The voices of discussion at the Immortal Banquet gradually died down, and everyone looked at each other, never expecting that Dao Lin would make such a request.

People who knew Daolin thought that he would propose a battle with Li Xiulin about Qingyue. After all, Daolin's cultivation level was at the Nascent Soul stage, while Li Xiulin was only at the middle stage of the Yuanying stage, so it would not be difficult for him to defeat him.

In fact, in Xuantianmen, especially with the existence of Tianjian Pavilion, it is a very common thing to dance with swords at banquets to entertain. However, for an immortal banquet of this size, either the sword dancer has already decided, or

There were no plans to dance with swords to add to the fun.

Dolin suddenly stood up and wanted to dance with his sword for fun. This would only happen at a private gathering of friends.

On the third floor of Queyue Immortal Platform, all the elders who aspired to be the leader also looked at each other. For a moment, they couldn't think of the meaning of Dao Lin's actions.

Mo Qiyan frowned even more, and he didn't know how to answer for the time being.

"Sword dance for fun? What does this kid want to do?" He didn't believe that Dao Lin danced the sword just for fun. There must be other purposes.

But before Mo Qiyan could answer, Qin Mufeng immediately spoke up.

"That's right!"

Qin Mufeng, the leader of Tianjian Pavilion, naturally had more authority than Mo Qiyan's words and settled this small matter directly.

Daolin was quite clever, and he immediately realized that the monk who allowed him to perform the sword dance for fun was not his master, but another high-ranking figure, so he sincerely thanked him.

"Junior Daolin, thank you, Lord Tianjian Pavilion, for your success!"

None of the elders who aspired to be the leader expected Qin Mufeng to agree so readily, so they all came forward and expressed their dissatisfaction.

"Old Ghost Qin, why did we just agree without even discussing it?"

"Yes, yes, yes, although this matter is small, we still need to discuss it briefly before we can make a conclusion."

"Old Qin, is this matter so simple?"

When Qin Mufeng saw the crowd approaching, he pushed directly with his big hand to push the people around him away, pretending to be angry.

"What do you mean? What do you mean? Fellow Daoist Mo's little apprentice wants to show off his skills and perform sword dancing for us, but it's not a big deal? Is this necessary?"

"What's wrong with letting him dance with his sword? With us here, what else can happen?"

Indeed, his words caused the people who were gradually gathering to stop temporarily, and someone said.

"Old Qin, although this matter is trivial, that boy is Xiangzhuang's sword dance, aiming at Pei Gong."

The monks present could basically see that Daolin's sword dance was just an outer appearance, and inside he must have gone for Li Xiulin and Qingyue.

Hearing this, Qin Mufeng laughed loudly and said: "Everyone, we are here with twenty-one aspirant monks. How can Dao Xiaowa, a Nascent Soul monk, kill someone under our noses?"

Everyone knew that this was impossible, but some people still shook their heads and said: "It's impossible for that kid to kill someone in front of us, but it's a trivial matter to reveal murderous intent and malice and ruin the atmosphere of such an immortal banquet. If Li Xiulin holds a grudge,

Get up, if you are not willing to devote yourself to my Xuantian Sect, it will be a big deal."

"Yes, what Fellow Taoist said makes sense." Everyone nodded in agreement.

Qin Mufeng smiled again and said, "Everyone, my little friend is not that stingy. Don't worry about this."

"I am willing to give this little disciple Mo Daoyou a chance to show himself, but if he really has the intention to kill, then"

When Qin Mufeng said this, he turned to look at Mo Qiyan. Although there was still a smile on his face, he looked a little cold.

Mo Qiyan understood this and said solemnly: "If my little disciple really dares to have murderous intentions and ignores the overall situation, then there is no need for Qin Pavilion to take the initiative, I will personally punish him!"

In fact, he is willing to give his young apprentice such an opportunity to show himself, and he believes that Daolin is not that stupid. If he is, then it is better not to have this apprentice.

"So, is there no problem?" Qin Mufeng looked around and saw that these people didn't ask any more questions, so he knew that the matter was done.

Li Xiulin, who was on the Immortal Platform on the second floor below, heard that Daolin was going to perform a sword dance to entertain him. He raised his eyelids and looked over.

To be honest, compared to those graceful dances that he couldn't appreciate, he still preferred to appreciate this kind of magical performance with powerful moves, so he was quite interested in Daolin's sword dance.

As for whether Daolin is really just dancing the sword, he actually doesn't care about his safety or not. Because at such an immortal banquet, he can be said to be in the safest place. If he can be hurt here

, then there is no way for him to avoid such murderous intentions.

Taking a sip of Biliutian, Li Xiulin swung the wine in his glass. In addition to being interested in sword dancing, he also wanted to see what Daolin really wanted to do.

Is there really such a strong-minded person in Xuantianmen? Li Xiulin was still looking forward to it.

Besides, Daolin stood up out of thin air. When he learned that Qin Mufeng had allowed him to perform sword dancing for fun, he took out a three-foot long sword with a blade as white as snowflakes. He waved it casually, and with the sword energy as if practiced, several swords appeared in the air.

The traces of ice melted away in the blink of an eye.

"My fellow disciples, the name of the spiritual sword in my hand is Hanxue, and the sword technique I dance is called Frost and the Moon."

After Daolin briefly introduced the name of the spiritual sword in his hand and the sword techniques he danced, he stood with the sword in hand, waiting for the master of Tianjian Pavilion to call him to start.

The breeze came slowly, blowing his robes flying. The cold moon was above, and the handsome young master holding the Hanxue Sword complemented each other. In addition, Daolin himself was extremely handsome, and standing like this holding the Hanxue Sword made it even more...

It seems that he has the appearance of an immortal who is independent from the world.

Such a handsome young man made many female nuns unable to take their eyes away.

At the same time, Dao Lin felt extremely benefited. However, while he pretended to have a leisurely look in his eyes, he inadvertently glanced at Qingyue next to Li Xiulin to see how he would react.

After seeing that Qingyue still had no fluctuation at all, he had long been accustomed to it, but he still couldn't help but look at it a few more times.

In his heart, the beauty is as cold as the moon, with a cold face and a proud face, how can he be easily moved?

In fact, Qingyue was not unresponsive. On the contrary, the fluctuations in her heart were very violent!

"Damn it! Don't you know how to use other spiritual swords and sword techniques? You want to be similar to me, how disgusting!"

"Look at your appearance. You are obviously humble and cowardly at heart, but you still pretend to be like that. Why don't you die?!"

Of course, the fluctuation in Qingyue's heart was not caused by her admiration for the handsome young master in front of her, but rather her deep hatred for the handsome young master far away!

But her face was as cold as frost, and she looked inhumane to everyone, so she did not let Dao Lin notice her disgust. It is also possible that Qingyue has always had this attitude towards Dao Lin, so that

Daolin has become accustomed to it
Chapter completed!