Naturally, no one will stand up.

Ge Yan had no choice but to hold back an evil fire and greet Zhuang Jinju, Cao Xuan and others.

Then, thinking that there was something particular, I sat down with them.

In the attic, Jiang Yan said with a smile: "I didn't expect it to be like watching the ceremony." ”

Fu Lin didn't hesitate, "That's fine, let's show the cards." ”

Between the words, there is a strong confidence.

He didn't take the hand of the Elder of the Danding Cave too much to heart.

But the people below were not as calm as they were, and they began to talk about it.

The focus of the discussion is that there is still something in Danding Cave, not as wasteful as we imagined.

These words, of course, also entered Ge Yan's ears.

This Supreme Elder, who had regained the power of Danding Cave, didn't know whether to be happy or sad for a while.

But there is still some complacency in the end.

Outside the east gate, a gun salute rang out again.

Someone else is coming.

Is this all in time today?

When Jiang Yan saw the team clearly, he quietly tapped Fu Lin with his elbow, "This timing, it won't be arranged by Mr. Carving Dragon, right?"

Fu Lin smiled, you know.

Sure enough, none of the people who survived that year were fuel-efficient lamps.

The team walked on the golden carpet, with their heads held high, looking forward to life.

The person who should be the most calm leader has an irrepressible excitement.

It was the Sect Master of Yunmeng Sect, Jiang Cang.

He looked at the huge momentum and recalled the time of wild cultivation.

Sure enough, Li Zhangjiao and Mr. Diaolong didn't lie to me.

After him, those elders and outstanding disciples of the Yunmeng Sect all had a feeling of being dreamy.

Compared with the unsightly career of Ye Xiu at the beginning, all this in front of him is like a cloud of mud, like a world away.

At the end of the line, there were two teenagers, looking around cautiously and curiously.

Two teenagers, Childhood and Meng Xiaoniu.

It's a long way, and it's all the way to the end.

The clouds rose to greet each other, and Jiang Cang smiled kindly and kindly.

When he saw his childhood, he smiled and chatted and rubbed his head.

In the crowd of people in the audience, there was a lot of discussion.

"What kind of sect is this, it looks a little powerful!"

"yes, but it's tight. ”

"It's like you've seen other sects. ”

"You see that General Yun is so familiar with them, could it be the Xiling Sword Sect?"

"Are you stupid or not, if it is the Xiling Sword Sect, I am afraid that Yun Gongzi will have to perform the disciple ceremony!"

"That's it, the Sword Sect must have a sword, you see the Qingxi Sword Pond just now, all of them!"

Qingxi Jianchi everyone: Why did we mess with you?

"Stop arguing, just look at what they're writing. ”

In the midst of a lot of discussions, someone finally made a final decision.

On the newly set up viewing platform, Ge Yan is communicating with Cao Xuan.

"Master Cao, where are these people?

Ge Yan could naturally see that Jiang Cang and the others were all asking about the Heavenly Realm, and even Jiang Cang had a faint hint of asking about the peak of the Heavenly Realm.

Cao Xuan replied to him calmly, "Yunmeng Sect." ”

Ge Yan's eyes instantly narrowed when he looked at Gao Tai, "Ye Xiu......"

For Ye Xiu, who grew up from intrigue and deceit, Jiang Cang knew the joints in it as soon as he looked at the wall.

What's more, letting him come in at this moment must be to suppress the momentum of the big end.

So, he stood quietly, his hands behind his back, and the true yuan was running.

A strong vitality slowly emanated from his body, condensing into patches of verdant leaves.

The leaves danced gently in the breeze of the true element, and all of them disappeared into the white walls.

Then, nothing appeared.

There was a noisy discussion in the audience.

But the big guys haven't even changed their tables.

Suddenly, Jiang Cang Zhenyuan surged up, raised his hand and waved a majestic force, which disappeared into the white wall.

In the unison of everyone in the audience, inside the white wall, a green mountain slowly rose from the bottom.

The top of the mountain just opened the gap between the words "Confucian" and "Danding Cave", and squeezed them aside.

On the mountain, the leaves that had previously submerged into the white wall formed three big characters, "Yunmeng Sect".

Jiang Cang said to Zhuang Jinju: "Sect Master Zhuang, forgive me. ”

Zhuang Jinju stroked his beard, "It's okay, it's okay." ”

While speaking, the "Danding Cave" was squeezed and slowly reduced, and the word "Confucian" was just moved to a place, and the size was the same.

As for the "Qingxi Sword Pool", don't mention it, those who hear it are sad, and those who see it cry.

"Yunmeng Sect!"

"It turned out to be Yunmeng Sect!"

"The pride of our Wild Cultivation Realm!"

"No wonder it's so powerful!"

"Hmph! Ye Xiu is Ye Xiu, no matter how powerful it is, it is also Ye Xiu!"

"I'll go! You old thing, how can you talk! What if you write it! Then you go and leave a name on it!"

The audience instantly resounded with the strongest cheers from the beginning to the present, and some of the intermittent ridicule was lonely and quickly suppressed.

People will only be jealous of those who are better than themselves, and those who are too much better than themselves will only be left to admire and look up.

Since the Yunmeng Sect was born, it has instantly become the object of worship of the wild cultivators.

Jiang Cang stood on the high platform, and the disciples behind him bowed their hands to the audience.

The cheers were much louder.

"Ye Xiu is Ye Xiu! Even if you change your clothes, you can't get on the stage!"

On the golden carpet, a voice sounded in the distance, and it actually overwhelmed the cheers below.

The voice was as loud as a beast's roar, and it shook the heads of many lowly realms.

Following the prestige, a team of about a dozen people walked briskly.

In the team, all of them are strangely shaped.

Some are as burly as bears, some are as thin as vultures, and some are as cunning as fox squirrels.

It turned out that the cheers just now were so loud that people didn't hear the salute.

Jiang Cang's face sank, but he was not directly angry.

After all, he is now the sect master of a large sect, and he can no longer think of being Ye Xiu like he did back then, and he picked up the bricks and took pictures without saying a word.

The clouds fell

, stand in the middle of the road, greet.

But to the arrogant and domineering bystanders, it looks like he's getting in the way.

"Who are you, dare to stand in the way of our Beast God Sect, don't get out of the way quickly!"

A thin man with an obscene face scolded him.

Yunluo remained silent and looked at the burly and majestic-looking man in the lead.

Because, it was he who just opened his mouth to provoke Yunmeng Sect.

The man glared at the thin man lightly, and hugged his fist towards Yunluo, "My sect has no barriers, General Yun don't blame you." In Xia Shanhu, the sect leader of the Lower Beast God Sect, he had seen General Yun. ”

It seems that Fang Cai's offense can be exposed so lightly.

Xia Shanhu glanced at Yunluo without a trace, observing this person's watch.

This small action revealed that he was not really domineering, nor was he really stupid.

The Beast God Sect is not well-known in the world, and this time it can only be used to compete for the five sects.

Fang Cai's actions were nothing more than an attempt to quickly make a name for himself in the Five Sects Conference.

He knew how powerful Yunluo, the master of Changzhou City, had, and he didn't dare to make a mess.

Therefore, he must apologize, but the words and gestures of this apology have been deliberately pondered.

As long as Yunluo doesn't care, in hindsight in the eyes of the rest.

That is the majesty of his Beast God Sect.

Because of Yunluo's age, Xia Shanhu had a contemptuous heart, thinking that his careful thinking would not be noticed by Yunluo.

In fact, Yunluo saw it clearly.

But he didn't say much, just turned his head slightly and looked next to his seat.

There, on a chair a little back, sat a young man who had just arrived.

He looked at Xia Shanhu, and his voice was calm, "Beast God Sect? ”

Hearing this, Xia Shanhu's heart sank, and the person in front of him was also a cultivator.

Although he was just a Ning Yuan Realm who could be trampled to death with one foot, he was not stupid.

There is no one who can stand here, and he can kill at will.

So, here's the problem.

Fang Cai's vigorous and domineering appearance, can he admit it at this moment because of a Ning Yuan Realm?

Xia Shanhu looked speechlessly at Jiang Cang, who was standing on the high platform and looked like he had nothing to do with himself.

Your uncle, the opponent I obviously want to find is you!

He snorted coldly, "In this Changzhou City, could it be that there is still someone who can be the master of General Yun?"

The young man put his hands behind his back and smiled slightly, "Introduce yourself, in Xia Chi Xuance, I am the chief envoy of the Beiyuan Mission." ”

I don't be the master of Yunluo, I just take care of you.

Xia Shanhu instantly sweated on his forehead.

Since you are going to attend the Five Sects Conference, who would not collect newspapers.

As long as the newspaper is collected, who doesn't know the relationship between Chi Xuance and Emperor Yuan.

If the day has changed, these mountain sects that can't move their nests, where do they still have the ability to confront the imperial court.

Since the establishment of the Heavenly Court, the son of this cultivation world has become more and more nested day by day.

Xia Shanhu was instigated and became a sick tiger.

I didn't think about it, late

Xuan Ce didn't mean to embarrass him, but took the initiative to apologize to Yunluo for him.

Then let them listen to the words of the host, follow the customs, and follow the host.

It is subtle, and it seems incredible to everyone in the audience.

But none of the big people present who could be the masters of a sect were surprised.

Xia Shanhu's original goal was also achieved by a small half, and he was beaten by Chi Xuance again, and honestly climbed to the high platform.

"Helping outsiders suppress their own people? Lord Chi's stock is crooked!"

Before Xia Shanhu could mention words on the white wall, he heard this voice and felt a wail in his heart.

Is this a matter of turning the page?

I don't need you to help me get ahead!

If you want to go against the court, don't take me with you!

He turned his head and looked at the group of people walking slowly on the long golden carpet.

The head is as big as a bucket.

It's a problem.

Because, it was the Golden Sword Sect that came.

At the big end, in the battle of swords, the sword overpowers the sword;

But in the northern abyss, the sword has always suppressed the sword.

Of course, this is also due to the scarcity of disciples of the Divine Book Sword Furnace, and they can't escape from the world.

If you really want to talk about the top combat power, it's hard to say.

But outsiders only look at the results, and in their eyes, the Golden Sword Sect is the undisputed number one sect in the Northern Abyss.

Not only are there many disciples, but there are also outstanding disciples from time to time.

For example, Helian Qingshan.

Therefore, the upper echelons of the Golden Sword Sect were not very afraid of the imperial court.

Chi Xuance frowned and was silent.

Yunluo stood up and looked at the comer.

The leader is a majestic man like Xing Zhaoyuan, the owner of Hengduan Knife Village, a typical grassland person.

He smiled at Yunluo, "General Yun, we grassland heroes don't like those bells and whistles, so they said what kind of salute to put off, I refused." ”

Yunluo said lightly: "It's okay!"

The man looked at Chi Xuance who was frowning and silent, and snorted coldly: "Master Chi, do things kindly, don't turn your elbows out." ”

The tone of the mouth is clearly a lesson.

Or to put it more ugly, it's called reprimand.

Chi Xuance regained his composure and did not fight back-for-tat.

What he needs to think about is the overall situation of the entire Beiyuan.

If he had a big conflict with the Golden Sword Sect......

So, he can endure it.

However, there are those who disagree.

Yunluo looked at the man, "Do you think the Beast God Sect is doing the right thing?"

The person headed by the Golden Sword Sect obviously didn't expect Yunluo to suddenly attack, and his face was puzzled.

So Yunluo asked again, "Do you think the Beast God Sect is doing the right thing?"

Zhuang Jinju opened his mouth slowly, "First distinguish between right and wrong, and then talk about the country." ”

The atmosphere in the field was tense for a moment.