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Chapter 20

The people who will participate in the Fairy Conference have already been decided. Gu Ziming looked at the list of people and twitched his mouth. Although he didn't like to take care of the sect's affairs, he also felt that this secret operation was too conspicuous. All members of the Tiandao Reward Committee Participate, a lot.

Gu Ziming felt that there must be a misunderstanding, but the disciples of Qin and Mo firmly insisted that this is what the people want, and they voted by secret ballot, and they opened the box to vote on the spot, and there was absolutely no black whistle in it.

Gu Ziming felt that he had underestimated the dark force of the Heavenly Reward Committee, but it was too late and he could admit it.

He Chunlin, as the director of the Tiandao Rewarding Committee and Wang Cheng's family members, naturally had to follow the main force to participate in the immortal meeting. Gu Ziming and Gu Ziji would also attend, and three disciples selected from Congqin and Mo's generation would follow behind him. A cheerleading team of more than ten people.

He Chunlin was so excited that he couldn't sleep all night. He tugged at Wang Cheng's loose sleeve and kept nagging.

"Xiao Wang, you must remember, don't go too hard this time, the ranking is not important, the important thing is the experience!"

Wang Cheng put his hand on He Chunlin's head, "I will win."

He Chunlin didn't care about these things. To him, he asked Wang Cheng to go to the Immortal Discussion Conference just to join in the fun. Although Wang Cheng climbed up the Wentian Ladder and became a monk in the middle stage of foundation establishment, he had no actual combat experience. There is a great opportunity, but He Chunlin feels that some things can be done step by step, and there is no need to go to the sky in one step.

But even though he thought so in his heart, when he saw Wang Cheng's slightly bright eyes, He Chunlin's words became, "That's natural."

Wang Cheng was happy, and He Chunlin realized that the white jade hairpin on Wang Cheng's head had disappeared. He thought he had misread it, so he blinked and looked again, "Where's the hairpin?"

Wang Cheng lowered his head in embarrassment, a little panic flashed in his eyes, "I'm sorry... I was careless..."

"Lost it?" He Chunlin understood.

Wang Cheng's ears felt a little hot, he pursed his lips and nodded slowly.

"When did you lose it?" He Chunlin was dazzled by the joy of the reunion, and now thinking about it, he found that he had overlooked more than one or two things.

"Ask the ladder..." Wang Cheng spoke in a low voice, and he dodged a little.

"That's it..." He Chunlin clasped his hands together, then smiled and said to a sneaky cat, "Then you have to explain it to me."

Seeing that He Chunlin did not intend to be angry, Wang Cheng summoned up his courage and said, "Okay!"

"Let's go, let's go to bed and have a good conversation."

Without further ado, He Chunlin pushed Wang Cheng to the bed, his smile getting bigger and bigger, and Wang Cheng's face was flushed like a boiled shrimp.

He Chunlin, who was full of food and drink, was beautiful in his heart, but he lost a hairpin, and He Chunlin didn't care.

What he cares about is how cool it is!

Moreover, he has a lot of money, so it is no problem to buy one back!

The next day, the participants of the Immortal Discussion Conference boarded the road to the Discussion of Immortal Conference. The large force marched all the way, and finally arrived at the site of the Fairy Discussion Conference.

The Immortal Discussion Conference is held every year in the world of cultivating immortals to promote the friendship between the various sects and enhance mutual affection. The competition has always followed the principle of friendship first and competition second.

When discussing Sendai, both parties will sign an accident statement, stating that if there is an accident, they will not be held accountable. Although there will be bloody cases from time to time when discussing Sendai, it is just a case, and people from various sects also expressed their understanding.

This time, Wen Tianzong, who had disappeared for 500 years, finally appeared on the stage of the Fairy Conference again, which is very eye-catching.

Both Gu Ziming and Gu Ziji were used to it. Those who came from the great sect didn't expect such an occasion, but the disciples behind them all looked nervous, and some of them walked with the same hands and feet. Only the members of the Tiandao Rewarding Committee walked with their heads held high and their spirits in good spirits.

He Chunlin was very conspicuous in the team. Many monks glanced over and found that He Chunlin had no cultivation level. People without cultivation level came to participate in the immortal meeting?The monks present looked at each other in blank dismay, expressing that they did not understand what Wen Tianzong wanted.

When Gu Ziming and Gu Ziji were seated one after another, everyone realized that the man with no cultivation had also sat down, surrounded by several elders from other sects.

"Director He, people from our sect also organized a supervision of immortal cultivation with reference to Director He's plan. Thanks to Director He's reminder, the effect was particularly good."

"Director He, it is the first time for us to carry out this kind of supervision. If there are any deficiencies, please correct me, Director He."

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These elders of the sect are none other than the elders who went to Wentianzong as investigators a few days ago. After they learned the scriptures from He Chunlin and went back, they immediately demanded that the whole sect must be fully supervised and inspected. A person who is usually arrogant.

Of course, the effect is absolutely remarkable, and the small shoes are firmly worn.

Seeing the sect master crying and fussing at them, and those senior brothers kept stuffing them with spirit stones, spirit herbs and pills, they were so happy!

This is all thanks to Director He!

Standing on the highest point of morality, it is not too wise to pick and choose!

And the other people in the immortal conference didn't know that the monk with no cultivation base in their eyes was the origin of their nightmare-Director He!

Director He was exchanging opinions with several elders cordially in the stands, learning from each other's strengths, while all the contestants in the audience had already entered the stage, and Qin Lian was the first to enter the field. Both strength and aptitude should not be underestimated. The opponent is a Qi-refining seventh-level monk of the Danxia Sect, and the two sides are evenly matched.

Qin Lian is one of the face-worthy members of Wentian Zongqin's generation. Standing on the Lunxiantai, her black hair is like a waterfall, and her almond eyes are like light.

The opponent did not underestimate Qin Lian, since he stepped on Lunxiantai, no matter male or female, young or old, he will show no mercy.

"I've offended you, Miss Qin." The man clasped his hands together, and then rushed towards Qin Lian.

Qin Lian frowned, raised his hands and brushed them past, only to hear a tearing sound in the air, "It's amazing."

Hearing Qin Lian's praise, the man stepped back quickly. He looked down at his torn sleeves and said with a smile, "Miss Qin, you really shouldn't be underestimated."

Qin Lian pulled out a long whip from his waist and slammed it on the ground. The place where the long whip landed was instantly smashed into powder. Qin Lian flicked the long whip and said with a sneer, "It's good to know."

The man also pulled out a long sword, the long sword was white all over, when it touched the long whip, there was a loud noise on Lunxiantai.

The people in the stands were discussing in low voices, each had their own reasons for the results in the stands, but He Chunlin was already dumbfounded.

What is cultivating immortals?

He didn't know that he had been made to lie on the ground by a fairy before, and had been tortured by Wen Tianxin Demon's illusion, but he had never seen a fight between immortal cultivators, every move, every move, fire and lightning, He Chunlin had no doubt that the weapon hit him power.

This is Xiuxian?

"Host, you will be stronger than them."

The system sound echoed in my mind.

More powerful?

He Chunlin didn't know what the standard of strength was, but he could see the gravel that Qin Lian's long whip threw on the ground on Lunxiantai, and the frost that appeared on Qin Lian's long whip. When the whip wrapped around the opponent's body, mist appeared all over the opponent's body. When the mist condensed, the long sword in the opponent's hand fell to the ground, and the opponent was frozen into a popsicle, unable to move. Qin Lian held up the long whip, He Chunlin believed , as long as the long whip falls, the opponent who is frozen into a popsicle will definitely be killed or injured.

"Miss Qin, he lost." The referee under Lunxiantai said.

Qin Lian ignored her opponent on the ground. She raised her eyes to look in He Chunlin's direction, cupped her hands and said, "Director He, I won."

He Chunlin was at a loss for a moment, he knew that it was Qin Lian, that Qin Lian who was always quiet but always listened to him, he had long forgotten that Qin Lian was also a monk, he could play with other people's life and death in the blink of an eye, He suddenly understood why many people wanted to cultivate immortals.

"Well done, Team Leader Qin."

Qin Lian smiled.

After Qin Lian stepped down from the stage, Song Jinlun could still see her unrelenting smile, but it was his turn to appear next, Song Jinlun hurried up to Lunxiantai before he had time to think about it.

And He Chunlin in the stands stood up immediately after Qin Lian came down to talk about the Xiantai. He Chunlin no longer cared about the fight on the Xiantai. He was going to find Wang Cheng. Only now did he realize that he thought this game was too simple!

He Chunlin trotted all the way, he knew that Wang Cheng was under Lunxiantai, but He Chunlin had to go around several times to find Wang Cheng.

But before he ran a few steps, he bumped into a person. Although He Chunlin ate Tianyi's body building pill and re-trained his body, he still didn't get hit. He Chunlin stepped back a few steps, held his nose and looked up. .

"Isn't this the kid named He Chunlin..."

The white-haired old man was still so energetic, but He Chunlin was taken aback. He never expected to meet him again.

"Hey...haven't gotten the fairy fate yet... No, since you can come to the immortal meeting, you should improve..." The old man with white hair frowned, looking at the girl who was standing in the original place in a puzzled way. He Chunlin from the land.

For some reason, He Chunlin became cowardly when he saw the old man with white hair. It was probably because the old man had figured him out too clearly. In front of an expert, any careful thinking would be useless.

"It's rare that the immortal still remembers me as an unknown person... I'm not afraid of the immortal's jokes, I just came to join in the fun this time." He Chunlin cupped his hands together.

"En... Xiaoba, you are the one who asked Tianzong, right?" He Chunlin felt like a cat scratching his heart when he asked the old man knowingly, and nodded with a smile. He was anxious and wanted to find Wang Cheng quickly, but he couldn't help it A stumbling block appeared on the way, and I dare not think about the fate if I forcibly bypass it.

"Sure enough, it's the fate of immortals. It will take at least four or five months for Wen Tianzong to leave the ghost market, but you can actually participate in this year's conference on immortals. It must be another chance on the way." The old man with white hair laughed.

He Chunlin thought of the dilapidated town again, and shivered, "Thanks to the immortal for his guidance, my husband and I were able to avoid disaster."

"Really? But I haven't seen you in just half a year. How come your voice is older than mine?" The white-haired old man was amazed.

"To tell you the truth, my voice is asking about the root cause of Tianxin Demon's illusion, and it will never get better." He Chunlin said.

Unexpectedly, as soon as He Chunlin mentioned Wen Tianxin Demon's illusion, the old man in front of him opened his mouth wide, looked at He Chunlin in shock and said, "Wen Tianxin Demon's illusion? You came out?"

He Chunlin didn't know where the old man's shock came from, so he could only continue: "Yes, it took a month to come out."

"Ask the Heavenly Heart Demon Illusory Realm, it took you a month to come out!?" At this moment, the jaw of the white-haired old man almost fell to the ground.

He Chunlin was startled by the suddenly raised voice of the old man with white hair, and nodded.

"Then why don't you even have a first level of Qi Refining!? It doesn't make sense!" The old man with white hair looked He Chunlin up and down, really unbelievable.

He Chunlin smiled dryly, not knowing how to answer. If he said that he only wanted to learn "The Elder Scrolls", he didn't know how the old man would react. Of course, he couldn't say it either.

"Immortal, I won't bother about Immortal if I have something else to do." He Chunlin wanted to take the opportunity to slip away.

But the white-haired old man swept the dust away, and said with a smile: "Xiaowa, do you want to find your husband?"

He Chunlin didn't deny it either, "Yes, yes."

"You have to wait, little one, your husband has already entered Lunxiantai." The old man turned his head away after saying that.

He Chunlin followed the gaze of the white-haired old man, and suddenly he felt ill.

"Cultivation of immortality always pays attention to fate." The old man with white hair straightened the whisk in his hand and said.

He Chunlin was stunned. He didn't know why, but a ridiculous idea suddenly popped into his mind.

This person stopped him on purpose.

But immediately, he made a loud noise on the Xiantai.

"Your husband is really amazing. In just half a year, he went from a mortal with no spiritual roots to a monk in the middle stage of foundation establishment." The white-haired old man looked at He Chunlin with a nervous expression, and pointed to Wang Cheng on Lun Xiantai.

"Yeah..." He Chunlin's nervous heart was about to jump out of his throat. He was afraid. He didn't know how capable Wang Cheng was. He didn't know anything about cultivating immortals. The only thing he substituted was probably that he was asking the head of the committee in front of the tossing out committee to ask Tianzong's neihu about his strength.

"One thousand and five hundred years ago, Shen Yuqing, the head of Wentianzong, broke through alchemy on Lunxiantai." He Chunlin heard the old man with white hair suddenly say earnestly, as if recalling something. When he paused, Wang Cheng on Lunxiantai had already passed away. Sticking together with the opponent, both of them were unarmed, but the fist seemed to contain huge energy, and when they swung it, it was very windy.

"Little baby, tell me, will I have such an adventure with Tianzong this time?" The white-haired old man smiled.

He Chunlin's eyes were fixed on Lunxiantai, he clenched his hands into fists, and his palms were full of sweat.

On the Lunxiantai, Wang Cheng's fist seemed to have condensed a majestic momentum. A fire snake with the thickness of an arm suddenly emerged from behind Wang Cheng, and rushed towards the opponent along Wang Cheng's arm. When the snake collided with the opponent's body, someone in the stands shouted: "Wen Tianzong cheated again! He is not a monk in the middle stage of construction, but a monk in the early stage of Yuanying! Stop him!"

For a moment, the Immortal Conference was in chaos, and the fire snake that jumped out of Wang Cheng's hand quickly swallowed the man when it hit the man, and the person swallowed by the fire snake didn't have time to yell out Turn into ashes, the soul dies and the dao disappears.

Not only those who were about to run to Lunxiantai to save people, but even Wang Cheng on Lunxiantai and He Chunlin in the stands did not expect things to turn out like this at all.

He Chunlin's eyes were as big as Tongling's, and he said in shock, "Wang Cheng...just...did he kill someone..."

"It doesn't matter whether you live or die on Lunxiantai, baby, your husband is amazing..." The old man with white hair smiled slightly, looked at Wang Cheng who was stunned on Lunxiantai and said, "Old man still said that, Wang Cheng is doomed." No joy, no anger, no worry, no fear, no love, no hatred, no desire, Xiaowa, if you follow him, you are destined to be the one to be crushed to death."

The words of the white-haired old man sounded particularly harsh to He Chunlin, but what happened in front of him made his heart pound. He found that Wang Cheng raised his head, those dim eyes were dazzling at the moment, and He Chunlin ran away throwing away his helmet and armor. up.

That's right, He Chunlin ran away.

Instead of running to Lunxiantai, he ran towards the gate without hesitation.

Wang Cheng looked thoughtfully at the figure disappearing from the stands, and slowly lowered his head.

And the white-haired old man was standing with a smile at this time, muttering in his mouth: "Everything is fate, early recognition and early success, what's the point of being obsessed with not realizing it?"