Zuzhou, Kunlun, Shanhai Harbor.

This is the largest port in Kunlun. Almost all the ships from the Immortal Alliance dock here. Even some sea ships from aristocratic sects are proud to be able to dock in the Shanhai Harbor, which has almost become a symbol of some status.

At this time, only three days before the beginning of the mountain and sea meeting, the sea area around Shanhai Harbor became very busy. It is no exaggeration to say that thousands of sails compete for the current.

Due to the limitation of the size of Shanhai Port, at most three sea ships can enter side by side at a time, so every time a while, you can see several sea ships competing for the location of the port.

This has almost become the most interesting program in Kunlun Mansion on the eve of Shanhaihui. Some people can only judge the strength of some sects and families participating in Shanhaihui from the competition for the entry position of this sea boat.

Some gambling shops even formulate odds for each force participating in the Shanhaihui Association according to this. Those gamblers who are waiting to make a fortune by relying on Shanhaihui will not miss this opportunity to understand the bet target. Therefore, from the first ten days before the opening of Shanhaihui Association, the Shanghai Port has been surrounded.

It is precisely because of this that many small sects and forces will make a lot of effort when entering the port, hoping to make their mark in front of the monks of the ten states. As long as they can gain a little reputation in Kunlun, it will be much more convenient to recruit disciples in the future.

However, because many large sects and aristocratic families arrived at the end, the competition between some aristocratic families and aristocratic families a few days ago was fierce and fierce. But after watching it too much, I was still tired of it, and even the more I looked at it, it became more and more like a child fighting.

However, starting yesterday, as some major sects and forces in the ten states arrived one after another, the port, which was a little heavy, became lively again.

Near Shanhai Harbor, there is a restaurant called Yanyulou, which is the best place to enjoy this lively place.

Yanyu Tower is located west of Shanhai Harbor, above the south gate of Kunlun, overlooking the North Sea, and looking at Kunlun west, it is three stories high. Four nanmu golden pillars in the building run straight through the roof. After a hundred years of wind and rain, it has long been a very famous scene in Kunlun.

But none of the monks who can climb the Smoky Rain Tower on such a day are ordinary people.

"Sister, at present, the only ones in other prefectures that can compete with our eight major families in Kunlun Prefecture should be the only ones on the list."

On a table beside the window on the third floor of Yanyu Building, a handsome boy handed a booklet to a woman in front of him.

"I'll take a look."

The woman took the booklet.

The woman's skin is as white as snow, her upper body is plump, but her waist is extremely slender. On her palm-sized oval face, there is a pair of peach blossom eyes, and her eyes are even more charming and green. There is also a beauty mole on her cherry lips, giving people a thrilling charm. But after covering her shoulder-length black hair, she also feels like a young lady in the boudoir.

This mixture of purity and charm gives this girl an extraordinary temperament.

"In this, the Wuyamen in Yuanzhou, Taichu Pavilion, Qingyanfang in Liuzhou, Ximen couple in Baqi Island, Wugui Palace in Xuanzhou, Duankong Tower in Liuzhou, Huanhai Temple, Qianren Cliff in Shengzhou are all things we need to pay attention to. In addition, the Zhuge family in Shengzhou and the Murong family have been in good momentum recently, especially the Zhuge ancestor of Zhuge family. I heard that his evil skills have been greatly improved recently. You should have heard of Murong Feng, the Murong family, and he has been so amazing. He has brought the Murong family into the top families with his own strength, and their ship should be here today."

The boy poured a cup of tea for each of them, and told the girl in front of him.

"Murong Feng is not bad, but that perverted old man in Zhuge family is forgot."

The girl continued to flip through the booklet in her hand. The information recorded in the booklet was very comprehensive, and it recorded in detail the list of masters in those forces and the skills they practiced, and even some of their little hobbies.

"Sister, don't underestimate the enemy. As far as I know, Zhuge's ancestor has refined a drop of source blood. He has reached the state of immortality of the source blood. Even the old man will have some trouble dealing with it."

The boy put down the teacup and reminded him with a serious expression.

"This is the information I just received before going upstairs. It's unknown whether the Piaomiao ancestor of the Zhuge family can participate in the Shanhai Club now."

The girl put a piece of letter paper stacked in triangles on the table and pushed it to the boy, and her eyes were still staring at the booklet in her hand.

"Didn't the Zhuge family's ship arrive yesterday? It was so popular at that time."

The boy picked up the paper in confusion.

He opened the letter and took a look, then frowned and said, "How is this possible? The Patriarch Piaomiao actually lost to Heisang, who was Wujiguan?!"

"What's impossible?"

The girl looked up at the boy, then curled her lips and said:

"This information was cut from the Immortal Alliance. If the above description is correct, the sword technique used by Heisang is most likely to be the long-lost Demon Sword Sutra."

"This is impossible. Let's not talk about where he got the Demon Sword Sutra. This Demon Sword Sutra is a skill to kill yourself first. In addition to the Sword Demon himself, have you seen a second person practiced in recent years?"

The boy still doesn't believe it.

"It's impossible, we will see the results at this mountain and sea meeting."

The girl doesn't seem to want to continue to get entangled in this issue.

She continued to flip through the booklet in her hand, but when she saw the last page, her expression suddenly changed and she said with a little joy:

"The Cangyun Sect of Yingzhou has also come to participate in the Shanhai Conference. I thought I wouldn't see people from Yingzhou this year."

"Yes, if it weren't for the Cangyun Sect and the Qiushui Yunii, I wouldn't really want to put them in."

The boy smiled.

"Why are there only information about Liu Mu, the leader of Cangyun Sect, on your behalf?"

The girl asked strangely.

"Sister, you don't know anything."

The boy took a sip of tea and continued:

"With Qiushui suppressing the entrance to the abyss, the spiritual energy of Yingzhou is getting thinner and thinner. It is no longer the Qinglian Immortal Palace, which is not as good as Kunlun. Many sects and families have already left Yingzhou. The only one who is still there is Cangyun Sect, but the price of staying is that in the past ten years, dozens of fallen lands have been added to the entire Cangyun Sect. Some young cultivators with talent have already left. Only Liu Mu can have the power to fight."

"It's true that the birds fly high, the lonely clouds go to freely, and they never get tired of seeing each other, only Cangyun Mountain."

The girl sighed with a little desolate expression.

"Brother, do you know?"

She put the booklet in her hand on the table and took a sip of the tea ceremony:

"What I want to see most among these countless sects and families is actually Qiu Shui. Since my father told me the story of the amber sword, I have been thinking about whether I can see Qiu Shui's disciples attend the mountain and sea meeting again."

"Isn't there the evil Li Yunsheng of Qiu Shui?"

The boy smiled.

"It is unknown whether he will come or not. If you cannot be sure, you will lose less if you have less expectations."

The girl said.

"But sister, just say this to me. Don't say it to outsiders. If you are heard by the spies from the Immortal Alliance, the old man will be afraid that you will be punished again."

The boy warned.

"You treat your sister as a three-year-old."

The girl pretended to be angry and stretched out her slender nephrite fingers to the boy's forehead.

The boy smiled and his smile was extremely clean. I have to say that both the siblings were born very beautiful.

The girl's charming expression inadvertently made the monks who had just sat down at the table behind the two of them stunned, especially the short and thin boy in gorgeous clothes, who was almost saliva.

The identities of those people at this table are also very interesting. They are middle-aged with a good temperament but thin body like bamboo poles, a middle-aged woman with a plump and fat body, and the young man with a delicate skin but a pair of dark circles.

Judging from the appearance and expression of the three, they seemed to be a family.

"Nian'er, stop looking around and sit down."

After the middle-aged man sat down, he frowned and hummed.

The young monk then turned his head reluctantly.

"Ximen You, you are useless, what's wrong with my family?"

The middle-aged woman gave a blank look at the middle-aged man sitting opposite him and cursed loudly.

As she said that, she turned her head and glared at the girl in extreme disgust:

"I don't know which family's slut is, and it's a bit of a charming smell. In this public place, I don't know how to be more solemn."

"you!……"

"What are you, are you, I'm wrong?"

The middle-aged man, who was as thin as a bamboo pole, was so angry that he pointed at the woman about to speak, but he didn't want to be directly criticized by the woman's saliva.

"Mom, that sister is so beautiful. I want to make a table with her."

The boy pouted to the woman and said coquettishly, but this expression was extremely strange with his big blue-black bags.

When the woman heard the boy's coquettish voice, her originally fierce and cold face instantly "melt" and patted the boy's cheek with a doting face and said:

"We will sit on the table where my Nian'er wants to sit on."

"Aren't you messing around? We are not familiar with others, so why should we sit there!"

The honest middle-aged man tried his best to lower his voice and said angrily.

"What's the point of being unable to sit? Is she the Emperor? Is a little slutty person, and my son is willing to sit down, so he respects her!"

The fat middle-aged woman said with an unhappy look on her face.

Her voice was loud, which caused some diners in the restaurant to snicker.

"This is Kunlun, not Liuzhou, not our Yaqi Island!"

The middle-aged man pulled the fat woman's sleeve and lowered his voice, with a slight pleading in his tone.

"Let's go, I want to see if we two can sit down!"

However, the fat woman was unmoved at all. She directly pulled up the dark circles beside her and walked towards the siblings table.

"Nian'er, you sit here."

The fat woman dragged away an empty chair next to the girl.
Chapter completed!