The hostess Jiayi also improved a lot, and said happily, "It turns out that you are Wang Qianqiu. You are not only talented in literature, but also have such a talent. You are really a genius. After the Fahua meeting, I will discuss it with you in detail." I don't know if Brother Wang can show you face."
The third son's face darkened, and he hurriedly said, "I have heard the name of Brother Wang for a long time, and it is like thunder. I can see you today, and I will discuss it with Brother Wang in detail later."
The words came out, but San Shengzi's heart was agitated by wind and thunder.
Xu Yi cupped his hands at the hostess Jiayi and the three holy sons, looked coldly at the elder Bie and said, "Bie brother is so angry, it seems that he is really ignorant, I really don't know how the fairy sect sent you, a stupid old man, to lead the team."
As Elder Bai said, he is now registered under the name of the head teacher of Donghua Xianmen.
Outside the sect, the Donghua Xianmen's signboard is used in an upright manner.
In the sect, Xu Yi's backing was like the sky, so there was no need to bow down to anyone.
When he was in the martial arts arena, he still needed He Xianjun's care. What he was afraid of was not the elders, but the strict ranks inside Donghua Xianmen.
But now, he, Xu, seems to have stepped into the high-level inside Donghua Xianmen. Don't think about the face of the elders, he really doesn't plan to sell.
Originally became the background board of Wang Qianqiu's glory of the Eight Great Immortals, Elder Bie already hated it madly.
Every time people think of Wang Qianqiu's miracles, they inevitably think of him as a loser.
Being so nailed to the pillar of shame in history, Elder Bie was already mad with hatred.
However, Xu Yi was so persistent that he ran into him at the Fahua Conference, and he still wanted to make him unhappy.
Elder Bie was so angry that his head was twitching, he stared at Xu Yi, and said word by word, "If you can't tell me what happened today, someone will report your insult to me. Let the elders vote at the door!"
Originally pulled out to fight, it can be returned most freely. But after the first battle that day, Elder Bie really didn't have the courage to fight again.
Of course, it's not that Elder Bie thought that he would be defeated. Up to now, he still thinks that the reason why he lost quickly in that day's battle was because he underestimated the enemy.
But he is still not sure of winning. If he loses again today, he may really be ashamed to stay in Donghua Immortal Gate.
Even if he gets angry, he can only talk about it.
Xu Yi said coldly, "Brother, you are so embarrassed to let me talk about Ziwu Maoyou, let me ask you, look at today's seats, why should my Donghua Immortal Sect be at the bottom of the table? Is my Donghua Immortal Gate worse than the other seven gates? As the leader of the team, you didn’t complain to the organizer, but you still acted grandiosely, sitting in a high place, Wang Mou really blush for you, Wang Mou doesn’t know how you can sit down liveable."
As soon as this remark came out, Elder Bie felt depressed and was immediately speechless.
The leaders of the other great immortal sects frowned, staring at Xu Yi secretly.
He wondered whether these words were Wang Qianqiu's own rampant words, or the clamor of Donghua Xianmen's attempt to rise after many years of silence.
The heroine Jiayi's face turned cold, she didn't know how to respond.
This time, although she took the lead to preside over the situation.
But she is a little Yin Zun, how can she hold her ground.
And the topic Wang Qianqiu provoked was extremely sensitive.
After all, the Eight Immortal Gates are existences comparable to the Northern Holy Court.
If there is a real dispute among the Eight Great Immortal Gates, it will be a big mess.
"Brother Wang misunderstood, really misunderstood, this seat arrangement is just random, if Brother Wang gets to the bottom of it, how about changing seats with Kong?"
The three saints said with a smile.
Every seat arrangement is not random, it is a reflection of the respective strengths of the eight immortal sects.
No one has ever made an issue out of seats, Xu Yi's provocation was immediately extremely sensitive.
Xu Yi said, "The three holy sons are sitting in the main seat. My Donghua Immortal Sect knows how to advance and retreat. Of course, I will not sit where I shouldn't be."
"Then whose seat do you want to occupy in Donghua Xianmen, please tell me clearly!"
"I have never even asked for a dollar, so I have such courage."
"I really think of myself as the legend of Xiong Beiming, Wang Yao, etc. I really think that you, Wang Qianqiu, can turn around the gate of Donghua Xianmen by yourself!"
"For those surnamed Wang, it's okay to switch places, just beat me. I really want to see the legend of Donghua Xianmen. Is it true or is it a deliberate trick."
"..."
Undoubtedly, the seat dispute provoked by Xu Yi involved all the Eight Immortal Sects.
No one could evade, not even Elder Bie dared to say more.
Although he hated Wang Qianqiu half to death in his heart, he also knew that since Wang Qianqiu had stirred up the trend, he had no choice but to follow Wang Qianqiu.
No matter how bold he was, he would not dare to quarrel with Wang Qianqiu at this time.
Obviously, no matter what the outcome of this matter is, it will definitely have a far-reaching impact, and it will definitely attract the attention of the highest level of Xianmen and even several gods.
Xu Yi said with a sassy smile, "It seems that everyone thinks that the number of seats is a reflection of strength. If Donghua Xianmen wants to change their seats, they must rely on their real skills. .”
Wow! !
There was a storm all over the place.
Everyone thought that Wang Qianqiu would set off a violent storm instead of Donghua Xianmen, aiming at the weaker existence among the eight immortal gates, but never thought that Wang Qianqiu would set his sights on Yuwu Palace as soon as he came up.
The Taiqing Shangpai and Yuwudian faintly wanted to become the existence of the leaders of the Eight Great Immortals.
It just so happened that both of the two sects had peerless disciples, Xiong Beiming of the Supreme Qing School and Yao the King of the Imperial Martial Palace.
The two are in the limelight, and they are twin peaks.
Which faction Wang Qianqiu chooses to challenge is not too surprising, but it is particularly surprising that he chooses one of these two factions.
"I don't know whether to say that Brother Wang's courage is commendable, or should I say that Brother Wang is not open-eyed?"
Song Zhao, the leader of Yuwu Palace, stared at Xu Yi with a gloomy face, and said coldly.
Xu Yi said, "Don't get me wrong, Taoist brother, I'm not interested in fighting with you, so I'd better call the one on the top of the building."
After Xu Yi finished speaking, everyone looked towards the watchtower on the top of the northwest peak.
In the boundless wind and moon, there has never been anyone.
Song Zhaocai was about to get angry, Xu Yilang said in a loud voice, "Brother Beiming, Brother Wang, you two are hanging in the sky, the moon is high and the wind is cold, isn't it lonely, why don't you come down and talk."
After speaking, there was a soft howl, shaking the mountains and responding to the sea.
"That's right, Brother Wang, the Brother Wang you mentioned is really good, just because I can spot you and me through the barrier, it's worth my time to show up."
A clear voice settled down, and two figures appeared in the field out of thin air.
Wang Yao on the left is personable and as sharp as a sword.
The middle-aged man with short mustaches on the right has a neutral temperament and no aura, like a piece of Cangyan rock that has suffered too much wind and rain and has lost its edges and corners. It is the famous Xiong Beiming of the Taiqing School.
As soon as the two talents showed up, they immediately set off a climax.
The sound of greetings and greetings has never stopped.
"It turns out that the two immortal brothers have arrived early, why don't you want to see them, could it be that even others are not worthy of seeing the two immortal brothers?"
The female protagonist Jiayi's eyes glowed brightly, and said angrily.
Wang Yao was tall and tall, smiled slightly, and did not answer.
Xiong Beiming bowed slightly, "Brother Wang and I arrived late, it's really impolite, seeing that the Fa Huahui has already started, but it's not good to disturb rashly, so I thought to wait for the end to find the two highnesses to apologize, I didn't expect to be asked by this Brother Wang has drunk Xingzang."