Chapter 1162 The Arrogant Arrival

In the main hall of the business alliance, singing and dancing make peace.

There is aura and mist flowing slowly, and the Taoist rhyme is at its peak.

At this time, Ling Xiao could see that all the containers in the temple containing the spirit fruit liquid were in the category of fairy artifacts, which could be called a luxury.

The bright lights are bright and auspicious.

"Young master, please!"

Hua Mingxi smiled lightly, and led Ling Xiao towards the front of the hall.

"Who is this young man? He can actually make Hua Fairy show such a humble attitude."

"You don't even know him? I advise you to get out now, otherwise your life may be in danger later."

"Is it possible..."

There were bursts of shock in the crowd.

Everyone looked at the young man in black with a gentle face, and there was a hint of shock and surprise in their eyes.

Looking at Qingcang, the only one who can be treated with such courtesy by Hua Mingxi is the one from the Primordial Ling clan, except for the young master of the Lord's Palace.

after all! !

Even if Princess Shenwu and the son of Wensheng Xiangong came here, Hua Mingxi did not take the initiative to greet her.

Immediately, eagerness began to appear on everyone's faces, and some of the arrogant women had already taken out their mirrors from their arms, dressed up carefully, and wanted to walk towards Ling Xiao.

In the past few days, almost everything Ling Xiao did could be regarded as shocking Qingcang.

Whether it is leading the black demon guards to enter the Xiao clan for the servant of the god emperor, killing the young master of the Xiao clan, or visiting the four great gods, vowing to fight with the demons to immortality, this young generation has seen a brave and righteous man, A peerless son who dares to love and hate.

Different from the young master of the Lord's Palace, although Ling Xiao's status is also supreme, but he...is not a bit arrogant and alienated, he is always in front of everyone, real, simple, and approachable.

certainly!

The premise is not to provoke Gu Chaoci.

The body of Lord Shaoyang had already been taken away by the strong men of the Holy Emperor Palace, but unexpectedly, the power inherited by the Great Emperor Fang didn't even fart, and returned to the sect in a desperate manner overnight.

even! !

According to gossip, the Palace Master of the Holy Emperor has personally ordered the sect to be sealed and practiced in closed doors.

As soon as this remark came out, Qing Cang was in an uproar.

Although many people had expected that the Holy Emperor Palace would probably not provoke the Ling clan for a dead Tianjiao, but this way of doing things was quite surprising.

At the same time, contemporary Tianjiao is becoming more and more afraid of the word "Ling Clan".

Invincible boy, invincible clan.

Fortunately! !

This boy is a gentle and upright man!

Otherwise, there would be countless dead souls and ghosts in this Qingcang world.

"Young master!"

Jin Han'er and the others looked at the two people walking side by side, immediately got up and bowed down.

Even Xuanyuan Weiyang and Yao Guang looked happy, with anticipation hidden in their eyes.

In the end, Ling Xiao sat between Jin Han'er and Xuanyuan Weiyang, ignoring the flash of disappointment on Yao Guang's face.

At this time, there seemed to be a smile on the corner of his mouth.

Wanjiao Banquet, as the name suggests, is a grand gathering for the Qingcang Tianjiao.

In such a place, people with good luck are naturally indispensable.

For example, sitting across from him at this time is a young man with an ordinary appearance but full of elegance, dressed in a dark green robe.

Eight thousand luck, six ranks of dignity, literary sage and Taoist heart.

Regarding the Tianjiao who came to this Tiancheng recently, Duoying had already found out and reported it to Ling Xiao.

This person's name is Zhao Badou, he is talented, he is the son of Wensheng Xiangong, he entered Taoism through literature, and has the reputation of reincarnation of Wensheng.

Of course, in Ling Xiao's view, although it is elegant to become a saint through writing, it is difficult to achieve a great way.

This fight for immortality is a word of struggle and a word of cutting.

Could it be that when you fight against others, you still want to recite a poem to suppress and kill powerful enemies?

Except for this person, Lijue Wang Yan, one of the twelve best in the Que Mansion that day, had a bit of luck, numbering in the four thousand, with brute strength and claimed to be invincible among his peers.

The rest of Shen Jing'an, Nangong Behe, and Xiang Kun had no luck and were not worth mentioning.

On the contrary, Wu Hongsi, the princess of Shenwu, has nine thousand lucks, and is the highest among all the people.

As Ling Xiao had expected before, although some well-known contemporary arrogances came to this kind of banquet, but... the real monsters who stand tall and tall are mostly those who have no other distractions, and they will never come here to join in the fun.

"I heard that you are going to have a wedding, and Ming Xi specially brought a jar of ten thousand-year-old monkey wine from the clan. You taste it first, and I will come to accompany you to get drunk later... Fangxiu."

Hua Mingxi waved her jade hand lightly, and took out a clay altar from the Qiankun Ring, and placed it on the long case in front of Ling Xiao, "Han'er, serve the young master for me first."

"Don't worry! Go and get busy."

Jin Han'er smiled charmingly, lightly opened the wine seal, and filled Ling Xiao's jade cup.

At this time, she was also curious as to why the domineering Gu Chaoci didn't come with the young master, but...just in time, no one bothered her to have fun with the young master.

The rich aroma of wine wafted away, and a single ray of energy made many Tianjiao's faces intoxicated, and there were signs of resonance in the spiritual power of the whole body.

Ling Xiao, on the other hand, glanced at the wine in the glass with some surprise, and the smile on his face grew wider.

If the Son of Destiny gets this kind of treatment, I'm afraid someone will jump out to give him face again.

However, at this time, although there were some arrogant eyes in the palace with envious eyes, no one dared to show any dissatisfaction.

Although this fairy wine is good, but... living is important! !

At the gate of the palace, there are still some young people gathered together, looking at the grand scene in the palace from afar

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These people, either have low status and come from a small clan, or they have low cultivation bases and are not even qualified to enter the palace.

But even so, everyone still didn't want to leave, hoping to witness the demeanor of Qing Cang's arrogance with their own eyes outside this hall.

Especially the young master Ling Xiao, who is now a role model of immortality in the hearts of countless young people.

Some people even lined up here in the middle of the night to see the young master.

"As expected of the young master Ling Xiao, with such a fairy charm, he really has the power of a human emperor."

"That's right! It's a pity that no matter how gentle the young master's character is, it's not my turn to wait... Look at that Hua Mingxi, who is almost sending her body into the young master's arms."

"It's not just Hua Mingxi, who is the proud girl next to the young master, who is not the white moonlight in the eyes of the world? But in front of the young master, they are only worthy of serving tea and wine, playing and singing!"

Hearing the envy in everyone's tone, a young man in white shook his head slightly in the crowd, his eyes were quite clear.

Although he also longs for this respect that is admired by all people, he is not as superficial as everyone else.

A proud girl or something will only become a stumbling block on this fairy road.

What he wants is a couple for a lifetime! !

"Senior Brother Yang, shall we go?"

Beside him, Xia Zhimeng said with a gloomy pretty face, a little impatiently.

At this time, her figure, being squeezed and pushed by countless people, was already on the verge of anger.

Moreover, Xia Zhimeng felt an indescribable resentment in his heart when he saw the boy in black who was drinking and laughing in the palace surrounded by beauties.

It stands to reason that she has been imprinted with a soul by Ling Xiao, and she can be regarded as a servant girl.

But, why can they enter the hall to serve tea, but she can only stand outside the hall, being overwhelmed by the crowd?

Before he knew it, Xia Zhimeng's original resistance to Ling Xiao had dissipated.

Even, compared to Yang Yuan, what she yearns for more is the qualification to be able to stand beside Ling Xiao!

"Junior Sister Xia! Wait a minute, at the Wanjiao Banquet later, Tiansheng Merchant Guild will auction off some spirit treasures. You forgot, I promised to buy you a gift..."

Yang Yuan looked sincere and looked at Xia Zhimeng affectionately.

Can! !

The moment he finished speaking, the girl's face turned pale, as if she felt a little... want to vomit?

Is it too hot?

That's right, the entrance of this small hall is only a few feet in size, but thousands of figures are crowded.

Hey, junior sister! You can bear it any longer! !

As long as I get the inheritance of the Heavenly Mansion of Reincarnation, I will definitely let you in for the next Wanjiao Banquet!