Mo Ming walked on the street, thought about it, and chose an inn that was not very big to live in first.

Luo Jian Sect will hold a Dao Conference, and disciples from various sects will come, especially those Dao Zi with extremely high talent and cultivation.

This was the best news that Mo Ming had heard when he came to Luo Jianzong.

Because as early as in the small world of the Rakshasa Sect, Mo Ming knew that Uncle Sihai was the Taoist of Luo Jianzong, and his status was not low, so if Uncle Sihai had returned, he would definitely participate in this Dao Conference.

"I don't know what level Uncle Sihai's cultivation has reached now, if he sees me now, he must be surprised, right?"

Mo Ming smiled unconsciously, lying on the bed, and didn't go to cultivate, just lay quietly, thinking about the information he heard along the way.

Since Luo Jianzong is the host of this conference, it goes without saying that Luo Jianzong's Daozi will inevitably participate.

And in addition to the first time, the Daozi of the major sects belonging to the Moro country will also come.

Not to mention that he may see Uncle Sihai, and even meet Senior Brother Murong Qingzhuo.

And since the farewell of the Rakshasa Sect, Mo Ming may not have seen his senior brother for a long time, thinking about it, after nearly two years, the senior brother's cultivation must have made great progress.

In addition to the senior brother, there may be some familiar faces, such as Qin Xiaocheng, Wang Meng, Liu Ruyan and other faces that Mo Ming has a deep memory will appear at the conference.

How will they feel when they see him?

Mo Ming didn't know, he just suddenly lost a smile, remembering that in such a situation, the person who survived in the end was also a great blessing, and everyone's opportunities were different, which was really not something they could decide.

Perhaps, from the very beginning, they thought that he had died in the Rakshasa Sect!

Thinking of this, Mo Ming still shook his head, because even if those familiar faces would come to Luo Jian Sect, he would not be able to see them.

He didn't want to go back to the Hundred Refining Sect, from the beginning, Mo Ming had no such intention, on the one hand, because he didn't want to be confined to one sect and wanted to find all the clues about the changes in Tongtian Mountain, and on the other hand, it was also some antipathy to the Hundred Refining Sect in his own heart.

This kind of antipathy, if it is said to be jealousy, may be more appropriate.

Although Mo Ming couldn't say why, as long as he remembered the old man who brought him into the sect in the first place, that is, his nominal master, he felt a chill.

Of course, this feeling is not that he thinks that the master has done him any harm, but just an instinctive perception of danger.

It was as if the longer he stayed with the old man, the more dangerous he became.

"Well, let's figure out what this Dao Conference is all about!"

After thinking about it for a long time, Mo Ming fell into a deep sleep, and it wasn't until he was exposed to three strokes in the sun the next day that he woke up.

After some washing, Mo Ming sat in a corner of the inn hall, eating the spirit fruit and drinking the old wine with every sip.

There's no better place to get the news than a tavern inn.

Not far from Mo Ming's side, there were monks sitting in twos and threes, drinking old wine like him, and talking to others without a match.

"Have you heard? Yesterday, the disciples of the Dayan Holy Land had already come, and as soon as they came, they injured one of the disciples of the Poison Sect!" Suddenly, a young monk who had only cultivated in the early stage of foundation building whispered to the person beside him.

"Is it? The disciples of the Great Yan Holy Land dare to be so arrogant? This Dao Conference is owned by the disciples of all sects, except for the open Dao Duel, no one is allowed to fight in private, so aren't the disciples of the Dayan Holy Land afraid that Luo Jian Sect will intervene arbitrarily and expel them?" said with a frown.

"Hehe, brother, you're wrong, maybe an ordinary Dayan Holy Land disciple might really be expelled if he does this, but the identity of the one who came yesterday is not ordinary!

"Yu Bansheng?

Someone exclaimed, as if they had heard of the name of this Holy Son for a long time, and couldn't help but shake their heads and sigh: "No wonder, with his identity as the ninth generation Holy Son of the Great Yan Holy Land, he is one point higher than the Dao Sons of all sects! It is reasonable for Luo Jian Sect to turn a blind eye to this, and it must have been extremely humiliating to think that the monk who was beaten must have been extremely humiliated, if that Yu Bansheng hadn't stepped into the Immortal Dao a little later, I am afraid that he would have become a member of the Tianjiao who returned from the extraterritorial battlefield now." ”

"Yes, calculate the time, in another month, the extraterritorial battlefield will be opened, and the previous generation of Daozi will return, and I don't know how Yu Bansheng would feel if he met those returning Tianjiao!"

"Who knows? However, after the opening of this extraterritorial battlefield, in another ten years, this generation of Daozi will also go to the extraterritorial battlefield to fight, I heard that this conference is held for this purpose! And the time is set for three days!"

"What? so fast, have all the Daoists of the various sects already arrived?" someone asked in amazement.

"Of course, the disciple of the Great Yan Holy Land yesterday was the last to arrive, and basically the disciples of all sects had already entered the main peak of the Luo Jian Sect half a month ago. ”

"And I also heard that there are a lot of fairies from the Yuxiao Spirit Sect, and those are all great beauties, all of them look like flowers and jade...... Hehe......" One person let out a strange laugh, and his voice was very sharp.

"Be quiet, you are not afraid that your words will be heard by those fairies, those fairies don't look at all the beautiful flowers, but they are all with hard thorns, and some of them are even more vicious than some men!

When the man heard this, his face turned pale immediately, and he sneered: "Hehe, I, that's what I said, everyone should not have heard it, just haven't heard it!"

When the man heard this, he sneered, and he didn't know if he was really frightened, or if he thought of something, and his face turned pale.

Suddenly, everyone who saw this scene burst out laughing, and they really felt something interesting about this person.

Suddenly, at this moment, a monk who had never spoken asked in a low voice, "So, three days later, this Dao Conference will be held on the main peak? Isn't it that we can't all go there? The main peak is strictly forbidden for any disciples of other sects to enter, unless there is an invitation or someone to lead it!"

"No, I've already received news from a friend of mine, three days later, the Luo Jian Sect Master Summit will open, and at that time, as long as it is a monk, even a loose cultivator with no sect or sect can enter!

"Moreover, don't forget, the main purpose of convening such a conference this time is to select people with good enough talents, and the extraterritorial battlefield is not something that only the Daoists or disciples of the various sects can enter......

......

At noon, Mo Ming left the inn, and when he heard those people talking, he already had a general idea of what was going on at this Dao Conference.

Three days later, it will be the time of the conference, when not only the Taoists and ordinary disciples of various sects will participate in the ceremony, but also scattered cultivators from all over the world.

There was one thing that Mo Ming was very surprised and strange, because this conference seemed to have special restrictions on cultivation.

Only monks who have attained the foundation building period or the Jindan stage are eligible to participate in the Dao Discussion Competition, while monks below the foundation building period or above the Jindan stage can only go into the mountain to watch.

In the competition in the conference, the monks of each sect can not only verify their own cultivation and Taoism, but also get a lot of cultivation resources if they win, which is what the major sects have prepared in order to let the disciples of this generation improve their cultivation as soon as possible and go to the extraterritorial battlefield to fight in ten years.

Of course, it is the same for all the participating monks, even if the final winner is only a casual cultivator, they can still obtain rich cultivation resources, or spirit stones, or elixirs, or all kinds of heavenly and earthly treasures that are rare in the world.

Even, if the qualifications are extraordinary enough, they will be directly absorbed by some major sects to become monks of their own sects, so as to obtain more cultivation resources to break through the original cultivation.

Mo Ming didn't want to participate in this discussion conference, he just wanted to see if he could find Uncle Sihai through this, or if he could meet his sister Mo Xin.

As long as any of these two points are achieved, Mo Ming will be satisfied with this trip.

As for those so-called heavenly treasures, Mo Ming was also moved in his heart, but he was still very clear about his current situation.

Because if he wants to participate, there are only two identities that can be chosen for him, one is as a disciple of the Hundred Refining Sect, and the other is a casual cultivator.

Disciple of the Hundred Refining Sect, this identity must not be thought about, Mo Ming has decided not to go back, naturally he will not contact those familiar faces again, and if he participates as a casual cultivator, with his cultivation, even if he does some disguise, someone will inevitably see it.

At that time, it would be better if the identity of Senior Brother or Qin Xiaocheng and others was revealed, but if the news that he was still alive spread and was known by his master or anyone who had a holiday with him, it would be troublesome.

You must know that in the small world of the Rakshasa Sect, there are not a few people killed by Mo Ming, and he doesn't want to expose himself without the protection of the sect.

Leaving the inn, Mo Ming went all the way to Luo Jianfeng's main peak, he wanted to enter the main peak as soon as the conference opened, so as not to miss the opportunity to find Uncle Sihai too late.

And now that he has made a decision, on this trip, Mo Ming has made up his mind to keep a low profile, and he also used some camouflage techniques obtained from the killer Wang Tuozi to change his appearance and aura, in case he will be recognized inadvertently.

However, others didn't recognize Mo Ming, and when Mo Ming came to an open square market closest to the main peak, he unexpectedly saw a familiar figure.

The man was a fair-skinned man dressed in a purple robe, his face was extremely handsome, and there was a kind of softness that did not belong to a man, which was said to be handsome, but it was more appropriate to describe it as gorgeous.

If you look at it from a stranger's point of view, you will only think that this life is indeed handsome, but there will be no doubts.

However, Mo Ming didn't think so, because he was so familiar with that face that he recognized it at a glance, and while he was greatly surprised, he couldn't help but wonder.

He stared at the person carefully for a few moments, until he made sure that he was not mistaken, and he couldn't help but mutter.

"It stands to reason that she shouldn't be here!"

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Sorry for the late update.

The third volume is almost over, and I have to finish and sort out the content of the fourth volume, so the thinking is very uncomfortable, Kavinka's wants to vomit blood, let's leave this chapter tonight, please allow me to sort out my thoughts and continue tomorrow night!

Please believe that this book will definitely get better and better!