Zhou Bufan and others were about to raise their glasses when they heard Langya ask about Xia and were stunned.
Langya asks Xia?
Langya?
Their eyes subconsciously looked at the ancestor Langya and others, and their hearts gradually became sank.
The Langya tribe is more than several times stronger than the Nine Yang Dao Sect. It has a Taoist monk in charge. Even the Langya tribe can invite you to watch the ceremony, but they are here to ask?
The beggar Taoist looked at Langya and asked Xia, and then looked at Wuweizi, who was opposite, with the hatred in his eyes even more.
He had understood the foundation of the Daqian Dao Sect. Even the Langya tribe could invite him. He could almost walk sideways in this Cang Dao Mansion, so how could he be afraid of the Nine Yang Dao Sect?
Not to mention the sects like Ziyang Taoist Sect that only leave the body and sit in charge.
On the fairy boat above, a group of Taoist monks looked at Zhou Bufan and others, and their eyes were filled with coldness.
"That's Zhou Bufan, the leader of Ziyang Taoist Sect. When did he get along with Daqian Taoist Sect?"
A Taoist sect was distracted and lightly said.
Although he did not name the name, everyone knew that he was asking Taoist Master Yuanju.
After all, the Ziyang Taoist Sect is under the jurisdiction of the Nine Yang Taoist Sect, and the people below are hiding with the Daqian Taoist Sect. The Nine Yang Taoist Sect has the responsibility to be ignored.
Taoist Master Yuanju didn't speak, but Xu Qingsong said lightly: "I'm afraid they didn't voluntarily. The Taoist technique of the Fang Jianshou is much more powerful than the sword technique. Don't think that he is just a golden elixir, he usually comes across his body.
Not an opponent at all.”
"oh?!"
Many Taoist monks showed suspicion. Their news was blocked. Although several years have passed, they have not been able to know the details of the battle in the ancient demon wasteland.
"In short, his spiritual skills are unusual, and it cannot be said that his Taoist skills are powerful. It can only be said that the evil things he refined are extraordinary."
Xu Qingsong said lightly.
At the same time, Langya asked Xia when he saw Zhou Bufan and others not saying a word, and couldn't help but frown slightly:
"It's just a cup of tea, so you won't be so stingy."
A Taoist rushed over and asked Langya Xia with a wry smile: "Dear guest, the tea here is not for you to entertain you."
"Ask Brother Xia, you can't get used to those teas, so I ordered someone to prepare other teas."
Fang Chen also said with a smile.
"I can't get used to drinking?"
Langya Wenxia was stunned, then her nose twitched slightly, and a hint of suspicion flashed in her eyes, how the taste of this tea was so strange.
"Dear guest, this is actually not tea, it's a pickled item."
The Taoist man whispered.
Pickled things!?
Langya asked Xia what he thought of immediately, and immediately jumped away several feet away, a little surprised:
"Brother Fang, this is..."
"These guests do not follow the rules, and some people are still killing innocent people here, so they are punished to drink tea and have fun here. I don't need to pay attention to Brother Xia, please please."
Fang Chen smiled casually and took everyone to the Taoist palace.
On the fairy boat, Xu Qingsong and others' expressions gradually froze.
Pickled things!?
Taoist Master Yuanju stared at Zhou Bufan and the teacup in his hand, and sighed for a long time:
"I was the one who harmed Fellow Daoist Zhou."
Everyone had guessed something, and the tribal leaders looked at each other. The methods of this Fang Jian Head... were simply killing people and heartbroken...
If the tea drinkers were replaced by them...
Everyone suddenly shivered.
"Everyone, I think about this matter, have you been thinking about it for a long time. Since Zhongzhou is willing to enfeoff the imperial seal, does it mean something?"
A tribal leader said.
His eyes swept over the Qin ancestor and others, with a hint of temptation in his eyes.
"Everyone, the three major sects have always been firm. Maybe we are too lazy to care about some trivial matters in our daily lives, but if someone dares to re-establish the Three Thousand sects, it will surely arouse public anger."
Xu Qingsong said lightly: "I want to see if this little Daqian Dadao Sect can withstand it."
"But there is Xuxian Sword Sect behind this person..."
Someone whispered.
Xu Qingsong sneered: "So what about Xuxian Sword Sect? This matter is fundamental. The three major sects will only advance and retreat together, and will not take a step back. You may not know that the old sword immortal of Xuxian Sect was injured a few years ago.
They are now out of their way."
There is something like this!?
Everyone seemed to hear the great secret and was shocked. The old sword immortal of the Xuxian Sword Sect, a figure who is comparable to the ancestor of the sect, was actually injured?
The next day.
More and more monks are intercepted by the Nine Yang Taoist Sect, and the Daqian Taoist Sect is already making final preparations. When the hour comes, the ceremony to re-establish the Three Thousand Taoist Sects will be opened.
Until now, except for the Langya tribe, no one came to Daqian Daomen to watch the ceremony.
Even the Qin Feng and his sister were locked on the immortal boat by the monks of the Xian Qin tribe and were not allowed to leave.
"Dad, mom, even if the ancestor doesn't go, if you don't go, Qin Xuan and I will go there. After all, we are disciples of the Daqian Dao Sect."
Qin Feng looked at Chu Lan in the distance.
Chu Lan looked at the head of the Qin family: "If you say something, let them hold Feng'er and Xuan'er like this?"
The head of the Qin family sighed, looked at the monks, and shook his head gently:
"They only listen to the ancestors. What I, the head of my family, don't have enough weight in their hearts. What can I do?"
Chu Lan snorted coldly, then walked towards the monks who were in charge of guarding Qin Feng and the other two:
"Several people, I can't go to watch the ceremony, but Qin Feng and Qin Xuan are both disciples of the Daqian Dao Sect. Isn't it reasonable to not let them go?"
One of the monks said lightly: "Madam, they are also young masters and ladies of Qin. If they go to watch the ceremony, they are also known to be disciples of the Daqian Dao Sect, which will cause great trouble to our Xianqin tribe.
”
"Can……"
Chu Lan was about to speak, but suddenly felt a feeling of palpitations surged into her heart.
Not only did she feel it, but all the monks nearby seemed to have a sense of understanding and looked up one after another.
Three fairy boats broke through the sea of clouds and slowly poked out, with a figure standing at each at the front.
Seeing this, Qi Jian and others were shocked and immediately stood up straight, holding their fists and bowing to the three of them:
"We'll pay homage to the three immortal kings!"
For some reason, although these three immortal kings had already restrained their breath, they still made them extremely palpitations, as if they felt a faint anger.
When the immortal boat completely broke through the sea of clouds, everyone took a breath of cold air in their hearts. There were countless figures standing on the three immortal boats, each of which was a great monk with great cultivation.
Just looking at it like this gives people the feeling of heavenly soldiers and generals coming from the sky.
Everyone immediately believed Xu Qingsong's statement, and the three Dadaomen have a zero-tolerance attitude towards this matter.
With such a situation today, it is obvious that even if the Xuxian Sword Sect is coming, they will fight too!
Compared with these three fairy boats, the fairy boats under everyone's feet were like shabby fishing boats, but at this moment the three fairy kings stepped on the void and walked step by step to the fairy boat where the strange sword was.
"We are not late, the ceremony of Daqian Daomen has begun."
Ouyang Xuan said with a smile.
When Qi Jian heard the question of the Immortal King, he didn't dare to be negligent. He hurriedly said, "It hasn't started yet. Now, except for the Langya tribe, none of them have been to watch the ceremony."
"The Langya tribe has no need to survive."
Everyone subconsciously looked at the person who was talking and saw that the dragon-headed man was huge. Just standing quietly like this made people feel a little breathless.
The Dragon Lord of Morning Star Daomen! This chapter has been completed!