The Youth Conference is approaching, and the Emei faction is rarely enveloped in a warm atmosphere, and from morning to night, you can hear the sonorous swords and shouts of the disciples competing in martial arts. The Emei faction firmly believes in the indisputable way of Buddhism, and has always been interested in the distinction between the advantages and disadvantages of such rankings. However, this time the conference was held in this sect, and for the sake of the reputation of the sect, the disciples should not take anything seriously.

The people of Huangwan Village at the foot of the mountain learned that this time the Youth Conference was held in Emei Mountain, and they were also very busy.

The new initiation disciples in the sect took over the work of the senior brothers and sisters, taking care of the mountain roads, washing and cleaning, cooking and watering flowers, and practicing martial arts, all of which fell on Yuan Hao and others. Fortunately, in these three months, everyone has learned a lot, but it is not too much to cope.

Yuan Hao and Du Zhengxian were entrusted by Yuanru Shitai, and instructed their disciples to tidy up the courtyard, eat meat and food, and prepare enough wine.

Originally, all the disciples were unconvinced, in the past three months, although they knew that Yuan Hao and Du Vying were the first to practice, they were indeed more than one step above them, but this matter was a common event for everyone, why should they listen to the words of the two?

Especially Huo Chun and other black-clothed children were the most dissatisfied, and the opposition rose one after another, and most of the civilian children did not dare to speak. If some of the disciples couldn't see it and tried to dissuade them, they would laugh and stare coldly, so that the common people would be frightened and bowed their heads in silence.

Yuan Hao came over obediently and said with a smile: "Who said that all our disciples are equal, and there is no distinction between high and low. His turtle grandfather's, a good one to cross the river and tear down the bridge, forget it cleanly, haha, haha!"

I saw Huo Chun's face change, how could he not know what Yuan Hao said, it was exactly what he once said, and now when he mentions it like this, anyone will remember what he said at the beginning.

Huo Chun glanced at him and said, "Yuan Hao, what do you mean by this?" He didn't call Yuan Hao "Brother Yuan" before, but changed his name, and his voice was cold.

Yuan Hao said, "Brother Huo, I naturally don't mean anything. I'm just afraid that someone will forget, so I'm kind enough to mention it, and I have a sincere heart, and there is no second heart. 」

Huo Chun was even more annoyed, his eyes were full of hatred, and he said, "This Yuan Hao, knowing what I mean, dared to deliberately pretend to be crazy and stupid, causing me to lose a lot of face!

Seeing that many children were mentioned by Yuan Hao, they came to their senses, and looked at Huo Chun with slanted eyes, with a look of suspicion and disdain. Huo Chun's face was hideous, he endured his anger, snorted, and left with the group of black-clothed disciples.

Yinghai Island and the two of them have helped to do chores in the Jueqian Pavilion and entertain all kinds of gamblers, and most of the gamblers are flamboyant tongues, and their hands and feet are not clean. Most of these new disciples are young and do not have deep knowledge, so even if they are fighting, how can they be two opponents who have experienced a lot of battles? In addition, with the support of the two masters, it is not difficult to deal with them, and they are like fish in water, and they don't need to say three sentences, and the disciples are already convinced.

Three days passed in a hurry, and the next day was just dawn, and the rooster crowed, breaking the peace of dawn. Firecrackers have been set off in Huangwan Village at the foot of the mountain, crackling and crackling, firecrackers rang out in unison, and the smoke in the sky suddenly filled the streets and alleys, white and vast, and nothing could be seen. But I listened to the joyful sound of the farmers in Huangwan Village, beating gongs and drums, and the streets were boiling, and the grand occasion was unprecedented, so it was not lively. When there is little, when the warm sun comes out, I see the spring is bright, cloudless, and the breeze brings flowers and birds, which is a rare good weather.

The Emei faction has been busy since dawn. At that time, a male disciple hurriedly ran up the mountain road, and said nervously on his face, "It's coming, it's coming! The three factions of Fuxian, Xingyun, and Qilu have left the inn and arrived at the bottom of the mountain!"

Yuan Hao's eyes rolled, and he said, "The three sects of the Gu Fu Immortals just arrived yesterday, and they arrived early this morning, which is enough to give the door face. He nodded at the moment and said, "Can you trouble any friend to go to Huazang Temple to report the news?"

A female disciple walked out with a smile and said, "Yuan Hao, let me go." As he spoke, he lifted his breath and ran to the top of the mountain.

They all rushed to look at the male disciple and said, "Friend, I would like you to ask the disciples under the mountain to prepare tea and snacks for the three factions to enjoy, and then take the guests to the mountainside pavilion for a short rest. The male disciple answered and ran down the mountain again.

After a while, I saw that Yuanru, Yuanrong, and Dingning had arrived one after another, changed into a more formal robe, and went to the halfway up the mountain to welcome the three factions of Gu Fuxian.

Yuan Hao and Du rushed to follow the three masters for granted, and walked down step by step along the mountain steps, the two of them only felt that their hearts were pounding violently, and they were really uneasy, and they frequently stopped and breathed until their minds gradually stabilized, and then they continued to take steps. This stop and walk, a lot of distance behind the three divisions, they noticed it, and hurriedly quickened their pace and ran to the mountain pass.

I saw that the huge open and flat land was crowded with the disciples of the three sects of Gu Fu Immortals, with countless heads, and at first glance, there were more than hundreds of people. The robes of the disciples of the three factions are divided into three colors: blue, white, and yellow, which are the three factions of Xingyun, Fuxian, and Qilu. But seeing that the disciples of the three sects were talking to the disciples of their own sect, they treated the disciples of the other two sects as if they had never seen them before, and no one looked at anyone.

Yuan Rushi took a few steps and greeted him. Yuan Hao lowered his head and secretly looked forward, and saw the three people at the top of the three factions, the big man on the left had a fierce face, a beard on his face stroked by the wind, and his cold eyes were terrifying, it was Song Tianxiong of the Nebula Sect; Yuan Hao glanced at the person on the right, and saw that this person was a little younger than Song Tianxiong and Fan Quzhi, wearing an earthy yellow cloth robe, with his hands behind his back, a smile on his face, a gleam in his eyes, and an introverted momentum, both of whom were masters of extraordinary martial arts.

Yuanru Shitai looked from left to right, stayed at the person on the far right, and said with a smile: "Amitabha, poor nuns are round, welcome the three. I haven't seen him for a few months, Fan Zhangmen, Song Zhangmen, and ...... The head of the family, today the three young talents of the noble faction came from afar, and the poor nuns have lost their welcome, sin, sin. As he spoke, he whispered another sentence, "Amitabha."

Fan Quzhi smiled and said that he didn't dare, and said: "Why did Mrs. Shi say this, our friends in the rivers and lakes all know that your sect believes in Buddhism and rarely interferes in the mundane affairs of the rivers and lakes. 」

Song Tianxiong heard that Mrs. Yuanru had placed herself behind Fuxian and in front of Qilu, and he was slightly dissatisfied in his heart, but he didn't show his face, and said with a smile: "Master Fan is right, if you don't leave Mrs. Shi for a long time, it's good that Mrs. Fan is healthy. I don't need to care about this little thing. 」

The remaining middle-aged man also laughed, saw that his eyes were lined up, and said, "Master Fan and Master Song are right, to be honest, Qi Mou came this time, not for victory or defeat, but to let the disciples in the sect open their eyes and explore the top martial arts of the Emei faction, so that they can know the prestige of the master. 」

When Yuan Yuan heard this, he finally understood, it turned out that the yellow-robed man in front of him was the head of the Qilu faction who had not been seen at the Fuxian wedding.