Their robes are smooth and smooth, reflecting soft light, like a calm lake water under the night sky.

The fabric is embroidered with bright spots, like the stars reflected in the lake, beautiful and quiet.

Such unique clothing will naturally attract the attention of the people around you.

Many people know this kind of clothes and understand that these practitioners come from the Tianming Palace, the first sect in Yunxiu Continent.

Since Tianming Palace did not participate in the second expedition, they were no longer participants in this celebration banquet, but spectators.

The spectator cannot sit on the columnar platform, but can only stay on the hillside and squeeze with the practitioners all over the world.

In addition, in order to compete for a good position, cultivators from all over the world sat in the stands one or two days in advance to wait.

When Tianming Palace arrived, the front row was already full, and they could only find a seat more than 600 feet away in the Julian Central Plaza.

As the leader of the Tianming Palace team, the messenger of the Supreme Heavenly Destiny, the left-handed star official was also not invited.

He also sat in this remote stand, looking at the center of the square, and heard Ming Chengxi report the names of the sects one by one.

The strange practitioners around him saw the Heavenly Destiny Palace here and whispered and talked.

The eyes that were thrown over were filled with laughter.

"I didn't expect that the Heavenly Destiny Palace is also sitting here..."

"Hahaha, they are today too..."

"...I deserve it. It's obviously the strongest sect in Yunxiu, but I'm a turtle."

"Cause and effect cycle, retribution!"

A few words came from around, and those words seemed to be sharp daggers after sharpness, piercing everyone in the heart of Tianming Palace.

Finally, a disciple couldn't bear his anger and stood up and shouted at the surroundings: "Shut up, whoever talks anymore, don't blame me for tearing him up!"

Mo Junrong turned his head and looked at the left-handed star official to confirm whether he wanted to stop him.

Of course, the left-handed star official heard the comments just now, and his face was also not good-looking.

But he shook his head slightly and signaled Mo Junrong not to care about the angry disciples and let them vent.

Mo Junrong felt strange, what does the star-holding official mean, and why didn’t he stop those disciples from losing their temper?

He frowned and pondered, and after a moment he understood the thoughts of the officer in his palm.

The Heavenly Destiny Palace was criticized, and it was normal for the disciple to stand up and lose his temper to maintain the image of the sect.

If no one gets angry at this time and doesn't even speak up and pretends to die, it will make people feel abnormal.

At this time, the sound of the left-handed star official's qi transmission came from Mo Junrong's ears.

"Someone is staring at us in Qianyun Sect!"

Mo Junrong suddenly realized that this was the case. No wonder the left-handed star official was so careful today and didn't even say much.

He straightened up and looked around. He was covered in darkness and people, and he could not see any shadow of the disciples of Qianyun Sect.

"Damn it, I can't find those Qianyun Sect rats who are watching!"

Mo Junrong cursed in his heart, and then he couldn't help but think of another team in Tianming Palace.

By time, the other team's thirty-six disciples should have arrived near Wentian Pavilion long ago.

I don't know how they are or whether they are lurking perfectly.

Mo Junrong didn't know that there were only thirty-five disciples of Tianming Palace hiding in the woods on the hillside of Wentian Peak.

The remaining one person redecorated as a cultivator of a small sect and rushed to the banquet square to report to the star master.

On the road off the hillside of the banquet, Guan Conghui, a disciple of Qianyun Sect, walked and looked at the scene.

After sending Zheng Qiu to the square, he had to rush to Fangcao Peak as soon as possible.

Prepare the first batch of food required for the banquet and then deliver it to the banquet area within half an hour.

The document in his hand was the food list listed by Elder Ming Chengxi.

Among them, there are three types of medicinal food, four types of roasted wild game, and two types of Yushenli powder.

Each type has a specific name. At that time, it will be more interesting to watch while eating.

As he walked, a sudden bang sounded and Guan Conghui bumped into someone.

"Sorry, I'm distracted."

"sorry!"

Both sides apologized in unison.

Guan Conghui picked up the document and looked at the other party.

This is a male monk in his thirties, with a simple robe and some metal decorative sheets hanging on his shoulders.

Guan Conghui had never seen this kind of clothing before and did not know the other party's identity.

"Brother, are you going to attend the celebration banquet?

The celebration has begun, and there is probably no good seat."

The man had no reaction to Guan Conghui's words, and just nodded casually and regarded it as a default.

His mind seemed to be on other things, and he looked hurried.

The man did not say anything else, nor did he stop, but instead walked towards the celebration square.

This person is really strange, without any politeness.

Guan Conghui curled his lips and was about to leave, but as soon as his legs were lifted, he vaguely realized something was wrong.

Since that man was rushing to attend the celebration banquet, why didn’t he fly and still use his feet to rush on his way?

It takes at least one and a half sticks of incense to walk from here to the celebration area, and it will take fifteen breaths to fly.

This is not a key place for Qianyun Sect, and cultivators from other sects are allowed to fly.

The man looked hurried, there was no need to walk.

The more Guan Conghui thought about it, the more wrong it became.

He looked down at the document in his hand, and he had to go to Fangcaofeng to arrange food for the banquet.

If that strange practitioner has no problem, wouldn’t he delay the important matter?

After hesitating for a moment, the strange feeling always lingers in my heart and cannot be removed.

Guan Conghui decided to go over and take a look at the food at the banquet, and then ask other disciples of his classmates to do it for him.

Groping through his sleeves for a moment, he found a black elixir and pinched it into powder with his fingers.

Then apply the powder to the right face and disguise it as a large piece of rotten sore.

Then Guan Conghui activated his energy and chased after him in a way that he flew against the ground.

A moment later, he caught up with the strange man on the edge of the celebration hillside.

I saw the man standing on tiptoe and looking around, as if he was looking for someone, and he had no intention of looking at the center stage.

Sure enough, I had a problem, and I came to attend the celebration banquet and didn't even watch the stage.

Even if you want to find an acquaintance, at least you will always have it on the stage.

Guan Conghui followed him into the crowd and hung from far behind the man twenty feet away to prevent him from being discovered.

Soon, the man found his target and his pace suddenly accelerated.

Guan Conghui looked in the direction of the man running and saw a conspicuous cultivator in a robe.

It's actually the Palace of Destiny!

Guan Conghui had certainly heard of the fact that Tianming Palace did not participate in the second battle.

It is also known that this celebration banquet, the coalition forces of the Demon-killing Allied Forces deliberately made things difficult for them and did not arrange high-rise seats for the Tianming Palace.

Unexpectedly, they and other practitioners squeezed into the hillside stands, which made people feel relieved.

Next, Guan Conghui saw the man running to the cultivator of the Heavenly Destiny Palace, gestured with his hands and didn't know what he was saying.

On the side of Tianming Palace, a man wearing a strange robe suddenly ran over, which scared both the left-handed star official and Mo Junrong.

The man rolled up the sleeve of his right hand, revealing the first-order star pattern fabric under the sleeve.

It turns out he is a disciple of Tianming Palace!

Mo Junrong glanced around and quickly pulled the disciple of Tianming Palace, who was in his thirties, over and pressed him hard to the seat.
Chapter completed!