The Enlightenment Conference is considered a major event in the world of metaphysics. It is held every five years. The organizers are different each time, but most of them are hosted by wealthy families. The official agency, Xuanmen, is the Special Event Investigation Agency.
Bureau will send someone to participate as a guest.
Although the Xuanqing Sect would not send anyone to attend a grand event like this every year, secretly they would still find juniors from the two sects to increase their knowledge.
After all, in the Tao Enlightenment Conference, there is also a competition between Taoist skills, which can also be regarded as a competition between the young people of each sect and an opportunity for each sect to recruit disciples.
Yu Lin walked to the door of the Fang family mansion, took out the invitation letter from his pocket and handed it to the greeter at the door.
After checking that everything was correct, Yu Lin was successfully put in.
The people who came to participate this time were all Taoist priests from all over the world, or Yeluzi who had not yet entered Taoism but had begun to practice.
Before entering the front hall, Yu Lin heard the two people beside him discussing quietly.
Both of them were wearing Taoist robes and looked like masters, uncles and nephews of that small sect.
The older one specifically lowered his voice and said: "I heard that the Fang family directly invited the head of the Xuanqing Sect to attend this enlightenment conference. This is your first time to attend, and you will be able to see such a scene. You will earn a lot of money.
I'm numb. Come in later and stop talking nonsense. Listen more, watch more and learn more!"
Hearing the three familiar words, a question mark instantly appeared on Yu Lin's head.
The younger one muttered twice in dissatisfaction: "Xuanqing Sect? Is this some kind of unpopular sect? Why haven't I heard of it, uncle?"
Then after hearing the sound, the older man directly punched his nephew.
"You know nothing! Bah, bah, bah, Blessings Immeasurable Heavenly Lord, this is the number one sect in the world. Your uncle and I only found out about the existence of this sect by chance. The leader of the Xuanqing sect is definitely at the level of a hidden boss. You
Remember to be careful with your words and actions!"
In the world of mysticism, those who know about the existence of the Xuanqing Sect are basically the famous aristocratic families or sects that have been passed down for a long time. It seems that this person must have known about it accidentally.
That’s the content of these words…
Yu Lin pressed down the peaked cap on his head, leaned over and said in a low voice:
"Is what I just said true? Because someone in my family was taken in as an apprentice by those big guys, I know something about it. This time I just came to see the world. I didn't expect to see such a scene."
The man glanced at Yu Lin, but he had no doubts, and said proactively: "Oh - I heard about it too, but the news should be true. The head of the Fang family will probably announce the news when we enter later."
After the two of them finished speaking, they went directly into the front hall.
Yu Lin's eyes narrowed under the brim of his hat, he pressed his peaked cap again, turned around and followed the flow of people into the hall.
After all, this is the family that hosts such a grand event. As soon as you enter the front hall, you can see several rows of long tables with various dishes on them.
There was a row of people sitting at the front, and in the middle was the head of the Fang family, Fang Zhuhen, who had already taken his seat. There was an empty chief seat next to the head of the family's seat. Not surprisingly, it was reserved for the head of the Xuanqing sect.
Fang Zhuhen cleared his throat and spoke in a voice covered with spiritual power: "Thank you for giving the Fang family face and coming all the way to attend this enlightenment conference. Please take a seat first. The dishes on the table are a little bit of my heart.
, everyone should take care of their stomachs first.”
The time had already reached seven o'clock. After listening, everyone found a place to sit down.
Yu Lin casually picked a seat close to him and sat down, ready to listen to Fang Zhuhen's pretentious annual nonsense.
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