The formal talks between each sect are not fixed, and several giant sects are taking turns to host the sects.

It will cost a lot of manpower and material resources to hold a formal meeting of each sect, and the great cause of each sect cannot withstand continuous consumption.

The last time the organizer was Shenwu Palace, and this time it was Tianyin Valley's turn.

According to previous procedures, the formal talks of each case lasted for seven days.

The meeting venue for the first day is arranged in the center of the Flower Sea.

Of course, it is not a seven-day meeting in a row. In addition to the meeting, there are other entertainment and exchange projects.

For example, disciples of each sect compete in the arena and enter the small secret realm. This is a stage to show the strength of each sect. Other casual cultivators can also sign up to participate. Extraordinary cultivators with excellent performance will even be competed by the big masters of major sects, and there are also night markets similar to flea markets.

The sect bosses will also drink tea and exchange their experience in practicing cultivation. They will hold meetings to talk about the sect business, clear away from the connections and power maps, talk about the demons and monsters they have encountered in recent years, talk about the current situation in the cultivation world, and will come to the scene to exchange ideas when they are intrigued...

In short, it's just two words -

boring.

As the largest sect in the cultivation world, the Lingji Sect arranged the position second only to the organizer Tianyin Valley. The other sects sent two cultivators to come here, one master and the other deputy, but there were three people on the Lingji Sect. One Yangxiao Yuanjun who had never met before, the leader of the Yanghua Zhenjun, who had been famous for many years, and the medical practitioner Yutan Zhenjun, known as the saint of Xinglin, was on the side. This combination made other forces confused.

The Lord of Tianyin Valley is a middle-aged man in his thirties.

He has a generous appearance, a simple temperament, and looks like he has no sharp edge.

This is somewhat similar to the "good guy" leader Yang Wei.

However, as soon as he spoke, Pei Ye knew that this person was not an "important person".

He spoke in a sarcastic manner, and he was sarcastic. He secretly tried the internal situation of Lingji Sect. He was suspected that Yang Jing Zhenjun was not in seclusion for the purpose of breaking through his cultivation, but was injured in the chaos of the Demon-Suppressing Tower. Otherwise, with Yang Jing Zhenjun's temperament, he would definitely bring people to various sects to discuss and shock various sects, rather than pushing this matter to an unknown new Yuanying cultivator.

When Master Yang Jing heard this, his forehead was pounding with blue veins, but the Lord of Tianyin Valley was still buzzing. He lowered his eyelids, played with the ears on the hilt of the knife with his fingers, and sneered: "How can Master Yang Valley be sure-----You can't do what Senior Brother Yang Jing can do?"

Master Yang Gu noticed the coldness flashing in Yang Jing's eyes, and smiled and changed the subject.

True Lord Yanghua is worthy of being a famous flower in the high mountains. Even if Pei Ye sits in the corner and eats melons silently, someone will take the initiative to cue her.

We talk about practice and talk about it, and we also have to discuss and discuss it with her.

If it was a good communication, Pei Ye would not care. The key was that this person was sarcastic and malicious in his words, and she would be unhappy.

There is no expression on the surface, but I wish I could have ten consecutive quality in my heart.

What do you say about calling her???

There are still some theoretical knowledge, but the practical experience is not as good as that of a newbies.

After barely dealing with a few people, I felt more tired than fighting a war.

She held her forehead with her hands, looking tired and exhausted. Seeing this, Junior Brother Yutan handed her a bottle of pills to clear her mind.

He whispered, "It will be better to eat two, every time."

Pei Ye poured out two pieces and stuffed them into his mouth: "It's so boring. I felt dizzy when I heard it, as if there were ten thousand flies buzzing in my head. I really don't know what efficiency this would be? It's better for everyone to prepare a meeting report in advance and get it straight to the point when they come up."

Sure enough, she hates meetings.

Whether it is formal talks in various schools or previous student meetings at school...

When I hear about the meeting, my mind hurts.

It's just that I have to cheer up, it's simply torture.

True Lord Yutan said: "It's just a hot spot now. After they have enough chatting, it's time to attack us."

Two pills slid down her throat, the power of the medicine dissipated, and the stimulating coolness spread throughout her body, dispelling all sleepiness and making her mind more focused than ever. Pei Ye moved her sitting position, took a deep breath, and adjusted her state to continue as a background board.

He murmured: "If you attack, you will attack me, and you will give me the birds?"

There are still three Nascent Soul monks in Lingji Sect in the clear.

No matter how dissatisfied the various sects were, they would not be able to unite to attack Lingji Sect, or ask Lingji Sect to compensate for the losses.

Yutan also sighed: "If I could be so bachelor, I would have nothing to do with it..."

Pei Ye raised his eyebrows and said, "If they are too much, whoever wants to suppress the Demon Tower will take it and throw this hot potato."

Yutan shook his head as he listened to the whispers of others.

Ling Jizong dared to give up the blame, but no one dared to take over.

The venue for the sea of ​​flowers is wide, the air is filled with the fragrance of flowers, and the beautiful scenery, wine and beauty are somewhat relieved of her inner discomfort.

After the chat, everyone became familiar with each other and then they were about to get to the point.

Pei Ye knew that Lingji Sect would become the target of public criticism, but he did not expect that these monks were so reckless.

If you don’t make any preparations, you will be held accountable when you come up.

You said I said it, I said he said it.

By the way, I would also talk about which monsters and monsters invaded their territory, how much things they have damaged, how much manpower they have consumed, how many deaths they have suffered, and how many disasters they have suffered. One person takes the lead and the others respond one after another. No one knows whether it is true or false.

Pei Ye and the other two held back their temper and listened.

At this time, there were several locations diagonally across the opposite side. I don’t know which monk stood up, stroked his long beard with one hand, pretended to be like a fairy-like trait, and asked, “I heard that something happened to Lingjizong’s Demon Suppression Tower has released many suppressed demons and ghosts. Have you found out the reason?”

Pei Ye sneered and laughed: "Who are you?"

The monk crossed his hands and bowed: "In the second elder of Xialingmen Sect, Taoist Zijing."

Pei Ye said: "Oh, it turns out to be Taoist Zijing, I have an impression. Just count on it, I am the same generation as your master."

The monk's face was angry: "I heard that there are some orders of the Tao, and I have always calculated the level of cultivation, regardless of age."

Pei Ye said bluntly: "But your cultivation level is not as high as mine, right? I calculated with my fingers. Taoist Zijing has been stagnant for thirty years now, right? Look at your gray-haired appearance, if you don't break through within twenty years, this life span is a bit anxious."

"you--"

The crowd was in an uproar.

It seems that I didn't expect that the person who swears when he opens his mouth will be the true Lord Yanghua, who has always been taciturn and cold.

Pei Ye sneered: "You are a junior, and you are not as senior as your seniority and your cultivation is not as good as you. As soon as you open your mouth, you hold us accountable as a high-ranking person. Did I send my senior brother to the head and dare you speak like this? Do you really think that we are criticized by you? "

Yutan drinks tea and doesn't speak, looks at the sky and the earth and doesn't look at Pei Ye.

Zhenjun Yang Jing lowered his head and admired the tea bowl pattern in his hand, as if it was a diluted treasure, worthy of careful play.

Pei Ye's aggressiveness made other monks dissatisfied: "Yanghua True Lord, you are so ruling. The matter of the Demon-Suppressing Tower was because Lingji Sect was not in good condition, which caused the entire cultivation world, and all sects were affected. As the suffering masters, what happened to us to hold accountable?"

Do you still care about their attitude at this time?

Do you still have to respectfully hold Ling Jizong's stinky feet to be considered a good attitude?
Chapter completed!