Yaoyue City is the most special one among the several cities surrounding the imperial capital.
Say it is a city. You might as well say it is a garden.
It's just that this garden is special after all. It is represented by a city.
There are very few houses and buildings in Yaoyue City. Most of them are pavilions, chess clubs, restaurants and libraries.
This is a city full of antique fragrance. The whole city is surrounded by a harmonious and refreshing atmosphere.
A very important meeting is about to be held in the Yaoyue Tower, the tallest pavilion in Yaoyue City.
The people who presided over the meeting were Xiao Chenzi from Qingyun Peak and Wan Xue from Qingyue Mountain.
Referring to the meeting, Fengyun Empire has Feng Yunxiao, Prince and Qin Shuang.
And there is the national master who sees the dragon but never sees its end.
The Imperial Master is a strong man with a Chinese character face and splayed eyebrows. He is dressed in red and is sitting very quietly in a corner of the Yaoyue Building.
The prince and Qin Shuang were behind him.
On the other side was Feng Yunxiao. He was not with the princes.
Beside him were Mr. Mo, Master Bu and two middle-aged elegant men who were as good as Mr. Mo.
Behind them were Ling Yue, Huo Huang and four or five old men with looks.
On one side are two men in gray.
Also, Lin Changqing and someone were talking in a low voice.
And the person talking to him was none other than Nangong Jian.
The Imperial Master's eyes were looking at him with burning eyes.
Nangong Jian had already seen the imperial master's gaze, but he didn't pay attention to it on purpose.
There were nearly a dozen people gathered together in twos and threes. Most of them were from Western Xinjiang.
Just judging from where they stand, it is obvious that the people in Western Xinjiang are not unanimous.
A figure suddenly appeared in the pavilion. Immediately afterwards, two more figures appeared.
Xiao Chenzi, Wan Xue and Ling Jiannan came one after another and appeared in the Yaoyue Tower.
As soon as he came in, Wan Xue looked at Nangong Jian first.
Facing Wan Xue's gaze, Nangong Jian nodded slightly.
Back then, when he was still a teenager, he met Yan Yi and Wan Qing at the Tangwu Tournament. At that time, Wan Xue was Wan Qing's junior sister, and Nangong Jian also met several times.
Xiao Chenzi glanced at everyone present. He looked at Ling Jiannan and said, "Since everyone is here, let's start the meeting."
Ling Jiannan said, "The west of Qingyun Peak and Qingyue Mountain cannot be crossed. This is a rule. It is also a warning."
"Rules," Mr. Mo sneered, "Who sets the rules. Who gives the warning."
"That's right. Everything in this world is shared. Our factions in Western Xinjiang have been living in seclusion for hundreds of years. It is inevitable to go eastward." Master Bu said sternly, "This is a decision that can never be shaken."
A gray-clothed man said, "The factions from Xijiang are heading east. We in Fengyun Mountains have no objections."
"Hmph..." Lin Changqing snorted coldly and said, "Lin does not agree with the various factions in Western Xinjiang going eastward. Since they have stabilized in Western Xinjiang, why bother to come out to disturb the peaceful world now."
Seeing Lin Changqing speak out, the prince's eyes flashed with recognition. As the prince, he would never want many sects to appear in the Fengyun Empire.
Because. A sect means a mountain.
Moreover, the Fengyun Empire cannot control or move such a mountain.
"That's not necessarily true. I think it's a good thing for the sects in Western Xinjiang to come east." Feng Yunxiao said, "The sects in Western Xinjiang are all ancient sects that have stood for thousands of years. They have excellent cultivation conditions. They live in this small village. Isn’t Western Xinjiang wasted? Wouldn’t it be better to come out and benefit the people of the world? I think Southern Xinjiang is so big, it is a very good place.”
"Really?" Nangong Jian said, "I think it is enough to have Qingyun Peak in Southern Xinjiang. As for the factions in Western Xinjiang, I am not interested in accepting them."
"Oh..." a middle-aged man said, "General Nangong is unwilling to accept us. But we did not say that we want General Nangong to accept us. We are just telling you a fact. We are going east. We need the huge resources of Fengyun Empire. .”
"Hmph..." Nangong Jian snorted coldly and said, "What sect are you from?"
The middle-aged man said, "I am the sect leader of Xijiang Tianshen Sect. Wuyang"
"Master Wuyang Sect is very reasonable. Our Dinghun Sect is going eastward. We are not here to ask for advice. We are here to inform you." An old man beside Feng Yunxiao said, "Southern Xinjiang is so big. Let's choose a place. Land. As long as it’s a thousand miles in radius, it’s enough.”
"What a loud tone." The one who spoke out was the prince. "Does our Fengyun Empire just let people draw circles and take the land as they please?"
"Oh..." The fire phoenix looked at the prince and said, "Isn't it?"
"Go away." The one who said the voice was the Imperial Master.
"You are not at the level of a saint. Get out of here." The Imperial Master said solemnly, "I don't like procrastination."
Seeing the Imperial Master speaking out, many people fell silent.
The strongest ones here are Xiao Chenzi and the Imperial Master.
Although the National Master was injured by a mysterious person a few days ago, as a Martial Saint, especially one who has been in the Martial Saint realm for many years, his own strength cannot be underestimated.
After a while, Huohuang, Lingyue, and people of Spirit King level from other sects in Western Xinjiang left Yaoyue Tower one after another.
Qin Shuang also left Yaoyue Tower with the angry prince.
Suddenly, the venue became much emptier.
However, one person did not leave. This person was Feng Yunxiao.
The Imperial Master did not show any dissatisfaction with Feng Yunxiao for not leaving.
"Okay, it's quiet now," the Imperial Master said, "The sects in Western Xinjiang want to go eastward. It's just for resources and talents. Qingyun Peak and Qingyue Mountain don't want them to come out. It's just that they don't want anyone to compete. To shake you two. Regarding the status of the sect, I have an opinion. I wonder if you are willing to listen to it."
The Imperial Preceptor did not seek the consent of everyone present, but said naturally, "Sects in the Western Territory can recruit disciples and attract talents. However, no sects are allowed to appear within the territory of the Fengyun Empire. As the Imperial Preceptor of the Fengyun Empire, I .You still have to take responsibility for this."
"This..." Mr. Mo pondered for a moment and said, "This is a good opinion. It makes no sense to me."
The leader of Bumen said, "For the sake of the Imperial Master, I agree with this."
The old man from the Dinghun Sect also said, "If a sect wants to prosper, it relies on talents. We, the Dinghun Sect, also agree on this."
Immediately, several other representatives from Western Xinjiang also agreed.
"I don't agree," Wan Xue said, "The Beast Sect uses beasts as its cultivators. The alien beasts in Western Xinjiang have been reduced to a situation where there is no beast in a thousand miles. If it came out to recruit disciples, it would bring a large number of disciples. What is more, the alien beasts have been reduced in large numbers. Moreover, the Dinghun Sect uses the souls of living people as a method of cultivation. The more disciples you recruit using this method, it will only bring disaster to all parties."
"Hmph..." the old man from the Dinghun Sect said coldly, "Qingyue Mountain has been home to the talents of the entire Fengyun Empire in recent years. Through the Tangwu Conference, it has selected countless outstanding disciples. Do we still want to dominate? We How the Dinghun Sect practices cultivation is beyond the control of you Qingyue Mountain. We are both cultivators. You have your cultivation method, and we have our cultivation method. As long as the goal is achieved, that is enough. "
"That's right," Mr. Mo said, "We, the Beast Sect, have no direct conflict with your Qingyue Mountain. We, the Beast Sect, assist in training as mounts. Does it mean that Qingyue Mountain should also be under more control? If so, this time the alien beasts go south. Does it mean that Qingyue Mountain will not do anything for those strange beasts? If so, I am afraid it will disgrace the reputation of Qingyue Mountain as a holy land for cultivators. Hmph..."
"I'm here to say it. Outsiders are not allowed to interfere in Southern Xinjiang. Who dares to recruit people in my place. I don't mind raising an army to fight." Nangong Jian looked at Mr. Mo coldly and said, "It seems that your Beast Sect is It's southwest of Qingyun Peak. It's very close."
"You." Mr. Mo said with an ashen face, "If you leave Southern Xinjiang, I'm afraid the strange beasts and barbarians in the Hundred Thousand Mountains will just applaud."
Another Spirit Sage said, "Although you are already a Martial Saint, you are a little too arrogant. It is best to weigh your own strength when you raise an army and wield weapons. We do not have only one Beast Sect in Western Xinjiang."
"Really?" At this time, Xiao Chenzi, who had been silent for a long time, spoke, "But there is not only one Zhennan General in Southern Xinjiang."
Seeing Xiao Chenzi speak out, many people suddenly became quiet.
"You want to leave eastward. This is absolutely not allowed." Xiao Chenzi said, "This is not my personal opinion. It is not the opinion of our Qingyun Peak. Each of your factions wants to leave eastward. I don't know if you have asked those who decided to leave." Someone who sets the rules."
"This..." After hearing Xiao Chenzi's words, Mr. Mo and others fell silent.
When the Imperial Master saw this, a restrained light flashed in his eyes and he said, "Rules are set by people. They can also be changed. How many of those people back then are still alive?"
Xiao Chenzi smiled slightly. He looked at the Imperial Master and said, "Well, you can ask the master of Fengyun Mountain Range. He might know."
There is still a master in the Fengyun Mountain Range. This news was also heard by Ling Jiannan and Nangong Jian for the first time.
Even Feng Yunxiao looked at the Imperial Master with horror on his face.
"Hmph..." said the Imperial Master, "He has been practicing in seclusion for many years. I'm afraid he doesn't have the time to pay attention to such small things."
"That's right. I was hit by Yan Yuntian's arrow. Even if I escaped death, without hundreds of years of cultivation, I'm afraid it would be difficult to recover from the injury." Xiao Chenzi sneered. Then he looked at the others and said, "The factions in Western Xinjiang cannot Going out from the east, but there is no other way."
The Imperial Master stared at Xiao Chenzi coldly. His eyes were full of evil.
The two men in gray also looked at Xiao Chenzi with cold eyes. A cold light flashed in their eyes.
"The Tang-Wu Conference." Xiao Chenzi said, "Each faction can select candidates only through the Tang-Wu Conference."
Next, amid bouts of fierce quarrels, the meeting fell into a stalemate.
When night fell, the meeting still did not reach a conclusion.
The people in Xijiang did not agree with Xiao Chenzi's suggestion at all. On the contrary, they very much agreed with the suggestion of the Imperial Master.
Wan Xue, Nangong Jian and Xiao Chenzi all disagreed with the Imperial Master's proposal. They insisted that Xiao Chenzi's proposal should prevail.
Just when everyone was quarreling, Feng Yunxiao suddenly said, "It's better to fight. Whoever wins will listen to whoever wins."
As soon as these words came out, the place suddenly became quiet.
Mr. Mo and Master Bu looked at each other and said in unison, "This is a good idea."
That day, Wuyang from Shenzong also nodded and said with a smile, "Not bad, not bad. Strength determines everything."
Suddenly, Xiao Chenzi and the others felt something was not good.
The strength of the national master is enough to compete with Xiao Chenzi. And Ling Jiannan, Nangong Jian and Lin Changqing are all about the first level of Martial Saint. Although Wan Xue's strength is unknown, it is definitely not as good as Xiao Chenzi. It is only stronger than Nangong Jian and the others.
On the other hand, in Western Xinjiang, all of them are seniors who have been in the realm of spiritual saints for a long time. Their strength is only slightly inferior to Xiao Chenzi. If they all really get up, it will definitely be a fierce battle.
A battle at the level of a saint would probably destroy the world, collapse mountains and destroy cities.
"No," the national master said, "A battle at the level of a saint. You all know its destructive power. Within the territory of Fengyun Empire, I will never allow large-scale fights."
Glancing at the people present, the Imperial Master said in a deep voice, "Xijiang wants to go eastward. I agree with it, but I will not interfere. You can handle the matters between the factions in Western Xinjiang yourself. However, now there are strange beasts in Northern Xinjiang." Go south. I think you, as strong men, will not let the Fengyun Empire fall into chaos."
After saying that, the Imperial Master stepped out and disappeared in front of everyone.