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"What did you say!?"

As soon as Dou Zhao's words fell, someone started complaining.

Under such circumstances, the first person to stand up and express dissatisfaction was Yu Xiaochen from the Blood River Sect.

His dissatisfaction was not with Dou Zhao, but with Chong Xuan Zun.

Dou Zhao said "the three of us" and said "three people are enough", treating other people as nothing, which made him temporarily stressed.

What he was most dissatisfied with, of course, was that before the death of the previous suzerain, he actually ordered Chong Xuanzun to succeed him. But Chong Xuanzun actually refused!

He was thinking of the position he yearned for infinitely, but was abandoned by others.

In the eyes of Sect Master Huo, there is no one in the sect who can inherit the sect that made him extremely proud of giving birth to him and raising him, and the only one outside the sect is Chong Xuan Zun.

Everyone has the same pair of fists, one life, and one way, and God is here together.

What's so great about these so-called hegemons? !

Today's Dragon Palace is opening a feast, who in the seat is not a proud person?

When Dou Zhao said "pour wine", he offended almost everyone.

Yu Xiaochen is not the only one who is dissatisfied?

The green robed Xie Junmeng scolded: "There should be a limit to arrogance. If you are sick, come to Dongwanggu for treatment!"

Zhongshan Weisun, who was attached to Yu, asked: "It's all right to be a domineering and blessing in Chu State, but you dare to be so unrestrained outside, who gave you confidence!?"

What's more, Qin Zhizhen was occupying his position, and asked word by word: "Does the son of the Dou family underestimate the heroes of the world?"

It aroused public outrage for a while, and the crowd was raging.

Even Chongxuanzun and Jiang Wang frowned.

Chong Xuanzun has always been used to simplifying complex issues, while Dou Zhao knows how to muddy the water. As for Jiang Wang...he was simply a little tired.

On the contrary, Xiang Bei, Qu Shunhua, and the others had long been used to it. Even though they were both from Chu, they were not immune to the ridicule of Dou Zhao, and they still looked indifferent.

And Zhong Liyan... He only hated that this speech was not from himself. Given the chance, he could have yelled even louder!

Zuo Guangshu couldn't help laughing when he thought of that time in the Mountain Sea Realm, when Dou Zhao killed all the potential allies by himself, and was surrounded in the end. But I immediately remembered that he and Dou Zhao were on the same team this time.

Immediately, he stood up very responsibly to round up the situation: "Everyone, calm down, in fact, Dou Zhao didn't mean that—"

"That's what I mean." Dou Zhao interrupted, looked around contemptuously, and named each one one by one: "Yu Xiaochen? If you have bad ears, you can hear clearly—I said, most of the people present are only worthy of pouring me wine, and You don't even have the qualifications to pour me wine! Idiot!"

"Xie Junmeng? Limits are set for mediocrity. You can just tie yourself up. Don't embarrass yourself in front of me! After the banquet, I will go to Dongwang Valley for consultation and see if I can't find a match for my disease. Stop me in front of the valley!"

"And you, the little turtle grandson of Zhongshan! You are not qualified to touch me in Guanhetai, where do you have the confidence to speak now?"

Finally, he looked at Qin Zhizhen: "A hero in the world? Sorry, I didn't see it."

The Tianxiao knife had already appeared in his hand, and he pointed at the ground obliquely, then looked around again, and said indifferently: "All of you, one counts as one, and whoever refuses to accept it, just come forward!"

He is not stupid.

It's not intentional to disturb the situation of the Dragon Palace Banquet.

He really...wanted to explore his limits. I want to use this world's pride to sharpen the sword of Tianxiao for him when the situation is gathering!

What are the rewards of the Dragon Palace Banquet? These opponents who are worthy of a test are the biggest gains of this trip.

The public opinion is turbulent, but once the Tianxiao knife is pulled out, people need to calm down more or less.

Only Qin Zhizhen got up from the table immediately.

Huang Budong, who was dozing off, also woke up suddenly, jumped up, his eyes wandered for a while, and then he focused back and aimed at Dou Zhao.

Qin Zhizhen, who was dressed in a black military uniform, grabbed the black knife named "Horizontal" from the void.

Behind him, the phantom of a dark palace loomed.

The light of the day's government is iron clothes.

It was only then that people suddenly remembered.

He is also a Tianfu monk.

Qin Zhizhen, Chong Xuanzun, and Jiang Wang, the three most famous Tianfu monks in the world today, are in the same realm, gathered here!

"It's nice to be young..."

At this moment of tension, there was a voice resounding.

The entire hall was silent, and the restlessness of the people who were provoked by the fighting spirit was calmed down without a trace.

At the front of all the food tables, surrounded by the Milky Way, at some time, a luxurious chair decorated with gold and jade, embellished with bright gems, appeared. That is the throne of the Dragon Lord.

In front of the big chair, there was a man in heavy armor with a broad face, standing with his hands folded in front of him, leaning on a sword.

"I am Fu Yunqin, the Secretary of the Dragon Palace Zhengyin and the chief executive of the Yellow River."

He introduced himself calmly, and then said with a smile: "Why are you gentlemen so eager? Are you ready to go home before the people are gathered, the banquet is not held, and His Majesty Long Jun has not come out yet?"

This voice fell, overlapping with infinite dao rhyme, like a raging wave rewinding and then still water flowing.

The cultivation base of Yan Dao is not stingy to show.

Dou Zhao's Tian Xiao and Qin Zhizhen's Xing Zong all returned to their original places. All the Tianjiao gathered here were also sent back to their original positions by an invisible force. The fighting spirit stirring in the hall seemed to have never appeared before.

At this time, in the entire Changhe Dragon Palace, except for Changhe Dragon Lord Ao Shuyi, and the Yellow River chief manager Fu Yunqin, no one can stop this dispute.

It wasn't an occasion like the Yellow River Meeting where high-level leaders from various countries led teams. With no one suppressing them, it would be strange if so many talents gathered together, all of them were full of blood and pride, and nothing happened.

What is the Dragon Palace Zhengyin Secretary, what is the Yellow River Chief, all have only empty titles left. Only the cultivation at the level of Yan Dao is the basis for suppressing the audience.

"Please wait here, everyone. Whether you sit and discuss the Tao or insult each other, as long as you don't fight, just pretend that I don't exist." Fu Yunqin didn't say much, and after finishing this sentence with a smile, Shi Se followed him The corners of his mouth began to spread, and soon his body and armor were petrified, and he stood up like a stone statue.

The real one is almost "non-existent".

The rules before the Dragon Palace banquet have been established, and Dou Zhao couldn't sharpen a knife for a while, so he turned around gracefully, put away his arrogance, found a seat and sat down, and slowly tasted all kinds of precious fruits of Dragon Palace.

It seemed that the intense farce just now had nothing to do with him.

Many people are still angry there, he has already started to greet the Chu people present: "Sit down, what are you doing in a daze?"

Going abroad is a group after all, after Zuo Guangshu talked with Jiang Wang, he took Qu Shunhua's hand and went to sit next to Dou Zhao with Xiang Bei and Zhong Liyan.

Everyone has a food table and a seat, but he and Qu Shunhua are the only ones who squeezed together, laughing and whispering. Between talking about the truth and insulting each other, they choose romance. The whole world is outside the world of the young couple, and this huge Dragon Palace is just a distant setting.

no. Then why are you coming to Dragon Palace! ?

Zhong Liyan squinted at them. Such a big Chu country is not enough for these two people to wander around!

People from the state of Chu sat in one pile, and people from the state of Qi also sat in one pile. People were divided into states or clans. Only Huang Sheli stayed beside Jiang Wang, ignoring the hints in Zhongshan Weisun's eyes.

After a while, three more people walked in from outside the hall.

Two of the women are very familiar to Jiang Wang, they are Zhuo Qingru from Sanxinggong and Ning Shuangrong from Jiange.

The remaining man, wearing a Taoist crown on his head, with straight facial features, fluttering sleeves, and a sword hanging from his waist, has an ethereal aura. Jiang Wang didn't recognize it, but somehow felt a little familiar.

Seeing Jiang Wang, Zhuo Qingru was about to go over to exchange some pleasantries, after all, the friendship between the two parties was pretty good. Ning Shuangrong who was next to him had already stepped forward: "I'm going to say hello to my friends, you guys find a place to sit first."

Then he walked towards Jiang Wang.

Zhuo Qingru's eyebrows twitched... Huh~?

The footsteps are already ahead of the thoughts.

The man walking with them smiled: "I also saw my friend, let's talk back."

So they separated and walked to Zhongshan Weisun alone. Zhongshan Weisun, who was alone, waved a warm welcome. I don't know if it's really a good relationship, or it's too lonely alone.

Today's Ning Shuangrong is still wearing embroidered shoes and a green shirt, walking on the wind and moon, occupying all the swords, very soft. The sword must be held in the hand, it has a faint brilliance, rippling like autumn water.

Of all the Tianjiao who have entered the venue so far, only she and Xie Junmeng are wearing green.

It's just that Xie Junmeng's green robe is a gloomy dark green.

Ning Shuangrong's green shirt was a transparent and light pine frost green.

The two outstanding performers of their respective sects gave people completely different impressions. One is gloomy and the other is refreshing.

"I thought it was early for us to come, but I didn't expect so many people to arrive in the palace." Like a ray of mountain wind, she brushed the corner of your clothes, and the embroidered shoes casually spun and stopped in front of you. The tone was relaxed: "When did Brother Jiang arrive?"

If it is said that Jiang Wang has fought with the most times in the illusion, it must be "Ning Swordsman".

In kendo, they can be regarded as mutual achievements. In life, it can also be regarded as half a friend. Therefore, it is so natural to be able to speak and laugh.

"We haven't been here for long." Jiang Wang bowed his hands in a salute: "Miss Ning is still in style, how is Master Si?"

Ning Shuangrong said with a smile: "He is a very nice old man, but he often talks about you."

"Ah, yes. Haha." Jiang Wang suddenly became nervous. It's not a good thing to be greeted by Si Yu'an.

Ning Shuangrong didn't continue to scare people, but instead explained: "The one who was walking with us just now is Long Boji of Nandou Palace, the disciple of Master Commander Fu Zhaofan. Sister Zhuo and I happened to be on the way when we came to the south. When we met, we came together... Oh, this is Zhuo Qingru, a disciple of the Three Punishment Palace."

It turned out to be a disciple of Nan Dou Hall!

No wonder Ning Shuangrong deliberately explained something. She is aware of the grievances between herself and Yi Shengfeng.

Jiang Wang thought in his heart, but smiled on his face: "Senior Sister Zhuo doesn't need your introduction, we are very familiar!"

Ning Shuang smiled in surprise.

Zhuo Qing just smiled and said nothing.

Jiang Wang asked again: "But you...how did you know each other?"

Yi Shengfeng is already number one in the true biography of Nandou Hall, and he also hates Minxi Corridor. As long as Long Boji didn't show any hostile attitude, he really didn't care much about it.

Zhuo Qingru said: "I left Tianxingya before, just to study and seek truth, and to meet some interesting people in the vast world. That's how I got to know~"

She looked around Jiang Wang's body, and said very naturally: "These are your new friends? Aren't you going to introduce them?"

Jiang Wang slightly shook his head and said with a smile, "They are all my old friends."

Then introduce them one by one.

Everyone was still polite.

Xu Xiangqian has a photo but no face, and he is also doing his duty.

Only Huang Sheli was enthusiastic as before: "Sister Ning belongs to Jiange? How is the scenery of Jiange? When will I go to play~"

Ning Shuang held Qiushui in her hands, and nodded slightly: "Jiange welcomes swordsmen from all over the world to ask for swords!"

Huang Sheli was taken aback for a moment: "Huh? I didn't mean that. What I said is just for fun."

Ning Shuangrong didn't know if she understood, she nodded her head, and went to find a seat with Zhuo Qingru.

Huang Sheli asked: "Can I go without practicing sword?"

"Or you can come to Jing country to play!"

As soon as he turned around, Jiang Wang was already seated among Zhang Luo.

I was standing in a corner of the hall to chat casually, but I didn't expect people to come to greet me frequently, so I simply sat down first.

"Miss Huang, the banquet is about to start, let's go to our seats and sit down." Jiang Wang hinted clearly.

"Good." Huang Sheli walked next to Jiang Wang.

"Did you only have two people from Jingguo this time?" Jiang Wang continued to hint.

"That's right!" Huang Sheli nodded, and tried to squeeze to the side of Ye Qingyu.

"Aren't you going to sit with Zhongshan Weisun?" Jiang Wang made a hindrance and spoke bluntly.

Huang Sheli just smiled: "I always feel that sitting with Wang Jun will bring good luck!"

Isn't peach blossom luck the best luck in the world?

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Pu En is the direct disciple of Yongde, the current master of Mount Sumeru. He was born with a square head and wide ears, with kind eyebrows and eyes. The Dharma is naturally profound, and the cultivation is of course not ordinary.

There is just one thing - shy by nature, extremely introverted, and not good at communicating with others.

This Dragon Palace Banquet, according to his original intention, he would definitely not participate in it. For this kind of occasion, Pu Shan and Pu E are much more suitable than him.

Naihe Shanzhu specifically named him, and he must come out to experience it, saying "how can you speak of being born if you don't join the world". He also gave him a task, ordering him to get acquainted with the predestined person on Mount Sumeru, Jiang Wang, who received the "Thousand Buddhas' Promise", and it is best to make friends, and it is best to bring him back to Mount Sumeru...

He had no choice but to go out all the way day and night, taking the uninhabited path, and came to the Dragon Palace in a secretive way.

He sat down when others sat down, and he sat in the farthest corner of the hall. I can't wait to be separated from other people by a galaxy.

Of course, he remembered the task assigned by the mountain master, and he also heard someone shouting Jiang Wang's name. But after summoning up the courage for a long time, he didn't look back.

Jiang Wang saw that there were so many people there, it was so lively.

He was a little envious in his heart, but he couldn't get closer.

I always wanted to wait for fewer people, but there were not fewer people over there, but someone sat quietly next to me. A strange person wearing a bamboo hat and bowing his head.

Poon got up silently and moved a farther position.

After a while, the man sat next to him again.

He didn't say anything, and changed his position again, but the man followed...

After repeating this, Pu En finally couldn't bear it any longer, and mustered up the courage to turn his head away: "My benefactor, why do you follow me all the time?"

"Hmph." Jingli pressed the bamboo hat, squeezed her throat, and asked, "Why do you say I'm following you?"

Poon patiently explained: "This is already the ninth seat I have changed."

Cleansing ceremony is straightforward: "You change your seat, I will change mine. Everyone has their own destiny, what does it have to do with you?"

Poon fell silent.

"Hello." Jingli took the initiative: "Who is your master?"

There was no sound for a while, and he thought he would not get an answer.

Only then did Pu En whisper again: "It's the Lord of Mount Yongde."

Jing Li slightly raised the bamboo hat, took a look at him, and saw that he looked at his eyes, his nose, his nose, his heart, and lowered his head, looking very uncomfortable, and suddenly felt embarrassed.

I still remembered the attacks on Mount Sumeru taught by my master, as well as the "Sanbao Mountain Suffering Quotations" with the essence of insulting...all of them were forgotten.

Although Mount Sumeru is a side door, this little bald donkey is very innocent.

Just like Xuankong Temple is orthodox, but Jinghai also deserves a beating.

"Buddha is uncertain"!

Poon is so pitiful, how can he do it?

Jingli made a decision against his master, put his bamboo hat back, got up and left.

"Forget it, let you go!"