Everything in the immortal cultivation world is divided by strength.

Even the treatment is the same.

Gu Yun looked at the long table in the distance, many monks were sitting on wide chairs, with spiritual tea in front of the table, and a little boy serving in the back.

Look at the foundation-building monks on the side of their hall, one by one huddled on the wooden chairs like little monkey cubs.

The treatment is really a heaven and a place.

Although he was a little unhappy in his heart, Gu Yun also knew that his strength was not good, so he forcibly suppressed the flame in his heart, and began to look around the table under the turn of his spiritual eyes.

In front of the eye, about 200 monks sat there, talking to each other.

At the top, there were a few well-placed seats vacant, all of which seemed to be reserved for monks with heads and faces. Most of the monks on the field were between the early stage and the late stage of the realm, and there were no peak monks.

However, even so, Gu Yun still found a few acquaintances.

The Qingluan Huofeng couple from Yuhaimen sat on the wide chair on the left with cold faces, looking at the eyes of the monk opposite, looking more and more unkind.

Coincidentally, the two of them were watching the ancients of the Yuehua Gate and the Heavenly Demons of the Poison Spirit Gate.

Nine times out of ten, it is because of the grudge against the treasure in the Moon Spirit Palace.

Being stared at like this, the ancients were a little unhappy, and the anger in their hearts suddenly rushed up.

With a slight push of the palm, slap it against the table.

"Smack!"

"Aren't you convinced?"

"Hmph, what are you not convinced, I didn't expect that Gu Daoyou had a lot of means, and in the end he actually united with the Demon Sect to deal with us. Even Wen Daoyou died tragically in your hands, fortunately, my wife and I have good means, otherwise I am afraid that I will also be poisoned by you!"

"Poisonous hand, isn't the Fire Phoenix Daoist talking about it? Fighting for treasures is originally your life and death, what is there to talk about. You are only one monk who died, and our Yun Ji Daoist Friends and Li Daoyou have all fallen into the hands of the two of them, haven't they been poisoned by your husband and wife? Hmph, even the Red Fire Daoist Friends have been seriously injured, and you are considered to be enough. It makes sense that those two treasures ended up in the hands of me and my brother. ”

Here, Qingluan was just about to stand up, but was stopped by a Qingxumen elder above.

"Okay, don't quarrel, now discuss the enemy's plan, if there is really any personal vendetta, it will not be too late to wait until the war is over. ”

Hearing this, the two sides had no choice but to give up.

The fact that this combat conference can be held in the Qingxumen Hall can also be regarded as a portrayal of strength.

Whether it is the good and the devil or the neutral sect, they must give some face.

"It turned out that the Moon Spirit Hall was fighting for treasures, and in the end, it turned out to be this result. Gu Yun was quite surprised after hearing this. At the same time, he began to worry about Lan Ruobing.

She followed the old monster of Red Fire, and the old monster was seriously injured, but she still hoped that Lan Ruobing would not have any accidents.

As he was pondering, a sharp voice suddenly came into the room.

"Yo, fellow Daoist of Tianji, you Taoist priests came early, why are your waists sore. The monks of the Taoist sect just love to put on music and ask us to come here for a meeting, but the person in charge of them has not shown up for a long time. ”

"Huh~!"

As soon as the words fell, a bald middle-aged man in a green robe sat on the first wide chair on the right hand side of the upper part of the voice.

Just looking at his figure, Gu Yun felt like he was falling into an ice cellar, and he couldn't help but feel cold on his back.

As soon as they saw him coming, the Demon Dao monks and the figures of the neutral sect on the right all stood up slightly, showing their respect for him.

Vaguely, Gu Yun heard the monk next to him exhale the name of the Heavenly Curse Gate Sea Old Demon in horror.

"I didn't expect Brother Hai to really come, seeing that Brother Hai is so good-looking, I'm afraid it won't be far from breaking through the Yuanying realm. Well, the juniors are so polite. ”

The old demon of Tianji, who has always been arrogant, actually bowed to him with a bitter face.

Obviously, the other party is a demon giant who is much more difficult than him.

"It's not so good to touch the bottleneck. By the way, didn't the old poison of your Poison Spirit Sect come in person this time, the old man still wants to fight with the three lilies. After replying a little disdainfully, the old man suddenly asked with interest.

"Hehe, I'm afraid I'm going to disappoint Haisen. Uncle Shi, he retreated three years ago, and he would not come out of the land without results. Otherwise, we would not have sent me out to represent this meeting. ”

"Oh, huh! I really let the old horseman take the lead. It's no wonder that only monks below the age of Yuan Ying are allowed to participate in this war, and the old monsters are so arranged that it is really incomprehensible. The look of disappointment on his face was immediately apparent, and the old demon didn't say anything more, and simply lowered his head and tasted the spiritual tea.

"Hey, hey, what can't Brother Hai figure out, our southern Xinjiang is just this big fart. If those primordial old monsters come in to participate in the war, the supernatural power that destroys the world will not be able to level the southern frontier. ”

"Huh~!"

The white light flashed, and a horse-faced old man with a fairy wind bone sat directly on the second wide chair on the left, looking at the sea old demon with a mocking face.

"Isn't this Brother Yufeng Dao of the Green Bull Pavilion, why did the Green Cow Crown send you to the meeting?"

"Our Qingniu Guan is not as powerful as your Heavenly Mantra Sect, and there are only two monks who can handle it, and Senior Brother Yunfeng still has to stay in the sect, so Xiao Lao'er has to come by himself. ”

"I'm still a fart, if I don't fight this battle well, I'm afraid there will be no place to run. ”

"Huh~!"

The firelight flickered, and a red-robed man simply sat on the second wide chair on the right, sitting next to the sea old demon.

"Fire Demon, you actually came in person?" The old man on the other side looked a little surprised when he saw this person.

"Why can't I come, although I advanced a few years later than you, but I have finally reached the peak realm. Why, Old Man of the Wind You look down on me, do you want to try it out?" said the fire demon, his eyes flashed red, and he was about to attack.

"Hehe, Brother Fire is angry. I certainly didn't mean that. Everyone knows that your Huoyun Sect is just a second-rate sect in Southern Xinjiang, and there is no primordial old monster in charge. The door depends on you to carry the tripod, in case you fall, the Fire Cloud Sect may disappear in the southern Xinjiang. You see, the old man thinks about you. ”

"Fart. Now that the big war is imminent, if you don't do your best, how can you defeat a strong enemy. Although our Huoyun Sect is a small sect, it is not like your so-called big sect that only knows how to preserve its strength, and it is also fucking to send people to stay behind, hehe. After saying that, the fire demon and the sea old demon looked at each other and smiled.

With these words, he almost didn't mad the old man of Yufeng, stood up and stomped his feet on the spot.

"Haha, Brother Yufeng, you still have such a temperament, how can you advance to the Yuan Infant Realm with such a mentality. ”

"Even if you are, you are not afraid of the juniors next to the hall laughing. ”

"Hm~hmm~!"

Two streamers of light burst through the doorway, and finally sat on the first and third wide chairs on the left.

Sandwiched the old way of the wind in the middle.

The man looked to be in his forties, dressed in a purple robe.

When Yuhaimen Qingluan Huofeng saw this person coming, they all quickly stood up.

"Uncle Yue, why did you come. ”

"Hehe, isn't this the way to let you meet the Bingling Daoist friend of the Purple Spirit Sect, just talk a few words. The principal hasn't come yet, haha, don't worry, you can sit down. The purple-robed man waved his hand casually and motioned for the two to sit down.

"Yes. When Qingluan Huofeng heard this, he didn't dare to say anything, and immediately sat back in his place.

The woman, known as Bingling, was dressed in a royal blue dress and had a rather attractive figure. The aroma kept coming out of his body, causing many male monks on the side of the hall to blush and be a little intoxicated.

"The relationship between the two of you is really the envy of the old man. Yufeng Lao Dao glanced left and right, and spit out a sentence helplessly.

At this point, except for a wide chair at the top of the long table, the left and right rows were already full.

Together with the five Jiedan Peak Monks, they waited so hard.

Suddenly, the space in the hall trembled sharply.

The cyan ripples above swirled out, and then an indescribable terrifying pressure dissipated on the monks on the field.

For example, the five people at the peak of the Jiedan were all forced to breathe by this powerful spiritual pressure, and the other Jiedan monks couldn't even lift their heads.

As for Gu Yun and other foundation-building monks next to the hall, they were even more chilling and shrunk on wooden chairs.

"This is the Yuan Infant Monk!"

Gu Yun couldn't help but feel a pang in his heart.

"Wow~"

It bloomed like a lotus flower, and the light flashed in the cyan ripples, revealing a silver-haired old man in a green robe coming out.

When it appeared, the pressure disappeared on its own.

"Qingyan senior!" The monks at the table all stood up and bowed respectfully to the old man together.

"It's okay, they're all monks from Southern Xinjiang, let's sit down. Qingyan Lao Dao calmly waved at everyone.

"Yes!" the monks nodded and sat down.

"The situation is urgent, and the old decay will not talk nonsense. As you must know, this war is related to the survival of my sect in southern Xinjiang, so before the war, the elders of each faction and the elites of the younger generations were called here. Considering the topography of southern Xinjiang and the spread of exercises, only monks below the age of Yuan Ying are allowed to participate in this war, which is considered for our sake. Forget it, let's not talk about that. What I want to tell you is that I have sent the Ancient Defense Great Array Nine Sons Heavenly Spirit Array, and at the beginning of the Great War, I will send Qingyu Senior Nephew to personally preside over the core formation base. Now, Qingyu's nephew is leading people to set up the magic circle in Yanmen Canyon, so everyone can rest assured. With this magic circle, it must not be difficult to block the first few waves of attacks of the Turkic tribe, which can cost them a lot of mana. Once their mana is insufficient, it will be the time for our southern Xinjiang monks to counterattack. After speaking, Qingyan Lao Dao's gaze swept to both sides.

"Nine Sons Heavenly Spirit Great Array? Really, that's great! With Qingyu Daoist Friends presiding, we can rest assured. The monk surnamed Yue on the left was the first to nod his head and say yes, which was the first sycophant.

Next to him, the old man and the ice fairy also nodded again and again.

"It's just that defense also consumes a lot of mana. The fire demon spat lightly, and just wanted to continue, but was stopped by the sea demon next to him.

"Hehe, what Huo Xiaoyou said is very true. Therefore, in addition to my Qingyu nephew presiding over the core formation base, there are also eight auxiliary formation bases in the east, west, south, north, southeast, southwest, southwest, and northwest that need to be presided over by a monk who is not weak in cultivation. ”