When Su Qingwei arrived at Lingfeng, the mountain was already overcrowded. There is a huge platform at the top of the mountain, and there are tens of thousands of futons under the platform, most of which are occupied by monks.

Su Qingwei found a futon at random and sat down, and found that the surrounding cultivators were very excited, very surprised and puzzled.

However, the conversation between the two monks next to her answered her questions.

"Have you heard, this time the sermon is a senior from the Tribulation Period, a young elder of the Immortal Academy."

"You also know, it seems that this elder is quite famous. It's called Elder Yunqing, right, I've been lucky enough to see the elder's immortal posture, it's really extraordinary! ”

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From the conversations of these monks, Su Qingwei learned that the monks who came here were not only their group, but also the earlier "seniors".

But it's relieved to think about it, after all, it's a lecture by a monk in the Tribulation Period, and monks with low cultivation can naturally come and listen to it.

It seems that the senior of the lecture is a nuns! The name is also called "Yunqing", and the appearance is described as "extraordinary", and it seems that he can't run.

Su Qingwei also searched for Li Yuncheng and Li Yuanlang in the crowd, but she only found Li Yuncheng, and did not find Li Yuanlang's shadow.

The two of them nodded slightly and said hello, and then Su Qingwei sat upright, waiting for the arrival of the senior.

A moment later, a white robe came from the distant void like a streamer, and arrived at the platform in an instant.

The white clothes are peerless, the eyes are like stars, the handsome and innocent face has a cold color, and the whole body is an otherworldly temperament.

He stood there from a distance, like an immortal, with an unparalleled demeanor.

Su Qingwei's eyes were a little moist, staring at the peerless figure in white.

The other party seemed to be aware of it, looked at her, and smiled lightly.

This smile, like the bright moon, poured out thousands of miles, and the whole world was brightened by this smile.

"Master!" Su Qingwei held back the surprise in her heart and passed on to the other party.

"You stay after the sermon in a moment." I don't know if it's an illusion, Di Chen's voice was filled with a hint of suppressed joy.

His face was still cold and handsome, and he was already sitting on the entire platform, and at the same time, a voice as cold as jade also sounded on the stage.

"Tao gives birth to one, one life, two gives birth to three, and three gives birth to all things......" His voice spread here with an inexplicable Taoist rhyme.

But Su Qingwei didn't listen to anything, just stared at the peerless figure in white on the platform in a daze, for fear that it was just an illusion.

On the other side, Li Yuncheng, who had been paying attention to Su Qingwei's state, showed a hint of gloom, and he lowered his head and was silent.

It's this man who has come out of the dust again! I remember that Miss Su once called him a master and appeared in Yanchuan Mansion......

In the other corner, Shui Ling'er's beautiful eyes were shining, staring at the man in white on the stage, and for the first time in her life, she felt her heart beat faster.

Next to her, Feng Ran's fists were clenched tightly, and there was a look of unwillingness in her lowered eyes. glanced at Su Qingwei, who was distracted, and her heart was roaring:

Why did this man, who was so powerful that she despaired, reappeared? He appeared in the immortal courtyard, how else could he do anything to Su Qingwei?

Is this a show off or an oath?

She raised her head and stared at the man in white, with unwillingness in her eyes.

Suddenly, the other party's gaze also looked at her, just for a moment, it made her feel like falling into an ice cellar, and her soul was a little unstable and almost collapsed.

The other party is warning her!

Feng Ran smiled a little desperately.