Urban ancient fairy doctor

Yuan Mutong looked respectful: "The sect leader is discussing with the distinguished guests from Taixu Palace and Qingmengzhai about conquering the Demon Sect."

Feng Zhiwu nodded, not surprised by this. Since the Demon Sect takes action against the Xuantian Sect, it is tantamount to starting a war with the three holy sects.

Since it has become so rampant, the three families must join forces to destroy it again.

She turned back to look at Ye Bufan: "Ye Medical Fairy, Senior Xuanyuan, let's go over together and see how it goes."

"I can help you if you can, but I won't go to the meeting."

Ye Bufan was focused on finding the colorful black stones, and had no interest in listening to what those old men were talking about.

Xuanyuan Zhantian also waved his hand: "I'm not interested either, old man."

"In that case, you guys rest here while I go check on the situation."

As the chief elder of Xuantianmen, Feng Zhiwu naturally could not ignore them. She handed Ye Bufan and others to Yuan Mutong to receive them, and then rushed to the back hall.

"Ye Yixian, please follow me to the lobby to rest."

In a previous battle, almost half of the Xuantian Gate was destroyed, and there is no time to repair it. The arriving guests were all placed in the lobby at the back.

He and Ye Bufan were very familiar before, but they were unaware of what happened later. They were still as close as friends.

"Can."

Ye Bufan nodded, "Chief steward, is there anyone else besides us?"

Yuan Mutong said: "There are many strong men from the three major sects who are resting there."

This time the three holy sects will join forces to deal with the demon sect, and naturally they will bring many powerful people. However, only the sect master, the Supreme Elder and a few core disciples can participate in the core meeting. The others are waiting outside.

"Okay, take me there."

Ye Bufan nodded happily. The more people there were, the greater his hope of finding the colorful black stone.

After all, these powerful men are all old guys who have lived for hundreds of years and have rich families. It is impossible to say who has the colorful black stone in their hands.

In the lobby, there are nearly a hundred people gathered at the moment, and those with the lowest cultivation level are still in the early stages of transcending the tribulation.

Three of them gathered together and were talking with spitting flying.

They all came from Qingmengzhai, namely Zhong Ziyou, Gongsun Shi and Yu Boqi.

The three of them are all in the late stages of the Tribulation. The Supreme Elder and the sect master are all discussing matters in front. They are the strongest among them.

Compared with core disciples like Zhang Qiaochu and Gong Junyi, the three of them are older, and they are all old men with white beards and hair.

Although they are old, they don't have the composure of the elders at all, and all of them have an arrogant demeanor.

Master Gongsun dragged his white beard and looked proud.

"The thieves of the Demon Sect are tired of living this time, and they dare to challenge my three holy sects. If I had been here before, I would definitely kill them all!"

Zhong Ziyou echoed: "Brother Gongsun is right. Since our three holy sects were able to destroy them for the first time a hundred years ago, we can destroy him for the second time now!"

When it was Yu Boqi's turn, this guy became even more arrogant.

"The thieves from the Demon Sect did not go to my Taixu Palace, otherwise they would not have had the chance to act arrogantly. They would have all been killed long ago..."

The three of them are all elders of the sect and usually have a high status. They say one thing and no one dares to say two things.

What they said was completely self-promotion, as if everyone in the Demon Sect was vulnerable and only they were the strongest.

The previous Taixu Palace and the current Xuantian Sect both suffered losses from the Demon Sect. Now the people of the two major sects sounded extremely unhappy, but it was hard to say anything.

However, the three of them had no intention of stopping and continued to brag and show off.

And at this moment, a sudden voice sounded: "Everyone, who of you has a colorful black stone in your hand?"

"Boy, what's going on with you?"

Gongsun Shizheng was mid-sentence when he was interrupted by Ye Bufan. He was extremely dissatisfied and said condescendingly, "Are there any rules? Didn't anyone tell you not to interrupt when a senior is speaking?"

Xuanyuan Zhantian curled his lips: "Little boy, how long have you lived? How many hairs have you grown before you pretend to be a senior?"

In front of him, the three old men in front of him can only be regarded as children. In comparison, the age difference is too much.

Master Gongsun didn't know Xuanyuan Zhantian, and at the same time he couldn't see his cultivation level, so he suddenly became angry from shame.

"Damn old man, who do you think is a little kid looking for death?"

As he spoke, he took a step forward, with the intention of taking action if he disagreed.

"Little kid, if you have the ability, just touch me and give it a try."

Xuanyuan Zhantian's face was filled with disdain. Looking at the entire Kunlun continent, the only one he could fear was Ye Bufan.

At this late stage of the tribulation, someone could be killed with just a slap, so there was no reason to be arrogant in front of him.

Ye Bufan and others naturally knew this, and they all watched from the side without any intention of stopping it.

They also couldn't stand the arrogance and domineering behavior of the three men from Qing Mengzhai: it would be good to teach them a lesson.

Others can ignore it, but Yuan Mutong can't just watch. In any case, Xuanyuan Zhantian was brought back by the chief elder, and the two must not be allowed to conflict.

He quickly ran between the two of them and greeted each other with a smile.

"Both of you, you are all guests of my Xuantianmen. It would be best if there is no unpleasantness."

Master Gongsun snorted coldly: "In this case, I will give you some face. This old guy is not worthy of letting me take action."

He couldn't see Xuanyuan Zhantian's realm at all, including the people in front of him.

Generally speaking, there are only two types of people who can make him unable to tell the depth of his cultivation. One is that his cultivation is much higher than him, and the other is that he is too inferior.

He obviously wouldn't believe the first possibility. Forget it, Xuanyuan Zhantian was still young after all.

But those people next to him were all in their twenties or thirties, so how could they surpass him in cultivation?

After saying this, the guy retreated relying on his status. Ye Bufan didn't want to pay attention to this kind of person and continued, "Everyone, who has the five-color mysterious stone?

I am willing to exchange various treasures, or purchase it with spiritual stones. "

After he finished speaking, he looked at everyone with a longing look on his face, but no one paid any attention to him.

Ye Bufan glanced at everyone's contemptuous eyes and immediately understood the problem.

These people are at least strong men above the Tribulation Stage. They obviously don't think highly of themselves and feel that they can't produce anything decent.

He raised his hand and waved, and suddenly a series of treasures were placed in front of him.

The elixirs, spiritual herbs, spiritual nourishing springs, and even the artifact long sword given by Duanmu were all taken out.

Although these things are precious, they are far inferior to the colorful black stones to him.

"Everyone, have you seen this? As long as you have the five-color black stone, you can immediately choose one of my treasures and take it away."

As soon as he said these words, everyone who had looked contemptuous before suddenly showed a look of shock.

They are all at least strong men who have transcended tribulation and above, and are naturally knowledgeable people.

You can tell at a glance how extraordinary these things are, especially the artifact long sword, which is definitely a priceless treasure.

Zhong Ziyou, the three of them used to look like aloof seniors, but now their eyes widened instantly.

Especially Master Gongsun, his eyes were staring at the sword so tightly that his eyeballs almost fell out.

Although he is a strong man in the Tribulation Stage, he does not have a single divine weapon in his hand.

"Boy, I want your sword!"