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Really too tired, Qingyang didn't meditate and practice at night, but slept soundly in a luxurious room, and didn't get up until the next day when the sky was bright.
After all, he is a young man. After a night of rest, Qingyang has almost recovered. When Lu Dingshan came to find him, Qingyang was already refreshed, and he was completely different from yesterday.
After having a quick bite, Senior Brother Li Shengbo came over and took everyone to meet Senior Uncle Jiang. Came outside the courtyard where Master Jiang lived, and after waiting for a while, Master Jiang came out with another monk in the mid-stage of Qi refining. This person was named Qu Pingjing, and like Li Shengbo, he was also sent by Qingfeng Palace to assist Master Jiang to kowtow. The Immortal Assembly recruits disciples.
Seeing the people at the door, Uncle Jiang didn't say much, just glanced at everyone, and then walked towards the main hall where the exorcism meeting was held in front, and the others followed in turn.
When I came to the main hall, I found that many people had already gathered here. Leaving aside the crowds outside to watch the excitement, there were no less than a hundred monks in the main hall alone. Qingyang swept his eyes and found that most of them were like them, two or three high-ranking monks and a few young disciples, who seemed to be from various sects who came to participate in the Immortal Kowtow 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 complicated looks of excitement and envy from the young disciples over there.
In the main hall, there are only two sects that can be compared with Qingfeng Hall, one of which is Jinding Pavilion, led by an old man in gray robe with white beard and hair; the other is Lingxi Valley, led by a builder A middle-aged woman in her base period, a MILF, still has her charm.
The Sanren of Yuling who were seeing off outside Yuling City yesterday were also there, bringing with them many senior officials of Yuling City and talking to everyone with smiles on their faces. There were people from several major families, but it seemed that the family heads in the Qi Refining Period were a bit underwhelmed on this occasion. It was the ancestors of each of their families who came.
The ancestor of the Liang family was an old man with a white face and short beard. His cultivation was on the second floor of the foundation building, and his strength was not outstanding among the ancestors of other families. Qingyang took a deep look at him, and his image Keep it in mind. This white-faced and short-bearded old man is the backer of the Liang family. In the future, he must at least have the power to deter this person before he dares to come to the Liang family to seek justice, otherwise he will come here to seek death.
In the early days of foundation building, my sixth level of the Vein Opening Realm was very different from the opponent's. The gap between the two was almost desperate, and I didn't know when I would have this strength.
Fortunately, it was not Liang Yudong, the head of the Liang family who came here. Otherwise, Qingyang's whereabouts would be discovered by the Liang family now. Tolerate others casually bullying the newly recruited disciples.
However, if the Liang family found out about him in advance, they would definitely make other countermeasures. With the background of the Liang family, there will be no shortage of backers. If someone keeps thinking about him, he will definitely be very passive in the future.
After taking one look at the Liang family ancestor, 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 Nalingxi Valley is slightly better, and a full six disciples have been recruited. Fortunately, Qingyang joined Qingfeng Hall last night, otherwise Qingfeng Hall would have the fewest disciples.
If you add the four sects that left yesterday, the total number of disciples recruited at the Immortal Knocking Conference is only in their early 80s. Compared with the huge number of monks in the entire Yuling City, this number can be said to be one in a thousand. No wonder Every time the competition in the Immortal Calling Conference will be so fierce.
The people had already arrived, and the Yuling Sanren exchanged greetings with everyone, and then led everyone out of the hall. The monks who were watching the excitement outside automatically made way for a spacious passage, and then watched the Immortal Sect envoys and the disciples they recruited leave.
The Immortal Kowtow Conference is over. For these low-level casual cultivators, this matter is just a little more talk about how to live in the future.
Everyone soon came to the outside of Yuling City. The middle-aged female cultivator in Lingxi Valley waved her hand, and a purple square handkerchief flew into the sky, and it became a foot in size in a blink of an eye. The middle-aged female cultivator led all the disciples from Lingxi Valley into a handkerchief, and then cupped her hands behind her. The huge purple handkerchief led them to leave Yuling City first.
At the same time, the gray-robed old man of the Golden Cauldron Pavilion casually threw a fist-sized round tripod, and the round tripod quickly turned into a giant tripod with a diameter of more than seven feet. The old man in gray robe stood on the edge of the giant cauldron, and the other Jinding Pavilion disciples also jumped into the cauldron.In the middle of the tripod, the giant tripod hovered in the air for a while, and then flew into the sky.
When it was Qingfeng Hall¡¯s turn, Uncle 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. Uncle Jiang took the disciples of Qingfeng Palace and got on the boat, then he also raised his hand to the Yuling Sanren who were seeing off in Yuling City below, and then drove the boat to fly away.
After the three sects of Lingxi Valley, Jinding Pavilion, and Qingfeng Palace left, the other small and medium-sized sects said goodbye to the Yuling Sanren one by one, and then each showed their magical powers and returned to their sects. Of course, there are also small sects with insufficient strength, those who cannot fly with their disciples can only rely on walking.
For these martial arts, there are more than the top comparison. Those big schools are envious, but they finally have a backer, which is much better than being a repairs in Yuling City. Moreover, small sects have fewer disciples and fewer competitors for resources. As long as they practice diligently, their 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 sat in the front and controlled the boat alone. Two senior brothers, Li Shengbo and Qu Pingjing, stood in the middle, and the remaining four stood side by side at the rear.
Looking at 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 nostalgia, and he didn't have any good memories here, only the Liang family who had deceived him.
In the past six months, Qingyang has only had three sincere relationships. Yu Mengmiao was taken away by the Yin Yang Sect, and he no longer had to worry about it; Lu Dingshan also joined the Qingfeng Palace, and there would be many opportunities to deal with him in the future; as for Liang Zhongtian, no matter whether he had deceived him or not, because the Liang family In this matter, it is impossible for the two of them to have too much entanglement.
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