Chapter 113: Immortal Conference
At this time, the Soul Returning Incense, who was in the Blue Sea Wonderland, knew nothing about what was happening in the South China Sea.
The sky is clear and the sky is high and refreshing.
Due to the heavy rain that had just fallen last night, the air was unusually fresh.
Wisps of white clouds moved slowly in the sky at an imperceptible speed, making the people under the white clouds lazy.
At this time, the soul returning incense was under the white clouds, looking at the sky quietly and leisurely.
The empty field, so quiet that there was no one but himself.
Rejuvenating Incense was lying on the grass in great relaxation at the moment, as if it were the lawn in his own yard and not outside.
Although he was lying down, he was cross-legged, with his hands on his chest, and a piece of grass in his mouth, which looked very funny.
A gust of wind blew off a few leaves from the branches above his head, and the fallen leaves fell on his face and body. But, as if he didn't feel anything, he still lay there with his eyes closed, motionless.
After a long time, the soul rejuvenating incense finally opened his eyes lazily. But he still didn't get up, just lay there looking at the sky.
With a "poof", a small pebble hit him in the face.
He still didn't get up, his body seemed to be stuck to the grass.
A shadow hung over his head and spread all the way to his chest.
"Hey! ”
A clean and crisp voice sounded above the head of the rejuvenating incense, and the green figure of the green wren appeared.
Soul Returning Xiang didn't even bother to raise her eyelids, and still said lazily: "What are you doing?"
The green wren squatted on top of his head, staring at him with big round eyes and said, "Why are you still here?!"
Soul Returning Fragrance said slowly: "How about the beginning?"
The green wren glared and said, "What do you say, as the immortal in charge of the Yuanmu Hall, how can you be absent from the opening ceremony of the Immortal Art Conference?"
Soul Returning Incense said: "Whether I go or not, the ritual will not change much, so why should I go?"
The green wren glanced at him and said, "Don't you want to be so chic." You, the person in charge of Yuanmu Hall, are quite easy. ”
Soul Returning Fragrance said calmly: "That's." Come, let's lie down here and look at the sky and relax. ”
The green wren pouted, "No, I'm not so easy." ”
Soul Returning Incense was unexpectedly docile today, and she didn't raise the bar with her, but just stretched her waist and said, "The weather is pretty good today!"
The wren responded, "Hmm. Sunny. ”
Then, she paused again, looked at the face of the soul rejuvenating incense and asked, "Is it really okay if you don't show up at such an important opening ceremony?" Also, where did Bai Wei and Xia Bing go? It stands to reason that the two of them should also be"
The sun rose higher and higher, and he was a little sleepy from the sun, and he actually closed his eyes again.
The wren poked him in the shoulder impatiently and said, "Hey! Why don't you answer me?!"
The rejuvenating incense seems to have heard it, but it doesn't seem to have heard it. Just a symbolic "um" and then fell asleep.
The green wren was so angry that he wanted to kick the lazy immortal in front of him like a pig.
The Immortal Conference was about to start, and he was still so calm, lying here calmly basking in the sun, not at all worried about what would go wrong at the opening ceremony of the Immortal Conference.
The wren blew hard into his face, then shouted into his ear, "Hurry-up-come-!
The rejuvenating incense was still indifferent, as if she had slept very deadly.
Suddenly, he stretched out an arm and quickly reached out to the wren.
With a "plop", the green wren was unstable in his center of gravity and fell directly on his chest.
"Boom", the moment it touched the chest of the soul rejuvenating incense, the face of the green wren instantly became as red as a rouge gouache.
"You, what are you going to do?" she looked so frightened that she forgot that the most important thing she should do at the moment was to get off his chest.
Soul Returning Fragrance said lazily: "Don't do anything." If I want you to calm down, it seems that this is the only way. ”
The wren cried out, "You pervert, aren't you afraid that others will see and ruin your image?"
Soul Returning Fragrance said disdainfully: "I don't care so much, there is no difference between men and women, in my eyes, you are just an ordinary friend, so I have never regarded you as a woman." ”
The wren said, "But I don't mind! I'm not interested in you, what's more... ”
Soul Returning Incense raised her eyebrows and said, "What's more?"
Then, she tilted her head to the side and said, "Anyway, you can't treat me in a way that you don't think matters!"
Rejuvenating Incense teased, "Oh? really?"
The wren said seriously: "Of course. ”
Rejuvenating incense teased: "Then why are you still reluctant to leave my arms now? Could it be that I guessed that you really have a crush on me?"
Only then did the green wren realize that she had been falling into his arms, and her face was even redder, like the sunset on the horizon.
She quickly got to her feet, ready to flee from the embrace of the Soul Returning Incense.
Unexpectedly, she was just about to get up, but she was dragged down by the soul return incense.
It's just that he finally let her go and pulled her to his side and lay down.
Soul Returning Fragrance said leisurely: "Come on, relax here together, it's just the opening ceremony of the Immortal Art Conference." Life is long, and everything is fleeting. ”
The wren didn't say anything more at this time, because her heart had been running around with the fawn. Although the Soul Returning Fragrance felt that it didn't matter, the green wren was not him after all.
Now she pretends to be calm on the surface, but in fact, the dark tide is turbulent in her heart.
Oops, you don't really like to be tempted by the man next to you, right?
No, absolutely not, let alone that he is an immortal, even if he is an ordinary person, as an immortal in the blue sea fairyland, he can't like others at will.
The wren forced himself not to think about it anymore, and emptied his brain and stared straight at the scenery in the sky.
At this time, the venue of the fairy art conference is full of people and bustling, which forms a strong contrast with the quietness here.
Busy figures shuttled through the venue.
Since the convener of this session is Bai Wei, most of these busy figures are immortals from Baicaotang, and of course, there are also immortals sent by other ministries to help.
However, the main lord Bai Wei is trapped in the Golden Dragon Palace at the moment, so he can't get out at all.
Baicaotang and the surrounding area, which are very quiet on weekdays, have become busy and full of people at the moment.
Starting from the stone road leading to the villa, outside the gate of the villa, there are two rows of small immortals standing in turn to welcome and solemnize.
The lodge is filled with countless large round tables, and the round tables are now set up with dishes and chopsticks, as if to celebrate in a big way.
Fortunately, the villa is large enough to accommodate at least a hundred tables when viewed from above.
At this time, some people had already walked into the villa, in groups of three, in groups of two, talking to each other.
The little immortals of Baicaotang were busy up and down at the moment, some went to greet the new guest and take him to the arranged seats, and some ran to the kitchen to make tea for the newly arrived immortals.
Most of the people present now are some young immortals who are still shallow in the blue sea fairyland and their immortal skills are still weak.
And those immortals with higher status, especially the hall master and deputy hall master who are in charge of the eight departments, arrived a little later, which is also the so-called leadership style of "coming out after a long time, still holding the pipa and half covering his face".
Time passed little by little, and the immortals in Baiwei Villa gathered more and more, and the air was filled with noisy sounds.
Even though Baiwei Villa is large enough, it is still very crowded and crowded with all the immortals in the Blue Sea Wonderland.
Since Bai Wei was the immortal who had cultivated in the Blue Sea Immortal Realm for the longest time, except for the elders of the Blue Sea Fairyland, naturally the people who knew him were also the most.
Along the way, when you meet acquaintances, you will inevitably have a greeting.
The Immortal Conference is a rare event in the Blue Sea Wonderland once in a hundred years, and its grand occasion can naturally be described as rare in a hundred years.
Today is just a simple opening ceremony, but its momentum is beyond the reach of ordinary venues.
Not to mention the hundreds of little immortals lined up outside the gate of the villa, the grand scene inside the villa is even more difficult to describe in words.
As soon as you enter the left side of the gate, there is a very strange-looking thing.
It resembles a flat plate, but it is a completely transparent material that reflects a brilliant rainbow of light when illuminated by daylight.
Standing on the edge of this transparent tablet turned out to be the most stern and serious immortal in the Blue Sea Wonderland-the green wren.
The green wren didn't know when he had come to the scene of the immortal conference from the soul returning incense.
She had transformed into a beautiful girl at the moment, and she was still wearing the long blue-green dress, which set off her turquoise eyes and deepened them.
The difference is that today, her special long light blue hair was not pulled up, but scattered, and a diagonal braid was braided on one side, although it was simple, but it made people feel very comfortable and relaxed after looking at it.
However, the green wren's expression was as serious as ever.
I saw that her body was motionless, and her eyes were always staring at the "transparent tablet" beside her, looking from afar, like a still statue.
From time to time, immortals enter the gate of Baiwei Villa. The strange thing is that every immortal who enters the gate will walk up to this "transparent tablet", point with his left hand, and draw something in front of this board.
Miraculously, along with the place of their fingers, traces of golden light appeared on the "transparent slab". If you look closely, it turns out to be a variety of different names.
The most peculiar thing is that after those names are suspended on the "transparent tablet" for a moment, they quickly fly into the tablet and disappear like a wisp of green smoke.
It turned out that this was the sign-in board of the Blue Sea Wonderland.
All the immortals who come to the opening ceremony must sign in here to prove that they have indeed come to participate in the ceremony, as a sign of solemnity.
Just as the green wren was seriously staring at all the immortals in front of him to sign in, the rejuvenating incense suddenly walked out of the crowd.
With a dashing wave of his hand, he drew a graceful arc in front of the sign-in board and quickly signed his name.