech was boring, everyone in the audience did not dare to show any restlessness and impatience.

At most, he pretended to be teachable on the surface, secretly cast spells, and closed his ears.

Yu Jingnian and the old man with a cane also took this opportunity to whisper in the audience.

For some reason, the two did not communicate through spiritual transmission, but exchanged heads and whispered in the audience.

Perhaps this move makes this old pair of old friends feel a little nostalgic.

At this time, everyone was either engrossed in Cang Yu's speech, or secretly closed their eyes to recuperate, but no one noticed the conversation between the two.