Although Lu Sanjin disagreed with the spirit of Lingxiao City, he actually knew that as the largest sect in the Eastern Region, Lingxiao Sect is now stronger than their Huangtian Pavilion in terms of face and inner self. Even if it is to compete for the connotation, he can't fight.

So Lu Sanjin also pulled Chu Xiu and the others into the city as soon as possible to prevent Lu Jianghe from expressing his feelings there. The person who lost him was the one from Huangtian Pavilion. After all, Lu Jianghe now represents Huangtian Pavilion.

However, the Lingxiao City is even more gorgeous and grand, which makes Lu Jianghe a little dazzled.

At this moment, Lu Sanjin suddenly discovered something. He raised his hand and said, "Brother Yin Lingzi, are you back from Daluotian?"

Not far from Chu Xiu and others, Yin Lingzi, wearing a silver-white Taoist robe, stood here, and a natural Taoist aura emanated from the sight. Lu Jianghe was stunned and whispered: "This little Taoist priest is not simple."

Yin Lingzi came over and said hello, "So it's Brother Lu and Brother Chu, who are these two?"

Chu Xiu introduced: "This one is Lu Fengxian, the descendant of Guzun, my friend. That one is Lu Jianghe, my subordinate."

Lu Jianghe curled his lips, slightly dissatisfied.

Why is Lu Fengxian the descendant of Gu Zun? He became a thug under his command? Although it is a fact, it doesn’t sound nice to say it.

In the lower realm, he can also say that he is the leader of the Blood Demon Hall, but in Daluo Tian, ​​he dare not talk nonsense.

It’s better to be young. People like Lu Fengxian can be young heroes whether in the lower realm or in Daluotian.

Yin Lingzi greeted Lu Fengxian and Lu Jianghe with a gentle smile and said, "It turns out that it is Brother Lu and Uncle Lu, the small path spiritual treasure view Yin Lingzi, who is polite."

Lu Fengxian replied with a greeting, but Lu Jianghe browsed. After a while, he became an uncle?

At this time, Lu Sanjin had already started talking with Yin Lingzi.

It turned out that Yin Lingzi did not come to Lingxiao Sect because he had traveled to Daluotian. Instead, Lingbao Temple specially sent Yin Lingzi to congratulate Lingxiao Sect on the celebration of founding the sect.

Although Lingbao Temple is a Taoist sect in the Northern Region, the two sides had some friendship before. Yin Lingzi had not returned in the Eastern Region before, so Lingbao Temple sent him here.

At this moment, a sarcastic voice suddenly came: "Hey, your Emperor Tian Pavilion actually sent someone here. I thought you wouldn't come this time.

I've made a mess in my own house, and I still have the intention to come to Lingxiao City to attend the celebration?"

Chu Xiu and others looked back and saw that the person coming was the warriors from Hanjiang City led by Qi Wuhen.

There was another person next to Qi Wuhen, who looked about thirty or forty years old, with a proud look on his face, wearing a green robe, and the scabbard hanging around his waist was also green.

Seeing this person, Lu Jianghe couldn't help but complain in a low voice: "Why doesn't this guy wear a green hat?"

"Bold! What did you say?"

The warrior in green robe frowned and suddenly looked at Lu Jianghe. The surrounding heaven and earth suddenly stagnated, turning into boundless sharp edges and crushing down towards Lu Jianghe!

This seemingly dressed-up warrior in Guli turned out to be a powerful man in the realm of the world Tongxuan!

Lu Jianghe was shocked. At this time, Chu Xiu stepped out and a fire of destruction bloomed in front of him, offsetting the sharpness.

Lu Sanjin snorted coldly and said, "Qi Wuhen, are you here to demonstrate to us?

I really have the courage, why didn’t you destroy my Emperor Tian Pavilion? What’s the point of just swearing here?”

Qi Wuhen said lightly: "Did you still feel honored if you haven't been destroyed by my Hanjiang City?"

Since your Emperor Tian Pavilion wants to destroy the family so much, don’t worry, this day will not be too far away.”

Since Ye Weikong went to Huangtian Pavilion to fight with Zhong Qiushui last time, both sides have basically turned against each other, so there is no need to worry about it at this time.

Qi Wuhen looked at Chu Xiu again, shook his head, and said lightly: "Chu Xiu, your strength and talent are indeed strong, but unfortunately, you chose the wrong person and took the wrong path. If you don't hurry up and return to your master to practice, you may not be able to leave.

I, Hanjiang City, invited you to join, but unfortunately you refused. Now, I, Hanjiang City, have the help of a descendant of the ancient master."

As he said that, Qi Wuhen pointed to the green-robed warrior beside him and said, "This is Yuwen Fu, the disciple of the Gu Zun Ling Tian Sword Master. You can't not know the name of Ling Tian Sword Master, right?"

The expression on Lu Sanjin's face became solemn, and the expression on Chu Xiu's face also became solemn. Of course, he was pretending.

Although he had learned some detailed information about Daluotian, the ancient master has always been mysterious. How could he know what the Laushizi Lingtian sword master is? So he could only pretend to be solemn.

Just when the two sides confronted each other and the atmosphere was solemn, a majestic voice came coldly: "Two, this is not a place for you to resolve your personal grudges. Can you give me a face to the Emperor Tian Pavilion? Don't take action here?"

A middle-aged man wearing a silver brocade robe and majestic face came over, with a solid and powerful aura all over his body. He was a strong man at the peak of the realm of the world's Tongxuan.

This person is an elder of Lingxiao Sect. With Lingxiao Sect intervening, they are not ungrateful people. They all snorted coldly, then turned around and left.

This time, the Lingxiao Sect’s founding celebration was more than the last time Lingxiao Sect and Huangtian Pavilion performed martial arts. After all, the last time was not a good thing. It was the place where the two factions resolved their personal grudges, and the atmosphere was a bit solemn.

Although there are some open and secret struggles in the Eastern Region this time, it is better than the last time.

Lu Sanjin said with a sad face: "I didn't expect that Hanjiang City would actually bring another descendant of Gu Zun, and it was Yuwen Fu, which is a bit difficult."

"It's hard for Yuwen Fu to deal with?" Lu Jianghe asked from the side.

He was still holding a grudge, and the guy in green robe attacked him just now.

"They are all descendants of Gu Zun. Brother Chu should know him very well, right?" Lu Sanjin turned to look at Chu Xiu.

Chu Xiu coughed and shook his head and said, "I really don't know much about this. You know, I spend most of my time practicing, and I really don't care much about these gossips about the world."

Lu Sanjin sighed and said, "Yuwen Fu has been in the martial arts world for several years, much earlier than you, Brother Chu, but most of the time they spend hang out in the southern region. After all, the world's strongest swordsman sect, the world's sword sect, is in the southern region.

The warriors of the Lingtian Sword Master lineage have always been strong and arrogant, and the sword skills they practice are also extremely powerful. They always like to find masters and strong men to try their swords. Over the years, the number of swordsmen defeated by the Southern Region has been quite large.

It is said that Meng Xinghe, a sankan of Xinghe, has a high reputation among the ancient masters. Many descendants of the ancient masters will give Xinghe Sanren a face. It is not surprising that Hanjiang City can invite Yu Wen Fu to come."

Chu Xiu said lightly: "Don't worry, the Emperor Tian Pavilion has already looked like this anyway. There is actually no difference between one more Yuwen Fu and one less Yuwen Fu."

Lu Sanjin looked at Chu Xiu with a strange look on his face. Although his tone was comforting, how could he hear the meaning of giving up?

The crowd lived in the place arranged by Lingxiao Sect for five days. In order not to cause trouble, they did not go out for the past five days. It was not until five days later that the Lingxiao Sect’s founding celebration officially began.

The place where the Jianzong Celebration was held was the same as when Lingxiao Sect and Huangtian Pavilion participated in the martial arts performance last time, except that there were another circle of seats around the terrace.

This time, the three martial immortals of Lingxiao Sect have appeared.

In addition to the previous generation of sect leader Qin Baiyuan, and Linghu Xianshan, the "Divine War God" who was responsible for guarding Lingxiao Sect, there are also the sect leader of Lingxiao Sect, the "Nine Dragon God" Fang Yinglong, the "Divine Dragon God" of Lingxiao Sect, and finally appeared.

Fang Yinglong looked like a middle-aged man with a gentle appearance, as if he was a teacher. Of course, he had to ignore his silver brocade robe embroidered with nine coiled dragons.

Chu Xiu had learned about Fang Yinglong's information. This person is definitely a ruthless person. It is not an exaggeration to say that he is the most powerful person in the Eastern Region now.

Ye Weikong's strength is only suspected to have reached the seventh level of the Martial Immortal Heaven, while Fang Yinglong is the strongest person in the eighth level of the Martial Immortal Heaven.

As long as Fang Yinglong is in one day, Lingxiao Sect can guarantee its current status.

As soon as the founding ceremony begins, the forces in the Western Regions, the Southern Regions and the Northern Regions will send gifts even if no one comes.

Sects like Huangtian Pavilion and Hanjiangcheng that have had some frictions and conflicts with Lingxiao Sect on weekdays must come over and watch the ceremony honestly.

After looking at Lu Sanjin, Chu Xiu shook his head slightly. Huangtian Pavilion is indeed quite dangerous now.

Lingxiao Sect has strength, Qin Baiyuan is old, but Linghu Xianshan and Fang Yinglong are still in their prime and have not reached the stage of decline of qi and blood. They can protect Lingxiao Sect for another lifetime until they cultivate the next generation of heirs.

There is a strong man like Ye Weikong in Hanjiang City. Moreover, because of his narrow area, he has a strong style and dares to fight and fight. His disciples are not weak.

Only Huangtian Pavilion, and now the only one who can show off is Zhong Qiushui. Not to mention Lu Sanjin and Chu Xiu, the deacons, elders and county magistrates in the entire Huangtian Pavilion, there are almost no strong people who can show off, relying entirely on their former foundation.

If this continues, once there is a slight accident in the Huangtian Pavilion, it is easy to cause the entire Huangtian Pavilion to collapse.

Chu Xiu was thinking about it there, and the Lingxiao Sect’s founding celebration had already begun.

In fact, there is nothing very innovative. After so many years, there has been a process.

It was nothing more than Fang Yinglong, as the sect leader, stood up and said a few words, worshiped his ancestors, held a complicated worship ceremony, and an hour passed, and then a group of singers and dancers came up to start performing, and then they started serving the dishes.

It was already evening after this set. Lu Jianghe and Lu Sanjin were very interested. They were there to give advice on the dancer and comment on what kind of dancer looks and looks. Chu Xiu didn't feel that way.

Until everyone was almost finished eating, Qin Baiyuan smiled and said, "Today, there are so many talents and heroes from various sects, and I, Lingxiao Sect, have no preparations. It is better to just be the same as the old rules and gambling battles.
Chapter completed!