You kid! You don't have to be so low-key! !

The next day, Changqing put on the sect's attire properly.

Today is the day when the masters of Qifeng Mountain and Longyin Valley lead their disciples to Yuling Sect to convene the Southern Region Conference on Taoism.

Dressing appropriately is naturally to reflect the momentum of the Yuling Sect.

As for why they were discussing the competition in Yuling?

They are naturally the two sect masters of Qifeng Mountain and Longyin Valley, who have always been at odds with each other and have been competing with each other in every aspect.

The handsome uncle is different. He is very tactful in his actions and dealings with others, so the location was naturally chosen as Yuling Sect.

On the way to the mountain gate, Changqing and the disciples were thinking about how to get the feathers of the Yuanhua realm spirit bird now that the Cangfeng seeds were in their hands. Although they knew that there was a great monster in the Yuanhua realm in the sect, it was quite difficult to know how to obtain them.

A great demon in the Yuanhua realm can become a demon king, which is on the same level as the sect master. Even if the sect master comes forward, it may not be such an easy task, not to mention that it is unknown what price to pay.

Nearly ten thousand disciples stood still, all wearing light green robes, which looked quite spectacular.

Before long, a huge fan-shaped shadow appeared in the sky, with many human figures on it.

"Welcome fellow Longyin Valley fellows, please come..."

The disciples shouted in unison, with great momentum.

All the disciples saluted and stood still, then they saw a handsome uncle appear above the mountain gate. He was wearing a green robe that looked as shiny as new, and his beard was even shaved clean, which made his handsome face shine even more.

"Friend Bai, I haven't seen you for a long time. How have you been recently?" The handsome uncle's voice was enhanced by spiritual power and was very grand.

Chang Qing almost laughed out loud when he heard this. When the handsome uncle asked about this matter at this time, it seemed like a greeting between fellow colleagues, but secretly, it was like stabbing someone's heart with a soft knife.

"So naughty!" Chang Qing used his spiritual power to control his facial expression to prevent himself from laughing.

Bai Shan's face froze when he heard this, but he covered it up well and forced a smile, saying, "Thank you for your concern, Fellow Daoist Ji. Everything is fine."

"I just got a batch of good tea. I will discuss it with Mr. Bai tonight." The handsome uncle said

"Of course, of course." Bai Shan nodded.

At this time, a loud shout appeared in the sky: "Oh? Good tea, how can I forget Wu when I have good tea!"

A mountain suddenly appeared on the horizon, and it moved very fast, arriving at the mountain gate in the blink of an eye.

"Welcome fellow travelers from Qifeng Mountain to visit us"

The Yuling Sect disciples below shouted in unison.

The disciples on the mountain also saluted in return.

Wu Zhengyang waved his hand at the disciples below.

"Everything is fine, everything is fine..." She looks like a social nerd

"Hmph~ just pretending." Bai Shan's voice was full of disdain.

"Hey! You sissy, I'm looking for trouble as soon as I get here. If you don't accept it, let's have a fight?!" Wu Zhengyang said provocatively

"Fight me if you want. I want to see how your [Hou Tu Jue] is practiced!"

Bai Shan was very bothered by effeminate men, so he immediately took out his fan and started fighting.

Chang Qing remembered hearing the elders mention at the lecture that this [Hou Tu Jue] was a magical technique that had no attributes but could be practiced by people of any attributes. It was quite peculiar.

However, this method is quite mysterious and has not been leaked to anyone in Qifeng Mountain for thousands of years. It is said that all disciples who practice this method are under restrictions, and if they spread even a word of it, their bodies will explode and die.

"You two! You two! Don't be angry. We are all from the same faction, Feiyun Sect. This conference is to select the best disciples. If we get a good ranking in the conference, we will get many rewards. It will be beneficial to all of us. Why do we have to fight with swords like this? Calm down, calm down."

The handsome uncle acted as a good guy and tried to stop the fight.

The two of them knew what was more important and didn't make a fuss anymore.

"My two fellow disciples and fellow disciples, your accommodation has been prepared. Please follow me."

The handsome uncle opened the sect protection formation and welcomed the huge folding fan and the mountain in.

Then he said to the Yuling Sect disciples below: "The meeting will start on time tomorrow morning. Don't be late. Everyone, disperse now."

"Yes!" the disciples responded in unison.

Chang Qing looked at the leading disciple of Longyin Valley with a slight smile on his face. This kid was still alive, but his face didn't seem very good, and he was holding back a lot of energy. It seemed that his arrangement had worked.

All the bad feelings in his heart were released, and Changqing felt refreshed and happy.

"The competition lasts for three days, and I don't know if there will be any changes."

Chang Qing thought about this, and suddenly felt something was wrong, so he slapped himself lightly.

"Am I cheap? It's none of my business! Why do you care so much? Can this thing taste as good as braised pork? Bah! How dare you compare it to braised pork?!"

Chang Qing's external cultivation level is still at the level of expanding the four meridians, which is not very high. Coupled with his deliberately disguised appearance, he blends in with the public and is very low-key!

The mountain was quiet at night. The handsome uncle had already given orders to restrain his disciples, strengthen patrols, prevent conflicts and maintain stability.

There were only three people in the sect master's hall, the handsome uncle, Bai Shan, and Wu Zhengyang.

The whole hall was filled with the aroma of tea. Bai Shan and Wu Zhengyang were savoring the tea carefully, exclaiming in praise.

There was a hint of helplessness deep in the handsome uncle's eyes.

Although it is said to be a discussion, there is actually no need to discuss anything.

The Yuling Sect was promoted to a third-grade sect only two hundred years ago. It lacks foundation and its disciple education is even worse. Whether it is its own strength or the quality of its high-level disciples, it is far inferior to the other two sects.

Over the years, the number of participants from our sect in the Dao Discussion Conference has never been more than a hundred, and the results achieved have naturally been at the bottom. This situation has naturally affected the allocation of resources, etc.

The three of them were discussing very politely at this moment, but they were fighting openly and secretly in private, so there was no politeness at all.

The three clan leaders kept discussing the steps of the competition, but in fact it didn't matter much whether the handsome uncle participated or not.

This meeting was nothing more than a secret confrontation between Bai Shan and Wu Zhengyang. Although Wu Zhengyang had muscles all over his body like a warrior, he was actually very shrewd and would not suffer any loss.

The handsome uncle looked at the confrontation on the table and shook hands secretly. He was a little angry at first, but it didn't take long for him to think of Green Bull. Perhaps with the concentrated version of Green Bull, it is not impossible to defeat these two in terms of hidden combat power.

The handsome uncle couldn't help but secretly rub the pill made by Green Bull.

He thought: "This is the most important weapon of the sect!"

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Unlike the handsome uncle, Changqing was eating the braised pork happily and humming a song at this moment. He looked so comfortable. Jiaocang next to him was also using a big basin and showing off like crazy.

Ever since the second level of Qingtian Nianqing Jue was opened, Changqing felt that the speed of absorbing spiritual energy had increased abruptly. Perhaps it was because his spiritual root was slowly approaching a medium-grade spiritual root.

Changqing has more energy for the future.

After all, he had never heard of any spell that could improve spiritual roots, so the quality was probably beyond his imagination.

Then there is that drop of blood. What Jiao Cang said was absolutely right. There was no rejection between the blood and the body. Instead, it was slowly transforming the physical body. It was also through this drop of blood that Changqing could feel the treasure of the physical body.

As for the stone egg, Chang Qing observed it for a long time, but it still had very weak vitality, and there was no sign of breaking out of the shell. However, Chang Qing was naturally happy to have an extra treasure that could withstand the calamity of heaven. He put his brother into the storage ring and started practicing again.