Outside Wushan, a luxury convoy consisting of twenty carriages and one hundred attendants was parked at the foot of Wushan. The horse pulling the carriage was a purebred "Snow Electric Horse" with snow-white coat and a silver lightning bolt printed on its forehead.
, this horse only lives in the bitter cold land of the far north, moves like the wind, and is said to have ice-type powers. It is a purebred war horse that evolved from the snow monster.
In the whole world, only the Gongsun family of Frost City - one of the four major families as famous as the Ximen family - can master this kind of "snow electric horse" breeding technology.
At this time, at the front of the luxury motorcade, two tall "Snow Horses" raised their heads proudly and snorted twice. The two "Snow Horses" were taller than their companions next to them, and the lightning marks on their foreheads were also made of silver.
Turned into gold, the burly body coupled with the golden lightning with the aura of kings, further showed the extraordinaryness of these two "snow electric horses". Even after a long journey, the infinite bravery of these two horses could not be buried.
At this moment, there are two people sitting on the two horses. Both of them are dressed in snow clothes, but the one on the left is a middle-aged man. His square face is not angry and intimidating, and a domineering air of contempt for the world is faintly revealed.
On the chest of the middle-aged man, there is a golden moon engraved. This man is Gongsun Hong, the head of the Gongsun family in Frost City.
On the right side of Gongsun Hong is an old man. The old man's breath is hidden, and he always has a friendly smile on his face. On his face, the traces of time are ruthlessly carved, but the wrinkles are not deep, making it difficult for people to guess.
His actual age is enough to prove that this old man's status is not low if he can ride on par with the head of the family.
Neither of them dismounted, but sat on the horse and waited patiently. Not long after, waves of light flowed in Wushan Xuanjie, and a group of figures walked out quickly, and at the same time, a string of laughter came from a distance.
Ximen Liu was walking at the front, walking quickly towards the Gongsun family's motorcade, laughter lingering in his mouth.
"I'm sorry, I'm sorry. The Gongsun family is here, but I, a bad old man, haven't come out to greet him for a long time. It's really a sin. Please don't resent the Gongsun family!"
Seeing Ximen Liu, Gongsun Hong, who was on the two horses in front of the motorcade, and the old man next to him relaxed their brows, got off their horses together, and greeted Ximen Liu with a smile.
"Hello, Elder Ximen!" Gongsun Hong walked up to Ximen Liu and quickly made a standard junior salute.
Ximen Liu puffed out his sleeves and spit out a mouthful of true energy, dragged Gongsun Hong's body up, and looked up and down again. When he saw the golden moon on Gongsun Hong's chest, Ximen Liu suddenly slapped his head and laughed: "
I remembered that you are that boy from the Gongsun family. I met you more than a hundred years ago. I didn’t expect that today, you would actually be the leader of the clan. It’s a blessing, a blessing, hahaha.
!”
Gongsun Hong smiled and said reverently: "Old senior still remembers me, I'm really flattered!"
"Humph, you old guy, you can only see Hong'er but not me?" The old man beside Gongsun Hong finally spoke, pretending to be angry and scolding Ximen Liu with a smile.
"Hahaha, my old friend, how could I forget you? I haven't seen you for more than a hundred years, and you are still the same..." Seeing his old friend, Ximen Liu could no longer maintain his senior posture, and his eyes were a little red.
, the same goes for the old man. If he hadn't been concerned about his identity, I'm afraid the two old men would have hugged each other fiercely at this moment.
Seeing that the scene was a bit sad, Gongsun Hong quickly jumped out to smooth things over: "Elder Ximen, my elder is always thinking about you. No, I have to ride a horse when I go out this time. I said I must see you as soon as possible.
Elder you!"
Ximen Liu pretended to rub the "sand" in his eyes and said with emotion: "Hey, time is not forgiving. If I can see you again, even death is worth it."
The two chatted for a while, sighing that time makes people grow old. After chatting for a while, Gongsun Hong interrupted the two elders' reminiscing: "Elder Ximen, may I ask where Ximen Chen is? That guy still owes me three dollars."
The altar is full of wine, why don’t you see him come out to see me?”
Ximen Liu felt a chill in his heart. He made an excuse and said unnaturally: "Chen'er... he went out for training a year ago. This conference came so suddenly. We have already sent people to look for him. I guess
I’ll be back soon.”
How could the trace of disappointment flowing through Gongsun Hong's eyes escape Ximen Liu's eyes? He turned back and looked at the Gongsun family's motorcade. Ximen Liu forced out a smile and shouted loudly: "Okay, let's not stand here and talk.
, quickly let your people come in with me. Your Gongsun family is the first to arrive this time. I will choose a residential area with the best scenery for you in a while. At noon, we will have a good time catching up with old times. In my Wanjiange Pavilion,
I won’t come back drunk.”
"Okay, I won't come back until I'm drunk, hahaha. Hong'er, lead the convoy and go in with your uncle Ximen Liu to settle down."
"Yes!" Gongsun Hong ordered, led by several consuls from the Ximen family, and the convoy slowly approached the Wushan territory, while the old man and Ximen Liu walked towards Jianshan.
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In the next few days, major families and sects arrived one after another, and Ximenliu went back and forth between the various convoys. He confessed his sins and held banquets. He finally entertained this group of people to satisfaction, but Ximenliu was a little bit agitated.
Sadly, when almost every convoy arrives, they will ask the same question... "Why isn't Ximen Chen here?"
Yes, why isn’t Ximen Chen here?
Ximen Liu was also asking himself this question silently. After thinking about it, it all started with that strange boy. It seems... that boy's name was Ximen Siyu.
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Time flies, and in the blink of an eye, the time for the conference is approaching. Among the four tribes and six sects, except for the mysterious Shenguiliu who has not yet arrived, all other families and sects have arrived at the Ximen family and settled in Wushan.
More than 2,000 courtyards outside the Wushan Mountains were finally completed. The small sects, casual cultivators, and ascetics who signed up to participate in the conference all came together and moved into the courtyards. Fortunately, the Ximen family decorated the courtyards with mysterious buildings.
The same fine facilities as in the industry prevented those people from complaining too much.
Tomorrow is the Ascension Conference, and all the contestants are making final preparations. The Shengui style finally arrived at the Ximen family on the last day. What is surprising is that this time, only three people came from the Shengui style.
A leader, an elder, and a young man.
It was already ten minutes at noon, and outside Wushan Xuanjie, a row of people stood quietly. This group of people were gorgeously dressed, and each piece of clothing represented the highest status of a sect or family. This group of people was the representative of all families and sects.
Representative, the Ximen family sent Ximen Liu this time. But now, their faces were serious, because they were waiting for three people, the three most important people...the three people who had overcome the tribulation.
The sun has risen above the head, and the sun is scorching, but for these people with profound cultivation, the sun above their heads can't compare to the anxiety in their hearts at this moment.
As everyone raised their heads and prayed, finally at noon, three golden carriages came from a distance.
The young coachman shouted his horsewhip, shaking it in the air and making an explosion. Six strong horses respectively dragged three golden luxury carriages, and rushed towards the Five Mountains... The golden bells swaying on the horses made an exciting sound.
The intoxicating sound echoed between heaven and earth for a long time...