The method of Tianxin Sect is still heavy on the induction in the dark, Yue Wen said that it is not good, since no one dares to be careless.

However, since the arrival of the people in the Sword Gate, a few days have passed, and no one has come to find fault.

The monks of the three sects stayed in the courtyard honestly, and naturally they would not go out to find themselves bored.

Until this day.

The feast began, and the heroes gathered.

In the boundless sky, an auspicious cloud suddenly flew in.

Above the auspicious clouds, there are thousands of rays of light and thousands of rui qi, and the thirty-three days of the palace and the seventy-two treasure halls are all on it.

Glazed tiles, Ming jade walls, colored stone bridges......

In the gushing of the spiritual spring, some spiritual fish shuttle up and down, and between the breeze floating, from time to time, the essence of plants and trees transforms into human shapes and flies and plays.

With the rich aura and luxurious furnishings, even the monks of the Three Realms and Seven Sects were dazzled for a while.

In the big world of Dousu, you can also make such a show.

But in the face of the pressure of Heavenly Court, all the spirit stone treasures will be used on the blade, and no sect will be so extravagant.

Even the imperial family of Daqian took solemnity as the core, and even strictly forbade the holding of extravagant and wasteful banquets.

"Guys, please come here!"

The monks of Tiangang Sect led the way, and their eyes when they looked back at the people of the three sects were also full of pride and disdain.

It's like looking at a group of dirt buns who have never seen the world!

"Concentrate and don't look around!"

Ling Pei let out a low snort, causing the group's gaze to converge a little, and at the same time, he also walked on a wide cloud platform.

The Yuntai covers an area of 10,000 acres, and there is a spiritual plant in the center, with one hundred and eight spiritual fruits on it.

The spirit plant is about more than ten zhang high, the branches and leaves are luxuriant, the whole body is colorful, and it is like a flying phoenix spreading its wings and soaring from a distance.

It's that Fengxiang Divine Tree!

It is said that this tree blooms and bears fruit for 10,000 years, and the spirit fruit has the miraculous effect of nourishing the original god, and it is the top spiritual fruit in the eyes of the original god monks.

In previous years, there were only thirty or forty fruits hanging on this tree, but this year, the spirituality has exploded, and there are many of them.

At this Tiangangmen feast, all the sects that come to the meeting will have spiritual fruits to give away.

"Three. ”

The Sword Gate monk who led the way walked to the end of the right side and pointed to the three stone benches: "This is your position. ”

“......”

Looking at the round stone bench that was no more than a foot high and the size of two palms, Sun Heng and the others couldn't help but be silent.

There are even many disciples with anger in their eyes, and the aura on their bodies surges, as if they are about to explode at any time.

Not to mention that there are more than ten primordial gods of the three sects, just this position and stone bench are enough to make people annoying!

"Thank you. ”

Yue Wen spoke in time to stop the strange atmosphere in the field, and then slightly folded her skirt and sat down slowly.

"Hey!"

Ling Pei shook his head and sighed, and also sat down: "A little resistance is nothing, but it seems that our trip is going to be fruitless again." ”

Sun Heng, who was sitting together, nodded lightly.

At their level, it is the norm to not add honor and disgrace, and it is rare to change joy and anger.

But what they care about is not whether they are respected, but the problem that the other party's attitude shows.

Tiangangmen deliberately made it difficult, obviously extremely unwelcoming to them, outsiders in the Dousu Great World.

I'm afraid it's a waste of time for them to make this trip!

In a short time, a group of monks on the cloud platform had arrived one after another.

And sitting down around the three sects, there are all unknown people who have never heard of it, although they are known as the masters of a sect, their cultivation is only in the late stage of Jindan.

Even the disciples behind the three of them are far inferior!

"Boom ......"

With a loud knocking sound, several rays of light fell from the sky again, and then four figures fell.

"The middle two are Yuan Keshi, the master of Tiangang Gate, and Yan Mingtu, the elder of Taishang. ”

Yue Wen's body was slightly sideways, and she opened her mouth to Sun Heng and introduced: "The other two are Murong Zhao, a person from the Lockyun Cave Scattered Cultivation Heart and the Master of the Tianxia Sect, and they are both the four tribulation primordial gods who are extremely famous nearby. ”

"I have visited the Tianxia Sect and dealt with Murong Zhao, this person is a little cold and arrogant, and he is extremely unwilling to see me!"

"Hmm. ”

Sun Heng nodded silently, his brows furrowed slightly.

He noticed that since the four of them appeared, their eyes had hardly moved here, which was a bit deliberate!

Even if you don't want to see it, you don't have to look at it, right?

Suddenly, a haze rose in Sun Heng's heart, and in the dark, the Yuan Shen also had a slight abnormality.

"Everyone!"

Yuan Keshi stood on the top of the cloud platform and bowed his hand to everyone: "You have come from afar, Yuan is very grateful." ”

"Don't say much, go to the immortal brew, the spirit fruit, play music, dance!"

At the sound of an order, a group of grass and tree spirits with wings on their backs immediately appeared on the cloud platform, they held cups in their hands, and there were wine-brewed spiritual fruits on them, and they were sent to the stone platform in front of everyone one by one.

Every house has a stone platform in front of them, even the lonely and nameless are no exception.

Only in front of Sun Heng and the three of them, they share one!

"Ding......

The crisp sound of the piano lingered in the air, and more than a dozen female cultivators dressed in colorful fairy clothes and with ribbons in their arms fluttered in, dancing gracefully, changing their bodies with the music that came from nowhere.

The music is beautiful, the dancing is exquisite, and the wine-brewed spirit fruit stimulates the taste buds, which can be described as multiple enjoyment.

The immortals on the gimbal also shook their heads, immersed in it, and their faces were pleasant.

The three of Sun Heng, who are expressionless, are also exceptions!

And their expressions also made some people unhappy.

"How?"

Yan Mingtu, the Supreme Elder of Tiangangmen, looked at this side with a slightly gloomy gaze: "But the banquet of our Tiangangmen is not in line with the minds of the three of them?"

"Don't dare!"

Ling Pei Yaoyao arched his hand and said: "Your Sect's wonderful realm, we envy it in our hearts, but the Three Dao Seven Sects fight with people all the year round, and the coercion is always there, so I don't dare to enjoy the beauty of dance and music." ”

"Oh!"

The corners of Yan Mingtu's mouth curled slightly, and he said in a cold voice: "Daoyou mean, I am waiting for pleasure and wasted my days?"

As soon as these words fell, the audience couldn't help but be silent.

For the monks of the three sects of Jianmen, Danding, and Tianxin, although all the cultivators present turned a blind eye, they actually paid attention to it secretly.

Their every move also affects the nerves of others.

"Fellow Daoist, why do you say this?"

Ling Pei's face was stunned, and he hurriedly spoke: "I have no such intention in the next place, we can't do the banquet of your sect if we want to, only envy!"

"Humph!"

The first person on the left snorted coldly: "Why do you have to explain, as soon as you come, you will have a stiff face, and it is clear that you are not happy with the banquet." Or, do you have an opinion about us?"

"...... Jong Do-woo"

Ling Pei obviously knew the other party, and he was about to defend himself when he got up, but he was stopped from afar.

"I heard that hundreds of thousands of people in the Dousu Great World have been fighting constantly, and the disciples of the Three Dao and Seven Sects are all experienced and good at fighting. ”

Murong Zhao, the master of the Tianxia Sect, said coldly: "Why don't we see and open our eyes?"

"Not bad!"

Yan Mingtu nodded: "This sect's feast also has the inheritance of the Dao Interpretation Method, but I don't know who is present, I want to see the immortal method of the Dousu Great World?"

"The Houtu Sect is willing to give it a try!"

"The Hidden Sword Gate also wants to see the Divine Power of the Sword Gate!"

“......”

Suddenly, there was a sudden uproar in the field.