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The entrance of the floating jade sect was mixed, and the word discipline was naturally impossible to mention. When the lord came, the bottom was still noisy and the market was still noisy.

Sima Canang and the others seemed to be used to it. They took their seats on the high platform without a notice. Only Sima Zizhong glanced dissatisfiedly, and coldly reprimanded: "How decent you are!"

The monks at the early stage of the ninth revolution, even if they did not use magic, their aura would dominate the audience. Sima Zizhong has been in charge of the precepts hall for a long time, and his reputation is outside. With this sound, there is suddenly silence below, and after a long time, a whisper is heard again. Sound, but it was much quieter.

"Oh my God, the lord has sat down, who are the two positions reserved for?"

"It is said that there is an emissary in the Nine Ding Immortal Gate, I'm afraid it was left to him?"

"Nine Ding Fairy Gate, that's an incredible sect. Back then, I went down the mountain with my master..."

"A fairy envoy, why is it empty of two places?"

"You ask me, who shall I ask... Maybe there are two Jiuding Immortal Gates?"

"..."

Seeing no one seated in the two main seats side by side in the middle of the high platform, the monks below were a little confused.

It is said that the two ancestors of Qingmutang had something wrong, and even Qingmutang was taken in a pot. Except for them, almost all the senior officials of the Fuyu Sect were present. Then who is this position left for? In Fuyu Sect, is there anyone who is bigger than the suzerain?

Outside the Palace of the Internal Affairs Hall, a tall sundial was erected. It was about noon at this time. At this moment, a melodious sound of silk and bamboo rang from afar, and there was a golden light flashing in the distance, just for a moment. Kung Fu has come close, it is a cloud boat.

The cloud boat is extremely luxurious. The golden yellow body is several times larger than the average cloud boat. The surroundings are as smooth as a mirror, reflecting the brilliant golden light in the sun. The surroundings are surrounded by rare birds and animals playing like alive. Things.

On the cloud boat, a pretty female cultivator stands upright, some beating the drums and bells and plucking the strings to make music, and some are waiting on the side with a fan roof. Among them, there are two magnificent and exquisite golden cloud couches sitting on them. Two arrogant young monks.

"Tsk tusk tusk, this Yunzhou, I have never seen such a luxurious one when I went out to travel back then... it must have thousands of low-level vitality stones, right?"

"Ha, there are thousands of low-level vitality stones, I'm really unseen, this kind of treasure is at least tens of thousands!? Not discounted yet!"

"Those slender women are exactly the same, so beautiful, if anyone marries two and goes back to double repair, this blessing..."

"Chou Lao San, don't think about it. When will you be able to form a pill before dreaming..."

"Who are these two young people? Immortal envoys? How come there are two?"

"Cut, that's the disciple of Jinshentang. During this period of time, he has done a lot of important things..."

In the midst of the discussion, several cloud boats had already stopped by the high platform. Xiang Yang walked up with Chu Xuan, arched his hands towards Sima Canang and the others, and looked at the two empty seats in the middle, revealing his face. With a slight smile, he said: "Senior Sect Master, today is the sect meeting, so this is not in harmony with etiquette."

Sima Zizhong had always looked at him with a cold face, and his face suddenly eased a lot, but he listened to Sima Canang next to him shook his head and said, "How can this be? The brothers of the envoys are naturally qualified to sit on the main seat."

Xiang Yang was still waiting to resign, and Chu Xuan had already moved his position slightly back by a foot and sat down.

As a messenger sent by the Jiuding Immortal Sect, he naturally had to maintain the majesty of his own sect. In this Fuyu Sect, except for Xiang Yang, Chu Xuan really hadn't paid attention to everyone else, and he really sat in this position. .

As for Xiang Yang, he is a supreme disciple, even if he sits in the sky, he should be.

He sat down, and Xiang Yang hugged his fist towards Sima Canang, showing a helpless expression, paced over, and sat down.

Several senior officials of Fuyuzong who knew Chu Xuan's identity naturally saw Chu Xuan's actions, all of them narrowed, and even Sima Zizhong didn't say a word. , What else can they say?

Yue Panshan in the Internal Affairs Hall is a fat middle-aged man with a chubby figure, a chubby head, and a big mouth that is slightly upturned. Even if he has a straight face, he looks like a smile. On weekdays, all parties in the sect are hosted by him. .

Seeing that the people had arrived, Yue Panshan looked at Sima Canang, and when he saw him slightly nodded, he stood up, gently pressed his hand downwards, and said loudly, "Everyone, please be quiet. Coming, this sect meeting is to discuss this matter..."

It's okay if he doesn't speak, and when he speaks, the bottom is even more noisy.

"It was really messy..."

"It is said that after nine deaths, there is no life!"

"So terrible? With so many people, it's not our turn, right?"

"That's not good. It is recorded in the hall that at least a few hundred monks were visited by the Floating Jade Sect last time in a violent chaos. You are now in the pill formation period. I think the probability of your turn is very high."

"..."

Nearly ten thousand monks gathered together, even Sima Zizhong couldn't suppress the scene, the buzzing voice directly suppressed Yue Panshan's words.

Chu Xuan watched with a smile but a smile, playing with a Xumi Jie in his hand. If it weren't for Xiang Yang, this kind of martial art would be true. . .

There will be such a scene in the presence of the dignified suzerain, this Floating Jade Sect is indeed notoriously messy ~ www.wuxiaspot.com~ and I don't know how to keep the treasure of the Fuyu Mountain Range.

Yue Panshan was also a little embarrassed. He looked at Sima Canang. The old man sat there without seeing him. On the contrary, Sima Zizhong's expression became more and more ugly. He wanted to have a seizure, but he heard a'dang' coming from the high platform. Dangdang' three bells rang into the cloud, and then, there was a knocking sound of'tuk tuk' in the ear, but Xiang Yangzheng on the side smiled and flicked his fingers on the armrest. The strange thing was , The sound that should have been small but couldn't even cover up the bells, and the audience heard it.

The bell sounded like a clear stream that cleansed everyone's minds, and gave rise to an ethereal feeling, even Sima Zizhong's anger dropped, only the sound of the percussion still echoed. , And then came Xiang Yang's faint voice.

"Everyone, my Fuyu Sect is also of the Xianjia sect, and there are distinguished guests here today. Don't lose your courtesy!"

His words were accompanied by the sound of the sound, which seemed to have weird magical powers. The audience was silent for a while, and even the panting was much softer. Only the monks above the Nascent Soul Stage had not been affected in any way, and were slightly suspicious. Look at each other.

Xiang Yang looked down the stage and nodded to the side to indicate: "Brother Chu, you are most familiar with this messy thing, so you can share it with everyone, please."