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Chapter Two Hundred and Thirty-Three: Farewell

He was so tired that Qingyang did not meditate at night. Instead, he had a good sleep in a luxurious room and did not get up until daybreak the next day.

After all, he was a young man. After a night's rest, Qingyang had almost recovered. When Lu Dingshan came to find him, Qingyang was already full of energy and looked completely different from yesterday.

After simply eating something, Senior Brother Li Shengbo came over and took everyone to meet Master Jiang. When they arrived outside the courtyard where Master Jiang lived, they waited for a while before Master Jiang left with another monk who was in the middle stage of Qi Refining.

When he came out, his name was Qu Pingjing. Like Li Shengbo, he was also sent by Qingfeng Palace to assist Master Jiang in recruiting disciples at the Immortal Knocking Conference.

Seeing everyone at the door, Master Jiang didn't say much. He just glanced at everyone, and then walked towards the front hall where the Immortal Knocking Conference was held, and everyone else followed suit.

When he came to the main hall, he found that a lot of people had already gathered here. Not to mention the crowds of people outside watching the excitement, there were more than a hundred monks in the main hall alone. Qingyang glanced around and found that most of them were just like them, only two or three.

A high-level monk and several young disciples seemed to be from various sects attending the Immortal Kowling Conference.

However, four of the seven Immortal Sects left yesterday, and most of the remaining ones are people from small and medium-sized sects, and their strength is much worse than that of Qingfeng Palace. Qingyang looked around and could even see the young disciples over there.

The complex look he cast towards me contained excitement and envy.

There are only two sects in the main hall that can be compared with Qingfeng Palace. One of them is Jinding Pavilion, led by an old man in gray robe with white beard and hair; the other is Lingxi Valley, led by an architect.

A middle-aged woman in her base period, a MILF, her charm is still there.

The Sanren of Yuling who were seeing off outside Yuling City yesterday were also there, bringing with them many of the senior officials of Yuling City, talking to everyone with smiles on their faces. There were people from several major families, but the heads of the families in the Qi Refining Period seemed a bit a bit awkward on this occasion.

Not enough to see, here are the ancestors of each of their families.

The ancestor of the Liang family is an old man with a white face and short beard. He has a cultivation level of the second level. His strength is not outstanding among the ancestors of other families. Qingyang took a deep look at the other person and put his image into it.

Keep it in mind. This old man with a white face and short beard is the backer of the Liang family. In the future, I must at least have the power to intimidate this person before I dare to come to the Liang family to seek justice. Otherwise, I will come here to seek death.

In the early stages of foundation building, my own sixth level of the Pulse Opening Realm is vastly different from that of my opponent. The gap between the two is almost despairing, and I don't know when I will have this strength.

Fortunately, it was not the head of the Liang family, Liang Yudong, who came here. Otherwise, Qingyang's whereabouts would have been discovered by the Liang family now. The Liang family would not have caused trouble for him on the spot, because he was already a quasi-disciple of Qingfeng Hall, and Master Jiang would not

Allow others to casually bully the newly recruited disciples.

However, if the Liang family discovers him in advance, he will definitely make other responses. With the Liang family's background, there will be no shortage of back-ups. If someone keeps thinking about him, he will definitely be very passive in the future.

After glancing at the ancestor of the Liang family, Qingyang calmly turned his head away to avoid looking at him for too long and attracting his attention.

There are a total of thirteen sects in the main hall, and each sect has only recruited four to five disciples. Only the situation in Lingxi Valley is slightly better, with a full six disciples recruited. Fortunately, Qingyang joined last night

Qingfeng Palace, otherwise Qingfeng Palace would have the fewest disciples.

If we include the four sects that left yesterday, the total number of disciples recruited for this Immortal Knocking Conference is only in their early eighties. Compared with the huge base of monks in Yuling City, this number can be said to be one in a thousand. No wonder

The competition in every Kuxian conference will be so fierce.

The people had already arrived, and the Yuling Sanren exchanged a few words with everyone, and then led everyone outside the main hall. The monks who were watching the excitement outside automatically gave up a spacious passage, and then watched the Immortal Sect envoys and their recruitment

The disciples left.

The Immortal Knocking Conference is over. For the low-level casual cultivators like them, this matter just gives them more things to talk about. How should they spend their days in the future?

Everyone soon arrived outside Yuling City. The middle-aged female cultivator in Lingxi Valley waved her hand, and a purple square handkerchief flew into the sky. In the blink of an eye, it became ten feet in size. The middle-aged female cultivator brought

The disciples in Lingxi Valley all jumped onto the square handkerchiefs, then raised their hands behind them, and the huge purple square handkerchiefs led them out of Yuling City first.

At the same time, the gray-robed old man from Jinding Pavilion casually threw a fist-sized round tripod. The round tripod quickly turned into a giant tripod with a diameter of more than seven feet. The gray-robed old man stood a little below his feet.

On the edge of the giant cauldron, other Jinding Pavilion disciples also jumped into the giant cauldron. Then the giant cauldron hovered in the air and flew into the sky.

When it was Qingfeng Hall's turn, Master Jiang took out an object and threw it into the air. The object swelled in the wind and eventually turned into a small boat more than ten feet long floating in the air. Master Jiang led the disciples of Qingfeng Hall and jumped onto the boat.

Then he bowed his hands to the Yuling Sanren who were seeing him off in Yuling City below, and then drove the boat to fly away into the distance.

After the three sects of Lingxi Valley, Jinding Pavilion, and Qingfeng Palace left, the other small and medium-sized sects said goodbye to the Jade Spirit Sanren one by one, and then each showed their magical powers and returned to the sect. Of course, there are also small sects that lack strength and cannot take them with them.

The disciples can only fly by walking.

For these sects, they are better than those below. Those big sects are not envious, but they finally have a backer, which is much better than being a casual cultivator in Yuling City. Moreover, there are few disciples in small sects, so there is competition

There are also few competitors for resources. As long as you practice diligently, your future achievements may not be much lower than those of disciples who have joined the seven immortal sects.

The space on the boat was not very large. Senior Uncle Jiang was sitting in the front alone controlling the boat. Two senior brothers, Li Shengbo and Qu Pingjing, were standing in the middle, and the remaining four people were standing side by side at the rear.

Looking at the Yuling City below, I was filled with emotions. I finally got what I wanted and entered the Qingfeng Palace, one of the seven immortal sects. The hard work of the past six months was worth it. For Yuling City, Qingyang didn't have much

Nostalgic, this place didn't leave him any good memories, only the Liang family who had deceived him.

In the past six months, Qingyang has only been with three people sincerely. Yu Mengmiao was taken away by the Yin Yang Sect, and he no longer has to worry about it; Lu Dingshan also joined the Qingfeng Palace, and there will be many opportunities to deal with him in the future; as for Liang Zhongtian,

Regardless of whether he had lied to him or not, because of this incident in the Liang family, it was impossible for the two of them to have much more to do with each other.

~~~~~~Celebrating the New Year, five updates will be posted tomorrow. I wish all readers a happy Chinese New Year and great fortune in the Year of the Pig!


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