Lin Jingyong was a Qi refining stage cultivator at the bottom of the Immortal Cultivation Realm, he could have been a poor Taoist in Qingshan Town for a lifetime, but now he was easily destroyed by others.

Shu Yuechen thought to herself: Is there any fundamental difference between a monk and a mortal? Hu Xiulan, a great monk in the Jindan period, Hu Xiulan is as afraid of death as mortals.

Shu Yuechen's anger burned again, and she asked Hu Xiulan:

"I didn't kill Bai Yuting, why did you kill us?"

Hu Xiulan had regained her composure at this time, thinking that the female sword cultivator would not dare to kill her, and said with a smile:

"Bai Yuting's nest of wastes can't suppress the demons in his heart, I asked him to kill a few mortal women to get angry, so as not to be seen at the Xianmen Conference and lose the face of our Yuntai Sect. But he was not cautious and was arrested by you. Wu Laodao also said that he was afraid of my revenge, and he wanted to go to the Xianmen Conference to ask my father to deal with it. If you really want to let you go to the Xianmen Conference, where will we put the face of our Yuntai Sect? ”

When Master Wu heard Hu Xiulan's words, this old and serious Taoist was so angry that he almost pulled off his beard.

Shu Yuechen said coldly: "Master Wu! Let's leave for Yuntai Mountain, I take Hu Xiulan with me, and you take those ice coffins. ”

Master Wu turned around and counted, plus Lin Jingyong's, a total of nineteen ice coffins, and he asked in a trembling voice, "All these have to be brought?" ”

"Take them with you. These are all evidence. ”

"This will offend the Yuntai Sect"

"Master Wu, look at Hu Xiulan, you have already offended the Yuntai Sect."

Master Wu looked at Hu Xiulan, who was scolding, and finally became firm: "Daoist friends are right, while the Xianmen Conference is convening, Lao Dao wants to ask all the heads to witness, and the Yuntai Sect must give justice to the innocent and wrong." ”

Shu Yueji restrained Hu Xiulan, and Wu Zhangmen brought nineteen ice coffins, and drove their respective magic weapons into the sky, flying towards the Yunshan Sect.

At this time, the sky was already dawning, and the sun climbed up the hill, shining light and heat on the heavens and the earth.

The morning glow was like a dream, and the three people and the nineteen ice coffins were clothed in light red gauze, but none of the three were in the mood to appreciate it.

Hu Xiulan was scolding Master Wu: "Wu Rui, are you insisting on disobeying our Yuntai Sect?" You have lived enough, have you ever thought about those disciples and grandchildren of your true Fu Sect? Aren't you afraid of provoking the Yuntai Sect and destroying your True Fu Sect? ”

She only dared to scold Master Wu over and over again, but she didn't dare to scold Shu Yueji, who directly controlled her life.

Master Wu was angry and desperately pushed the magic weapon, and after a day and a night, they arrived at the Yuntai Sect.

The Yuntai sect is located in the southernmost part of Qianzhou, Yuntai Mountain, backed by Gyeongju under the rule of the Xianxia faction.

The five main peaks of Yuntai Mountain welcomed nearly 1,000 monks on this day, and these monks gathered in groups of three or five, gathering and chatting, and it was so lively.

Monks have always admired tranquility, and there are few times when it is so lively.

Some monks brought spiritual pets, some monks met old friends, and some monks saw enemies, so that the monks of the Yuntai Sect rushed back and forth to guide them.

Hu Yunyang, the head of the Yuntai Sect, personally greeted Han Sheng, the Jindan monk sent from Xianxia, in the main hall of Chaoyang Peak.

Han Sheng also brought a sword cultivation friend.

His sword cultivation friend is old-fashioned and wooden, and he doesn't look very easy to get along with.

Hu Yunyang didn't know the identity of the sword cultivator, just because he was brought by Han Sheng, and a seat was also arranged for him.

He worked hard for the Qianzhou Xianmen Conference, in order to show his identity and cultivation, he arranged the auspicious cloud throne, which can be raised and lowered, and there are spiritual lights flying around, waiting for the guests to sit full, the hall is full of spiritual light and auspicious clouds, and everyone is immortal, like a fairy.

Hu Yunyang, as a landlord and a great monk in the Yuan Infant Period, sat in the middle.

Xianxia sent Han Sheng and his friend to sit on the left, each sitting on an auspicious cloud, and they were secretly communicating and talking at this time.

Hu Yunyang was about to ask Han Sheng who his friend was, Bai Shi'an, the head of the Zhengyang Sect, had arrived.

The Zhengyang Sect and the Yuntai Sect are adjacent to each other, and the two sects are a little dirty because of the boundary dispute, so they have to pretend to greet each other at this time.

As soon as he finished speaking, Li Qingfeng, the head of the Cloud Spirit Sect, also arrived. The two factions of Yunling Sect and Yuntai Sect were originally one family, but later the ancestor died, and the two factions fought because of disagreements, and finally split into two, forming a great enmity with each other.

When Hu Yunyang saw Li Qingfeng, lightning was about to appear in his eyes:

"Li Qingfeng, why are you here too?"

Li Qingfeng said with a smile: "I heard that the Qianzhou Immortal Gate Conference was held, of course the Yunling Sect did not want to be isolated, so they specially came to discuss important matters with all the Taoist friends. ”

As soon as the two of them finished saying two sentences, Chang Xuan, the head of Shangshan Sect, and Li Dingyun, the head of Zhongmiaomen, arrived at the main hall of Chaoyang Peak one after the other.

After they finished greeting each other, they each sat on the throne of auspicious clouds, and all the five major yuan babies of Qianzhou Xianmen were present.

At this time, the morning sun is rising, a ray of golden sunlight shines into the main hall, accompanied by five-colored auspicious clouds, seven-colored spiritual light, the main hall of Hanyang appears both sacred and solemn.

Li Qingfeng didn't wait for Hu Yunyang's introduction, so he smiled at Han Sheng and said: "This is Han Sheng, the Tianjiao of the Xianxia Sect, I heard that I fought with Ouyang Shuo, the fire crow envoy of the Royal Beast Sect, for three days and three nights, and beat the other party to the desert and fled, this battle is famous all over the world!" ”

Han Sheng stood up and saluted the five of them one by one, with a three-point smile on his face, not at all proud of the Xianxia Sect behind him.

Since the Xuantian Sword Sect suffered a catastrophe twelve years ago and almost wiped out the door, the Xianxia Sect is the head of the righteous path in the Immortal Cultivation Realm, and the Xianxia Sect has eight gods, two hundred yuan babies, three thousand golden pills, and one hundred thousand qi refining.

Li Qingfeng was a great monk of the Yuan Infant Stage, and Han Sheng was only a Jindan stage monk, but Li Qingfeng still couldn't offend a behemoth like the Xianxia Sect, and lowered his identity when he spoke, with a very flattering tone in his tone.

Han Sheng said with a smile: "That's a misinformation from the outside world, Ouyang Shuo was just afraid of supporting him in the next door, so he withdrew first, and the fire crows he controlled were thousands of monsters, so it was not easy to deal with." Zai Xia came here with his friends, also to form an alliance with the major immortal sects in Qianzhou and deal with the Demon Sect going south. ”

Hu Yunyang said loudly: "That's right, the demon cultivator is ferocious, and he regards our Qianzhou Hundred Immortal Sects as lambs to be slaughtered, and wants to swallow Qianzhou quickly and restore his strength." After the attack on the Xuantian Sword Sect, there was only a group of old, weak, sick and disabled left, unable to stop the Nine Sects of the Demon Gate. Our hundreds of immortals in Qianzhou are at odds with each other, like a mess of scattered sand, how to deal with the nine sects of the demon sect that are like wolves and tigers. ”

When he said that only the old, weak, sick and disabled of the Xuantian Sword Sect were left, the Mu Ne Sword Cultivator who had been sitting withered suddenly glanced at him.

That glance was like a flash of sword light, which made people's hearts chill.

Hu Yunyang was suspicious in his heart and asked, "Han Daoyou, who is this friend of yours?" Why don't you introduce it? ”

Han Sheng was about to speak, when a figure broke into the main hall and knelt down to say, "The master is not good!" Senior Sister Xiulan was crushed by someone and taken outside the mountain gate. ”

Hu Yunyang was furious, his divine sense spread rapidly, and he saw a female cultivator in Tsing Yi standing outside the mountain gate carrying his daughter Hu Xiulan, and there was also a male cultivator in Zhuji behind him with nineteen ice coffins.