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Chapter 119: The Muxian Conference Begins

On the ninth day of September, Tianyimen holds the World Xuanmen Immortal Advocacy Conference!

In addition to the elites of the hundreds of Xuanmen families, there are also leaders, leaders, etc., nearly a thousand people came, and there were about 300 casual cultivators.

Tianyimen expanded the guest courtyard early in the morning and asked the disciples to free up several courtyards for their residence, and finally settled all these people.

Surprisingly, what everyone paid most attention to at the Muxian Conference was not the two immortal weapons, but Yan Qingzheng's son-in-law recruitment competition. There were also many sect leaders who simply went to ask Wen Renchong about the rules of the competition and the registration location.

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Wen Renchong had to temporarily arrange registration and registration, and then arrange the schedule.

He felt so aggrieved, no wonder the old god Yan Qingzheng was here, waiting to order him!

Duoyue's face was filled with frost. After she learned about Yan Qingzheng's choice, she was very angry. However, Yan Qingzheng has not given her an explanation yet. So she felt that this apprentice had changed. He was so arrogant.

So arrogant!

She is still on the Immortal Stage, still the same charming woman, but her realm and her cultivation speed have made everyone else just behind her!

She is already a legendary existence in Xuanmen. If she hadn't openly recruited a son-in-law this time, ordinary practitioners with no talent would dare to miss her.

Moreover, she also holds the hope of Xuanmen’s ascension in the world. It can be said that before the passage of ascension is opened again, Yan Qing is the treasure of Xuanmen!

If you are not convinced, you can solve the mystery of ascension by yourself! No one is stopping you from using your intelligence, right? You can't ascend for a thousand years, so you should go and solve it!

Compared with the top level of Tianyi Sect, which is almost completely unclear, hundreds of Taoist schools in the world are still very clear-headed. Yan Qing is a genius among the geniuses he has cultivated since childhood, and he is also a disciple with great luck. Who would be willing to offer him up?

The relationship with her was so tense.

Not to mention, even the discerning Bai family members of Xuanmen could see that Yan Qing was not on good terms with the senior officials of Tianyimen.

Isn't this obvious? With Yan Qingzheng's current position of value, he still has to be around Wen Renchong, and he must be surrounded by countless disciples!

No!

Yan Qing was at the end of the elders' banquet. There were only two disciples serving him, a man and a woman. Moreover, the faces of these two people did not have the excited expressions of those who followed the sect's famous people, but were cautious and cautious.

The leaders of many sects are sect leaders or powerful elders, so they are very puzzled when they see this situation.

The master of Jiuyou Sect has not been out and about for many years, but he is here this time, but he is holding a giant black cloth umbrella in the stand assigned to him, and is covered with black cloth all around. He only faces the stand.

The side is covered with black gauze. He doesn't like to see the light.

At this moment, he called his son, the young master of Jiuyou Sect, nicknamed Baobao, in, and asked very strangely: "Is this old man Wen Renchong's brain broken? My father has not been out and about in these years. He is like this

What means?"

The young master of Jiuyou Sect was also puzzled, and after some conjecture, he said, "Maybe...it hurts because of those two immortal weapons?"

The leader of the Jiuyou Sect sneered: "No matter what the reason is, my head may have been caught in the door." After thinking for a while, he added, "To be stubborn like this, you can only rely on the strong foundation of the Tianyi Sect!"

After a pause, he then said: "Yan Qingzheng, you have to try your best to fight for it. You may not marry her in the end and make the relationship good. Only at your father's age can you see some luck. This woman... is angry

Luck is extraordinary, and if you go against it, you will suffer misfortune."

The young master of Jiuyoumen shrank his pupils. He had never seen his father speak so highly of a person, not even himself.

"Yes, Father." In front of his father, he has always been a good boy and obedient. Maybe there were some years when he was unruly and contradictory to his father's words, full of complaints, but it has been different in the past few years. The Jiuyou Sect's skills are unique, and the master of the sect has

It also has some mysterious and mysterious feelings. For women, it may be the sixth sense. Although it is vague, it is very accurate.

Similar conversations were also going on in other stands. Hong Jin, the leader of the Ghost Sword Sect, said to his disciple Gu Xia: "The attitude of the leader Wenren towards the little girl is not quite right!"

Nalan Lianyue was extremely in love with her, and even now she is very concerned about her daughter.

"This is good for us." Gu Xia is a calm person. He saw it immediately and analyzed the interests.

"Oh?" Hong Jin is not a person who likes to use his brain, but he trusts this disciple very much. He was happy when he heard this: "If you can marry this girl, it will be regarded as fulfilling the master's dream."

Gu Xia's brows twitched and said: "Master, be careful, Master, where is Master..."

Hong Jin didn't dare to say anything and started to giggle.

There were also casual cultivators who came together, chatting in a stand with a single door for casual cultivators.

A middle-aged man said to a mean-looking beggar: "Is this old man's head wet?"

The beggar said: "Hey, the water that comes in is also acidic water."

"Oh? How do you say this?"

"You also know the things in the sect. They are used to being condescending. A little girl who has only practiced for ten years is now on an equal footing with them. How can you not let your brain be soaked in acid water?"

"You mean, this old man is even jealous of his own disciples?"

"It's not this old man, it's this group of old men!"

"This is too..." The middle-aged man couldn't believe it. After all, he was a person who had been famous for more than a century, so what?

"If the collective brain is not flooded, why didn't anyone remind him?"

"Perhaps Wen Renchong is arbitrary and arbitrary?"

"He! Just him! He is a soft persimmon!"

"So the senior leaders of Tianyi Sect are so cowardly that they don't care about the future of the sect?"

"Call you stupid... The future of the sect is something we need to consider in the human world. Now it seems that there is hope for ascension. With the Tianyi Sect's family background, they may all be able to ascend. Who cares about what's behind them?

thing!"

"Ah!" the middle-aged man said curiously: "Everyone... can ascend?"

How envious that expression must be!

The beggar curled his lips: "We all worked hard to get here, they just...but it is undeniable that they have their advantages, and maybe they have some tricks that we don't know about."

The middle-aged man sighed.

As a guest of Tianyimen, Pei Xing was seated next to Yan Qingzheng. In the last row, next to him were Taoist Bo and Fengze.

Pei Xing also advised Yan Qingzheng not to get into such a quarrel with his master. He persisted all his life, and finally he came to Tianyi Sect and became a guest minister!

However, Yan Qingzheng said that his status was not as good as that of Ke Qing, who at least had freedom.

Pei Xing stopped persuading him. To be honest, if it weren't for the fact that he had reached the realm of ascension and wanted to feel more relaxed when he ascended, he would not have chosen to be a guest.

"If you need me to take action, just ask." Pei Xing said, glancing at Bo Dao. Others are easy to talk to, but this person has been relying on his high cultivation to force Yan Qing to be upright.

Yan Qingzheng smiled and nodded: "Thank you, Senior Pei."

Regardless of whether it was necessary or not, Pei Xing's words expressed an attitude. Bo Taoist's face was not very good, but he just looked at his disciple Fengze and swallowed his breath.

Further back, in the disciples' stand, Bailixi sat upright, with cold sweat on his forehead. However, the other disciples were envious of him, especially the male disciples.

Because there was a charming woman sitting next to him, and she would cling to Baili Xiyi from time to time and talk in his ear.

Everyone knows that Baili Xiyi likes Yan Qingzheng, but everyone has also seen the gap between them, and Elder Yan has openly chosen his son-in-law, making it clear that he does not like him.

But...why did this boy hook up with such a beautiful, charming and occasionally innocent nun so quickly!

It is unbearable!

A group of male disciples looked at Prissy pretending to be a gentleman and kept giving him daggers.

Baili Xiyi felt miserable. He couldn't bear this woman, and he didn't dare!

This is Jin Mang, a monster in the transformation stage!

He was already on par with Pei Xing back then, and now he is ranked among the top ten in the competition!

He didn't dare to move. It was like going back to the time when he was just starting out, when the master forced him to squat on horseback to practice the basics. He couldn't move anything except his eyeballs...

Jin Mang looked around excitedly. She had traveled extensively in the past few years, but only in the mortal world. This was her first time in the Xuanmen sect.

She sent a letter to Yan Qing Zheng Feijian and declined the invitation, but agreed to come and have a look.

She hid her actual cultivation level, went to Baili Xiyi, and insisted on sitting with him in the disciples' stand, causing Elder Huo to look at him frequently. After all, cultivators and monsters these days... even in the transformation stage

None of the monsters formed Taoist couples.

I heard that there is something in the fairy world...

And the few disciples who followed Elder Huo to the secret realm knew Jin Mang's true identity, and looked at Baili Xiyi with some pity.

Yan Qing was drinking a cup of tea. As everyone could see, Tian Yimen had been as cold as possible to her Ginkgo Peak in the past few years. The disciples below were all following the wind. Yun Jie

Life with the Yunli siblings was really difficult. If it weren't for the subsidy that Yan Qingzheng asked the Ginkgo Chamber of Commerce to provide, they would hardly be able to hold on.

Especially Yun Jie, compared to Yun Li, he had some promise at first. After all, he could be regarded as a management talent.

As a result, after Yun Li revealed his duty as a disciple, Wen Renchong and others soon discovered that he had taken refuge with Yan Qingzheng, so he was also ostracized.

The reason why he can still stay at Ginkgo Peak is because no one is willing to take his place.

Yan Qing was putting down his tea cup and smiled when he looked at Yun Jie and his sister.

"I have wronged you over the past few years."

Yun Li smiled slightly: "This is the duty of a disciple, and it is not a grievance."

Yunjie didn't say anything. Just because of his sister's "duty", he lost so many opportunities!

"Yunjie, Fengze slapped you three years ago, and you had to cultivate yourself for three months...I always remember this."

Yun Jie was a little moved, and a warm current flashed through his heart, but he still said: "Disciple is fine, Elder Yan, don't worry."

"If you want to be concerned, how can you not be concerned!" Yan Qing's face darkened: "Today, let's see me avenge you!"

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