Along the way, people from the Bailian Immortal Sect treated Ye Qingyun and Huikong coldly.
Ye Qingyun and Huikong naturally ignored them.
Calm and relaxed.
After walking for a while, everyone followed Mao Yi into the main hall of the Immortal Mansion.
I saw a young man sitting at the head of the hall, it was Feng Xuanzi.
There was also a tall and burly man with a leopard head, eyes, and a tiger's beard standing aside.
This big man with a leopard head and ringed eyes is none other than Wei Wuji, the commander-in-chief of Fengxian Mansion.
The position that originally belonged to Wei Wuji in the main town was now occupied by Feng Xuanzi, which was understandable.
After all, Feng Xuanzi is a direct disciple of Wuzhuang, so even if the president of one party stands in front of him, he still has to bow down.
Besides Wei Wuji, there was another person standing on the other side of Feng Xuanzi, naturally it was Zhu Wuwei.
As soon as Ye Qingyun entered the main hall, he took in everything in this place.
Especially the young man sitting at the top.
This made Ye Qingyun particularly concerned.
"This rather fair-looking boy is probably the disciple of Immortal Zhenyuan."
Mao Yi came to Feng Xuanzi and bowed.
"Shangxian, people from the Bailian Immortal Sect, and Patriarch Tiezhu have all arrived."
"Um."
Feng Xuanzi responded and looked at the person below.
First of all, there are the members of the Bailian Immortal Sect, all of whom are neatly dressed and have extraordinary appearances, especially the leader, Situ Zhen, who looks like a master.
As for Ye Qingyun and Huikong, Feng Xuanzi frowned a little.
These two people don't look like expert weapon refiners.
Especially Ye Qingyun, with his sharp-mouthed and monkey-cheeked appearance, is a bit vulgar.
It's disgusting at first sight.
"Situ Zhen, of the Bailian Immortal Sect, pays my respects to the Supreme Immortal!"
"Meet the Immortal!"
Everyone from the Bailian Immortal Sect was the first to salute.
"I, Zhao Tiezhu, pay my respects to the Immortal."
"The poor monk Huikong pays homage to the Immortal."
Ye Qingyun and Huikong then saluted.
Feng Xuanzi looked at Ye Qingyun and Huikong with strange eyes.
"Zhao Tiezhu? Are you the ancestor Tiezhu?"
Ye Qingyun smiled slightly.
"Those are just false names that others call randomly."
When Situ Zhen heard this, he also sneered.
"Nowadays, anyone can claim to be an ancestor, which is really laughable."
Ye Qingyun smiled faintly.
"Indeed, in today's world, anyone can start a sect and claim to be a master. It makes people laugh to think about it."
As soon as these words came out, the expressions of the people present suddenly became wonderful.
No one expected that this ancestor of Tiezhu could be so sharp-tongued, and he would not suffer any losses.
Being ridiculed by Situ Zhen in person, he immediately fought back.
No stage fright at all.
This courage alone is enough to prove that this Patriarch Tiezhu is no ordinary person.
"So arrogant!"
"Who do you think you are? You dare to make fun of my Bailian Immortal Sect?"
"What Patriarch Tiezhu? You are just a swindler!"<
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The Bailian Immortal Sect had a large number of people and immediately attacked Ye Qingyun.
Ye Qingyun smiled and said nothing.
"enough!"
A loud shout suddenly resounded in the hall.
The shouts were filled with frightening majesty.
It was Wei Wuji.
Wei Wuji glared at the people below.
"How dare you be so presumptuous in front of the Immortal in this important place of the Immortal Mansion!"
Situ Zhen quickly bowed.
"Sir, please calm down!"
Wei Wuji snorted heavily.
"If you dare to act recklessly again, you will be severely punished!"
Everyone immediately fell silent.
However, Situ Zhen still glared at Ye Qingyun provocatively.
"Let everyone who has nothing to do with it go out."
Feng Xuanzi said.
"yes."
Mao Yi immediately waved his hand and told the other immortal officials and generals to retreat.
In the main hall, only Feng Xuanzi, the two main towns, Mao Yi, Bailian Xianmen and Ye Qingyun were left.
Feng Xuanzi waved his hand, and a magic circle enveloped the hall, completely cutting off the outside world.
"I don't want to waste time. If any of you can repair this fairy treasure of mine, it will be a great achievement and you will be rewarded heavily!"
As soon as he finished speaking, Feng Xuanzi patted the storage bag.
Buzz!
The Seven-Star Sword immediately flew out and floated above the main hall.
Everyone looked at the Seven Star Sword and couldn't help but turn pale with horror.
"Could this be the Immortal Seven-Star Sword made by Immortal Zhenyuan himself?"
Situ Zhen had a look of horror on his face, and his eyes almost popped out.
The next moment, everyone also saw a very obvious crack on the sword body of the Seven Star Sword.
The hearts of everyone in the Bailian Immortal Sect were beating wildly.
This is the Seven Star Sword!
The treasure refined by Immortal Zhenyuan himself has cracks at this moment?
How was this crack caused?
Simply incredible!
"I want you to find a way to repair this sword completely!"
To be continued...