"The last five sects: Xiling Sword Sect, Danding Cave, Sixiang Mountain, Hengduan Daozhuang, Zixiao Palace (Taoism)."

"The Daduan court recommended: Qingyi Pavilion, Qingxi Jianchi, and the six clans."

"The Beiyuan court recommended: the God List Sword Furnace, the Golden Sword Sect, and the Seven Miaoxian Sect."

"After consulting the organizing committee of the Five Sects, the nine sects that are temporarily recommended are: Confucianism, Buddhism, Yunmeng Sect, Yin Clan, Seven Star Valley, Wumeng Sect, Beast God Sect, Tianji Mountain, and Dingjian Pavilion."

As Elder Wang of the Council of the Six Clans said, with a long announcement, the vast majority of practitioners watching the fun focused their attention on the tentative twenty places to reach the top of Zhongji Mountain.

As for the charter of the Cultivator Alliance, which was quarreling in the main hall of the Jin Palace, and almost fought several times, it was entirely up to Xun Yu and Qin Li to finally be finalized, not many people cared about it.

This is also another degree of butt determines the head.

"Huh? It's not right!"

"How is it wrong? But what strange thing is mixed in?"

"It's not something mixed in, but something missing!"

"I'll take a look... It's okay, all the famous ones are here!"

"There is no Xiaoyao Sect!"

"Xiaoyao Sect? Ahhhh! I remembered it! Isn't that the descendant of Xuanzun!"

"Now I understand, there is a good show!"

Similar conversations like this, after just seeing the novelty of the announcement, they rang out in restaurants and inns everywhere.

In the common thinking of the public, how can we not give face to big people?

In the yard called Chun, Yingying and Yanyan hid in the next room in silence.

Yang Wudao, who was dressed in mess, sat with his eyes narrowed, and his chest was undulating violently.

In front of him, an old man who bent down respectfully stood, the second elder of Xiaoyao Sect.

On the ground, messy pieces of porcelain cups expressed their anger intact.

Amid the messy and wet tea leaves, a pool of tea flows quietly.

Yang Wudao gritted his teeth and his fists clattered, "I think they have eaten Xiong Xin and Leopard's courage! How dare they not take my Xiaoyao Sect seriously!"

After hearing the young master's words, the second elder complained: Oh my god, there are almost all the great people in the world of human cultivation. If you go against them, who is the one who is so brave about the bear heart and leopard!

Isn’t it normal for people not to take Xiaoyao Sect seriously?

Xuan Zun is amazing, but he is in heaven!

In the world, under the banner of Xuanzun, why don’t you go to heaven?

But these words were just thought about, and when he raised his head, he was already filled with indignation, "Who said no! He was just looking down on others!"

"Thirty years, Hedong and thirty years, Hexi, don't bully the young man's poor!" Yang Wudao slapped the table angrily, threw out another famous saying, and went to find his father.

The second elder, who watched the young master hurried away and secretly praised his strength, looked at the next door yearningly, sniffed, and the fragrance remained.

I turned my head passionately and followed.

After another pretending shout, the ancient oil lamp was lit up again in the study of the leader of Xiaoyao Sect.

"Father, everything is in the plan."

The violence and exaggeration on Yang Wudao's face disappeared, replaced by calmness and seriousness.

"Well, hope they didn't get the attention of others."

Yang Tianci nodded slowly, with a solemn expression on his face, "Next, it's time for us to appear."

~~

For seven days, I faced a group of big men who often decide their lives and deaths. I watched them quarrel and tit-for-tat, and my weak self had to bite the bullet and maintain order and mediate. What kind of experience would it be like?

Yunluo, who chaired the seven-day meeting, said that he was tired only one word.

Although he was exhausted, he still couldn't get a rest.

To be precise, he will not have a chance to completely relax and rest until the five congresses are truly over.

Fortunately, he is already a practitioner in the realm of knowing life. A golden elixir can be used to operate, breathing and breathing, and fatigue can always be slowly relieved.

After the meeting, he also made a round of visits.

All the polite congratulations were given to the 20 sects of Jishan that were temporarily selected for the list of the 20 sects in Jishan.

Even Qingyi Pavilion took this kind of thing politely.

After all, the seven-day meeting just ended yesterday.

If Yun Luo was embarrassed at this moment, he would be enemies with the agreement reached by all parties after hardships in the past seven days, and would be against the entire world of cultivation.

Early this morning, someone from Xiling Sword Sect came to send a message, asking Yun Luo to visit the residence of the Sword Sect to speak.

Huo Beizhen, who was greeting at the door, led Yunluo to a water pavilion. Yunluo was surprised to find that besides the sect leader Chen Qingfeng, his grandfather was there too.

In the pond outside the water pavilion, the stagnant water ripples.

The tender green branches by the pond and the willow branches waving in the wind draw nutrients from the stagnant water and mud, and are full of vitality.

The orioles sing on the green willows, brisk and joyful.

After Huo Beizhen retreated and Yun Luo greeted the two of them, Xun Yu smiled and said, "How does these seven days feel?"

"If it weren't for the grandfather and the sect leader, I'm afraid I'd been swallowed up by myself."

Yun Luo smiled and joked that the seven-day experience still had fruitful results. In addition to his original calmness and decisiveness and meticulousness, Yun Luo added a little free and easy.

That was the indifference after truly confronting these top experts in the world.

"It's all the achievements of the prime minister, so I'm not using anything."

Chen Qingfeng waved his hands repeatedly, not daring to take credit.

Xun Yu smiled, not being modest, but looking at Yun Luo, "Do you think there is anything we need to pay attention to in the past seven days?"

"I can't think of it for a moment." Yun Luo smiled embarrassedly, "But if I insist on saying something, I think there may be some problems."

He looked at the two elders and said in a deep voice: "Xiaoyao Sect."

Chen Qingfeng was a little confused, and Xun Yu raised his eyebrows.

"Originally, we all decided to list Xiaoyao Sect as one of the nine recommended sects. The first is that the realm of the leader of the Xiaoyao Sect is in the Wentian Realm, and it is not weak. And because of his descendants of Xuanzun, we should respect it. After all, we have to worship the heaven and pray in the end. According to this arrangement, I should be the one who opposes the most fiercely, but I agreed, but the Lord Qin spoke up and opposed it clearly."

Yun Luo recalled the scene that day, "At that time, we all thought that Yang Wudao, the young master of Xiaoyao Sect, was angry with the arrogant and domineering behavior of the young master of Xiaoyao Sect, or that they were both women, the master of Qin saw the debauchery of the lewd and indecent Xiaoyao Sect, which was not in love with him."

"But the more I thought about it afterwards, the more I felt something was wrong. The head of the Qin Pavilion Master Shenlong was not seen, and Xiaoyao Sect had just come out of the mountain. What chance would he have to mess with her? If he didn't like it simply, he would knock down the descendants of Xuanzun. This is probably not something a mature sect leader would do, right?"

After Yun Luo finished talking about his doubts, Chen Qingfeng's doubts became deeper, "But if there is any relationship between the Lord Qin and Xiaoyao Sect, why should he kick him out of the recommendation list again? This doesn't make sense!"

Yun Luo scratched his head, "So, I just can't figure it out."

"It's great, just think about it. The truth is often hidden in these things that can't be understood."

Xun Yu solemnly encouraged Yun Luo, which made him feel very embarrassed.

After saying this, Xun Yu looked at Chen Qingfeng solemnly, "Why are you when it comes to Qin Li?"

Chen Qingfeng smiled bitterly and shook his head, "When Uncle Jiang carved a disguise for me, he said that as long as he did not meet the Prime Minister, Xue Junshen and the Master Qin, no one could see through this disguise at a glance."

Yun Luo held his forehead speechlessly, and Xun Yu cursed: "Jiang Taixu, this crow's mouth! Can't you not be able to speak less!"

"The injury is said to be mild or serious, but one thing is that the five conferences will definitely be affected, and it is not small."

Chen Qingfeng frowned, "I guess it would be good if I could exert the strength of the mid-level Wentian Realm."

Originally, Chen Qingfeng's realm was a mid-level in the Wentian Realm. Now, after being attacked by Qin Li, he could only exert his mid-level in the Wentian Realm. If it weren't for Qin Li's deliberate reason, even Qin Li himself wouldn't believe it.

Xun Yu sighed when he heard this, "Originally, you, a peak sword cultivator in Wentian Realm, have a good foundation and can fight with some low-level Hedao Realm. The match between the strongest in the three matches is still quite likely to win. In this battle under the age of twenty, the Sword Sect has a lot of advantages. Yun Luo and Bai Song are all real sword cultivators in Zhiming Realm, and they can walk sideways when they meet any family. In addition, Huo Beizhen and Yun Luo can still compete in this match under the age of forty. It is better luck, and it is not impossible for the five sects to be. But now..."

He didn't finish speaking, but the meaning was clear.

Judging from the current situation of the Sword Sect, it is already a little slim to win one of the five sects.

"It's a pity that Mr. Jiang was trapped by his oath and could not come out of the mountain..."

Chen Qingfeng sighed. The more he knew the importance of the Five Sects, the more he involuntarily gave birth to some unnecessary regrets.

"Don't mention that fool." Xun Yu pursed his lips and comforted him: "For the sake of the current plan, I hope Yunluo and Huo Beizhen can compete for their strength and defeat the other party's two games under the age of 20 and under the age of 40. You can't play at that time."

Chen Qingfeng laughed fiercely.

The imagination is beautiful.

But, is it possible?

Even if Xun Yu is Yun Luo’s grandfather, he doesn’t think it’s possible.

After all, Yun Luo’s cultivation time is still too short, and his current realm is just knowing one’s destiny...

"Huh? When did you reach the level of Zhiming Realm?"

Only then did Xun Yu concentrate on seeing Yun Luo's realm. Didn't he know the lowest level of the realm when he met last time?

Although the strong can almost see through the weak when they see things like realm, they cannot see through them with their naked eyes. You must concentrate on your mind and use your spiritual sense to perceive them.
To be continued...