Chapter 115 Immortal Gate Conference
And taking such a lot of trouble to pick up a dispensable thing seems to be something that can be done by tracing the light.
He Qing was wandering in his mind, and Yun Tian asked again: "Is this the case for the devilish young master who sneaked into your sect?"
He Qing came back to his senses and said in a calm tone: "The most important thing now is to prevent the devil from releasing demon gods to cause trouble in the world, and to allocate combat power to deal with the devil. A small gain is a big loss."
Yun Tian snorted coldly: "If such an insidious and cunning person appears in our Guanghan Sect, he will be hunted down for thousands of miles and will never be let go."
Hearing Yuntian curse at Su Guang, He Qing felt a little uncomfortable, but considering that Yuntian was complaining about herself, it was difficult for her not to remain emotionless, and said with emotion: "Brother Yun is straightforward, there are not many people who have come to Beifeng to test me in the past few days. , you are still the first person to firmly believe in me.”
Yuntian said: "What? Does anyone still doubt you?"
He Qing motioned him to look at his yard: "Every peak is crowded with people, but my place is still the same as usual. It can be seen that they don't want to have anything to do with me. So, Brother Yun, you are too close to me." If you are close, be careful of being implicated by me.”
Even though the leaders of the four peaks of Lingshan all issued a fact sheet equivalent to a joint statement, some people still could not stop questioning, and even suspected that the five leaders of Lingshan were colluding to deliberately protect He Qing.
Although the advent of the Lingxiao Double Sword Art and the appearance of the auspicious beast Green Bull diverted a large part of the attention, He Qing was still unable to clear his suspicions. And He Qing also knew that he was not innocent, so he wanted to remind Yuntian, it’s better to protect yourself wisely.
Unexpectedly, after hearing this, Yuntian waved his hand: "This is simple, let me, Guanghan Sect, show it. From today on, I will live in your Beifeng until the end of the conference, and see if anyone dares to doubt me, Guanghan Sect." Also in collusion with the devil.”
He Qing: ...That's not what I meant...
Yun Tian patted He Qing's shoulder heavily: "You, the five great immortal sects in Lingshan, have been the leaders among the immortal sects since tens of thousands of years ago. They occupy the most advantageous geographical location and have mastered most of the ancient classics. Some people are jealous of Qigong, but that’s normal, don’t take it too seriously.”
He Qing didn't know whether to laugh or cry, and suddenly he understood why Guanghan Sect could become a paradise for sword cultivators. Even the leader was such an upright and forthright person, so the disciples under his sect could imagine.
But no matter what, the matter was settled like this. Yuntian is a person who does what he says, and immediately informed Xuan Qingzi that he would move from the largest neighboring peak besides Wufeng to Beifeng. For a while, the originally deserted place The Yaoguang sect suddenly became noisy.
The Guanghan Sect is no different from ordinary immortal sects. The people in the sect like to keep the precepts and will not keep them if they don’t want to. Their personalities are also more carefree than the others. During the day, they are not practicing in Beifeng and making final preparations for the Immortal Sect Conference. He just flies around in the sky with his sword, making endless clanging sounds.
And in the evening, they would sit around in the yard, under the corridor, and beside the cowshed, drinking. When they were drunk, they would fall asleep on the ground. When they were in high spirits, they even used the small kitchen of the Yaoguang sect that had ceased fire for half a year. During the dinner, someone would always sneak in and start the stove, without treating themselves as outsiders at all.
As a result, Gu Changnian and Yue Qingru felt uncomfortable. They were responsible for more than 20 people, and they were not easy to worry about. They were extremely busy in just one day.
Gu Changnian was okay. Although his practice with Hua Chiyu was forced to stop, he didn't say anything about what to do, leaving Yue Qingru and Qingniu, who had been disturbed all day long, wailing every night.
He Qing, who had long been accustomed to being clean, was also disturbed. He vaguely felt that the commotion caused by the Guanghan Sect was even more troublesome than the days when Yuling Palace came to stay temporarily. In desperation, he had no choice but to ask Yue Qingru to go to the mountain gate to invite him. Several disciples from the mountain sect came to help for a few days.
It's impossible to control things, just don't make a mess. In such chaotic days, the Immortal Sect Conference finally began. The venue was located at the martial arts platform closest to the main peak. It was a small mountain and was specially used for competitions.
On the first day, the sky was clear and cloudless. Five thick stone pillars engraved with incantations stood around the martial arts stage, and various immortal sects gathered in all directions in the distance. Xuan Qingzi stood on the main seat and welcomed the guests. At the same time, he once again explained the participation restrictions of this Immortal Sect Conference and reiterated the rule of thumb.
Qi Guanrui stood next to He Qing and whispered softly: "I remember that when my grandfather and I came to attend the Immortal Sect Conference last time, these stone pillars were not there."
"Oh," He Qing explained: "It's because you were almost accidentally injured by a disciple attending the meeting that time, so these stone pillars were added. When opened, a barrier will be set up to prevent the magic from rushing to the stands. "
Thinking of the past, Qi Guanrui couldn't help but smile: "Speaking of which, it was thanks to you being there that time."
He Qing looked at the first group of Xianmen disciples who came on stage seriously, and said warmly: "If anything happens, even if I don't take action at that time, Senior Qi Guan will protect you."
Hearing He Qing speak in such a distant and polite manner, Qi Guanrui sighed a little disappointedly and had no choice but to temporarily put away his thoughts and focus on the martial arts stage.
Probably because they all came here for the sword manual, no matter which sect they came from, most of the disciples used sword skills, but obviously, after all, it was not their own magic weapon, and they were not comfortable with it no matter how they looked at it.
Of course, there are also some heads who discovered when they first arrived at Lingshan that the disciples in Lingshan were all practicing the same swordsmanship. They naturally guessed that Xuan Qingzi "divulged the questions" in advance so that his own people could more easily come out on top, so He gave up his swordsmanship and used a regular duo to fight.
Immortal sects such as Lingshan Wufeng or Guanghan Sect usually do not take action in the first day or two of the conference. This is an unwritten rule among the strong. After all, it is mainly about communication, and the disciples who participate are basically They are all newbies. If they are not serious, they will overwhelm the small sect on the first day. Who will be willing to come here and suffer in the future?
However, due to the special circumstances of this session, everyone wanted to compete for the ancient sword manuals and magical weapons. As the evening approached, some experienced immortal disciples had already appeared on the stage.
Someone took the initiative, and other immortal sects naturally followed suit. As a result, the first day, which had always been the least interesting, came to an end, but there were fierce battles with various spells and spells, making it dizzying.
When the sun went down, Xuan Qingzi stopped the first day's schedule and announced that it would continue at the same time tomorrow.
In previous years, after the competition schedule was suspended, all the immortal sects would gather together to review each other's performance, but this year, as soon as it was over, everyone dispersed in a hurry, flying like a flock of birds, and in an instant there were not many people left.
Xuan Qingzi looked at the deserted venue, stroking his beard and sighed: "I don't know whether this method of recruiting people is good or bad."
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