Twelve years ago, Gu Qingling had such a question, he didn't know why the White Machine Pavilion wanted to release the list before the Immortal Ascension Conference, and today he finally asked.

This question seemed simple, but after all, it was a secret of Guan Tianji Pavilion, and he didn't know whether he should ask it or not.

Daokong didn't feel out of bounds when he heard Gu Qingling's question, he tilted his head and thought carefully, looking a little cute.

"Poor Dao has been as confused as Mr., but this may be the confidence of the Pavilion Master!" Daokong's mouth showed a row of snow-white teeth, "The list of the Pavilion Master has never deviated in the slightest. ”

"Twelve years ago, why didn't Mr. choose to participate in the Immortal Ascension Conference? Is it really because there is no name on this list?"

Daokong smiled, and after he said this, he turned around, always looking so unfathomable.

"This group of heroes is just for the sake of fighting for fun, just take a look, you don't have to take it seriously. I hope that at the Immortal Ascension Conference at that time, Mr. will not deliberately slack off in order to find out the truth of this group of heroes!"

After he said this, he jumped slightly, and a white light carried him away in the wind.

This time, everyone saw clearly, he was not a sword, nor a crane, but a cluster of clouds.

This is the real immortal!

Gu Qingling saw Daokong's disappearing figure, and a smile appeared on the corner of his mouth.

Yes, if Gu Qingling had participated in the Ascension Conference twelve years ago, he would have been sure to get a place among the ten.

But he didn't, it wasn't that he did it on purpose, but that in those days, he was hitting the peak of the Golden Immortal.

However, he was too eager for quick success, but he failed to hit the peak of the Golden Immortal for the first time, and he didn't succeed until two years later, and it was when he went out to destroy the Heavenly Eagle Sect.

Tianji Pavilion not only calculated that he would not participate in the Immortal Ascension Conference, but also calculated that his retreat would fail.

The pavilion master of the Heavenly Machine Pavilion is probably the real monster!

Jianghu people call Dongshu Mountain, West Sword Sect, South Blue Sky, and one of the four major schools of North Tianshan Mountain.

Shushan is different from Kunlun Immortal Mountain, it does not have such a strong immortal aura and aura, and it looks more down-to-earth.

If you say how big the Tianshan Sect is, the entire Baili Kunlun Ruins can be called the realm of the Tianshan Sect, stretching endlessly, as far as the eye can see.

And Shu Mountain is different, it only has twelve peaks, of which there are only four main peaks, but each one is enough to reach into the sky, and it looks like the four fingers of an immortal from a distance.

In addition to the four peaks of Wuxian Peak, Wuwu Peak, Sanssouci Peak, and Wuliang Peak, the rest of the mountain peaks are inaccessible, and there are many fierce beasts and poisonous insects, but it is also a place of outstanding people, containing countless rare and exotic grasses.

Boundless Peak, outside the Boundless Pavilion, two little disciples wearing light blue Taoist robes were slowly walking up the bluestone steps with two plates.

These are two children who look to be only 17 or 8 years old, and their cultivation is not high, and they are only about the cultivation of the Jindan stage.

One hand holds a bowl of white rice and two side dishes on a plate, and the other hand is a cup of flower tea, through the tea lid, you can smell the aroma of golden chrysanthemum flowers and leaves.

They seemed to have come to deliver food to the people in the Infinite Pavilion, but looking at their solemn expressions and cautious postures, the people in this room must not be so easy to mess with.

"Slow down, don't spill the tea. The little disciple who was carrying the meal saw the teacup in the other disciple's hand bouncing up and down, and he was about to spill the tea, so he couldn't help but blame him.

"What about spilling, I don't think the elder brother will drink it. Not to be outdone, the disciple slowed down.

"Chang Qi, what did you say was wrong with Senior Brother, how majestic he was back then, except for Yu Ziqing of the Tianshan Sect, who could compete with him, why was he suddenly decadent!"

"Who knows. Chang Qi Little Daoist shook his little head and sighed softly, "Alas, if Senior Brother is still the same as twelve years ago, how can the first place on this gold list be the turn of this Wunian monk to sit." ”

Shu Shan has naturally received the list of heroes of Tianji Pavilion, but the head of the sect has always been indifferent to who is the first, only those little disciples will chat inadvertently when they are idle.

"Do you think our senior brother will be like Yu Ziqing fifteen years ago, and suddenly fall into the demon path?" Chang Qi suddenly remembered something terrible, and his voice suddenly rose a little higher.

"Shhhh Chang Yi was taken aback by this question, and hurriedly put out a free hand to cover his mouth.

As he spoke, the two of them had arrived in front of an elegant room in the Infinite Pavilion.

The pillars of the house are made of mahogany, and the doors are sandalwood sandpaper, which looks like they can be broken with a punch, and they are weak.

The funny thing is that there is a large lock hanging from the door that looks like it can be broken with one kick, as if to prevent the people in the room from coming out.

Little Taoist, no, his name is Chang Yi.

Tsuneichi leaned his ear to the thin screen window, convinced that there was a slight cry coming from inside, so he took out a finger-long key from his bosom and gently opened the door.

As soon as the lock of the sandalwood door was opened, a figure broke through the door and collided with Chang Yichang Qi, who was about to enter the room.

The two plates they held in their hands flew into the sky, rice and side dishes tumbled in the air, and flower tea in the teacups spilled. Together with the porcelain, they cut through the air in an arc and fell towards the ground.

Seeing that they were about to shatter on the ground in the next second, Chang Yi and Chang Qi's faces turned pale, and they stretched out their hands to catch the bowl and cup that fell to the ground in a panic.

The figure had already taken the lead, and with a twist of his feet, he caught the plate in Chang Yi's hand, and the bowl of rice and side dishes seemed to be attracted by a huge force, and they returned to the bowl and landed lightly on the plate in his hand.

Then he stretched out his slender and powerful two fingers to hold the teacup, and he actually counted the spilled flower tea into the cup, and not a drop was leaked.

It is said that it is difficult to collect the water, but in his eyes, what is spilled?

"Big brother. Chang Yichang saw that the tea and rice had been saved, so he came down safely and saw the figure clearly.

He did not wear the dark blue robe of Shushan, but instead wore an off-white robe with a few peony flowers tattooed with green silk, which looked like it was worn by a personable son.

It's just that his eyes can't be opened, the stubble of different lengths on his chin, and the sense of decadence and vicissitudes on his face make it impossible to guess what age he is.

If no one says who he is, I'm afraid no one will recognize Shushan's big disciple, Li Zongsheng, the genius boy twelve years ago would be him.

"Thank you for your help, and ask me to return to the room. Chang Yi clasped his hands into fists and saluted, his voice respectful and polite.

Li Zongsheng didn't seem to hear it, he still looked like he hadn't woken up, and the pungent smell of wine made people suspect that he hadn't woken up, but had drunk too much.

At this moment, he squinted his eyes and looked at the cup of flower tea in his hand, and the golden chrysanthemum leaves in it slowly rose and fell, like a dancing chrysanthemum fairy.

The tea is yellow-green in color and exudes a pleasant color.

"Good tea, good tea. He exclaimed softly, raised his teacup, and drank it down.

Chang Yi looked at Chang Qi beside him with wide eyes, he was still betting that Li Zongsheng would not drink this cup of flower tea just now.

But also, the two of them sent tea and food for seven days in a row, but he didn't eat a drop of water, and he never touched anything other than wine.

After drinking this tea, Li Zongsheng's wine seemed to wake up, his originally squinted eyes opened slightly, and there was a fine light flashing inside, looking the two up and down.

Is this the brilliance of the first person on the gold list back then, although just a look is enough to make the two little disciples feel an invisible sense of oppression coming to their faces.

"Who are you two?"

"Senior Brother Hui, the two of us are disciples of Elder Lude, Chang Yi and Chang Qi. I was ordered by my master to take care of my brother's food and drink for the past month. ”

Chang Yi bent over, and he saw Chang Qi beside him standing in place like a fool, and quickly stabbed him. Chang Qi reacted at this time, and learned from Chang Yi to bury his head.

"Oh, is it the disciple of that old thing in Canggu again? Li Zongsheng said lazily, and even stretched out his little thumb to clasp his nostrils.

"Since Senior Brother has finished drinking tea and the wine has woken up, please ask Senior Brother to retreat to the room!" Chang Yi didn't care too much about Li Zongsheng's disrespectful words, because even if he was like this, he was still the most beloved disciple of the head and elders.