There are many people and different dresses.

There are ancient costumes and long hair.

Some people wear student outfits, even Zhongshan outfits, and short shirts and long gowns.

But the most eye-catching one is the female disciple of the Emei Sect.

Those who are not only beautiful, but also have hot figures, which makes many people feel excited.

At this moment, Nanchen felt like someone had a pat on the shoulder.

Looking back, I found that the person who photographed him was Zuo Sanqian.

This guy is smiling.

Seeing Nanchen turn around, he smiled and said:

"Brother Nanchen, I didn't see you a day yesterday, so I didn't come out to see the beauty?"

Nanchen smiled indifferently:

"No, I practiced yesterday!"

"Oh, you have good practice!

I'll tell you, I'll get internal messages.

At this conference, our Taoist sect may have to unite to deal with cults.”

Zuo Sanqian had a serious face.

But Nanchen already knew the content.

Isn’t it just the Seven Quatrain Sect and the Ten Thousand Gu Sect?

But it didn't point it out:

“I’ll tell you!

It’s the Wan Gu Sect, the Miaojiang cult, the viciousness of raising insects…”

Zuo Sanqian was just a familiar person, and now he started to talk nonsense for a long time.

Moreover, he seemed to have endless things to say, and finally introduced Nanchen to the younger generation of masters of various sects.

In this regard, Nan Chen heard more.

In Zuo Sanqian's words, these young masters of various sects are very strong.

And they are all at the Xuan level and have extraordinary strength.

But not long after, a horn sounded.

The long horn made the lively crowd silent.

The conference has begun.

Zuo Sanqian also shut up at this time.

At the same time, an elder of the Tianshi Mansion suddenly shouted:

“The Taoist conference begins now.

Please invite the leader of the alliance, Jiuxuan Zhenren."

“Woo woo woo woo woo woo woo…”

The sound of the horn sounded again.

All eyes looked towards the main hall at this moment.

After a while, Nanchen saw an old man wearing a purple Taoist robe.

Holding a whisk in his hand, he slowly walked out of the hall.

The old man has a fairy-like style, his beard and hair are all white, and his white eyebrows are spreading into his temples.

But his face was full of redness and full of energy.

He came to the steps and whisked.

He said to the heroes of the world very much:

"The Emperor of Wuliang Heavenly Lord, I am the Nine Mysteries of Dao.

We welcome fellow Taoists from all over the world again and gather here.”

As soon as the words were finished, all the factions below responded.

"The Infinite Heavenly Lord."

Jiuxuan Zhenren is 73, and he is highly respected.

He has served as the leader for many years and has maintained the stability of all factions, dealing with various grievances in the world, and killing countless demons.

After saying hello to Master Jiuxuan, he spoke again:

"My fellow Taoists, we have traveled thousands of times to come to my Longhu Mountain.

If there is any inadequate reception, please forgive me for all fellow Taoists..."

Jiuxuan Zhenren first had a polite opening remark, and it felt that it was no different from a meeting.

Then, he complained again and introduced the situation of each faction and the war chaos of each faction in recent years.

For example, how many demons the Wudang Sect destroyed, how many demons the Maoshan Sect killed, how many demons the Shaolin Zen Master saved.

Someone is walking alone, and is in some place, fighting against some monsters alone.

There were a lot of miscellaneous things, and then they were asked to show off and make a few comments.

Then, I can do it with treasures, elixirs, etc.

At the beginning, Nanchen was a little interested.

But as the number of people was too large and he didn't know each other, he lost the mood.

Nanchen and many young monks who participated in the Taoist conference for the first time began to rub their skin and itch.

Wencai even complained to Uncle Jiu:

"Master, that's all the Taoist conference?

It's almost two hours, my legs are numb, and the weather is still so hot."

"That's right, I'm almost dying of heat!"

Qiu Sheng was also in a state of disgrace.

Uncle Jiu gave the two a blank look:

"These are all exorcist pioneers in the Taoist sect. You should be respectful and stand up."

Qiu Shengwen was scolded and dared not talk nonsense.

I can only stand there and continue listening.

But he is also absent-minded.

After another half an hour, the "Awards Ceremony" finally ended.

Many people breathed a sigh of relief and said secretly that their legs were weak.

Then there was a banquet.

The square was quickly cleared out and seats were placed.

Finally, according to the level of waist cards, sects, etc., each looking for tables.

Uncle Jiu and others hung purple and green waist signs, so they were disrupted during the banquet.

Nanchen and others have black waist cards, so they can only sit in the lowest level and sit on the sidelines.

Nanchen, Qiu Sheng Wencai, Jiale Qingqing were together, and Zuo Sanqian sat together with three unrecognizable cultivators.

The three people, one is the elder and two are young.

As soon as he sat down, Zuo Sanqian introduced:

"Everyone, these three are from the wooden door.

This is Master Mu.

These two are his disciples, long wood and short wood.”

Wooden door? Long eyes and short eyes?

Nanchen almost couldn't hold it in, and then laughed out loud.

This is just a small sect that is not as good as the class.

It is said that it is a sect, but in fact, only these three people are not as large as their charity village.

But he still held his fists respectfully.
To be continued...