A hot golden invitation slipped from the void to the sky above Luoxia Island, and then accurately fell into Lin Feng's hands, and when he opened it, it was actually issued by the Holy Alliance, which said August 18, Star Island, Spirit Fruit Event.

This spirit fruit event is organized by the Holy Alliance, a grand ceremony presided over by the first master of the Xingqi Islands, Xingsheng Yuanjun, will invite all the colleagues of the Xingqi Islands to participate together, and there will be many rare and strange spirit fruits in the form of rewards in the ring, the purpose is to enhance the cohesion of the entire Xingqi Islands and fight against the sea clan monsters together.

Lin Feng seemed to be very calm in the past few years, but that was because Lin Feng had not been here for a long time, and the local monks who had a little cultivation would not forget the horror when the beast tide came, it was a cruel struggle that even the Yuan Infant Monks could fall.

Immediately, Lin Feng found Luo Shang, and then said to him: "I will go to the Spirit Fruit Festival in three days, I don't know how long it will take to come back, I may be here to help you suppress those unscrupulous foundation building monks, as soon as I leave, I am afraid that they will be disobeyed, this is the method of inducement forbidden in their personal bodies, you can take it, and destroy it after memorizing it." Then he took out another jade slip and handed it to Luo Shang's hand.

Luo Sheng subconsciously took the jade slip in Lin Feng's hand, and then exclaimed: "Spirit Fruit Festival, the seniors have been invited." ”

Lin Feng looked at Luo Sheng with such a surprised look, and suddenly had some doubts, but then Luo Sheng explained it, this is what Lin Feng understood, it turned out that not everyone could receive an invitation to this Spirit Fruit Festival, and the lowest cultivation of the monks who went to participate in the Spirit Fruit Festival was all in the late stage of the Spiritual Fruit Festival, and not all the monks in the late stage of the Formation were eligible to get the invitation, and Lin Feng was able to get the Spirit Fruit Festival with the cultivation of the middle stage of the Spiritual Fruit Festival, obviously because his strength was recognized.

Lin Feng thought about it a little and knew the reason, it must be because he killed Qingfengzi, he already had a strength comparable to that of a monk in the late stage of Jiedan, or even a higher strength, and it was this battle that also made him famous, and these factors combined to make himself, who was originally extremely low-key, get an invitation.

After figuring it out, Lin Feng also smiled, since the invitations have arrived, let's go on a trip by myself, not to mention that it is still hosted by the Holy Alliance, although the major factions are also involved, but it can be regarded as their own home field, and I am afraid that no one will openly go wild in Xingdao.

Three days passed in a flash, early this morning, Lin Feng sorted out his clothes a little, and then set off from Luoxia Island, Star Island and Fuzhou City are different, Fuzhou City is on the periphery of the Xingqi Islands, and Star Island is in the center of the archipelago, the distance between the two is not too far for the Jiedan monk, but it will take some time to rush there, in order not to delay the auspicious time for the start of the grand event, Lin Feng chose to go a little earlier.

When he was about to get closer, Lin Feng had already come to the air in front of Star Island, and Lin Feng in the distance began to press his cloud head, after all, this was the territory of the Star Saint Yuanjun, the Yuanying Great Monk, if he openly flew to the sky above the Star Island, it would inevitably be a little too rampant, and even the heads of other sects or the island owners of the Yuanying Monks at the same time would not dare to be so rude.

After Lin Feng landed on Star Island, he immediately thought that the Zhuji monk stepped forward, and after Lin Feng showed his invitation, the Zhuji disciple respectfully took Lin Feng to the venue of the Lingguo Festival, but it was on a spiritual lake, the surface of the Linghu Lake was unusually wide, and the lake surface was orderly arranged with many white jade tables floating on the water, and the fiery red red jade was seated. At the forefront of these jade tables and jade seats, there are also some exquisite pavilions carved from a single piece of cold jade, which are also suspended above the surface of the lake.

In addition to these jade tables and pavilions side by side, there is also a wide stone ring in the center of the lake, which is still exquisite, and there are also mysterious formations depicted on it, and Lin Feng's own formation attainments can't help but feel admired.

At this time, there were already a lot of monks scattered on these jade tables and jade seats, Lin Feng used his divine sense to secretly sense, and the monks who were doing in the direction were really the same as Luo Sheng said, none of them were lower than the late stage of the Jiedan, and there were many monks at the peak of the Jiedan, at this time Lin Feng knew that the Xingqi Islands were also a hidden dragon and a crouching tiger, where could he meet so many high-level monks in ordinary times.

Under the leadership of the disciples of Zhuji, Lin Feng achieved his own seat, and at the same time, there was a beautiful maid who immediately presented spiritual tea and spiritual fruit, and after a little bit of the surroundings, he found that his position was still very backward, although he did not sit in the last one, but it was almost the same, Lin Feng couldn't help laughing at himself.

For Lin Feng's arrival, the other monks also paid attention to it, and they all looked at it back and forth, and a large part of the monks gave up with a bland glance, but there were still a small number of monks sitting in front of them who glanced at Lin Feng with a slightly disdainful look.

Lin Feng was not annoyed by this, Lin Feng knew that no matter where there would be such a group of superficial monks who looked down on people with dog eyes, if he was angry about this, Lin Feng might not be able to achieve his current achievements.

As time passed, more and more monks came one after another, and the jade table and jade seat were full at this time, but the cold jade pavilion was still empty.

At this moment, everyone heard the Zhuji disciple standing at the door to greet the guests suddenly shout in a long voice: "Guishui Gate, Guishui Yuanjun has arrived." ”

When Lin Feng heard that it was the first to arrive of Guishui Yuanjun, this Guishui Yuanjun is the Taoist number inherited by the head of Guishuimen, and every head of Guishuimen is called Guishui Yuanjun, and the real name of this year's head of Guishui Gate is Luo, and many monks are also used to calling him Luo Yuanjun.

I saw that after the Zhuji disciples who greeted the guests finished shouting, a continuous splash of water rose under the feet of this Zhuji Yuanjun, and floated to the top of a cold jade pavilion at a distance of one foot from the ground.

For these Yuanying monks, there is no longer a priority of position, they all choose their favorite seats in the order in which they come, this Luo Yuanjun is a relatively low-key character at first glance, even as the head of the Guishui Gate, he did not choose a front position, but sat down in the last Hanyu Pavilion.

In this regard, Lin Feng couldn't help but glance at the middle-aged infant monk in the aqua blue robe a few more times, and seemed to feel Lin Feng's eyes, Guishui Yuanjun couldn't help but set his eyes on Lin Feng, Lin Feng was suddenly shocked, this Yuanying monk was so alert, his own obscure gaze was discovered by him, and then Lin Feng didn't dare to look at it, and honestly sat in his place.