Jiang Huaqing got up suddenly and said to Wu Chan not far away.

If the Zen son of Wuchan Temple can make friends, it will be of great help to him in the future to compete for Taoism in Kunlun Daomen.

Kunlun Daomen Jiang Huaqing!

The disciples of the Yunzhou Dao Palace and the Changbai Sword Sect who were present gathered one after another, they had all heard of this name, the descendant of the Purple Moon Palace of the Kunlun Dao Gate, they only heard of his name, and they didn't know what his talent was, because this person rarely made a move, and he did not leave any great reputation in Yunzhou.

However, no one would underestimate him because of his reputation, and the identity of the heir of the Purple Moon Palace alone was enough to make everyone pay attention to him.

The nine palaces of Kunlun, each of which represents the inheritance of Kunlun.

can inherit the lineage, and it will definitely not be an ordinary talent.

"Thank you Jiang Gongzi for your kindness, but the poor monk still sits casually. Wu Chan opened his mouth lightly and returned a salute.

Jiang Huaqing smiled and sat down calmly.

But if you look closely, you can see the displeasure in the depths of his eyes.

The disciples in this hall belong to him Kunlun Daomen's strongest, and he is the strongest among these disciples of Kunlun Daomen, this Zen does not sit beside him, where do you sit?

He stared at Wu Zen, trying to see where this Zen would sit.

Chen Changan also looked at the young monk not far away, and only felt that this monk looked handsome, and if he put on his hair and pretend to be a woman, he would not be inferior to the red-sleeved Oiran.

In his vision, the young monk's gaze swept around, and then slowly walked towards him.

He suddenly had a bad premonition.

"This son, I wonder if the poor monk can sit beside you?" Wu Chan stood beside Chen Changan and arched his hand.

This monk really has some Taoism, and when he opens his mouth, he gives people a feeling of spring breeze, which makes people unconsciously have a kind of affinity.

This scene fell into the eyes of everyone in the hall, and it unconsciously made people gasp, and their faces were full of surprise and doubt.

Wu Chan actually rejected Jiang Huaqing and chose this Chen Changan.

This move is a bit subtle.

The disciples of the Changbian Sword Sect and the Yunzhou Dao Palace were not very good-looking, and if it weren't for their identity as Zen sons, they would probably have to open their mouths to scold.

Many people swept their eyes to Jiang Huaqing, and saw that his face was calm, as if they didn't care about how Zen Zi chose.

Everyone thought that Jiang Huaqing was broad-minded, but they didn't know that the chill in his eyes was like ice.

Chen Changan raised his head and stared: "There is no empty seat next to me." ”

He looked quite comfortable with this Zen, but he was the one who wanted to make a good fuss at the Spring and Autumn Banquet, and he didn't want to bother him, so he refused to open his mouth.

"That's it!"

Wu Chan smiled and pointed to Chen Changan's side, and a wooden seat appeared out of thin air.

And the seat in front of the hall that was originally prepared for the Wuzen Temple has disappeared.

This hand is completely natural, without the slightest fluctuation of spiritual power, and there is no flaw in it.

Chen Changan was also slightly stunned when he saw this, and sighed in his heart that this Wuzen Temple is worthy of being a person who can make all the sects in the hall compete to invite, and the means are really extraordinary.

Since this monk has done this, he is no longer easy to refuse.

After all, those who have this means should not be afraid of him being involved.

"You may be seated!"

Chen Changan got up and bowed his hand slightly to Wu Chan, and only then did he salute him, and he should return the salute at this time.

"Thank you, Childe!"

Wu Chan folded his hands and thanked him before slowly stepping forward and sitting down.

Chen Changan also sat down.

This scene fell into the eyes of everyone in the hall, and people couldn't help but be a little puzzled, thinking that this Zen temple has no Zen temple to reach the sky, why should he be so polite to Chen Changan, a young disciple from the Jin Kingdom?

Is it because of the relationship between the demon clan?

The puzzled people looked at Bai Ya and the others in front of the hall, but they all knew that Chen Changan was protected by the demon clan in the Tang Mansion, so the people of the Yunzhou Dao Palace and the Changbai Sword Sect couldn't help them.

But it shouldn't be, Wuchan Temple is friendly with all the sects in the world, and all parties are respectful to it, so they don't need to go out of their way to win over the demon clan.

Why is that?

Many people in the hall were puzzled, and so were the disciples of Kunlun, but Jiang Huaqing, who was the leader, understood that this monk was likely to go for Tang Xuerou.

However, Jiang Huaqing was also a little puzzled, didn't Wuzen Temple not accept female disciples, did he want to break the vows for the Nine Yin Spirit Body?

"Childe is willing to enter the Wuzen Temple?"

Wu Chan looked at Chen Changan beside him and asked.

Chen Changan was stunned, he didn't expect this Zen to come to recruit him, he subconsciously looked at Tang Xuerou on the side.

Although Wu Chan's voice was small, Tang Xuerou naturally heard it.

She hugged Chen Changan's hand with a vigilant face, glared at Wu Chan and said, "He is my husband, he will not be a monk!"

When Wu Chan heard this, he smiled and said, "It's the little monk who is abrupt!"

He looked at Chen Chang'an and said meaningfully: "If the two of you don't want to join the sect, you can leave now, otherwise it will be too late and there will be trouble!"

Chen Changan looked at Wu Chan, and for some reason, he had a feeling of being seen through, as if this monk knew what he was going to do today.

"Thank you for the pointers, but I've made up my mind about today. Chen Changan spoke seriously.

Seeing this, Wu Zen stopped talking again, and closed his eyes and recuperated after saying the Buddha's name.

The conversation between the three of them was very small for a moment, and it seemed to outsiders as if they had exchanged two words, and there was nothing strange about it.

After about a while, some casual cultivators from outside Yunzhou came in the middle, and most of them came to hear the news and join in the fun.

"It is said that all the major sects in Yunzhou are here, but there are even fewer than eight years ago!"

Chen Changan swept the seats in the hall, except for the sects that had arrived before, there were no other sects coming.

He remembered that at the Spring and Autumn Banquet eight years ago, there were quite a few large and small sects in Yunzhou, although there were no transcendent forces such as Kunlun Daomen, Yunzhou Daogong or Wuchan Temple, but there were a lot of them.

"It's not much expensive, if you want to come to these big sects, those small sects don't want to come and waste time. ”

Tang Xuerou followed Chen Changan's gaze for a while, and then spoke.

This is the first time she has participated in the Spring and Autumn Banquet, and it is rare to see so many strong people.

"Well, that's right. ”

Chen Changan nodded.

Crunch –

There was a shrill grinding sound, and the two heavy doors of the temple slammed shut.

The lights lit in the main hall played a role, making the huge hall as bright as day.

The solemn ceremonies outside the Spring and Autumn Hall came to an abrupt end.

Two rows of maids came out from the back of the hall, carrying lamp oil in their hands, adding oil to every copper lamp in the main hall, and placing an incense burner on the table seat where the practitioners were seated, and lighting incense.

A quarter of an hour later, they slowly retreated.

Then it's time for the main player to play.

The String Moon Palace Master of the Kunlun Dao Gate walked out and sat down at the table.

The Mingyue Palace Lord of Yunzhou Dao Palace and a deacon also chose a table in front of the hall to sit down.

The crown prince Sima Yu walked alone to the first table of the Spring and Autumn Hall and sat down together.

Chen Changan's eyes narrowed slightly, but he didn't see the Jin Emperor, according to his memory, the Spring and Autumn Banquet has always been personally organized by the emperor of the Jin Kingdom, but it is the prince who sits on the main seat today.

"Spring and Autumn Banquet Begins!"

The sharp tone of the celebrant standing behind the hall sounded in the hall.

Then he bowed down and delivered a scroll of the decree to the prince.

Sima Yu got up and took the order, and did not spread it out, but swept his gaze over the people in the hall, and said: "My father is in poor health, I am ordered to organize the Spring and Autumn Banquet on my behalf, and I hope that you will help you." ”

"Meet Your Highness!"

In the main hall, all the people of all ethnic groups in the Jin Kingdom got up one after another and made a big salute.

Of course, Chen Changan and Tang Xuerou did not get up, but just sat calmly and looked at Sima Yu in front of the hall.

"Prince!"

A faint smile flashed in Chen Changan's eyes, and he was thinking about when the golden silk nanmu coffin in the storage bag would be sent out.

On the left side of the main hall, Zhan Xuan looked at Sima Yu in front of the hall, and for some reason, she was faintly uneasy in her heart.

The familiar angular face, tall figure, elegant and calm temperament, His Royal Highness is still His Highness, and his appearance and clothing have not changed at all.

But why did she always feel that something had changed?

Is it because His Highness has been in retreat for a month?

No, obviously he had just seen him when he came out of the customs a few days ago, and she was still dressed as usual by Sima Yu, and she didn't notice anything unusual.

Zhan Xuan couldn't say anything unusual, so he could only keep looking at Sima Yu.

Sima Yu didn't look at her, but put down the holy decree, waved his hand to signal the people of all ethnic groups in the Jin Kingdom to sit down, and then walked away from his seat and walked to the front of the main hall.

"The Spring and Autumn Banquet is about to begin, so let me announce this year's process. ”

"This year's Spring and Autumn Banquet is different from previous years, abolishing the original rules of challenging and displaying talents on their own, and testing the talents of cultivators with the screening rules set by each sect. ”

"Moreover, in addition to the sect accepting disciples, all cultivators can also participate in the battle, all the cultivators present, including the elites of the major sects, can participate in the battle, the top three have excellent rewards for heaven and earth treasures, and those who perform well will be personally accepted as disciples by the powerhouses of each sect. ”

Sima Yu's eyes swept over the people present kindly, and he spoke calmly.

When the people below heard this, they began to think.

Seeing this, Sima Yu continued.

"Before the official start of the Spring and Autumn Banquet, I, Sima Yu, on behalf of myself, sent a heartfelt message to all the Taoist friends present, wishing all Taoist friends to shine at today's Spring and Autumn Banquet and get the opportunity they want. ”

His words fell, and everyone present couldn't help but look forward to it.

Then two rows of palace maids walked out of the main hall, holding hundreds of jade boxes in their hands.

The whole body of the jade box is made of spiritual jade, exuding a crystal light and a faint aura.

These jade boxes alone will consume a lot of spirit jade.

After opening the jade box, there was a second-order healing pill lying inside.

This gift is worth at least thousands of spirit jades, and there are nearly a thousand people present, which is definitely a lot of money.

Zhan Xuan looked at the jade box in front of him and looked at Sima Yu with a puzzled face.

In her memory, it seems that there is no such arrangement at the Spring and Autumn Banquet.

Sima Yu spent so much spiritual jade to give such a gift to the disciples of various sects, what was it for?

Is it to befriend them?

But he is only the prince of the Jin Kingdom, and he has not yet entered Kunlun to practice, so it can be said that he is now a person in the world, what is the use of making friends with disciples of various sects?

Zhan Xuan was puzzled, but the uneasiness in his heart was even stronger.