Chapter 507: Cultivation Conference
Hai Kui came to the door of the Yun family, and as soon as he arrived, he saw two old men with gray hair coming over, it was Yun Feixin and Yun Feibo, Hai Kui shouted: "Uncle Tai, Aunt Tai, I still bother you to come out." ”
"Haidao friends are coming from afar, they should be!" Yun Feibo said with a smile.
Several Yun family disciples looked at Hai Kui in surprise, one of them had seen Hai Kui last time, and was guessing Hai Kui's identity, what kind of identity made the venerable Yun family ancestors greet him? Xiu Wei couldn't see the depth, no matter how he looked at it, he was just a young man in his twenties and thirties.
Haikui is really a little painful about the title of this Kaido friend, but he feels that he should also have to adapt to this title.
Several people humbled each other, Hai Kui had no choice but to walk in the first position into the hall of the Yun family, there is a room next door to this hall, before Hai Kui and Yun Xiyue eavesdropped on Yun Tianheng talking to the Hao family, this time, Yun Feibo let Hai Kui into the slightly smaller room and was not in the hall of the Yun family, and ordered not to disturb.
There are still three people in the house, Yun Feibo, Yun Feixin, Haikui, or the three of them, and the others are still not qualified to sit in the house, even if Yun Tianheng, the current head of the Yun family, is still not present.
Yun Feibo sighed after seeing Hai Kui, "Hai Daoyou, in recent years, our Yun family's income has surged, and such a large family expenditure is no problem at all, but the cultivation of our two old immortals has been stagnant, and the cultivation of Tianheng's generation is also growing slowly, and other ambitious rising stars are eyeing our Yun family." ”
As soon as he sat down, Yun Feibo began to talk to Hai Kui as if he was complaining, and Hai Kui listened to him patiently in order to show his respect for the old man.
Yun Feibo said a lot, and finally said with a smile: "We still want to marry Yun Xiyue to you." ”
Hai Kui has always believed that there must be a demon when something is abnormal, and the two elders of the Yun family must have a big plan to marry Yun Xiyue, who is their great-granddaughter, to him. But Haikui didn't bother to ask, and even if he did, the two of them wouldn't necessarily say.
Haikui shook his head and said: "The two elders will call me Haikui in the future, just say, our seniority is not counted according to cultivation, but by age." I went back and thought about it these days, and now the answer to you is still not to marry Xiyue, first, I have a wife, I love her very much, I can't be unfaithful to her, our husband and wife life is also very harmonious, my parents are just ordinary people, they can't accept three wives and four concubines, I'm afraid they won't be able to stand it, so even if I marry Xiyue, in fact, Xiyue doesn't have any name and can't see my parents, I estimate that Xiyue will also feel uncomfortable, I am now spending most of my time with my family, and I estimate that I will accompany her less. Second, there is really no need to marry Xiyue to me to win me over, last time I told my uncle, I have my own sect, called the Dragon Sect, your Yun family can all join my sect, and I will accept it all. ”
Yun Feibo and Yun Feixin glanced at each other, and finally Yun Feibo said helplessly: "Since the sea is ...... Well, if Hai Xiaoyou doesn't agree, forget it, we don't force it. ”
Haikui smiled slightly, "Yes, I think Xiyue will definitely be able to find his happiness." ”
Yun Feixin nodded, and Yun Feibo let out a long sigh.
Hai Kui waited for a minute, and the two didn't speak again, it seemed that they were unwilling to join his Dragon Sect, Hai Kui broke the deadlock, "Two elders, since this is the case, I will leave first, and when the cultivation conference begins, I will help your Yun family!"
Yun Feibo frowned and did not speak.
Yun Feixin smiled dryly, "Thank you!"
Haikui didn't stay long, and after asking the specific start time of the Xiuzhen Conference, he took his leave.
There are still thirteen days left before the Xiuzhen Conference.
Since he didn't negotiate with the Yun family, the Dragon Sect is still a lonely person in Haikui, and of course there are several protectors of the original Dragon Sect, but there are still so many demon clans in the Five Spirit Transformation Beads, which is enough to strengthen the Dragon Sect.
Although the Dragon Sect represented a sect in the fairy world before, Hai Kui did not divide the demon immortals into three levels, and in his opinion, all beings were equal.
Next, it is still two points and one line from home to the starry sky, cultivating, and accompanying the family.
Time flies, and the day of the Xiuzhen Conference has arrived.
On this day, the sky is clear, the sky is clear, in the hinterland of the North Liao Mountain, here is a basin, but the barren grass and thorns are all over the mountains, the barren mountains and wild mountains are not inhabited and can not attract people, but a few days ago, the barren grass and thorns in the basin were cleared by the magic of magic, not an inch of grass was left, and the generous paving with Qinggang stone and then built a simple grass shed next to it, there is no wind in this basin, the grass shed is enough to block the rain and also enjoy the coolness, this is the site of the Xiuzhen Conference.
Haikui didn't fly with the wind and waves, and he and Ling Yan, Lao Chang, Lao Huang and his wife Han Wenxuan teleported to the top of the mountain early and squatted together to watch.
When the sun appeared, all kinds of cultivators from all over the world came, Hai Kui looked at the slowly more people and said, "Hey, it seems that the person who is the leader of this cultivation conference has some strength, otherwise it would not be possible for so many people to support the meeting, if I call someone to make a cultivation conference, it is estimated that there will be no people coming." ”
Ling Yan chuckled and said, "You don't have a name, who knows who you are." ”
"Hey, what do you mean!" asked Haikui with a glare.
"It means that you are not famous, and if you call someone to come to your cultivation conference, the other party will think it is a joke at most. Han Wen came out to play a round.
Ling Yan giggled on the side, and there was a wave of turbulence.
When the sun broke free from the embrace of the earth and jumped out of the horizon and hung high in the sky, there were already a lot of people on the Qinggang stone of the thousands of square meters of the Xiuzhen Conference. Each family is arranged into a shed, the shed is not big, only the people with status of each family can enter and sit inside, the rest of the people either stand in the shed or squat outside, from the first person came to the shed around the shack is full, it only took half an hour, the speed of the cultivator is much faster than that of mortals, if it is a mortal to participate in this kind of assembly that has no restrictions on what time you must be present, it must be a time to come when you want, and the whole scene is a constant coming-and-coming of people.
Haikui squatted on the top of the mountain and dragged a piece of grass to chew in his mouth, chewing and sucking the milk of the grass, which was slightly sweet.
Ling Yan shouted behind Haikui, "Aren't we going down yet, it's going to start right away." ”
Hai Kui didn't look back and bit the grassroots and said disdainfully: "What's the sense of going out now, wait for them to say that everyone is concentrated at the beginning, and then we will appear with a bang, then we can reflect the majesty of our first and second major factions!"
Ling Yan's eyes lit up, "Okay! ”
After a few more minutes, a bell-like voice came out, "Fellow Daoists. Then the audience fell silent, and their eyes converged on the place where the sound had come from.
After a few seconds, there was silence, and Haikui smiled and said, "Let's go." ”
Dang Xian rushed out, stretched out his hand, slapped his palm into the air, and made a rumbling sound.
The people who had just quieted down were attracted by this sound, and when they looked up, they saw three men and two women appearing in the air, looking down on everyone, and for a moment almost all of them were guessing in their hearts who was above, if they were here to participate in the cultivation conference, they would inevitably treat themselves too much, and if they were to make a big fuss, they would not look at this battle, and thousands of people drowned them with a mouthful of spit.
In a shed below, the people of the Yun family were inside, and at this time, they looked at Haikui and the others who attracted attention in the sky with complicated eyes, and Yun Xiyue was impressively in the ranks.
"Who are you?" a very imposing voice slowly came out and asked Haikui and the others.
Haikui gave Ling Yan a look.
Ling Yan took a step forward and said loudly, "I am the envoy of the first faction of the Cold Moon Sect in the world, and I heard that Er and the others are holding a cultivation conference, so I came to take a look. As he spoke, his eyes suddenly became sharp, and his momentum was amazing, "Don't you dare to hold a cultivation conference without reporting to my first faction and not notify us?"
Hai Kui looked at Ling Yan a little depressed, he just said to Ling Yan, you will appear in a while to represent the Leng Yue faction, and the momentum should be sufficient, let's be the number one faction in the world, it is OK, Ling Yan agreed, but she didn't expect that she was so hateful now, and asked why people didn't call them.
Hai Kui could only sigh in his heart that he couldn't live because he was doing evil, knowing that Ling Yan was a person who liked to make the excitement lively, and he also asked her to show that his momentum was amazing, and now it was indeed amazing.
The following instantly exploded, and many people were talking about it, almost no one had heard of the Cold Moon Sect, and even those who knew knew it knew that it was just a small faction.
This kind of cultivation conference invites all cultivators regardless of the distinction between the righteous path and the demonic path, so no one cares about the Leng Yue faction being the right demon, what they care about is that they dare to be so awesome and coax the self-proclaimed first faction, they must be ready, and some people are still looking around to see if there is a large army pressing the realm.
"The first faction in the world, hmph, why haven't I heard of any bullshit Cold Moon faction?" A middle-aged man walked to the middle and looked up.
The middle-aged man has a bald head and a majestic physique, wearing a coarse cloth shirt, with cuffs and ankles tied, and strips of cloth wrapped around his waist.
The middle-aged man stretched out his hand and hooked downward, "Come on, let me see the power of the first faction in the world." ”
The sect that held the cultivation conference was very depressed, in fact, their purpose was to gather these cultivators and then rank them through some competitions and performances, and the ultimate goal was to elect them as the leaders of the alliance, and gather these cultivators into their own circles to strengthen their strength, but where did a few people pop up, and the limelight was instantly robbed by them.
Hai Kui saw that someone challenged him, and felt that it would not work if he didn't continue, otherwise he would make the thousands of people below think that he and the others were shrunken turtles, but he hadn't signed up for the second place in the world yet.
Haikui coughed dryly, "Big brother down there, slow down." ”