At this moment, Ji Yuan and Ju Yuanzi, who are regarded as masters in the observation of others, have a very complex and subtle mentality now.

Ji Yuan felt that it was finally coming to the day of the Xianyou Conference, and it was okay on the flying boat in Xuanxin Mansion, but when he got off the boat, a sense of expectation and excitement gradually became stronger.

After all, it is a well-known immortal cultivation world conference, can you meet a few real true immortal masters, will you meet the author of "Dream in the Clouds", and how many magical magic can you see?

And for the people of Yuhuai Mountain, the mood is equally complicated, they have not come to participate in this Xianyou Conference several times, and the monks in the mountain gate have also caused trouble in the discussion of the Tao before.

Yang Ming, Qiu Feng and other real people in Yuhuai Mountain are juniors in front of Ju Yuanzi, and they have never participated in the Xianyou Conference, not to mention those disciples, they have a lot of excitement and apprehension because of the past and unfamiliar conferences.

As for Ju Yuanzi, he has lived for so many years, and his cultivation is even more at the peak of Yuhuai Mountain, his mood has long been different, the past events and the unknown of the Xianyou Conference are not a matter in front of him, there is no wave in his heart, Ji Yuan is calm on the surface, he is really calm.

"Mr. Ji, let's go visit Jiufeng Mountain first, they will arrange a place for us to live, of course, if we are not satisfied, we can also go outside to find a place to live by ourselves. ”

For Ju Yuanzi's suggestion, Ji Yuan had no choice, and nodded as agreed.

Several people's eyes lingered in the market of Ruan Shan Du, all the way to a very conspicuous building on the ferry, with a red flag suspended on the top, and a few big characters written on the surface of the banner - Dengxian Pavilion.

The people who were watching around walked towards the building, and there was a monk from Jiufeng Mountain at the door who went out to greet him, and he knew that this was the real person from the Immortal Dao Sect, and it was the kind of invitation to the Immortal Tour Conference.

A moment later, a blue-robed Jiufeng Mountain monk left Dengxian Pavilion with Ji Yuan and Yuhuai Mountain's group, and a huge willow leaf spilled out from his sleeve, changing to the size of a small boat in front of his eyes.

"Fellow Daoists, please get on the Qingye Boat, my Jiufeng Mountain Dojo is not in this Ruan Mountain, but also in this Ruan Mountain, a few of you may not be familiar with the road, I will send you Daoists to rest in the mountain. ”

"Well, there is Lao!"

Ju Yuanzi said politely, stepping on the green leaves first, Ji Yuan and the others followed.

The people of Jiufeng Mountain here also regarded Ji Yuan as a monk of Yuhuai Mountain, and Ji Yuan didn't explain anything, so he didn't have to ask him for an invitation alone, which he didn't have, and he had to find the governor of Feizhou who invited him back then, so it would be better to have less trouble.

However, Ji Yuan had just stepped on the Qingye boat on his front foot, and before he stepped on his back foot, he heard someone calling him in the distance.

"Mr. Ji...... Mr. Ji...... But Mr. Ji?"

This voice is a little familiar, but it feels a little unfamiliar, which is very strange, Ji Yuan's ears are not like words, and almost all the voices are unforgettable.

Not to mention the sound of a human being, or the barking of a dog, he can distinguish every dog he has heard, and he has never encountered a sound that is both familiar and unfamiliar.

Ji Yuan frowned and turned his head to look in the direction where the voice came from, and suddenly felt that his eyes lit up, and there was a man who was walking briskly in his sight, he was wearing a pale yellow robe, wearing a small crown and a golden hairpin, and his middle-aged face was full of surprise.

Because of these two calls, the monks of Jiufeng Mountain and the people of Yuhuai Mountain naturally stopped their movements and looked at the people together.

Soon, the person who came walked up to Ji Yuan, straightened his arms and bowed ninety degrees, and made a big bow to Ji Yuan.

"I've met Mr. Ji! I didn't expect it to be you, my master also said that you definitely won't come here, hahaha, he must be happy to see you!"

Ji Yuan's heart moved when he heard this, but his face was not revealed, and he looked at the man who spoke and nodded slightly but did not speak.

The man smiled and put away his salute before speaking.

"Sir doesn't know me, does he?"

"Huh!"

Ji Yuan smiled incomprehensibly, he thought of a person, in the whole world without using supernatural powers, there may be only one person who may not be able to remember him after listening to the voice, and the person in front of him obviously did not have any supernatural powers.

"Your Majesty has changed a good skin!"

The middle-aged man was slightly stunned, and then the smile on his face became even bigger.

"It's worthy of Mr. Ji, you can recognize me without my prompting, Yang Zong is convinced! But don't mention this title again, don't dare you call me if you dare to respond!"

Seeing that Yang Zong was a middle-aged man, Ji Yuan breathed a sigh of relief in his heart, he was really afraid of popping up a little kid wearing a belly pocket, then he couldn't accept someone.

Throwing away the funny thoughts in his mind, Ji Yuan looked around, since Yang Zong was here, then the old beggar should not be too far away, but he didn't see it, and the other party shouldn't have seen him either, otherwise he would definitely come over.

"Where's your master?"

"Master is in Jiufeng Mountain, my senior brother and I came to this Ruan Shandu market to hang out, I didn't expect to meet you, Mr., Yang Zong dare not forget Mr. Great Kindness, without Mr. and Teacher, there would be no me Yang Zong's now!"

This old emperor is really reborn, he has a great understanding between life and death, and his personality has been judged to be the same as the original one, plus he has changed his lotus root body, so it is no wonder that Ji Yuan's ears can't distinguish the voice.

Thinking that the other party was using lotus root to reshape his body, Ji Yuan couldn't help but look up and down at Yang Zong's various joints, and wondered with some evil taste whether he would often break his hands and feet?

"Uh, Mr. Ji, who is this?"

Ju Yuanzi didn't know who the person in front of him was, why did Mr. Ji call him "Your Majesty"?

Ji Yuan smiled and waved his hand towards Yang Zong, whose mental outlook was very different.

"Ju Daoyou, this one is the original Emperor Dazhen, Emperor Yuande Yang Zong. ”

"Huh, Emperor Yuande?" "Emperor Yuande!"

"What!?" "Didn't Emperor Yuan De die?"

Ju Yuanzi and Yuhuaishan were all stunned, and the Jiufeng Mountain monks on the side were not in a hurry, impatient or urging, but just carefully observed the scene in front of them.

Yang Zong hurriedly saluted everyone as well.

"Yang Zong has seen all the immortal elders, you are right, Emperor Yuande has died, and now it is just Yang Zong!"

Ju Yuanzi was surprised, and his eyes suddenly flashed, and he suddenly thought of a possibility in his heart, that is, the physical body was reshaped and recreated.

'Big deal!'

"Senior brother...... Bro...... Why are you running so fast, I can't keep up with you!"

Ji Yuan's familiar voice appeared behind him, and a young man who looked about the same size as Wei Yuansheng hurriedly ran over, holding a steaming lotus leaf bag in his hand.

He has grown taller, and his clothes have become neater, but when Ji Yuan looks at this, he thinks that he is still the little beggar he was back then.

"Senior brother, if you run around again, I won't take ...... next time"

The young man paused in the middle of speaking, swallowed the food in his mouth with a "grunt", and looked at Ji Yuan with wide eyes.

"Xiaoyou, don't you know me?"

"Mr. Ji, you are also here for the Xianyou Conference? Great! Now I have one more acquaintance with my junior brother!"

Saying that, Lu Xiaoyou handed over the lotus leaf bag in his hand to Ji Yuan.

"Sir, you try it, hawthorn glutinous rice dumplings, just out of the pot!"

Ji Yuan was not polite, smiled and reached out to take a pill, put it in his mouth and chewed.

"Fellow Daoists, I think it's better to go to my Jiufeng Mountain to settle down, and then do the old things?"

The monk of Jiufeng Mountain did not speak up until this moment, a situation similar to meeting acquaintances is normal during the Xianyou Conference, there are many immortal cultivators who are birthday stars, and it is not uncommon for many old friends to meet each other decades or even hundreds of years.

"Mr. Ji, you go first, and my senior brother and I will go back to the master and tell him that you are here. ”

Ji Yuan nodded and stepped on the Green Leaf Boat, and then the Jiufeng Mountain monk cast a spell to ascend to the sky, although he was also moving forward, but the height kept rising.

Ji Yuan turned his head to look in the direction where the flying boat was going, and under the wide opening of his eyes, he could vaguely see nine huge peaks in the sky hanging in the clouds and deep in the mist.

Below Ruan Shandu, Lu Xiaoyou and Yang Zong maintained a posture of saluting and sending off, knowing that they couldn't see Ji Yuan, so they accepted the gift.

"Master must be very happy to find out...... "Well, or rather complicated......"

"Hey!"

This senior brother has been getting along for all these years, and he knows himself very well, and he can't help but sigh, of course, on the whole, the master must be happier.

Qingye Boat was not slow, and it was already far away from Ruan Shandu in a moment, and after passing through the hazy misty clouds, Ji Yuan and the others saw the real Jiufeng Mountain Gate.

Nine huge mountain peaks are lined up, the height is different, but there is not much difference in general, among them, there are green mountains and green waters, but they are suspended on the clouds, they are already standing on the clouds, but there are still shallow white clouds above the peaks, some of the mountains also have rainbow reflections, there are more birds swimming and immortals shuttling, at a glance it is where the immortal mansion is.

"Fellow Daoists, that is where the gate of my Jiufeng Mountain is located, the nine peaks stand together in the clouds, but they are not here, a few Taoist friends will receive a token when they go, if you can't enter the mountain gate without a token, don't lose it at that time. ”

This monk's demeanor has always been polite, but this will not be able to hide the pride in his heart as a disciple of Jiufeng Mountain.

The Nine Peaks Holy Land has infinite magic methods, and it is a very face-saving thing to be able to hold an immortal tour conference, the desire of the immortal cultivators is not strong, and the worldly wealth cannot be shaken, but this face is not easy to come by, and everyone will be proud.

Ju Yuanzi also came to Jiufeng Mountain for the first time, and this was also the first time that Jiufeng Mountain held a Xianyou Conference.

Brush, brush, brush......

There were streams of light on the side, and it was a few young and young monks walking with their swords, and more laughter and laughter followed them.

"Hahaha...... I'm the fastest!" "You edgeworth are as slow as turtles!"

"See if I don't catch up with you!" "Don't run!"

The sound was far away, and the sword light went straight from time to time and spiraled from time to time, crossing the entangled trajectory, showing the wonder of the sword, just looking at the smart technique of the sword, Ji Yuan felt ashamed.

'It's all a wonderful holy scene, this trip is not a loss!'

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