Looking up, there are three flagpoles more than ten zhang high erected above the attic, and three wide flags hunt and hunt under the blowing of the sea breeze, which looks very eye-catching.

What is engraved on the flag is the symbol of the Yuan Demon Gate, the Tianyue Sect, and the Blood River Palace.

On the open space of the square in front of the attic, a high platform of seven or eight zhang high was built, and the people around the high platform were crowded, surrounding hundreds of people to scatter and cultivate.

The disciples dressed in the costumes of the three major sects were busy on the high platform at the moment, and from time to time there were loose cultivators on the high platform, as if they were signing up.

Liu Ming and his party also gradually walked to the vicinity of the high platform.

"The younger generation heard that this Dengxian Conference is mainly based on the competition and fighting method, and if you want to participate in the loose cultivation of the conference, sign up here in the three major sects, and then arrange a one-on-one competition in the ring according to the cultivation arrangement, and win three rounds to be able to pass the guò screening, and then the condensation period of the three major sects will identify the spiritual vein qualifications, if you pass the guò, you will be able to enter these Yunchuan great sect walls. The big man surnamed Yue said with a yearning look on his face.

Liu Ming's gaze fell on the disciples of the three sects on the high platform, all of whom were disciples of the spirit disciple stage, and their cultivation was no higher than the late stage of the spirit disciple.

Then he turned his gaze and looked at the tall attic behind him, where all the monks of the condensate stage were there.

He raised an eyebrow.

In his senses, a rather familiar person should be among them.

In the attic, a slender woman in white stood by the window, looking at the crowd in the open space in front of her.

The nun had a beautiful appearance, but her expression was very cold, and she was about twenty-five or sixteen years old, and she carried a white long sword on her back. A faint trace of frost sword aura emanated.

There was a sound of footsteps, and the white-clothed nun turned around. A young man walked up the stairs.

"I've seen Uncle Zhang. The young man bowed respectfully to the nun.

"Okay, no need to be polite. How's things going?" asked the white-clothed nun with a wave of her hand.

"As of today, more than 300 people have signed up for the conference. The young man said.

"Now that the number has reached the target, let's start screening quickly, the sea tribe near Shuangao Island has been a little nervous recently, we have to do our best to avoid long nights and dreams. The white-clothed nun nodded, and then walked downstairs, and at the same time commanded.

"Yes. The young man followed. hurriedly agreed, and then secretly glanced at the white-clothed female cultivator in front of her, and her eyes couldn't help but flash with awe.

This white-clothed female cultivator is not only the supreme person in charge of the Yunchuan Alliance on Shuangao Island, but also a member of the three true and six sons of the Yunchuan Alliance. It is also favored by the elders of the Yunchuan faction in the crystallization stage, and is the most promising condensation stage spirit master in the alliance today.

"By the way, what's going on with the Blood Cripple Daoist now?" the female cultivator suddenly turned her head and asked.

"Listen to the people of the Blood River Temple. Uncle Blood's injuries have not yet recovered, and he is still in retreat to heal. The young man replied hurriedly.

The nun frowned, then nodded. Didn't say anything more.

The two quickly walked out of the attic and onto the high platform in front.

The appearance of a nunnery. As a result, the scattered cultivators gathered around the high platform suddenly began to discuss.

"This senior is carrying a long sword, and it should be the person in charge of this Ascending Immortal Conference, Tianyue Sect Sword Cultivator, Zhang Xiuniang's predecessor. "Near the high platform. The big man surnamed Yue said to Liu Ming.

Liu Ming looked at the woman in white on the high platform with a somewhat stunned face.

The big man surnamed Yue glanced at Liu Ming strangely, but he didn't ask much, turned around and began to discuss with a few of his subordinates about going to sign up.

Liu Ming finally withdrew his gaze, and a hint of discoloration appeared on his face.

The seventh-life relationship with Zhang Xiuniang in the dream Gu worm illusion world made him always have a peculiar feeling for this woman.

Looking back now, it has been a hundred years later, and when we meet here again, I am naturally quite embarrassed in my heart.

Speaking of which, among the disciples of Tianyue Sect, except for the little girl Qianruping, he also has a little friendship with this woman.

However, the current situation is not convenient to meet directly, and he plans to find another opportunity to meet this woman later.

On the high platform, Zhang Xiuniang didn't notice Liu Ming, and whispered a few words to the young man beside her.

The young man nodded, took a step forward, and said loudly to the many loose cultivators in the audience: "The Dengxian Conference has been held up to today, and more than three hundred monks have signed up, and the registration for the early stage of the conference will end here. ”

As soon as these words came out, the scattered cultivators around the high platform suddenly made an uproar and buzzed into discussions.

"This fellow Daoist of the Tianyue Sect, there are a few friends below who are also interested in the Ascending Immortal Conference, but I haven't had time to get here yet, I don't know if I can postpone the registration time for a few days?" said a gray-shirted man under the high platform.

"Hehe, you don't have to worry, this time our Yunchuan Alliance has recruited more than more than three hundred disciples who have signed up at this moment, the Ascending Immortal Conference will continue to be held, if you can't catch up with this round, there will be no need to be anxious in the future. The young man said with a smile.

Hearing this, everyone in the audience immediately felt at ease.

"There is another thing, I think you all know it, now that the Sea Clan is expanding its power and hunting and killing us and other Terran monks everywhere, the high-level of the Yunchuan Alliance has decided to establish a stronghold on this Shuangao Island. However, all Terran monks, as long as their status is white, can stay here as a foreign affairs disciple of my Yunchuan Alliance, resist the invasion of the Sea Clan, and worship the superior. The young man paused and continued to speak aloud.

The faces of the scattered cultivators around the high platform changed when they heard this, and then their expressions changed, only a small number of people showed excited expressions and applauded loudly, and most of the scattered cultivators looked a little cringe.

The young man looked at the expressions of the crowd around him, frowned, and was about to say a few more words when suddenly a long laugh came from a distance.

"Fellow Terran Daoists, it's okay for you to borrow a place to recruit some disciples, but now you are blatantly expanding your power on Shuangao Island, isn't it too indifferent to us!" Somewhere on the east side of the high platform, a group of black-robed people walked over menacingly, and a mysterious voice sounded from the mouth of the leader.

Most of these black-robed people are tall and thin, with white skin, and their eyes show a strange blue, and the leader is unusually tall, with gold edging embroidered on the black robes on his body, obviously his identity is much higher than the others.

As soon as the scattered cultivators near the high platform saw the crowd coming over, their faces changed, and they hurriedly retreated to the side.

"It's a member of the Elite Clan!" The big man surnamed Yue saw that the face of the person who came also changed greatly, and hurriedly took a few of his people back two steps.

"Elite Clan?" asked Liu Ming with a moving face.

"They are the aborigines of Shuangao Island, and they are also a very powerful alien force on the island, and there are several masters of the condensation stage in the clan. The big man surnamed Yue said in a low voice.

Hearing this, Liu Ming nodded slowly, turned his gaze, and looked at the black-robed crowd, where there were several people whose aura was very different from the others.

"It turned out to be the patriarch of the Jingjue clan, Zhang Xiuniang has seen it. The Jingjue clan walked near the high platform, Zhang Xiuniang waved her hand, let the silver-robed young man retreat, and said slowly.

Zhang Daoyou was polite. Although the man in the gold-rimmed black robe spoke arrogantly just now, he still seemed to be a little afraid of Zhang Xiuniang, his pupils shrank slightly, and he said a little unnaturally.

"The patriarch seems to have some opinions about our Yunchuan Alliance coming here?" Zhang Xiuniang's eyes suddenly flashed with a cold light, and she said word by word.

"Hmph, my Elite Clan doesn't care about the battle between your Terran and Sea Clans, you can just recruit some disciples here, but if you want to establish a garrison here, you must not. The Elite Patriarch said in a tough tone.

"Oh, we Terrans don't mean to make enemies with the nobles, and we have established a stronghold here just to resist the Sea Clan. Zhang Xiuniang's eyes flashed with a burst of crystal, and she said lightly.

"Hehe, your Terran words are good, but once the Sea Clan knows what you are doing here, they will definitely send people to attack, and it is difficult to guarantee that it will not involve us, the aborigines of Shuangao Island. The Absolute Patriarch said coldly.

"Oh, what does the patriarch mean?" Zhang Xiuniang seemed to have anger on her face, but it quickly subsided and said in a deep voice.

The Terrans have established a stronghold on Shuangao Island, and they may also need to unite other forces on the island to resist the Sea Clan, so they can't be too stiff with the Elite Clan.

"It's easy to say, I heard that the Yunchuan Alliance sent three spirit masters this time, all of them are the elites of the Yunchuan Great Sect, Zhang Daoyou is a sword cultivator, presumably the strength is amazing, there are a few people in my clan who want to ask the three for advice, come to a three-on-three fight, if you win, whether it is recruiting disciples or establishing a stronghold, I will never ask half a word. But if you lose, hehe, then from today onwards, the Terran monks will not be allowed to set foot on Shuangao Island for half a step. The Elite Patriarch smiled and said coldly.

Zhang Xiuniang's eyes flashed, and she glanced up and down at the exquisite patriarch in front of her.

Although the Elite Clan had some strength on Shuangao Island, its strength was at best similar to that of a large immortal cultivator family in the Yunchuan Continent, and now it dared to openly confront the Yunchuan Alliance, which was really a bit unexpected for her.

Hearing this, the surrounding scattered cultivators also showed dissatisfaction on their faces, and they all made a loud noise.

"What, to ban all human cultivators from entering Shuangao Island, your Elite Clan is really too much!"

"Well, this is not your Elite Clan's territory. ”

"Besides, we're just casual cultivators, not people from the Yunchuan Alliance. ”

In the crowd, the corners of Liu Ming's mouth hooked slightly, revealing a sneer. (To be continued......) R1292