"My name is Shen Luo, nice to meet you fellow Taoists." Shen Luo bowed to everyone and turned his gaze to the person behind them.
She was a tall woman, dressed in a gray and white Taoist robe, dressed like a Taoist nun, with a white gauze covering her face.
Seeing Shen Luo looking at her, the woman also looked over without any hesitation, but she didn't seem to want to step forward to say hello.
Shen Luo could only smile awkwardly and clasped his fists towards her, but the woman still had no reaction.
After they walked back to the lotus pond, it was only after Lin Qianqian's introduction that the woman finally spoke and talked to Shen Luo and the others.
Only then did Shen Luo find out that the sect he belonged to was Taiying Temple, a Taoist sect with only female disciples.
At this moment, two rays of light burst out from the sky and slowly descended.
When the escaping light landed on the ground, a halo emanated from it, and two figures emerged from it, one with an ordinary appearance and the other one with extraordinary handsomeness.
Seeing the two people appear, especially when the handsome man in snow-white clothes showed a warm smile to everyone, the disciples of Mount Putuo surrounding them suddenly burst into cheers.
"Brother Zhou, it's Brother Zhou..."
"Brother Zhou Yu, you are simply stunning..."
"Junior Sister Nie is really blind. How could she reject Senior Brother Zhou..."
There was a constant stream of discussion among the people outside the square. Many people were happy but also very angry about Zhou Yu.
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Wei Qing frowned slightly, appearing somewhat disgusted with this scene.
Zhou Yu, who was enjoying this treatment, noticed the slight change in the man's expression next to him, and immediately raised his palm and shouted, "Silence."
In an instant, a gentle yet majestic wave of sound rolled across the square, and the discussions of the crowd suddenly stopped.
"Thanks to the support of all the friendly sects, this Xianxing Conference will be held as scheduled. Zhou has been entrusted by his master to preside over this conference. If there is anything inappropriate, I hope you will forgive me." Zhou Yu said.
"The whole process is presided over by disciples of the sect?" Shen Luo asked in a low voice in surprise.
"This Xianxing Conference is for younger disciples to communicate and exchange ideas, so it is fully entrusted to the disciples to host. Aren't we here alone to attend the conference, without the company of any elders from the sect? Besides, don't underestimate Senior Brother Zhou Yu. He has only been practicing for more than a hundred years, but now he is already an early Mahayana cultivator." Lin Qianqian heard this and took the initiative to explain.
Shen Luo frowned slightly when he heard this, but said nothing more.
At this moment, he was also thinking about another thing, which was why there was no sign of the people from the Dragon Palace. Even though the journey was long, they shouldn't have shown up at this time.
At this moment, a pale yellow light suddenly came flying from a distance. The figure spun lightly and landed slowly on the square like a goose yellow spirit butterfly.
Shen Luo's eyes lit up and a smile appeared on the corner of his mouth. Nie Caizhu came.
"Junior Sister Nie, why are you here?" Zhou Yu, who was speaking, froze and asked.
"Greetings, Uncle Wei and Brother Zhou." Nie Caizhu walked forward and bowed.
Wei Qing just nodded without saying anything. He just wanted the ceremony to end as soon as possible.