Chapter 225: Not Recognizing the Sword Master

"The leader of the Southern Phoenix Clan, Qingluan, has arrived, presenting a top-grade innate spiritual treasure!"

"The leader of the Qilin Clan of Qilin Cliff, Mo Qilin, has arrived, presenting..."

"Baichuan of Buzhou Mountain has arrived, presenting a top-grade innate spiritual treasure!"

"Fuxi of Buzhou Mountain has arrived, presenting the Eight Diagrams Dragon Locking Formation Diagram!"

"Taiqing, Yuqing, and Shangqing of Kunlun Mountain have arrived, presenting..."

Fei Lian's 'shouts' have never stopped since then.

One after another, the powerful entered the venue.

The position of the table set by Emperor Jun is very particular.

For example, as long as you enter the Sun Temple, everyone should sit where they should, and they will feel a sense of blessing in their hearts, and their seats will appear in their sea of ​​consciousness.

The order of seating is also very particular, even if some people have more or less minor conflicts, Emperor Jun has considered it very clearly and deliberately separated these seats.

Of course, there are exceptions.

For example... Mo Qilin and Qingluan are at the same table again.

However, the people sitting at the table with them were their ‘old subordinates’.

Today, the Heavenly Court, the Phoenix Clan, and the Kirin Clan are in a state of being one family.

After all, everyone has joined the Heavenly Court. Even if they have not joined completely, they still support the Heavenly Court.

Therefore, this arrangement... can only be said to be intentional by Emperor Jun.

It is more convenient to talk together.

The two tables at the front, one is the table on the left of Qingluan Moqilin, and the other is the table of Baichuan and others, the real powerful people of Zixiao Palace.

Yuanshi nodded with a smile to this arrangement, and then sat down.

Emperor Jun, the old ‘details’ are strange.

A group of powerful people entered one after another.

About half a day.

There are already more than 300 people sitting.

At this time, there are only four days left before the official day.

"Fellow Taoists, it's been a long time since we last met!"

Hongyun walked over with a big laugh, but did not sit down. He raised his hand and bowed to everyone first.

"Daoyou Hongyun too."

"Yes, I haven't seen you for a long time. How are you doing, Daoyou Hongyun?"

"Daoyou, please take a seat."

Everyone returned the greetings, and some even added a few more words.

Baichuan's table also had 30 people.

At this moment, there were only six or seven empty seats.

There were also a few powerful people who had already taken their seats... Baichuan could only say that they looked familiar, but not really familiar.

They looked familiar because they had met once during the Zhoutian Xingdou formation last time.

"Hahahahaha." Hongyun laughed a few times, and then raised his hand to bow:

"Daoyou, please wait for me for a moment, Brother Zhenyuan hasn't arrived yet."

After saying that, Hongyun turned and walked towards the gate.

"Daoyou Brother Zhenyuan is here too?" A strange powerful person said in surprise.

"Daoyou, why are you talking nonsense when we haven't even had a drink yet?" Another strange great man said with a smile:

"How many people can be absent from this grand event?"

"Hahahaha, Daoyou is right, Daoyou is right." The strange great man scratched his head and smiled:

"I am Xiao Tongtian from the southern part of the Daoist, and I am honored to meet all Daoyou."

Tongtian: "..."

"Daoyou, this name is really good." Baichuan said with a smile.

"Hehe." Xiao Tongtian scratched his head and smiled:

"Originally, my name was Qinglian, but since Zixiao's speech, I have seen the peerless sword from afar, and I have been worshipping the Sword Ancestor day and night, hoping that one day I can be favored by the Sword Ancestor.

"As for this name, it is called by Daoyou from the southern part of the Daoist, and I have gotten used to it over time."

"Isn't this wrong Daoyou?" Fuxi smiled:

"You can't recognize the Sword Ancestor in front of you?"

"Ah? "Xiao Tongtian was slightly stunned, and then his old face turned red:

"Well... To be honest, I was cautious at the beginning, so I only listened to one lecture, and I sat in the last row during that lecture. I was almost scared to death by those two Westerners, and I was afraid that I would lose my seat.

"Since then, I have not observed others, for fear of getting into trouble. I watched the sword of the Sword Ancestor from afar and did not dare to get close."

As he said this, the little Tongtian looked at everyone and said cautiously:

"Who is the Sword Ancestor?"

"It's me." Tongtian raised his mouth and bowed:

"Daoyou Qinglian, your sword practice is really good, it has reached perfection, I admire you."

"No, no!" Qinglian glared, waved his hands quickly, stood up and returned the greeting:

"Qinglian has eyes but does not recognize the Sword Ancestor, how can you accept the courtesy of the Sword Ancestor."

"Hahaha." Tongtian laughed a few times:

"Since Daoyou is at the same table, then we are Daoyou, how can I not do it? In the prehistoric world, there are no more than one palm who can have Daoyou's sword practice.

"As Daoyou and fellow Daoist, how can I not accept Daoyou's courtesy?"

"Uh." "Qinglian scratched his head:

"Actually, I want to worship Sword Ancestor as my master. To be honest, I have been muttering to Sword Ancestor beside his clay statue all day long..."

Tongtian: "..."

Tongtian's eyes twitched slightly.

I know where the noise I heard during my daily practice came from.

No! You have all reached Daluo perfection, why are you still worshipping me? Worshiping me all day? And muttering some... weird things all day!

"No need!" Tongtian forced a smile:

"Daoyou has walked out of his own way, which is very different from my sword, so I can't spread it blindly."

Qinglian was slightly stunned, then smiled and raised his hand to bow:

"Sword Ancestor is right! I am obsessed, thank you for your guidance."

Baichuan suppressed his smile and tried to make his face look normal.

It's so interesting.

Tongtian's expression is very rare.

Baichuan suddenly became a little curious about what this little Tongtian was muttering next to the Tongtian clay statue all day.

What was he muttering about?

At the same time, at the gate of the Temple of the Sun.

Hong Yun felt a little bored while waiting for Zhen Yuanzi, so he walked around the table, stood beside Fei Lian, and looked at the list.

"Awesome, Daoist Baichuan gave me a top-grade innate spiritual treasure just like that?"

"Hiss, this Eight Diagrams Dragon Locking Formation is so powerful."

"Eh? Who is so stingy? Hundreds of innate sword grass?"

"Oh, Daoist Zhunti, that's fine."

"Hiss, whose is this? Nine Eight-turn Golden Pills (sublimation)? What a big deal!"

"It turned out to be Daoist Sanqing."

Fei Lian was speechless.

He was speechless watching Hong Yun who was reciting the things on the list.

This Daoist, really has... a pure heart.

You can just read it, why do you have to read it out?

Didn't you see that the face of the Daoist Zhunti who just came in was dark?

"Hey, Daoist Hong Yun, can you take it?" Fei Lian whispered in Hong Yun's ear.

"Ah?" Hong Yun was slightly startled, then smiled a little embarrassedly:

"Yes, yes, I'll see, I'll see, I won't read it anymore."

After Hong Yun smiled awkwardly, he changed the subject:

"By the way, Fellow Daoist Fei Lian, why can't I see Fellow Daoist Kun Peng? I haven't found him in the Heavenly Palace for the past thousand years. Do you know where he went?"

"Demon Master..." Fei Lian thought for a while, then slowly said:

"The Demon Master should be in the 32nd Heaven. Your Majesty said that Emperor Ziwei and Demon Master Kun Peng are going to the lower two heavens to preside over the venue."

"I see!" Hong Yun nodded:

"Thank you for telling me."