A feast of hundreds of veins, the heroes are excited.
According to the latest news, the feast will begin ten years later.
In order not to miss the time, the top forces in the Northern Wilderness must prepare now and set off as soon as possible.
"Recall the Holy Son and the Holy Lady immediately!"
Piaomiao Holy Land, the Holy Lord immediately gave the order.
The elders got busy and used various methods.
The eldest grandson Fengye, who was far away in the Fuliu Star Region, found a broken jade pendant and knew that the Holy Land was calling him back.
There was no other way, so Changsun Fengye had no choice but to say goodbye to Liu Lingran and turned away.
"Miss Liu, I look forward to seeing you again."
Even if you are reluctant to leave, you have to leave.
If the eldest grandson Fengye misses the feast of the Hundred Meridians, the senior officials of Piaomiao Palace will definitely be furious, and their anger may be directed towards Liu Lingran.
"This time when I go to Dizhou, I must be accompanied by several elders to protect the disciples of the sect."
The major holy places became lively and began to select suitable elders.
The danger level of Dizhou is far greater than that of Beihuang. It would be too risky for young people to go there alone.
"Fellow Taoists, please go together so that we can take care of you."
Many holy places have begun to communicate and plan to travel together.
There is more or less friction between the various forces in the Northern Wasteland, and they are not dealt with very much on weekdays.
However, at this time, the Northern Wasteland monks must put aside their previous grudges and unite to occupy a position in the empire without being oppressed.
"Ten years, just a blink of an eye."
For a monk, ten years is just the blink of an eye.
The matter of the Northern Wilderness's ten heroes' invitation to compete with their peers has come to an end for the time being.
No one dared to challenge Changsun Fengye, and the other ten heroes were more or less in trouble.
After this incident, Chen Qingyuan was able to secure his position as one of the top ten, making his fellow monks feel in awe.
It is said that one of the top ten geniuses was defeated and replaced by a newcomer.
"Qingyuan, be careful when going to Dizhou this time."
Yu Chenran was a little worried about Chen Qingyuan, so he used his great supernatural power to send messages from countless miles away and gave instructions.
"Disciple, please remember, Master, there is no need to worry."
Chen Qingyuan bowed in the direction of the sound.
"Remember, don't reveal your trump cards unless absolutely necessary."
The three elixirs are rare in eternity. If this matter reaches the ears of certain forces in the empire, it will definitely cause a huge dispute.
Certain witchcraft and secret techniques can graft the roots of others into one's own body.
"yes."
Chen Qingyuan is still relatively weak, his foundation is exposed, and he is easily targeted by others.
Daoyi Academy, standing in the middle of the lake, is Yu Chenran, with a sad face.
There was a layer of light white mist on the lake. Suddenly, a gust of wind blew away the white mist, and a small boat appeared, looming.
On the boat, Lin Wenchou was lying down, holding a wine bottle in his hand.
He seemed to be drinking every day. He smelled of alcohol, his eyes were blurred, and he rarely had any sober moments.
"Lao Yu, was this move a little too fast?"
The voice came leisurely with a hint of drunkenness.
"Time waits for no one." Yu Chenran stood on the water with his hands behind his hands, looking into the distance, and said softly: "Although this is a risky move, it is the best choice."
"You really can't miss the feast of the Hundred Meridians. If his origins are exposed when we go to Dizhou, his life may be in danger."
If you want Chen Qingyuan to grow up as quickly as possible, you must definitely participate in the Baimai Feast. It is full of opportunities and countless Taoist treasures.
"I have my own plan, no need to worry about it."
Yu Chenran said.
"Oh?" Although Lin Wenchou was confused, he didn't ask any more questions: "That's good."
There are some things that even the closest people cannot reveal, lest the secrets be revealed and the direction of the situation be changed.
Daoyi Academy did not send any elders to escort, leaving Chen Qingyuan to go alone.
Chen Qingyuan decided to go with Changsun Fengye to take a ride on the Daobao warship in the Piaomiao Palace, which would also save some travel expenses.
Northern Wasteland, Tianhe Star Territory, the Song Family, an ancient clan.
In the meeting hall, all the senior officials had sad faces and the atmosphere was gloomy.
"The feast of the Hundred Meridians has begun, but my Song family has no one to go to, alas!"
Except for Song Ningyan, no one of the younger generation of the Song family can be called a genius. The Song family, which is the head of the ancient clan, cannot cultivate a new generation. It is really a joke if word spreads.
"How about letting Ning Yan go there?"
Everyone really didn't want to miss this feast that happened once every ten thousand years.
"She has now become a disciple of Daoyi Academy. Logically speaking, she should not be involved in worldly affairs."
A clan elder said.
"I heard that Chen Qingyuan is preparing to participate in the Baimai Feast. This is a precedent for Daoyi Academy."
The senior officials of the Song family wanted to arrange for a group of young people to go there more than once, but every time the idea came up, they were cut off.
The trip to the imperial state is extremely dangerous.
Ordinary people who participate in such a feast will not only bring humiliation to themselves, but also easily lose their lives.
"The women of the Song family do not hold power. If Ning Yan is asked to go on behalf of the Song family this time, you must think clearly about how to deal with it later."
The patriarch, Song Xiufeng, was sitting high up, wearing luxurious clothes, looking across the audience, and said in deep thought.
Here, Song Xiufeng is not the father, but the clan leader, and he must make clear the seriousness of this matter. Even if he is the head of the clan, he cannot disobey the Song family's ancestral precepts.
"this......"
The senior officials of the Song family looked at each other and fell silent.
I don't know how much time passed, but an elder gritted his teeth and said, "If you miss the feast of the Hundred Meridians, the gap between the Song family and other ancient clans will become wider and wider in the future. According to the ancestral precepts, women are not allowed to hold power because they are afraid of disrupting the foundation of the family.
Now that the man is not living up to expectations, it might as well change his strategy."
"Everyone, what do you think?"
Song Xiufeng looked at the clan elders.
"Consider this time a test. If Ningyan can shine at the Baimai Feast and bring honor to the family, then why not let us slightly modify the ancestral precepts and give her a chance to take power."
A respected clan elder spoke.
So, all the elders discussed it, expressed their opinions one after another, and nodded in agreement.
A hint of joy flashed deep in Song Xiufeng's eyes. This was a good thing for the family and Song Ningyan. As a father, of course he was happy for Song Ningyan.
"I have a question, will Daoyi Academy allow it?"
Just as everyone was discussing how to change the ancestral precepts, an inappropriate voice sounded.
"That's ridiculous, Ning Yan is a member of my Song family, why is there any reason why Daoyi Academy doesn't allow it?"
Everyone slapped the table, blew their beards and stared.
"Ning Yan is now Zhao Yichuan's direct disciple. If Zhao Yichuan doesn't nod, this matter will be really difficult to handle."
As soon as these words came out, everyone's expressions froze, and they dared not speak in anger.
At this time, the old patriarch Song Wenxian appeared.
"Old Master!"
Everyone stood up one after another and bowed profusely.
"Leave this matter to me!"
Song Wenxian stood at the door of the hall, with his hands behind his back, showing his majesty.
"With the old patriarch coming forward, there is definitely no need to worry."
Everyone trusted Song Wenxian, and their faces were filled with joy.
After Song Wenxian left, everyone began to get busy, making various preparations for the Baimai Feast. At the same time, several elders were looking through the ancestral precepts, thinking about how to modify the ancestral precepts, and felt a headache.
Whoosh——
Song Wenxian, as usual, directly crushed the large teleportation talisman, crossed all star fields, and rushed towards the direction of Daoyi Academy.
The high-quality life-saving amulet was suddenly used by his old man as a tool for traveling.
In just one day, Song Wenxian showed up at Daoyi Academy, using at least ten large teleportation talismans.