At noon that day, everyone in Manxing City witnessed the terrifying scene of meteors falling from the sky.
But in the small square of the annex palace called "Summer Palace", Meng Jiaoyang and others who witnessed this scene from the best viewing place did not feel at all relaxed.
The fat man wiped the cold sweat from his forehead, glanced at Yi Bai and let go of his hand. He waited until the man in golden robe and the head of Tingfeng Pavilion named Zhong Shuye, who were greeting each other from afar, had reached a stage of greeting.
After walking a few steps, he bowed his hands to the man in golden robe and said, "But the master of the Golden Sword Sect, Master Ling An? I'm the prefect of Yongchang County, Meng Jiaoyang. You are polite."
The man in the golden robe then looked sideways, snorted, raised his hand reluctantly, and bowed like a secular fist-cup salute, "It's Ling Anzi, I've met the prefect."
Meng Jiaoyang's momentum was taken away by him. How could he care about anything else? For a moment, he was speechless and didn't know what to do.
On the other side, a golden-robed man named Ling Anzi slowly stepped off the chariot with a stern face. Together with dozens of murderous cultivators in black robes behind him, they led a force that was comparable to hundreds of warriors on the battlefield.
The smell of more blood forced all the palace attendants in Yongchang County to retreat uncontrollably.
When Ling Anzi saw this, he was even more disdainful. He walked directly in front of Meng Jiaoyang and the others and came to Zhong Shuye's side. He didn't care where the banquet hall was in the Summer Palace, and directly stretched out his hand to lead Ting Feng.
Everyone in the pavilion walked deeper into the palace, "Fellow Daoist Shu Ye, does he know if Master Qiming of the Cangyan Sword Sect will come to this 'Annan Conference'?"
Zhong Shuye nodded to Meng Jiaoyang and followed Ling Anzi forward. As he walked, he said, "I heard that Qixingzi is in Anling now, and Qizhenzi is... so Master Qiming should be here this time."
Come on, after all, the prefect of Li County... I heard he is quite fond of him."
Ling Anzi snorted and said, "Prefect of Li County? He's just a kid who dared to bewitch Master Qiming by some unknown means. I heard Yun Bailou say that even he was deceived by that kid. If that's true,
We all have to be careful, after all, when it comes to things like playing tricks, we are probably no match at all."
Zhong Shuye smiled and said nothing.
On the other side, Meng Jiaoyang and other people from Yongchang County took a few steps to catch up. As the prefect of Yongchang County and the master of this summer palace, Meng Jiaoyang led the way with a smile on his face, half a step ahead of everyone, and his posture was extremely low.
But except for Zhong Shuye, neither the people in Tingfeng Pavilion behind him nor Ling Anzi and the people in Jinjian Sect behind him had ever laid their eyes on the fat prefect for more than a breath.
After the group of people walked through the two gates, they suddenly became enlightened.
The square is wide and the main hall is towering, but the most eye-catching thing is the market in the square in front of the hall.
There were a lot of people there and a dazzling array of things to see.
Some cultivators are surrounded by all kinds of exotic flowers and plants, and their fragrance can be smelled a hundred meters away. Some cultivators are surrounded by smart animals, including birds with shimmering lights above their heads.
There are deers with shining lights on them, and some Taoist priests place rows of talismans in front of them, or simply place one or two magic weapons.
More cultivators were walking among them, wearing different colors. They were looking and asking, and it was very lively.
The exquisite girl walking beside Zhong Shuye couldn't help covering her mouth with her hands, raised her head and glanced at Zhong Shuye and the woman on the other side, then quietly took a few steps back, pulling the tall and strong senior brother and trotting away.
Team.
Zhong Shuye, Ling Anzi and others just glanced at it and followed Meng Jiaoyang and others to a side hall.
But before the exquisite girl could pick out a favorite one from the stall filled with crystal stones by the first cultivator, she looked up with everyone in the midst of exclamations, because a strange phenomenon appeared in the eastern sky!
I saw a big bird appearing in the eastern sky. The bird was white as snow, with wingspan as wide as clouds. It was like a big fish swimming in the sea. Every time it flapped its wings, it could glide far away.
It flew over Xingcheng and circled down until it landed on this square. Only then did everyone see clearly that the bird was actually an incredibly huge crane!
The crane landed on the ground, flapping its wings and bringing up a huge airflow, causing the scene to become chaotic. However, all the cultivators dared to be angry but did not dare to speak. After silently looking over there, they all lowered their heads and rearranged their stalls.
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The exquisite girl looked over there for a long time, watching dozens of women in snow-white dresses leaping off the back of the crane. Each one looked like a Lingbo fairy, exuding intoxicating beauty in every move, "Brother, they
She must be the fairy from Xiaoyao Valley."
The tall man looked coldly and nodded, "The leader among them is the master of Xiaoyao Valley, Wan Qingsi, whom he met once on Cangyan Mountain."
The exquisite girl nodded, and her eyes fell on the leading fairy involuntarily. She was as beautiful as a young girl, with green silk and snow-buttoned hair, and a misty hairband. She was just like a fairy from the world who came to the world. She was staring at the leading fairy.
When she went to look, the other party also looked over with awareness, and looked at her for a moment, and then turned around to greet Ling Anzi and others, "I heard that this senior is more than two hundred years old, and his appearance is as beautiful as a cardamom girl.
, it’s really enviable...”
The tall man had already crouched down and was picking at a Taoist stall. Hearing this, he raised his head and glanced at the exquisite girl in confusion. Without saying anything, he turned over and picked up the things in front of him.
The exquisite girl just said that, and then she forgot about the cardamom girl, and ran to the stall of a female cultivator on the other side, and lost herself among the magic tools that looked like pearls and jade.
It was only after she exchanged a precious golden talisman for a bunch of tiny magical artifacts like earrings and pendants that she heard people in the market say, "The people from the Cangyan Sword Sect are here."
She and the tall man looked back and saw bright stars in the western sky. The stars were not large and there were not many. Compared with the gorgeous arrival of the other three sects, they seemed too simple.
But those twenty-odd sword rays, which didn't seem to be anything remarkable, attracted the attention of everyone present.
Because although Qi Xingzi, the headmaster of Cangyan Sword Sect, has not left the mountain for decades, his reputation is still too loud in Hanzhou, Southwest China, and even among sects all over the world. Now, if he can even attend an Annan Conference, this Southwest
The sects on Hanzhou Mountain have really gathered together.
The sword light was extremely fast, and when it landed in this square from the sky, everyone could clearly see the leader. He had white eyebrows and a long beard, and his face was expressionless. If it weren't for the way he looked when walking in the air before, he would have been wearing that
Wearing a large Taoist robe, everyone would only regard him as an old mortal sunbathing at the entrance of the village.
The old Taoist just glanced at the market, nodded to everyone, and then walked towards the banquet hall under the guidance of several palace waiters.
After Lao Dao and the other Cangyan sword cultivators left, all the monks in the market secretly breathed a sigh of relief, as if everyone had held their breath in unison just a moment ago.
The exquisite girl looked at the direction where the old man left with wide eyes, and couldn't help but murmured, "How can this old man be so angry..."