The person who came here looked to be in his early forties. Although his temples were a bit white, he had bright eyes and a calm demeanor. He was a very charming person.
What surprised Miss Su was that this man's face was 70-80% similar to Xia Tian. Coupled with his slightly lazy temperament, it would indeed make people think that he was Xia Tian for a moment.
In other words, if Xia Tian can grow old, he will probably look like this when he is forty years old.
"You seem surprised by my appearance?"
The visitor chuckled and said in a teasing tone.
Miss Su didn't intend to hide it, and answered directly: "It's really surprising, because the sect leader and Xia Tian look very similar."
"I know this, and you're not the only one saying that."
The visitor didn't care about this and said calmly: "However, I have nothing to do with him, whether it is blood or any other aspect, it is just a coincidence."
Miss Su was a little doubtful. If it really had nothing to do with it, why did she have to emphasize this point to her? It was really strange.
The leader of the Yin Sect smiled faintly, and then explained: "This face has nothing to do with handsomeness, and it cannot be used to make payments. There is no need to pretend.
Besides, given my age, it would be Xia Tian who pretended to be me."
"I didn't mean that."
Miss Su shook her head repeatedly.
"It doesn't matter if you have it or not. That's not what I want to talk about now."
The leader of the Hidden Sect waved his hand to drop the topic, "I heard from Hei Shan that you have a way to hold Xia Tian off, right?"
The Black Mountain in his words was the man in black robes among the five elders of the Yin Sect, and he was also his absolute confidant.
Miss Su nodded and added: "I'm not very sure, I'm just willing to give it a try."
"I'm not asking too much of you. As long as you can hold Xia Tian off for half an hour, I'll count you a great contribution."
The leader of the Hidden Sect nodded and said to Miss Su: "Since Ren Daofang holds the Hidden Immortal Conference at half past nine, I will try my best to resolve the battle within half an hour.
During this period, as long as Xia Tian doesn't come out to disrupt the situation, then I'm at least 90% sure."
Miss Su thought carefully for a while and said solemnly: "I understand."
"Heishan said there is something else you want to ask me in person?"
The leader of the Yin Sect said calmly.
"There is no need to ask anymore."
Miss Su shook her head and said.
The leader of the Yin Sect unexpectedly glanced at Miss Su, and then sighed meaningfully: "Although you have only defected to me in recent years, my trust in you is no less than that of the elders in the sect, so do your best, and in the future
You definitely have a bright future.
It is true that Nanhai Xianni and I have only a short friendship, but she is impulsive and ignorant when things happen, so you just need to be more patient with her."
"yes."
Miss Su nodded.
"Okay, go get ready."
The leader of the Yin Sect was silent for a while. Seeing that Miss Su really had nothing more to say, he waved his hand and told her to leave.
Miss Su resigned and left, but the mystery on her face was a little unpredictable, and she didn't know what she was thinking in her heart.
Not long after Miss Su left, the man in black robe appeared and slowly walked to the side of the so-called hidden sect leader.
"Sect Master, is this woman reliable?"
I saw the hidden sect leader asking the black-robed man respectfully.
"It doesn't matter if she is unreliable, as long as she is obedient."
The man in black robe looked cold and said expressionlessly: "She used to be from Nantianmen, and she secretly defected here because she offended King Yingtian.
Later, King Ying Tian fell into Xia Tian's hands, and Ying Xiaoyue also became Xia Tian's subordinate. Nantianmen has ceased to exist in name only, and she has no other choice but to follow our sect's arrangements."
"Then will she be obedient?"
The fake Hidden Sect leader said with concern: "From the look of her, she should have dealt with Xia Tian a long time ago. Could she be an undercover agent sent by Xia Tian?"
"You are overthinking this."
The man in black robe sneered, "Xia Tian doesn't have the brains to do such a thing.
That kid is so arrogant that he really thinks that he is the best in the world, and he claims that he is not afraid of any conspiracy or trap. In this case, if we don't show him some color, he will really think that he is a person."
The fake Yin Sect leader smiled and said: "Sure enough, the leader is the number one person in the world, and nothing in the world can escape your calculations."
"Humph, if you don't know how to flatter me, just shut up!"
The man in black robe scolded him with an unhappy look on his face, and then said: "Perform your role well. If someone sees your flaws, don't blame this sect for killing you."
"yes!"
The fake leader of the Hidden Sect was suddenly sweating profusely, with a trembling look on his face.
Zhongnan Mountain, Chongyang Palace.
Before nine o'clock, the monks living scattered up and down the mountain had already rushed to the square in front of the temple one after another.
Because the Hidden Immortal Conference had not yet begun, these people gathered in small groups and started talking.
It’s just that I feel that Zhong Nanshan is a bit too domineering this year and actually strongly interfered with the Hidden Immortal Conference.
However, since most casual cultivators need the spiritual energy and elixirs supplied by Zhongnan Mountain, they can only come to the meeting even if they are dissatisfied.
"What's going on in Chongyang Palace? It's already nine o'clock and no one comes to greet us?"
"Who knows what Lao Dao Ren had in mind? He took charge of the Hidden Immortal Conference right after he left seclusion."
"I'm afraid they have ulterior motives, maybe they want to recruit us for the Chongyang Palace's use."
"That's delusional.
The senior cultivator of more than a hundred years ago couldn't do it, so can he be matched by Dao Fang?"
"I always feel that things are not simple. Everyone is cautious and do not follow the rules."
"I think you are overthinking it. Headmaster Ren has no intention of doing so."
"Fart, I think you are the shill of Chongyang Palace!"
"Everyone has accepted the spiritual energy and elixirs from Chongyang Palace, why do you think I'm a shill!"
"..." After a while, the discussion turned into a quarrel, and it looked like these people were about to fight.
At this time, the little Taoist boy standing in front of the main hall suddenly shouted loudly: "The master of Chongyang Palace is here!"
Following this shout, Ren Daofang slowly walked out from the back of the hall, surrounded by a group of Quanzhen disciples.
"I've met Headmaster Ren!"
Although those casual cultivators said that they secretly had a lot of opinions about Ren Daofang, they still had to bow respectfully when they saw the real person.
"No courtesy for all, you're welcome."
Ren Daofang walked slowly to the front of the main hall, faced the monks, and said very kindly: "I am the master of the Chongyang Palace. I have been in seclusion for the past thirty years and do not care about secular affairs.
I just left the customs yesterday, and it coincided with the Hidden Immortal Conference, so I naturally didn’t want to miss it.
So I acted arrogantly and moved the venue of the conference to the Chongyang Palace. I hope you won't blame me.
This year, everyone’s share of spiritual energy elixirs will be doubled to show Pindao’s apology to everyone.”
After saying that, Headmaster Ren immediately pulled back his sleeves and waved his hand to the disciple behind him.
I saw dozens of Quanzhen disciples holding huge trays, directly delivering the bottles containing spiritual energy and elixirs to the hands of the cultivators one by one.
All the casual cultivators couldn't help but look at each other, not knowing what to say. They could only secretly curse: You speak so beautifully and you have such etiquette, who dares to have an opinion.
Headmaster Ren was silent for a few seconds. Seeing that no one spoke up to express his opinion, he coughed twice and then said: "All of you Taoists are all outstanding people for a while, and in the future, cultivating the world of immortality will depend on your efforts.
This Hidden Immortal Conference is not only to discuss the shift of the earth's spiritual veins, but also to discuss the future of the world of immortality.
It’s just that there are many people with mixed opinions. In order to improve efficiency, how about everyone recommending ten representatives to go into the hall to discuss matters with Pindao?"
This is also a matter of course. The previous Hidden Immortal Conference followed almost the same process.
After all, there were hundreds of hermits attending the meeting, and there were so many open mouths. If you spoke one sentence at a time, there would probably be no consensus reached by nightfall.
Since it was a long-established rule, the process of selecting these casual cultivators would naturally not be too slow. It had even been discussed in private, and ten representatives were soon elected.
Among these ten people, there were old and young, men and women, and they seemed quite democratic.
Ren Daofang very politely invited these ten representatives of casual cultivators to enter the main hall. However, the casual cultivators outside the hall could not just leave. Instead, they distributed seats. After all, there was not a long gap between the inside and outside of the hall. The people inside were discussing something.
They can also observe.
Of course, if you don’t want to hear it, you can just take the spiritual energy and elixirs, and then meditate and digest them on the spot.
At the same time, there was a side room at the back of the palace. Zhang Mingtuo, Ning Ruirui, and Shi Chun were all here, but Xia Tian was missing.
"What about summer?"
Zhang Mingtuo asked strangely: "Where has he gone?"
Ning Ruirui replied: "I don't know, he left suddenly after breakfast just now. I thought he went to find you."
"My brother-in-law couldn't have taken a fancy to some Taoist nun and then gone to tease her."
Shi Chun said with a smile.
"That's impossible."
Zhang Mingtuo shook his head, "I have seen all the Taoist nuns in Chongyang Palace a long time ago. None of them are beautiful. It would be strange for him to like them."
Ning Ruirui was speechless. This master seemed to be an old pervert. Who in his right mind would look at all the Taoist nuns in the Chongyang Palace?
"Then I don't know what my brother-in-law is doing."
Shi Chun shook his head, "How about I go look for it."
"Forget it, there's no need to look for it."
Zhang Mingtuo said calmly: "He is a person who knows the importance of things. He should go and do something, and it will naturally appear when the time comes."
Ning Ruirui also had the same idea. Xia Tian seemed to be very unreliable in doing things, but in fact he had his own way of dealing with things. Sometimes they were completely different from ordinary people's thoughts and practices, but afterwards it was often proven that he was right.
However, Zhang Mingtuo and Ning Ruirui probably guessed wrong this time, because Xia Tian did not go to do anything important, but was blocked by a woman holding an oil-paper umbrella.
"Xia Tian, do you still remember me?"
A pretty face appeared under the oil-paper umbrella, and asked with a smile.
Xia Tian glanced at this woman and said lazily: "I don't remember, who are you?"
"You are too forgetful."
The woman with the oil-paper umbrella said angrily: "I forgot about you so quickly. It's because I'm not beautiful enough, or you're too ruthless."
Xia Tian curled his lips: "Don't do this. If you have something to say, just get out of here, or I'll beat you up."
"Of course there is something."
The woman with the oil-paper umbrella smiled and said: "I am here to save your life. If you go to the Chongyang Palace now, you will probably die and kill other people."