Chapter 12 Award Ceremony (3)
A few days later, it was finally time for the award ceremony of the Alchemy Conference, which was another grand event for the Changfeng Sect, after all, everyone had the opportunity to witness the various magic weapons and rare spiritual objects on display.
In the early morning, the palace group in the center of the immortal city is rarely wide-opened, and the beginner disciples above the Xingqi realm have the opportunity to enter, which is also proposed by Bai Wenhai, for all the people, the palace group where the officials serve is a forbidden place in their minds, and for many people, they are afraid that they will not have a chance to step into it once in their lives.
So now that there is such an opportunity, the deserted palace complex on weekdays is also a lot more lively, but fortunately, the palace group is built around the mountain, overlapping, vast and encompassing, accommodating tens of thousands of disciples, so although there are many people, it is not crowded.
It's just that everyone doesn't know that the reason why Bai Wenhai is so open is just to focus on solving more disciples.
When it was almost noon, the main hall was already full of masters, and in the hall were the chief steward, the chief steward and the steward, although the number was small, but they were all capable people who held great power.
On the outside of the hall, there are the disciples of the true lineage, and then there are the introductory disciples who are ranked by cultivation, but all those who can stand near the inner hall are the disciples who have performed well in the alchemy conference, although only the first thirty people have prizes, but for others, it is already an honor to be able to stand in the inner hall and witness the three chief managers up close.
The outer hall was the remaining beginner disciples, so almost the strongest immortal disciples of the Changfeng Sect were gathered around the outer hall of the entire main hall.
After a short time, Bai Wenhai, Mu Shuilian and Zhong Xuwu came together, and after sitting down, Bai Wenhai made a generous speech, his words were sincere and passionate, and most of them praised Yimei is words, and the disciples turned red and their hearts beat faster, and they were so excited that they couldn't do it.
Mu Shuilian glanced at Bai Wenhai, and to this day, she still had some doubts about whether her senior brother was really sent by the evil way, after all, she couldn't see any flaws in her words and deeds.
Bai Wenhai started three years earlier than her, and he was also suave back then, which fascinated many female disciples, but he concentrated on cultivation and did not involve double cultivation, so that the female disciples had nowhere to go.
Bai Wenhai was promoted from steward to chief manager, Mu Shuilian came over almost at the same time, she admired Bai Wenhai's way of doing things, humble attitude, and even for a while, she was a little infatuated, but later she also broke off the vulgar thoughts, abandoned the way of double cultivation, and gradually turned this obsession into respect.
Therefore, it is difficult for Mu Shuilian to believe that Bai Wenhai is dead, and it is even harder to believe that he is still being parasited by the evil way, but she knows that this kind of thing cannot be emotional, after all, her actions will be related to the rise and fall of the sect, and in the face of evidence, any feelings will seem weak and weak.
Zhong Xuwu's face was deep, he didn't look at Bai Wenhai, nor did he look at Mu Shuilian, his head was a tendon, so it was easy to simplify complicated things, in his opinion, there were only two developments: first, Bai Wenhai was really dead, so it would be good to kill the evil way of the parasite, and second, Fang Ling was lying, so call on everyone to take him down, no matter which choice, Zhong Xuwu would never be soft.