Flags were fluttering on the ground, colorful flags were fluttering in the sky, and in the middle was a luxuriously decorated main venue.
In front of the main venue, there is a beautifully carved mahogany chair. Behind it is a large flag with a height of more than six feet. It is embroidered with three golden characters of Xiaoyao Sect. There are four smaller characters of "Xiaoyao Sect" on each side.
The height of the banner is only four feet, which are the names of the other eight sects.
Only the heads of the nine sects are qualified to sit on the stage, and the rest have to sit in the audience.
Not to mention that the sect's tenth ranking is a bit too embarrassing. They always say that they are a first-rate sect, but in the end they have to sit with a second-rate sect. If you say you are not a second-rate sect, who will believe it?
Directly in front of the main venue is the area for the sects ranked tenth to twentieth. To the left and right are the territories of the smaller sects. A little further away is the area prepared for the accompanying disciples of each sect.
All the people from the small and medium sects had arrived. After waiting for a long time, the people from the eight sects took their seats on the stage.
Finally, there was Dong Qiankun. Accompanied by two disciples in white, he stepped onto the stage with steady steps and sat on a chair.
Next to Qin Feng was the head of the Psychic Sect. As a disciple, Ling'er had no right to sit down. She stood with Lin Caiwei and He Muqing, and the three girls chatted non-stop.
Miss Lin also likes this older little sister very much. As the saying goes, three women perform a drama, and it is true.
"Why is the person named Dong so famous?" Qin Feng asked the leader of the psychic sect next to him.
The other party smiled and replied: "After all, I am the organizer and the head of the largest sect in the world of cultivation, so it is understandable to put on a show of force."
"It is said that a man named Dong wants to be the leader of the alliance. What do you think?" Qin Feng heard a piece of gossip in the past few days and became the main disseminator of this news. Whenever he met a respectable person, he would ask
This question.
The leader of the psychic sect is a kind-hearted person. He shook his head and said: "I don't know about this matter, so I really can't make any comments. By the way, fellow Daoist Qin, your two girlfriends are relatively close to my disciple, so why don't you let me
How about they become sworn sisters?"
"I think it's better to let them decide this matter themselves." Mr. Qin laughed. How could he not know what the old man was thinking? Making the three girls sisters would prevent him from having bad thoughts.
But Ling'er behind him had sharp ears and immediately agreed: "I don't have any objection, and the two sisters definitely don't have any objection either, so that's the deal."
This girl is so smart that her IQ is as high as 160, but sometimes she has a completely childish personality. Even Lin Caiwei calls her Sister Weiwei.
At the beginning, Miss Lin was extremely uncomfortable and reminded her many times not to scream like that, but the junior sister yelled carelessly every time, so that later she chose to accept her fate and yell if you like.
At this time, Dong Qiankun spoke: "I announce that the Immortals Conference has officially begun, and now we invite the host to speak."
After the words fell, Master Piaomiao happily gave him a fist, then stood up from the chair and said loudly: "Fellow Taoists, welcome everyone here. This grand event is the first in our world of cultivation for hundreds of years..."
This guy is really good at being elected as the host. He has great potential to be a leader, but his speech is very annoying and long.
However, after all, this was the first grand event, and everyone was in high spirits, so no one showed any impatience.
Of course, except for one person, the loser Vulcan Lao Dao.
In yesterday's secret ballot, Master Vulcan lost to Master Piao Miao 3 to 6. He expressed his dissatisfaction on the spot, but the reasons given by everyone made him feel ashamed: Master Piao Miao's appearance is better, and he is not like you every day. Wearing bright red clothes, it is really inappropriate to be a host.
The old Taoist Vulcan is determined to fight with them. Is it his own decision to look like this? What’s wrong with wearing red clothes? Does it have to be fluttering white clothes to look more like a cultivator? Who made the rules?
But even if he had ten thousand reasons to be unconvinced, he still lost to the opponent and could only accept the result.
So now when he saw Master Piaomiao speaking with great air on the stage, he felt uncomfortable.
The old man talked for a long time and finally came to the key part: "The first content of this grand meeting is to compete for the ownership of the lotus platform. Everyone knows that the lotus platform contains powerful energy and is of great help to the cultivation of cultivators. Since It is an unowned thing, and everyone has the opportunity to get it. Our nine sects have discussed it, and anyone can participate in the fight. Each of our nine sects will send a representative..."
Needless to say, the most powerful one must be sent, and anyone can compete for anything. Knowing that he is not strong enough, but still signing up to participate, is definitely not showing that participation is important, but that he is a fool.
Master Piaomiao continued: "No matter who gets the lotus platform in the end, no one is allowed to rob it in any form, otherwise he will be the enemy of the entire cultivation world, and everyone will kill him if he gets it."
As soon as these words came out, everyone sighed, and many people showed smug expressions.
"Another thing is that everyone communicates with each other. The various sects have cherished their secrets for many years, but the world of cultivation has never had any exchanges. This is very harmful to our development." He continued: "Not only this time, but also in the future. Hold more similar exchange conferences to revitalize our cultivation world."
Not many people are interested in this latter matter, except for people like Dong Qiankun who want to be the leader of the alliance.
Next, the nine sects sent their representatives, and as expected, the so-called representatives were none other than the nine sect leaders themselves.
Among these nine people, the weakest one is also at the peak of the Sky-Peeping Stage. The strongest ones are undoubtedly Dong Qiankun, Vulcan Old Daoist and Master Piaomiao. All three of them are above the top level of the Void Stage.
The people who signed up below were not so active. They did it knowingly that they couldn't do it. That was a pure fool's behavior. Is it just to show off their face? Then they were defeated miserably. That was a shame.
As the tenth ranked spiritualist, I had to set an example. The leader stood up and said: "I sign up."
Later, Ling'er shouted heartlessly: "The Psychic Sect will win, the lotus platform is ours, the Psychic sect will win, the Psychic sect... uh uh..."
The junior sister's mouth was covered by her senior brother. When she looked at the master of the psychic sect, her face turned red and she wanted to find a crack in the ground to crawl in.
Everyone laughed, but everyone only knew what kind of character Ling'er was, and no one blamed her.
You must know that the master of the psychic sect is only at the mid-level level of the Sky-Peeping Stage, so how can he compete with the nine guys above.
Ling'er broke away from her senior brother's big hand and glared at him angrily. At this time, Young Master Qin stood up and said, "Sign up for Lingmiao Sect. I am Qin Feng, the leader."