Everyone in Sijiu Xianzong was a little excited.
"Wait a minute, we will be able to meet strong men from all over the world?" Long Aotian said excitedly with a fierce fighting spirit.
"I'd like to see how many familiar faces there are in this new Absolute Beginning Continent." Xiao Tu was also very curious, with a gentle smile on his face.
"As expected of Heaven, the top forces are different." Tang Ximen said with emotion.
"If our Four Nine Immortal Sect can also hold this level of celebration, I don't know how much money we can make." Xiao Ze was a little jealous.
An Lin took a breath, and said excitedly, "I'm afraid that just receiving congratulatory gifts can break 100 million!?"
"More than that, if we can expand the scope of invitations and hold more activities, the income will easily exceed 100 million." Liu Qianhuan excitedly said.
"It's useless for us to think about it now, and we still need to work hard to make the sect stronger." Xuanyuan Cheng seemed to have ignited his fighting spirit, looked up at the sky, and his desire was higher than the sky.
"The road to wealth for the sect is right in front of us, we still need to work unremittingly to create greater glories!" An Lin made a concluding speech as the suzerain.
"come on!"
Su Qianyun raised her small fist and spoke softly.
"come on!"
"come on!"
The rest of the sect members shouted to cheer themselves up.
Lin Junjun: "..."
By the way, isn't the topic of discussion biased? Why did the development of things not be the same as she thought
What about praising and envying heaven? Why did the painting style suddenly change to the topic of how to use the celebration to make money? !
What about your pursuit? What about your morals? !
Lin Junjun kept roaring in her heart, but there was still a ladylike smile on her face.
The Pantao Conference has not officially started yet.
Everyone played together on the little green island.
After eating fruit in Wanguoyuan, go to Tianqiongchi to play in the water, go to Jinyang Mountain to bask in the sun, go to Xuanbing Pagoda to eat ice cream...
Under the leadership of Lin Junjun, they walked and played all the way, and unknowingly, they visited all the interesting attractions on Little Green Island.
"In front is the Sky Palace, which is the main venue for the Pantao Conference. Two thousand representatives will spend the most unforgettable celebration in your life!" Lin Junjun introduced.
In front of everyone, an extremely magnificent palace appeared in the field of vision.
Its whole body is made of the most exquisite fairy jade, the main colors are white and gold, it looks holy and solemn, with a height of hundreds of meters and an extremely wide area.
An Lin felt that the palace could easily accommodate tens of thousands of people, let alone thousands of people.
"Hi, An Lin, we meet again!" There was a sudden tremor behind him.
An Lin turned around and saw a few stone men walking towards them with smiles on their faces.
"Senior Yue Dou!" He hurriedly greeted, and at the same time looked at Hong Dou with a half-smile, and said, "Hong Dou, you kid can also participate in the Pantao Conference?"
Hong Dou's face turned red when he was told, and the flames in his chest blazed: "Don't look down on stones, why can't I participate, I am the top genius of the younger generation in the field of good fortune!"
"Yes, yes, you are a genius." An Lin said perfunctorily.
The ramen monster at the side stretched out the ramen and wrapped it around Hongdou's neck, and laughed loudly: "This kid Hongdou, I watched him grow up. Although the breakthrough of the realm is not fast, the foundation is very solid. Step by step, I hope to become a top power in the future!"
An Lin saw that his body was covered by a red and white bowl like clothes, the soup in it was fluctuating, and the noodles were like a monster dancing with tentacles. He asked with surprise, "You are?"
Yue Dou laughed loudly, and introduced: "I forgot to say, this is the ramen sage, the peak power in the late stage of Void Return of the Hall of Creation, and the strongest among ramen!"
An Lin opened his mouth wide and looked at the Ramen Monster with a shocked face: "It's a pleasure to meet you, it's a pleasure to meet you..."
Ye Ling drooled from the side: "It smells so good!"
Ramen Shengjun exudes the fragrance of ramen all over his body, which is very mellow.
That should be its body odor.
Tang Ximen looked desperate, he is not even as good as ramen now!
The rest of the Four Nine Immortal Sect members were either shocked or surprised looking at the ramen in front of them.
But the world is big, full of surprises.
Even snails can become mythical beasts, and ramen returning to the void seems to make sense.
The representative of the white fox clan, Bai Muyu also came.
She pulled Bai Yao and blamed in a low voice: "Look at you, are you bullying the clown again? Look, the clown has lost weight!"
Bai Yao's face was blushing, and she faltered and whispered.
Seeing this scene, An Lin felt thoughtful, and pulled Xu Xiaolan's slender and slender hand, saying: "Xiaolan, look, the belt is getting wider and you will never regret it, and you will be haggard because of Yixiao... How happy is the clown , when did I have him so happy?"
Xiaolan was stunned for a moment, and understood in seconds.
She squeezed An Lin's arm with a face of embarrassment, and said angrily: "Look at your virtue! Obscenity! Shameless!"
Tina and Ye Ling blinked their eyes in confusion, wondering why Xu Xiaolan scolded An Lin, did he say something wrong
Only Dabai was laughing at the side, watching with relish.
"Sect Master Anlin." From a distance, came a crisp shout.
An Lin turned around and saw ten luxuriously dressed people walking towards him.
A purple-clothed woman in front, with a peachy face and a bright smile, waved to herself.
"Princess Xiang Qingya." An Lin smiled faintly as a greeting.
Xiang Qingya walked up to her with an elegant posture, saluted respectfully, and said softly, "Sect Master Anlin, I haven't repaid the kindness that day. I brought some gifts today, and I hope you can accept them."
As she said that, she took out a ring from the ring and handed it to An Lin.
An Lin accepted it bluntly, and he usually does not refuse gifts.
"I am the Emperor of the Fengming Imperial Clan, Xiang Fengyi, and I would like to thank the Patriarch Anlin again for saving the life of the little girl that day." A refined-looking man led the rest of the people to thank Anlin solemnly, with a very friendly attitude.
An Lin was also happy to make a few more allies, and chatted happily.
Not long after, an extremely terrifying aura suddenly stagnated the surrounding air.
An Lin even felt as if someone was pressing a sword against his heart!
The ultimate danger, the extremely terrifying threat of death!
An Lin hadn't started to make any moves yet.
Liu Qianhuan's voice sounded, almost roaring angrily: "Liu Mingxuan, are you crazy? This is Heaven, what do you want?"
The pressure suddenly disappeared.
An Lin turned around slowly, and saw a rather handsome man with elegant clothes, leading nearly thirty Jian Xiu with powerful aura walking towards him.
Astonishingly, they are the four major sects in the realm of Kyushu, and a group of Tianjianzong is here!
"Liu Mingxuan, if you do this next time, don't come to the Pantao Festival." Lin Junjun's pretty face was covered with frost, and she said coldly.
She doesn't like someone threatening her friends with arrogance in front of her.
"It's just an exchange, not an example."
Liu Mingxuan smiled heartily, then turned his gaze to An Lin.
"Sect Master Anlin, are you safe?" the man asked with a gentle smile, as if nothing happened before.
"It's good, but there are too many monks who want to join the Sijiu Immortal Sect recently, and they are a little too busy." An Lin also responded with a smile on his face.
"Oh? All kinds of monks ran over, and you want to take care of them? Does the Sijiu Xianzong accept everyone?" Liu Mingxuan was a little surprised.
"There is no distinction in education. There is gold in the sand. I have to carefully select, for example, Sun Yuluo who has good aptitude and has a sword spirit disciple, so I can barely recruit as a disciple." An Lin said casually.
Liu Mingxuan's veins burst out.
(end of this chapter)