Fantasy: I, The Salted Fish Will Become Stronger

The originally bustling top of Huashan became quiet instantly after that loud drink.

All the people turned their gazes towards Wangqing Palace.

I saw a noble and cold woman in a white fairy dress and a white veil surrounded by people like stars holding the moon.

The moment she appeared, all the fragrances on the top of Huashan were eclipsed.

Although she was wearing a veil that made it difficult to see her appearance clearly, but with her reclusive and independent temperament, once she stood there, she gave people the feeling of a fairy falling into the dust.

The male cultivators present looked at the person, and couldn't help but sigh with emotion: "As expected of the Wangqing Holy Maiden who is known as the number one beauty in the Tianxuan Continent, she can overwhelm everyone without seeing her appearance."

"It is rumored that the disciples of the Wangqing Palace will go through the Wangqing Tribulation. I don't know that this Wangqing Holy Maiden is taking advantage of that kid."

"..."

These words came to Qin Hao's ears continuously, and he took a sip of his tea calmly, as if the content of the conversation had nothing to do with him.

Standing behind him, Kuanglang Sanjian couldn't help giving him a thumbs up when he saw his master so calm.

As expected of a master, he can still be so calm when he sees his wife.

Gan Zhenduo looked at the Immortal Qi surrounded by Wangqing Holy Maiden and couldn't help but sigh with emotion: "This is the real fairy, it's a pity that I can't see her beauty."

"shut up!"

Kuanglang Three Swords sternly reprimanded.

Gan Zhenduo looked at each other inexplicably: "Brother Kuanglang, you?"

Kuanglang Three Swords took a step forward, and whispered in his ear: "Master, how can you, a Junior, be able to evaluate it!"

Gan Zhenduo stared at Kuanglang Three Swords with his eyes wide open in surprise, "Brother Kuanglang, are you kidding me?"

Kuanglang Three Swords: "So-and-so, I never joke about business."

hiss……

Gan Zhenduo gasped, and asked in a low voice, "Brother Kuanglang, how did you know?"

Kuanglang Three Swords didn't answer him, but approached Qin Hao and asked in a low voice: "Master, can I reveal a little bit about this?"

Qin Hao didn't speak, sipped his tea slowly, and nodded slightly.

Gan Zhenduo was confused by the actions of the Three Swords of the Kuang Lang, but based on his understanding of the Three Swords of the Kuang Lang, he knew that the other party would never joke about such things.

After the three swords of the mad wave got the answer, they explained: "I have seen the content of Qianjiling's chat with my wife chasing after my master. To be precise, we were in a chat room of Qianjiling at that time."

When Gan Zhenduo heard this, his eyes straightened: "Brother Kuanglang, can you add me as a friend with Qianjiling?"

The implication is that I also want to join your chat room.

Kuanglang Three Swords said: "I'm the best in that chat room, do you still want to go?"

Gan Zhenduo: "Forget it, pretend I didn't say it."

Even Senior Brother Kuang Lang is the best, and the level of the chat room is too high, it is not something that a small character like him can mix with.

While the two were talking, Beigong Linglong also walked to the seat in Wangqing Palace, her cold and arrogant eyes slowly swept across the entire top of Huashan Mountain.

Seeing that the area of ​​Wanyao Mountain was empty, Beigong Linglong's eyes were still so calm.

Only when he looked at Qin Hao, there was a hint of joy in his eyes.

But it was such a small change in eyes that made many male cultivators present excited about it.

"Forgetful Holy Maiden looks at me differently!"

"You're talking nonsense, she's obviously looking at me!"

"..."

Hearing these words, Gan Zhenduo couldn't help muttering: "A group of self-righteous guys."

Qin Hao didn't speak, but sipped his tea slowly and smiled slightly in Beigong Linglong's direction.

After Beigong Linglong looked around for a week, she said calmly, "Quiet."

With the sound of this high and cold voice, the entire top of Huashan was instantly silent.

She glanced at the Wangqing Palace disciple beside her: "Yulan, how long until the conference officially starts?"

"Go back to Holy Maiden, there is still a stick of incense time before the conference officially begins."

Yulan said respectfully.

Beigong Linglong said indifferently: "When the time comes, the meeting will officially start. If someone doesn't come, there is no need to wait any longer."

As soon as the words fell, a heroic voice came from the sky:

"I have long heard that the Wangqing Holy Maiden of this generation is not only powerful, but also arrogant. Today, the King of Japan is quite knowledgeable!"

As soon as these words came out, the faces of the male cultivators on the top of Huashan instantly showed expressions of righteous indignation.

They all looked in the direction of the sound in unison.

Some people were about to yell loudly, but saw billowing demon clouds sweeping towards them from the sky.

"What a heavy Monster Qi!"

When Kuang Lang San Jian saw this Monster Qi, he couldn't help but let out a sigh of emotion.

The male cultivator, who was going to scold him angrily, became quiet instantly when he saw the Monster Qi.

The Yaozu who can come to participate in the Heroes' Meeting is definitely not an ordinary existence.

The demon cloud rolled down on the top of Mount Hua.

A monster cultivator with a carved head and a pair of golden wings on the back appeared in front of everyone.

Qin Hao was about to say: Where did the sand sculpture come from?

In the crowd, someone exclaimed.

"Golden-winged Great Peng!"

"Wan Yao Mountain actually sent this person this time, I have fun watching it!"

"..."

Facing the domineering Golden-winged Great Peng, Beigong Linglong said calmly, without any expression fluctuations on her face:

"The Heroes Conference is held jointly by the nine major forces. Could it be that you, the cultivator of Wan Yao Mountain, think you are superior and want us to have so many cultivators waiting for you?"

Golden-winged Great Peng had a playful smile on his face when he heard the words: "Of course not, I just want to see who are the people who will participate in the Qunyinghui this time?"

"If some cats and dogs come, I am naturally unwilling to be with them. Now it seems that there are still a few decent existences in this group of heroes."

Crazy, these words are so crazy.

But no one refuted the Golden-winged Great Peng, he is a monster power, and he is of noble status with Phoenix blood, so he is naturally qualified to say this.

Beigong Linglong didn't say a word to him, her indifferent expression seemed to be a waste of time talking to this bird man.

The Golden-winged Great Peng didn't come to him when he saw this. He didn't have any kind of woman he wanted, and in such a large crowd, he would not add a woman who was forgetful.

For a moment, the entire top of Mount Hua became silent.

"It's time!"

"The Hero Club is open!"

After Yulan yelled.

The originally quiet top of Mount Hua suddenly became lively again.

As Wangqing Palace is the host of Qunyinghui this time, Beigong Linglong is naturally the first to speak: "I don't know which fellow daoist is willing to come and throw bricks and attract jade?"

None of the cultivators from the nine major forces spoke.

On the contrary, among the secular cultivators, some people are already eager to try.

"Holy Maiden, let Xiaosheng come first."

Accompanied by a gentle voice, a young man with the appearance of a scholar came out from the crowd...