Chapter 157 Fairy Conference 1
In this fairy Taoist conference, the Yaohai faction can also be said to have sent out all the elite figures, such as plain face, Pang Yiqing, Zhuge Ming, Li Kewei, Zhuge Muyan and other young disciples. For them, this Xiandao Conference is an opportunity to become famous in Kyushu.
Zhuge Buliang buried his head and said nothing. Seeing the same family of Yaohai faction again, as well as Jin Yao and Suyan, he had a banging feeling.
Disciples of major forces came to Daming Lake one after another and flew to Fushan Mountain.
In addition, there are many practitioners flying towards the floating mountain. These are all scattered cultivation in Kyushu. The Xiandao Conference does not stipulate that scattered cultivation cannot participate in the Xiandao Conference. Among these people, Zhuge Fuliang also saw Su Xiaobai. Zhuge Buliang rose up in the sky and flew to the floating mountain.
"Hey, you're here." Zhuge Fuliang came behind Su Xiaobai.
"Hm? You are..." Su Xiaobai was a little stunned.
At this moment, Zhuge Fuliang changed his appearance by changing his face, and even his breath was well hidden. Su Xiaobai did not recognize it for a while.
"It's me, can't you hear my voice?" Zhuge Bule smiled.
Su Xiaobai's eyes flashed, nodded and said, "Why have you become like this?"
"Don't say more, let's go in." Zhuge Buliang smiled and flew to the floating mountain with Su Xiaobai.
On the floating mountain, pavilions and pavilions, lush trees, dingdong spring water, a fairy atmosphere. In this building surrounded by flying eaves and pavilions, there is a clear lake, and the water is clear. This lake is called Feixian Lake. It is rumored that thousands of years ago, a peerless figure saw through the void again and entered another plane.
At this moment, this place is full of people. To borrow Song Dandan's words, it's really loud gongs and drums, firecrackers, red flags, and a sea of people~~~
There are many palaces on the floating mountain, and the practitioners of the major factions in Kyushu occupy one side.
The saint of Tianchi, peerless independence, wrapped in light clothes, stands there like a fairy in the moon palace, but it gives people a feeling of being separated from the world. Even if standing there, it seems to be separated by an empty space. His body seems to be shrouded in fairy fog. When you want to take a look at the delicate face of the saint of Tianchi, it becomes blurred and faint. That's enough.
Such a beautiful woman will be the focus of everyone's attention wherever she goes.
In front of another palace, a young man in purple stood with his hands on his hands, with long hair flying, extraordinary spirit, and fairy light, like a fairy man going down to the earth. He is the second largest faction in Kyushu, the chief of the Zixiao faction, and the sword is red.
On the other side, the Buddha's light shrouded, and a monk in white put his hands together. His face was charitable, with the Buddha's light above his head, and his temperament came out of dust, as if the true Buddha was born.
And not far away, a group of children in white attract more attention. These people are surrounded by a man and a woman. The man is handsome and magnificent, about twenty-two years old. The woman is as delicate as a flower, charming, and she is also about 20 years old.
They are not stained with dust in white clothes, and each of them is carrying a long sword.
The lonely family!
Some practitioners cast envious eyes and talked about it.
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The big shots of the major factions are prominent, and which one is not a genius. It is very difficult to meet each other on weekdays. At this moment, they are all gathered here, which naturally attracts a lot of discussion from practitioners.
At this moment, two fairy lights fell. Above a high tower, two white-haired old men fell, and the invisible majesty was shrouded in the air, which suddenly quieted the whole noisy floating mountain.
"It's the two predecessors of the Immortal Cultivation Alliance!"
"They are all masters of the deification period. They came to participate in the Xiandao Conference."
"The master of the divine period is extraordinary. Just one look is enough for another monk to be scared."
Zhuge Fuliang and Su Xiaobai looked at each other and said, "It seems that it's time to start those boring speeches."
"I want to walk around." Su Xiaobai said, turning around and leaving silently.
Zhugebuliang shrugged his shoulders and walked to the other side. It really didn't come as he expected. Although these two masters of the Godhood came to the Immortal Road Conference, according to the traditional regulations, they must give a pre-conference speech.
This floating mountain is not very small. Zhuge Buliang passed through a temple and came to a bamboo forest, and the green bamboo swayed. In front of this bamboo forest is a clear pool of water. The pool is clear, and the water is full of green duckweed. The lotus pavilion is clean, and the fragrance is far away. The air is filled with a faint fragrance, which cultivates the mind.
On the pool, a wooden bridge crossed the two sides, and Zhuge Buliang stepped onto the wooden bridge.
At this time, at the other end of the wooden bridge, a figure in white came. She was like a lotus in the water, without mud, and did not eat any smoke in the mortal world, just like a fairy in the moon palace. The white clothes are better than the snow, which sets her off indifferently, Yin Mengli.
Behind Yin Mengli, Li Kewei also followed. She hasn't seen her for a few years. Li Kewei has come out of the pavilion, which is a little greener and more charming.
"Why are they?" Zhuge Buteng's heart moved, but he still calmly walked on the wooden bridge.
At this moment, he was changed by his appearance and breath, and he was not worried that Yin Mengli would recognize him.
"Maybe she thought I died as early as Fengmang Mountain... It's better not to recognize each other." Zhuge Buliang smiled self-deprecatingly and stepped up.
In this world dotted with green lotus, the two met on the wooden bridge.
Yin Mengli's face is calm, and the lotus steps are curling. Even the rainbows on both sides can't touch her heart.
The two of them passed by and did not stay at all.
On the contrary, Li Kewei glanced at Zhuge Bute lightly and didn't pay attention to it. Because at this moment, Zhuge Fuliang relies on a face-changing elixir to make his appearance plain and will not attract the attention of others at all.
The two walked back to back and walked down the wooden bridge.
"Hee hee, sister, this man is so strange~~" Li Kewei came to Yin Mengli and smiled.
"What's so strange?" Yin Mengli looked ahead.
Li Kewei smiled and said, "On weekdays, any man who sees a senior sister looks like a pig. Even if he is a little reserved, his eyes will fluctuate. But the man just now completely ignored the beautiful beauty like you, and didn't even look at it.
A faint smile appeared at the corners of Yin Mengli's mouth. Yu pointed to Li Kewei's forehead, but her eyes inadvertently glanced at Zhuge's back.
"Eh? This back..." A trace of light flashed in Yin Mengli's beautiful eyes, but it was just fleeting, even if it calmed down.
"This person may be gay~~~" Li Kewei still had a smile on her face.
"Okay, let's go." Yin Mengli said.
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Zhuge Buteng stood in the bamboo forest, watching Yin Mengli and the others leave, and couldn't help sighing.
After wandering in the bamboo forest for a while, Zhuge Buliang returned to Feixian Lake. At this moment, the Xiandao Conference has begun. Around the whole Feixian Lake, there was a lot of noise.
On this side, a lot of practitioners have gathered, including a small platform. At this moment, an old man is saying these things on it. Zhuge Fuliang knows that this part is almost similar to the project of the seminar. The practitioners exchange cultivation experience with each other in order to achieve higher achievements on the road of cultivation. .
Most of the practitioners who participated in this project are veterans of major factions and major forces.
Around Feixian Lake, there are no less than thousands of repairmen gathered at this moment, and the shouting and applause are shocking. At this moment, on the top of Feixian Lake, the two practitioners tap the surface of the lake with their toes, crisscrossed, and the magic swords are flying, and they can't fight.
This is the focus of the Immortals Conference, which belongs to the competition among the younger generation. This kind of competition between seniors generally does not participate. After all, they are the elders of major factions and major forces. Because of their identity, they can't fight. You can only participate in projects like seminars on the other side.
"Boom!"
On Feixian Lake, a hot golden light lit up, and a golden sword rainbow ran through the world, lifting a swirling monk out and falling into the lake.
In a moment, the cheers around Feixian Lake resounded all over the earth.
"You have lost."
A woman in blue stood quietly on the surface of the water and looked at the spinning period repairer who poked her head out of the lake and said.
Zhuge's pupils contracted slightly, and this person turned out to be the exquisiteness of Xianmianzong. When I was in Fengmang Mountain, I had a relationship.
The monk who fell into the water snorted resentfully, jumped out of the water, turned around and disappeared into the crowd.
"Senior Linglong is good."
A group of practitioners of Xianmianzong shouted for cheering.
Linglong got up, glanced around and said, "Xianmiaozong Linglong also wants to consult all the Taoist friends."
According to the rules of the Xiandao Conference, the winner can seek challenges from others and learn martial arts with each other.
At this time, a graceful figure jumped on the ring, also a woman with a beautiful appearance. He was dressed in a blue robe and held a bright fairy sword in his hand. When the fairy sword waved, it brought a cold breath.
This is a cultivation of water-attribute spiritual roots.
The nun of the "Blue Sea and Blue Sky Pavilion" shouted softly, and the fairy sword in her hand trembled gently, and countless sharp edges tore the air and attacked Linglong.
With a delicate and delicate sound, the delicate jade commanded. Suddenly, a large piece of fairy light swept away and bombarded the former.
"Boom!"
The fairy light collapsed, and the two women regressed.
The nun of the Blue Sea and Blue Sky Pavilion was slightly surprised, and her eyes looking at Linglong became unusual. Linglong is a master of the Golden Dan period with one foot.
I didn't expect the other party's cultivation to be so profound. Immediately, the female practitioners of the Blue Sea and Blue Sky Pavilion held up the fairy sword in their hands. An extremely cold breath permeated, which surprised everyone. The Feixian Lake was centered on the female practitioners of the Blue Sea and Blue Sky Pavilion, and the surroundings were full of ice.
The ice air rushes to Linglong. Linglong's feet are frozen by the hard ice, and the ice is spreading to Linglong's whole body at a speed visible to the naked eye.
In the blink of an eye, Linglong has turned into an ice sculpture, smooth and crystal clear, just like a perfect work of art.