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Hearing this, Yu Fan was a little puzzled. "Then the Dream Divine Code can't be printed out, one copy for each sect? Why are the four sects going to such great lengths to fight over it?"

Since he joined the Tiangong Sect, he has rarely left the sect. Apart from being familiar with Kaizhou, where the Tiangong Sect is located, he knows very little about other places in China.

Although Zuo Wanqiu kept looking at Yu Fan when he spoke, his real purpose was to show off his knowledge in front of Duan Qing.

But seeing Duan Qing's expressionless face, as if he didn't care at all, she couldn't help but feel very unhappy, feeling that all her talk was in vain.

However, since Yu Fan asked, she had no choice but to continue talking patiently.

"The Dream God's Code is the Supreme Secret Code of the Dream God Sect. It records many of the Dream God Sect's incredible methods. This is the only copy. I have never heard of a copy!"

"However, the four sects were all originally branches of the Dream God Sect, and they all know the contents of the Dream God Code in detail. The competition for the Dream God Code is just for a situation, to prove that they are the orthodox Dream God Sect."

"Since the four sects agreed to compete to determine the custody of the Dream God Code, and there was no internal fighting, the strength of the four sects has gradually grown, and they have become the four major sects in Jizhou!"

"As time goes by, the Dream God Code is lost in the long river of time, but the competition between the four sects has become a tradition among the four sects. It continues and is held every ten years. It is called the Wheel of Dreams Conference."

"Later on, this round of Dream Conference gradually evolved into a grand gathering of all the sects in Jizhou. Its original intention was for the four sects including the Great Dream Sect to compete for the custody of the Dream God Code, and it became a stage for all the sects in Jizhou to compete and show their strength. "

"The current Dream Conference is hosted by the four sects including the Great Dream Sect in turn. Judging from the fact that so many monks came to the Dream City along the way, it seems that this Dream Conference should be held in the Dream City, hosted by the Dream City. Zong presides over it.”

Speaking of this, Zuo Wanqiu's face showed a look of yearning, and her eyes were very excited.

Huangzhou is adjacent to Jizhou. She has heard this dream conference mentioned countless times since she was a child, but she has never been lucky enough to participate in it.

I didn’t want to go back to Jizhou this time, but I might just happen to meet him!

She is a lively person by nature, so how could she easily miss such a grand event?

"So that's it. Thank you Daoist Zuo for clarifying my doubts. It seems that the Wheel of Dreams Conference is really a rare event!" Yu Fan touched his bald head and looked a little excited as well.

He has never seen much of the world, so why wouldn't he want to see this grand event in Jizhou?

Duan Qing couldn't help but sigh secretly when he saw this scene. He was aware of this dream conference. In the memory of Senior Yuan Wuwu, he had also witnessed this event.

When he saw the Great Dream City before, and when he met so many monks rushing towards the Great Dream City on the way, he speculated that it was probably the Wheel of Dreams Conference!

It is human nature not to love excitement, so naturally he came to Middle-earth to have a good time traveling.

However, he possesses the Suzaku Transformation Technique and is blessed with many hidden dangers. Before he obtains the identity of a member of the Shinto Sect and eliminates the hidden dangers, how can he bother to watch the excitement.

But looking at Zuo Wanqiu and Yu Fan's excited expressions, he knew that he couldn't persuade them.

It seems that we have to delay some more time!

"This girl knows the origins of the Wheel of Dreams Conference very clearly!"

At this time, a gentle female voice suddenly sounded behind Duan Qing and the others.

The three of them looked back together and saw a group of more than a dozen women, led by a middle-aged woman, stopping behind the three of them and looking at them curiously.

The group of people were uniformly dressed in sky-blue robes, with a moiré pattern on the base and gold thread on the edge, which was really exquisite.

Among the dozen or so people, the middle-aged woman, whose Taoist robe was obviously darker in color, was looking at Zuo Wanqiu warmly. It was obvious that this was the person who had spoken before.

Zuo Wanqiu was obviously stunned when she saw the group of people, and then hurriedly saluted the middle-aged woman and said: "It turns out that he is a senior of the Yunmeng Sect. I have made false remarks about your sect before. If I have offended you in any way, please forgive me."

The cloud-patterned Taoist robes of the Yunmeng Sect were unique in Jizhou and easy to identify. How could she not recognize them.

The middle-aged woman had a warm look on her face and waved her hand slightly. "Girl, there is no need to be cautious. It seems that you are not a member of the four sects of our Dream God, but you know the origin of the Dream Conference so clearly. However, you are much better than some guys who have forgotten their roots."

"Friend Daoist Lan is wrong. In this life, there is a long road ahead. How can we always be obsessed with the past!"

As soon as the middle-aged woman finished speaking, a rough voice sounded from behind her.

The middle-aged woman didn't look back when she heard this, and said calmly: "Without the past, there is no future, right?"

It was as if he already knew who was coming.

"Haha, I haven't seen you for many years. Fellow Taoist Lan is still so eloquent and changeable!"

As the visitor spoke again, a slovenly man with a beard and two young men appeared in the sight of Duan Qing and others.

"I haven't seen you for many years, but my railway friend is still as charming as ever!" The middle-aged woman cast a sloppy glance at him from the corner of her eye and shouted, calmly.

Although his words were polite, everyone present could hear the irony in his words. How could such a slovenly man look so elegant?

"Hey, you made Fellow Daoist Lan laugh!" The sloppy middle-aged man said it in one stroke, not caring about the middle-aged woman's sarcasm.

With the two young men behind him, he strode to the side of the middle-aged woman and looked at Duan Qing and the others, seeming quite interested.

"Well, the magic weapon-level machine crane turns out to be a little friend of the Tiangong Sect!"

After saying this, he turned his attention to Zuo Wanqiu. "The little girl must be from the Huangzhou Zuo family."

"As for this young friend...!" The sloppy man's eyes finally fell on Duan Qing, and his tone was a little hesitant, obviously he could not see Duan Qing's origin.

"I am a casual cultivator, meet the senior!" Duan Qing bowed to the sloppy man.

"I see!" The sloppy man nodded slightly and retracted his gaze from Duan Qing.

It's strange that the girl of the Zuo family and the disciple of the Tiangong Sect would travel with a casual cultivator!

Zuo Wanqiu was wondering at this time. It was not strange that the sloppy man could recognize Yu Fan as a disciple of the Tiangong Sect through Yu Fan's mechanical bird. After all, the mechanical treasures are only in the Tiangong Sect in the Central Plains, and they are very easy to identify.

But why could he recognize that she was a member of the Zuo family?

You know, she didn't have any marks of the Zuo family on her body, and she didn't wear anything that could identify her identity.

Could he have seen her?

The middle-aged woman from Yunmeng Sect obviously couldn't stand the sloppy man's rash judgment of someone's identity.

"Friend Tie, you're not afraid of getting tongue-tied. How do you know that this little girl is from the Zuo family of Huangzhou!"

The sloppy man looked at the middle-aged woman meaningfully, pointed at the flying sword in Zuo Wanqiu's hand and said, "This little girl's top-grade spiritual flying sword is called Tianhe!"

She only said the name of Zuo Wanqiu's flying sword, but didn't explain it further.

But as soon as she said this, the middle-aged woman snorted coldly, and walked into the city with a dozen women behind her without saying a word.