Legendary Pharmacist

Their robes are smooth and clean, reflecting a soft light, like a calm lake under the night sky.

The fabric is embroidered with dots of bright spots, just like the stars reflected in the lake, beautiful and elegant.

Such unique clothing naturally attracts the attention of the surrounding crowd.

Many people are familiar with this kind of clothes, and understand that these practitioners come from the Tianming Palace, the first sect in Yunxiu Continent.

Since Destiny Palace did not participate in the second expedition, they were no longer participants in the celebration banquet, but spectators.

Spectators can't sit on the columnar high platform, but can only stay on the hillside, crowded with practitioners all over the world.

In addition, in order to compete for a good position, practitioners all over the world sat in the stands one or two days in advance and waited.

When the Destiny Palace arrived, the front row was already full, and they could only find a seat more than 600 feet away from the fierce central square.

As the leader of the Destiny Palace team and the messenger of Destiny Supreme, Zuo Zhang Xingguan was also not invited.

He also sat on the remote stand in this position, looking at the center of the square, listening to Ming Chengxi report the names of sects one by one.

Strange cultivators around saw the Destiny Palace here, and whispered among themselves.

The look in his eyes was full of laughter.

"Unexpectedly, the Palace of Destiny is also sitting here..."

"Hahaha, they also have today..."

"...It deserves it, it is obviously the strongest sect in Yunxiu, but it is a coward."

"The cycle of karma, retribution!"

A few words came from around, those words were like sharp daggers one after another, piercing the hearts of everyone in Tianming Palace.

Finally, some disciples couldn't hold back their anger, stood up and yelled at the surroundings: "Shut up, all of you, don't blame me for tearing his mouth if anyone talks nonsense!"

Mo Junrong turned his head to look at the star official left, to confirm whether he wanted to stop it.

Of course, the star official Zuo Zhang heard the discussion just now, and his face was also not good-looking.

But he shook his head slightly, and signaled Mo Junrong to ignore those angry disciples, just let them vent.

Mo Junrong wondered what the Star Master meant, and why he didn't stop those disciples from losing their temper.

He frowned and pondered, and after a while he figured out what the palm officer was thinking.

The Tianming Palace was criticized by others, and it was perfectly normal for disciples to stand up and lose their temper to defend the image of the sect.

If no one gets angry at this time, and everyone keeps silent and pretends to be dead, it will make people feel abnormal.

At this time, Mo Junrong's ear came from the sound transmission of the vigor of the left palm star official.

"Someone from Qianyunzong is watching us!"

Mo Junrong suddenly realized, it turned out to be the case, no wonder Zuo Zhang Xingguan was so careful today, he didn't even say much.

He straightened up and looked around, the surroundings were full of people, and he couldn't see any disciples of Qianyun Sect.

"Damn it, I can't find those Qianyunzong mice who are watching!"

Mo Junrong cursed inwardly, then couldn't help but think of another team from Tianming Palace.

Based on the time, the thirty-six disciples of the other team should have arrived near the Wentian Pavilion long ago.

I don't know what their situation is, whether they are perfectly latent.

Mo Junrong didn't know that there were only thirty-five disciples of Destiny Palace hiding in the woods on the mountainside of Wentian Peak at this moment.

The remaining one, re-dressed as a cultivator of a small sect, rushed to the banquet square to report to the Star Master.

On the road leaving the hillside of the banquet, Guan Conghui, a disciple of Qianyun Sect, was holding a long receipt and looking at it as he walked.

After sending Zheng Qiu to the square, he had to rush to Fangcao Peak as soon as possible.

Prepare the first batch of food required for the banquet, and then deliver it to the banquet area within half an hour.

The receipt in his hand is the food list listed by Elder Ming Chengxi.

Among them, there are three kinds of medicinal food, four kinds of grilled game, and two kinds of powder for entertainment.

Each has a specific name, and when the time comes with a special program, it will be more enjoyable to watch while eating.

While walking, there was a sudden bang, and Guan Conghui bumped into someone.

"Sorry, I was distracted."

"sorry!"

Both sides apologized in unison.

Guan Conghui picked up the receipt and looked at the other party with his head.

This is a male cultivator in his thirties, with plain robes and metal decorations hanging from his shoulders.

Guan Conghui had never seen this kind of costume before, so he didn't know the identity of the other party.

"Brother, are you going to the celebration banquet?

The celebration has already begun, so there are probably not many good seats left. "

The man didn't respond to Guan Conghui's words, but just nodded casually, as a default.

His mind seemed to be on other things, and he seemed in a hurry.

The man didn't say anything else, and didn't stop, but walked towards the celebration square.

This man is really strange and has no manners at all.

Guan Conghui curled his lips and was about to leave, but just as he raised his legs, he vaguely realized that something was wrong.

Since that man was in a hurry to attend the celebration banquet, why didn't he just fly, and still use his feet to drive?

From here to the celebration area, it would take at least one and a half incense sticks of time, and fifteen breaths of flying would be enough.

This is not an important place of Qianyun sect, and practitioners of other sects are allowed to fly.

The man looked in a hurry, there was no need to walk.

The more Guan Conghui thought about it, the more something went wrong.

He looked down at the receipt in his hand, and he had to go to Fangcao Peak to arrange the banquet food.

In case that strange cultivator is fine, wouldn't he be delaying his business.

After hesitating for a moment, that strange feeling always lingers in my heart, lingering.

Guan Conghui decided to follow the past to take a look, and then find other disciples of the same school to do it for the banquet food.

After groping in his sleeve for a while, he found a black pill and crushed it into powder with his fingers.

The powder is then applied to the right side of the face, disguising a large rotten sore.

Then Guan Conghui gathered his energy and chased after him by flying close to the ground.

A moment later, he caught up with that strange man on the edge of the celebration hillside.

I saw the man standing on tiptoe and looking around, as if he was looking for someone, and he didn't mean to look at the center stage at all.

Sure enough, there is a problem. I came to the celebration banquet and didn't even watch the stage.

Even if you want to find acquaintances, at least glance at the stage and there will always be one.

Guan Conghui squeezed into the crowd and hung twenty feet behind the man to avoid being discovered.

Soon, the man found his target, and his pace suddenly accelerated.

Guan Conghui looked in the direction the man was running, and saw a group of practitioners in conspicuous robes.

It turned out to be the Palace of Destiny!

Of course Guan Conghui had heard about Tianming Palace not participating in the second battle.

I also know that at this celebration banquet, the Demon Slayer and Righteous Qi Alliance deliberately made things difficult for them, and did not arrange high seats for the Palace of Destiny.

Unexpectedly, they were crowded with other practitioners on the hillside stands, and it was really depressing to watch.

Next, Guan Conghui saw the man running up to the cultivator of the Destiny Palace, gesticulating with his hands and not knowing what he was talking about.

On the side of the Destiny Palace, a man in an unfamiliar robe suddenly ran over, startling both Zuo Zhang Xingguan and Mo Junrong.

The man rolled up the sleeve of his right hand, revealing a layer of star-patterned fabric under the sleeve.

It turned out to be a disciple of Destiny Palace!

Mo Junrong glanced around, and quickly pulled the Thirty-something Tianming Palace disciple over, and pressed him firmly onto the seat.

(Thank you for the monthly pass o(*￣︶￣*)o from Mr. Chopper)