There are tens of thousands of disciples in Baiqiao Sect, but monks in the Qi Gathering Stage account for more than 80% of them. Even so, there are still thousands of foundation-building monks.
When Qin Fengming heard the shouts, he swayed and left the hall. Looking at the middle-stage foundation-building monk who was only in his thirties, Qin Fengming said with a calm expression: "Thank you, fellow Taoist, can you tell me,
How many monks are participating in the marriage-fighting meeting this time?"
"Reporting to Senior Qin, although the fighting conference held by our Baiqiao Sect is called the marriage recruitment conference, not many people participated. Except for a few seniors from our Haoyu Kingdom who received the news, only
Several senior cultivating families and sects from the Deqing Empire participated. However, the other seniors who participated are all above the middle stage of Chengdan."
This foundation-building monk was quite clever and told Qin Fengming everything he knew.
"Is it possible that all the cultivators participating in the marriage-fighting conference this time are people in the Chengdan realm, and there is not a single Yingying cultivator participating?"
"Senior, I don't know. This time, our Baiqiao Sect is holding a fight to attract a bride. Although Elder Shi De is presiding over it, Grand Elder Gongsun has already issued a decree stating that only monks with Ding Chengdan peak cultivation level or below can participate in this fight.
All the monks who transform themselves into infants will refuse.”
Hearing the words of the foundation-building monk in front of him, Qin Fengming was completely relieved at this time. Although Baiqiao Sect only had one mid-stage infant transformation monk, most sects would not push each other too hard.
You must know that at this time, the monks in the mid-transformation stage are already extremely top-notch beings, and even first-class sects are extremely unwilling to offend such a being.
And as long as there are no Huaying cultivators involved, there is no doubt that Qin Fengming will win 100%.
After waving his hand and handing fifty spiritual stones to the hands of the foundation-building monk in front of him, the two escaped from the light and flew towards a tall mountain peak in Baiqiao Gate.
At the foot of the tall mountain peak, flags were already fluttering. Thousands of monks were standing on a square that was two hundred feet wide, whispering to each other. Most of these monks were foundation-building monks.
For Bai Qiao Sect, a once-in-a-hundred-year martial art competition, no foundation-building monk without any responsibilities would miss it.
On the north side of the square, there are several high platforms built side by side. The northernmost high platform is significantly higher than the other high platforms. On this high platform, dozens of stone chairs are now covered with clean tents and arranged on both sides.
Cups and plates are placed on the stone table in front of the stone chair, and precious fresh fruits are placed on it.
At this time, there are seventeen or eight monks sitting on the stone chairs. Looking at these monks, they have different costumes. It can be seen at a glance that they come from different sects or families. However, their cultivation levels are all at the realm of Chengdan.
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Directly in front, there are also more than a dozen stone chairs and tables placed, presumably the master's seat.
Seeing Qin Fengming flying close, the monks present couldn't help but look up. Seeing that he was only a monk in the early stages of becoming an elixir, they all looked away and no longer paid any attention to him.
The foundation-building monk who led Qin Fengming came to the high platform. He did not climb onto the stone platform, but bowed respectfully and flew towards the crowd far away from the stone platform.
Qin Fengming glanced briefly and flew towards a chair on the edge of the stone chair.
He was not familiar with the sect forces in the Immortal Cultivation World of the Deqing Empire, so he would not take the initiative to talk to other monks. As soon as he sat down, a female cultivator from the Baiqiao Sect came forward and poured fragrant tea.
As the number of people increased, and within a short time of meal time, there were already thirty or forty people sitting on the high platform here.
Among these thirty or forty people, there were five monks who were in the early stages of transforming into infants.
Qin Fengming's spiritual consciousness swept across the five infant transformation monks, and with a flash of light in his eyes, he already knew the identities of these five people.
Because there is a mark on the hem of the clothes of these five people. Compared with the memory in his heart, Qin Fengming already knows the origins of these five people.
The five incarnation monks are from Yanyingmen in Qiangzhou, Yunyaoshan in Guangqizhou, Lijia in Tongzhou, Chenjia in Haozhou, and Wudingmen in Yuezhou.
These five sects or Immortal Cultivation Families can only be considered to be among the third or fourth-rate in the world of Immortal Cultivation in the Deqing Empire. Such sects, compared with Manghuang Mountain, can only be regarded as not being in the upper echelon.
Therefore, in Qin Fengming's eyes at this time, he didn't think much of it.
Even so, Qin Fengming would not take the initiative to provoke such a sect. He knew in his heart that although there were only a few Yingying monks among these sects or families, if he really faced a challenge, he would definitely be defeated.
Because these sects have existed for thousands or even tens of thousands of years, the sect's heritage is definitely not something that a mere Chengdan monk can shake.
Although there were so many people sitting on the high platform, Qin Fengming knew that among these people, there were only a dozen monks who actually participated in the marriage recruitment meeting. The others were just here to show off.
As time passed, as soon as they arrived, they saw seven figures flashing on the side of the tall mountain, and then flying towards the square here.
In the blink of an eye, the seven people arrived on the high platform where Qin Fengming was.
"Hahaha, welcome all fellow Taoists to our Baiqiao Sect. I, Shi De, on behalf of the nearly 20,000 disciples of Baiqiao Sect, would like to extend a warm welcome to all the fellow Taoists who have arrived."
As soon as the seven people landed on the stone platform, an old man in the lead rushed to everyone present and cupped his fists, laughed, and said. When he saw Qin Fengming, he paused slightly, but it only took a flash before he recovered.
normal.
This old man is none other than Shi De, the Supreme Elder of Baiqiao Sect, who was used by Qin Fengming to ban the soul.
Behind Shi De, a white-faced middle-aged monk who was about forty years old stood upright. His face was calm and his breath was steady. Although his eyes were slightly peaceful, there was an uncomfortable feeling all over his body.
Dare to look directly at the pressure.
Looking at this middle-aged monk, Qin Fengming couldn't help but smile slightly in his heart.
This middle-aged monk was none other than Gongsun Shangwen, the Supreme Elder of the Baiqiao Sect whom he had met at the edge of the deserted forest.
When Qin Fengming first met Gongsun Shangwen, the fear in his heart could not be expressed in words, but now that they met again, Qin Fengming no longer felt any fear.
Although the monk in front of him is indeed a mid-stage infant monk, Qin Fengming is very convinced that if he fights him head-on, he will not be able to defeat him, but it is definitely not difficult to protect himself.
Behind the two infant monks, there were five monks standing, four men and one woman.
When he suddenly saw this female cultivator, Qin Fengming couldn't help but trembled, and a fiery intention immediately appeared in his eyes.
This female cultivator was wearing a snow-white dress, with a graceful figure and a slender figure. Although her face was covered with a gauze scarf, her beautiful eyes made everyone present shine.
This female cultivator is undoubtedly Gongsun Jingyao, whom Qin Fengming has longed for countless times.
At this time, Gongsun Jingyao was also looking at Qin Fengming with a pair of beautiful eyes. There was also a look of joy in his eyes. They were completely different from the dull look they had when they were in the cave.
Gongsun Jingyao looked at Qin Fengming with a thousand words in her eyes. But with a slight cough, her body shook and she immediately returned to normal.
