Taoist

Such a harmonious atmosphere lasted until the official opening of the Daoist Conference.

The monks all returned to the venues arranged by their respective sects.

Yuan Yi, the suzerain of the Supreme Sect, sat on the cloud platform, with two long beards fluttering in the wind, his eyes slightly closed.

Behind him, sat a large group of monks, all of whom were disciples of the Supreme Sect.

Jishangzong was originally the number one sect in the Nine Cang Realm, but with the emergence of several Supreme Elders, Jishangzong's actions have also become much more low-key.

This time the suzerain Yuan Yixiu made a breakthrough and stepped into the realm of one body. The disciples of the Supreme Sect came out this time, at least they can straighten their backs, and they don't have to be as low-key and patient as before.

What's more, this Taoism conference was originally led by the supreme sect.

Seeing that it was almost time, Yuan Yi opened his eyes, and a bright light flashed by.

A huge Dharma figure appeared from behind Yuan Yi, with his sleeves fluttering, not angry but majestic.

All the monks in the field lowered their heads slightly to show their respect for the suzerain.

The originally noisy Chengtian Realm suddenly became quiet.

Zhu Xiuheng, who was sitting on the other side of the Scarlet Flame Palace, looked at the huge Dharma image displayed by Taoist Yuan Yi, with a hint of envy in his eyes.

"The suzerain of the supreme sect is not yet two hundred years old, right?"

Jindan lives five hundred years, and Yuanying lives one thousand.

Yuan Yi has now stepped into the body-fitting state, even if his cultivation base does not improve at this moment, it is enough to live longer than everyone present.

What's more, he is only a hundred years old now.

His talent is so high that it is not inferior even in the legendary era when the arrogance was everywhere.

Zhu Xiuheng's own aptitude is not good, so he doesn't like those so-called cultivation geniuses and heaven's favored ones from other sects, and never associates with them.

But when facing the Supreme Sect Master, Zhu Xiuheng only had a feeling of looking up at a mountain.

Not to mention himself, even his father, Zhu Yu, can only call himself a junior when facing the Supreme Sect Master.

Xie Fei sat at the head of all the disciples in Scarlet Flame Palace, and when he heard Zhu Xiuheng talking to himself, the corner of his mouth twitched slightly.

He followed Zhu Xiuheng all day long, so he didn't know what Zhu Xiuheng was thinking now.

As Yuan Yi opened his mouth, Fa Xiang also made the same movement.

The loud voice seemed to come down from the sky, and all the monks present held their breaths and concentrated.

Some low-level monks even trembled slightly from excitement.

When had they seen such a scene? !

Usually, few monks in the Nascent Soul stage are out walking, let alone the power of this kind of fusion stage? !

Even those who already knew that this conference must be extraordinary, now looking at the huge Dharma image, they feel that the trip was worthwhile.

Many monks lowered their brows and narrowed their eyes, with respectful expressions, as if they were listening to the decree.

When the other sect masters saw this scene, they inevitably felt a little uncomfortable.

"...The conference has officially begun!"

After finishing the preface, Yuan Yi also put away his dharma appearance, and nodded towards the other sects.

Those elder disciples of the Supreme Sect looked at their suzerain with proud expressions on their faces.

Here, another Taoist flew to the top of the trial field and began to read the rules of the conference.

Zhu Xiuheng looked around boredly, in this kind of situation, he just felt uncomfortable all over.

Just as he was walking, he suddenly heard commotion in the field, and monks' discussions came from everywhere.

Zhu Xiuheng came back from his thoughts in a daze, what happened?

"The previous Daoist conferences have focused on discussions and exchanges. Why did such a rule come out this time?!"

"That's right! It's never happened before!"

After hearing what those monks were talking about, Zhu Xiuheng was also surprised.

Regardless of casualties?

On the proving ground, it doesn't matter whether there are casualties or casualties?

This is not like the usual style of those old men who look like immortals.

Zhu Xiuheng touched his chin, could it be that he has changed his sex?

Zhu Xiuheng looked at his father, and found that Zhu Yu's expression didn't move, obviously he knew about it a long time ago.

After carefully observing the noisy crowd in the arena, most of them are disciples with low cultivation levels in the small sect.

Several Dazong disciples were obviously surprised and flustered, but they were quickly suppressed by the elders in the sect.

The real powerhouses in the arena were all sitting on the platform, as if they didn't hear the discussion below.

The old man on the trial stage also ignored the audience and continued to read the rules of the conference.

The bosses didn't speak, obviously no one would care about the protests of those little monks.

After a while, the entire Chengtian Realm became strangely quiet again.

Some monks have faintly smelled something unusual from this conference.

However, they have been informed before the meeting that in order to ensure the smooth progress of the meeting, after the Taoist meeting officially starts, the entire Chengtian Realm will be temporarily closed.

That is to say, at this moment, in the realm of Chengtian, others cannot enter, and they cannot exit.

Even if they want to withdraw from this meeting, they have no choice.

Soon, the first round of trials began.

In the beginning, it was a competition between some low-level disciples, and many of them didn't even reach the foundation establishment.

And I don't know if it's because of being merciful to each other, or because of something else, after several competitions, no one was injured.

Seeing this result, the worries that had been aroused in the monk's heart because of that rule seemed to have dissipated a lot at once.

After starting the first round of competition below, Zhu Xiuheng found that their positions had changed again.

The suzerains and elders who were originally sitting at the front of each sect all went to the highest cloud platform.

And those elders also left their sects and sat together.

Zhu Xiuheng's status is a little embarrassing.

With the name of a young master, he is neither an elder in the sect nor a disciple.

Fortunately, he was thick-skinned enough, and quickly squeezed beside Xie Fei as if nothing had happened.

"Little Lord......"

"That's enough, that's enough!" Zhu Xiuheng quickly suppressed Xie Fei's movement to get up, a little impatiently, "Just pretend I'm not here."

Xie Fei glanced at the Jishangzong and Feixianmen disciples who were sitting on both sides of them respectively, a trace of sarcasm flashed in the depths of his eyes, and respectfully said: "Yes."

Disciples are not restricted from moving around in the arena.

Zhu Xiuheng is considered a celebrity in every sect and sect.

In addition to having a father who is the lord of the Red Flame Palace, it is his temperamental and moody personality.

Of course, Zhu Xiuheng's cultivation base relying on pills was also criticized by several other sects.

Bailu is the chief disciple of Feixianmen, and she is sitting in front of all the disciples of Feixianmen, only a hundred steps away from Zhu Xiuheng.

Most of the disciples in the Feixian Sect are female disciples. Among this group of Yingying and Yanyan, Bailu's red dress is still extremely eye-catching.

With some disdain and some disgust, he glanced at the Red Flame Palace, and Bailu thought of the boy named Lingyuan some time ago.

It seems that he has been arrested by Scarlet Flame Palace, and he hasn't heard about it since then.

With Zhu Xiuheng's temperament, the man named Lingyuan must have died, right?

Sensing that someone was looking at him, Zhu Xiuheng turned his head to look, and happened to meet Bai Lu's eyes.

He raised his eyebrows provocatively, but the egret didn't dodge, but stared at him for a moment.

Zhu Xiuheng frowned.

However, in the next moment, a red light flashed in front of his eyes, and the egret had already arrived in front of him.

Zhu Xiuheng looked at the red-clothed fairy in front of him, and his frown quickly relaxed.

He raised his hand to stop Xie Fei who wanted to get up, with a cynical smile on his face.

"Fairy Egret, don't come here unharmed."

Seeing Zhu Xiuheng's frivolous demeanor and behavior, the disciples of Feixianmen who looked at this side became a little annoyed.

At the same time, I also have some doubts in my heart.

"Senior Sister Bailu, what are you doing with that rascal?!"

However, Bailu didn't seem to feel Zhu Xiuheng's frivolous tone at this time.

With her left hand on her waist, she pulled out the soft whip that was originally tied there.

With a slight movement of the wrist, the soft whip pointed at Zhu Xiuheng like a snake letter.

Xie Feiteng stood up suddenly, his face slightly angry: "What does Fairy Bailu mean by this?!"

Bailu didn't even look at Xie Fei, but said to Zhu Xiuheng in a calm tone: "I'm here to invite young master Zhu to fight."

The disciples on both sides looked at Bailu and then at Zhu Xiuheng, their eyes widened, and the fire of gossip was burning in their hearts.

Haven't heard of any intersection between them before?

Zhu Xiuheng couldn't help being pointed at by Bai Lu with a whip like this.

He collected his expression, "I don't remember ever offending a fairy before."

"I just want to discuss with Young Master Zhu, why is Young Master Zhu so nervous?"

Egret put away the whip in his hand, with a bit of contempt on his face.

Zhu Xiuheng had a sinister look in his eyes, "You think I'm afraid of you?!"

"Young master..." Xie Fei tried to dissuade him, but Zhu Xiuheng opened it with a palm.

"Egret—" Zhu Xiuheng squinted his eyes, "In the proving ground, everyone depends on their means, regardless of life or death. You are deliberately going against my Scarlet Flame Palace."

Bailu suddenly laughed, and his already bright facial features became even more dazzling, "Zhu Xiuheng, I wish you young master! You are really interesting, if you don't dare, you dare not. If you don't agree, I can still drag you to that place." The proving ground is not working?"

She covered her red lips with her hands, as if thinking of something again, "But think about it, my request is a bit embarrassing for Young Master Zhu."

"You!" Zhu Xiuheng was impatient, when did he experience this humiliation!

The disciples of Scarlet Flame Palace also stood up.

Although Zhu Xiuheng had many faults, he represented the face of Scarlet Flame Palace outside. Although they felt a little ashamed, they couldn't just sit idly by.

And following the movements of the disciples of Scarlet Flame Palace, many disciples of Feixianmen who had been watching this side also stood up.

joke!You wish Xiuheng to be the young master of Scarlet Flame Palace, and I, Senior Sister Bailu, is also the chief disciple of Feixianmen!

Who is afraid of whom? !

The eyes of the two disciples met, and the atmosphere in the field suddenly became tense.

The author has something to say:

Sorry, I've been in a bad mood these days because of some things.