Ruyi Firm is very efficient, and soon Jingyue received a letter from Jinbaozhu. The other party proposed to cooperate with Jinguang Pavilion to hold an auction, and the reputation of the plastic talisman was a hit, and the time was set in January.
"After January?" Gu Xia asked, "After January, the Bamboo Pointing Conference will be held, don't we all have to go to Nanzhou?"
Jing Yue was stunned, he completely forgot about it.
The Dianzhu Conference was held every ten years, and the major forces would nominate the best Foundation Establishment cultivators to participate. This time, the Nine Heavens Academy selected a total of 500 people, including Zheng Bai and Gu Xia.
He was about to say that he could not go to the auction, but when he received another letter, Jing Yue smiled.
Gu Xia and Zheng Bai both looked inexplicable, Jing Yue said, "This Jinbao Pearl is really informative and interesting, you can see for yourself."
It turned out that the letter said that since the Dianzhu Conference was about to be held, Jingyue would definitely go there, so the auction was held in Cuicheng, where Qingzhuzhai was located in Xianan Prefecture.
Zheng Bai nodded, "Count the days, we should have just arrived in Cuicheng at that time, and the Bamboo Pointing Conference will be two days later, just in time to watch the fun."
A few people chatted about the Bamboo Conference, and they dispersed after a while.
When Jingyue returned to the dormitory, he bumped into Meng Shan's eyes full of resentment.
He wanted to ignore him and walk away, but how could Meng Shan let him go
"Why can you all go to the Bamboo Point Conference, but I, an authentic Qingzhuzhai disciple, was not selected?" Meng Shan's tone was sour and bitter, especially when he thought that if his sister Meng Wan found out about the news, she might have to deal with him. , he really wanted to disappear in place.
"If I stay in Qingzhuzhai, I will definitely be able to participate. Why did I come to Jiutian Academy and was brushed down..."
Meng Shan felt that he was wronged.
Jingyue: "If you spend a little more time on cracking the beast talisman in your main class, you should be able to go with us."
Having said that, Meng Shan was even more discouraged.
He also couldn't crack the beast talisman, okay? !
Meng Shan hugged his skinny self aggrieved, while the fat Lan Feng danced with excitement, "Jingjing, this is a good opportunity for you to make a blockbuster, you must blindly blind everyone, let Jiji Proud of you!"
Jing Yue patted its head, "Am I not making you proud now?"
Lan Feng immediately said: "Jingjing will always be Jiji's pride!"
After ten or so days, the disciples of Jiutian Academy who participated in the Dianzhu Conference were ready to set off. After all, Lecheng is still more than ten days away from Cuicheng, of course, in the case of an empty boat.
The people leading the team this time are the abbot Lin Zhenjun, and Wudao Zhenren from Qingzhuzhai. They are leading the disciples to board the empty boat.
As soon as Jingyue went up, he saw an acquaintance, and he said, "Qin Zhenjun, why are you here?"
Shouldn't the mountain chief sit in the academy
Qin Yanzhi: "The ancestor is in a hurry."
Jingyue remembered that Wanming Sword Sect was located in Shangnan Continent, which was also located south of Central Continent, so it was no wonder that he would go on the same road with them.
Curiously, he asked again, "But Taoxian Patriarch?"
The Wan Ming Sword Sect also has an ancestor who lived in the tribulation period. It is Tao Xian. He is smaller than Yi Ye. Before Jing Yue was struck by lightning in his previous life, he was not born.
Qin Yanzhi: "Well."
The old ancestor was urgently summoned, and I don’t know what the big deal was
Just thinking about it, Jingyue listened to Qin Yan's support: "The old master asked me to tell you that the talisman is very effective, thank you."
Jingyue was stunned for a while, and then realized that it was the old patriarch Qin, so he smiled and said, "You're welcome, I've already given you money, what thanks?"
He made the first plastic fetal rune and sent it to Qin Yanzhi. Of course, he had to be anxious about his benefactor. Although Qin Yan's face is not obvious, he must think of Qin Zhanpeng in his heart, otherwise, he would not have caught the fox with small hopes.
It's just that he knew that Qin Yanzhi would not take it for free, so he didn't mention the free gift.
Qin Yanzhi: "You can't slack off these few days, and practice the seven swords well."
Jingyue: "..."
A simple sentence made Jing Yue recall the fear of being dominated by Qin Yanzhi's eyes all the time.
Qin Yanzhi: "Diligence can make up for clumsiness."
Jingyue: "..."
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Xia Nanzhou, Cuicheng.
In the past few days, the city has been very lively. Not to mention the Dianzhu Conference, a major event in the cultivation world, just the fact that Jinguang Pavilion and Ruyi Firm will jointly hold an auction is enough to attract the topic.
"Have you heard? There is a top-quality spiritual tool at this auction."
"How long have you been in the news? I heard that there is a brand-new talisman at the auction, called the plastic talisman, which can purify the spiritual roots!
"Hey, you really believe it, it's nothing more than a gimmick released by Ruyi Firm."
"I don't believe it, but many people want to see it. It's hard to find an invitation card for this auction. I heard that the price has been skyrocketed."
"Golden Light Pavilion will not be on fake auctions. If there is no fetal shaping talisman, or the talisman is not used to purify spiritual roots, I see how Ruyi Firm will end!"
…
At this time, a group of people passed by them, all well-dressed and dignified, looking very energetic.
When the others passed by, the people who were chatting first whispered, "Did you come to participate in the Bamboo Dianping Conference? Tsk, looking at this momentum, I don't know which faction it is?"
"It's from Jiutian Academy. I saw a few people hanging up their waist cards."
"No wonder, Jiutian Academy is full of geniuses, it's really enviable..."
…
Jingyue admired the scenery of Cuicheng, and only felt that it deserved the word "Cui" because the whole city was built in the forest.
At a glance, there are towering giant trees everywhere, even blocking the sun, and the lighting is all dependent on the small star lights hanging on the lush branches and leaves. Named Little Star Lamp, it is actually just the core of a lantern tree that emits a faint light, but it looks like the stars twinkling in the sky.
All the houses in Cuicheng are built on giant trees, scattered in heights and sizes, all connected by wooden bridges.
The shallow clear current flows over the roots of the trees, and there are colorful swimming fish with a palm length and some strange plants everywhere in the water.
All of this is very unfamiliar to Jing Yue, at least he has never seen such a scene in the Bipolar Realm in his previous life.
When they came to the center of the green city, they saw the boundary stone of Qingzhuzhai in front of a giant tree with green vines. Wudao Zhenren opened the barrier with the token in the door, and as soon as he entered it, the green lake came into view.
Scattered bamboo rafts are parked by the lake, and on the other side is the ancient and elegant Qingzhuzhai.
At this time, a woman dressed in a green shirt with bamboo leaves embroidered on her sleeves walked over, "I am Ding Lingdang, a disciple of Qingzhuzhai, are you fellow Daoists from Jiutian Academy?"
Wudao Zhenren stood up from behind Lin Zhenjun, "Little Bell, don't bother, I'll take them across the lake."
Ding Lingdang smiled gently, "It turns out to be the real Wudao, so thank you very much."
I saw Wudao Zhenren waved his sleeve robe, and a huge gourd floated on the blue lake. When all the students sat on the gourd, he said: "The day after tomorrow, there is a banquet in Qingzhuzhai, and you are willing to go. If you don’t want to go, you can rest in the guest house.”
Jing Yue had heard that the first two nights of the Bamboo Dianping Conference had a banquet, which had become a tradition. Said to be a banquet, in fact, Qingzhuzhai provided the cultivators with an opportunity to get acquainted with their opponents and make friends. For this, all the students were unaware.
into the night.
The wet wind wrinkled the water surface of Bihu Lake, the bamboo forest of Qingzhuzhai swayed with the wind, the lights in the forest were bright, and laughter came from time to time.
The aroma of wine lingered in the courtyard, Luo Qi was fluttering, and many monks were like mortals at the moment, chatting in a comfortable manner.
In the corner, a plainly dressed young man was holding a jug, leaning on a pole to repair bamboo, staring straight at the lively place with a frenzy in his eyes.
When someone who knew him saw it, he said with a half-smile, "Why, Daoyou Fan also wants to join in the fun? There are all disciples of the great sect over there, just like us... loose cultivators, they don't like it."
The young man surnamed Fan withdrew his gaze, took a sip of wine expressionlessly, and ignored him. I thought to myself, you idiots will do loose cultivation for a lifetime. Today is a rare opportunity. If I can get along with a certain big disciple, or get the eyes of a real person, maybe I can be included in the door.
In terms of talent, I'm not bad!
Just thinking about it, his eyes lit up.
I saw a very beautiful young man coming through the hallway. Although the other party's clothes were not gorgeous, he was very elegant. More importantly, wherever the young man went, there were people who greeted him, and even a Jindan real person hurriedly greeted him and bowed. body salute.
"Who is that Jindan Zhenren worshiping?" The young man surnamed Fan changed his previous indifference and asked the monk beside him while licking his face.
The latter smiled, "Fan Daoyou is very clumsy, Jin Dan is the real Wu Chen of the Cold Cloud Sect. Who else can be a teenager who can make Wu Chen a disciple?"
"Ancestor Jing!"
The eyes of the young man surnamed Fan flickered, and he looked at the young man with a burning desire. There was even more envy buried in his envy, but he didn't see the sneer on Sanxiu's lips beside him.
Jingyue and Wu Chen Zhenren chatted a few times about the current situation of the sect, and learned that there were hundreds of disciples in the Cold Cloud Sect, but not long after, Wu Chen Zhenren was called away.
He simply found a corner and squatted, sipping the spirit wine specially made by Qingzhuzhai, admiring the bamboo tea in the forest, and occasionally feeding Lanfeng a few sips of snacks.
It is so pleasant, and it does taste a little beautiful, but someone comes to disturb it.
"This fellow Daoist, why are you drinking alone here?"
As soon as Jing Yue turned his head, he saw a man in gray clothes smiling at him.
But Jingyue said kindly, "I feed the chickens."
Lan Feng, who was pecking at the dim sum, froze for a while, and continued to peck as if he had never heard of it.
The man in gray said, "I'm Fan Ren, I'm a loose cultivator in Nanzhou. I don't know Yougui's surname?"
Jing Yuele, annoying? mortal? No matter which one, it seems to be unlucky for cultivators...
"Forget your surname Jing, I am a student of Jiutian Academy."
Fan Ren was stunned, why didn't Old Ancestor Jing confess that he was from the Cold Cloud Sect? But thinking that the other party is indeed studying in Jiutian Academy, he is not lying to him, and his attitude is very friendly, without the air of the ancestors. He was rather flattered and said cautiously, "Can I sit down?"
"you please."
Fan Ren: "Is this the first time for Daoist Jing to come to the Dianzhu Conference? I haven't seen you before."
Jing Yue: "Yes."
Fan Ren cleared his throat and explained to Jingyue the people worth noting at the starting point bamboo conference, "...Jie Yan from Sanjie Temple broke through the upper level of foundation establishment seven years ago. The last time he participated in the bamboo point conference, he was at the top of the list. The second has a greater grasp; Wei Zhentu of Xingluo Villa is proficient in many formations at a young age; and Luo Binnan of Wanming Sword Sect, it is rumored that he is the most talented in kendo after Qin Zhenjun..."
Jing Yue listened very carefully. He knew a little about these people. They were all famous people on the Fei Xian list, but he didn't know much, so he nodded again and again, "Fan Daoyou is well-informed."
Fan Ren waved his hand humbly, "Where, I'm no better than a Daoist disciple. I have to rely on myself for everything, so I asked more."
"Oh, by the way, Meng Wan, do you know? She is also from Xingluo Villa, and now she is studying in Jiutian Academy. She is very capable. There is also Wu Miaozi from Qingzhuzhai, Su Bingqing from Xuanyue Jiugong School..."
Fan Renzheng said it happily, but someone came out of nowhere, and gave Jing Yue a stern salute, "Ancestor Jing, I heard that Qin Zhenjun values you very much, and even taught you how to practice swordsmanship in person. I want to discuss with you, Please don't refuse."
Jing Yue was startled, although he heard Zheng Bai say that there are often cultivators discussing at banquets, but this person's reasons always felt strange.
"May I ask you who..."
"Wan Ming Sword Sect, Lu Ren."
Jingyue: "..."
There was an annoying person standing next to him, and there was a passerby right now... He coughed lightly, "It turned out to be fellow Daoist Lu."
Lu Ren: "Qin Zhenjun never accepts apprentices, and he rarely teaches others. Even the disciples of Wanming Sword Sect are very few who have been instructed by him. Patriarch Jing can be said to be fortunate in three lifetimes, to have Qin Zhenjun cultivate so carefully. Lu Ren would like to take a lesson and see where we are going wrong."
Lan Feng: "It's so sour! I smell the taste of being favored..."
Jingyue: "..."
It turned out to be envy and jealousy? But there are so many students supported by Qin Yan in the academy, why did this person find himself alone? Don't say anything about it, if it's okay to stare at people from behind...
Lu Ren: "Before this, I have learned from several other lucky fellow Taoists, including my fellow disciples, but..." The contempt in his eyes disappeared for a moment. Explain everything, "Only you are left, Old Ancestor Jing."
Lan Feng said angrily, "The attitude of this stubborn fan is so disgusting. He dares to speak to Jingjing like this. It seems that chasing stars has made him lose his mind. Jingjing, hit him in the face!"
Jing Yue: "You didn't see that he is already in the upper realm of foundation establishment, and he is also a disciple of Wanming Sword Sect. I don't take any advantage of swordsmanship."
Lan Feng immediately said nervously: "Then Jingjing, you quickly reject him! Don't give him a chance to slap his face!"
Jing Yue was very accustomed to the repeated Lan Feng, calmly ignored it, and said, "I have been practicing swordsmanship with Qin Zhenjun for more than a year, but I haven't learned a single trick or a half..."
Lu Ren interrupted him angrily: "Impossible! Qin Zhenjun doesn't want to teach, as long as he teaches, he will do his best. Could it be that the ancestor was looking for an excuse to avoid discussing with me
Jing Yue: "My friend, what are you anxious about? I mean I only know the basic swordsmanship of the Cold Cloud Sect. If you want to compare, then I can only accompany you with the basic swordsmanship."
Lu Ren snorted coldly, "I don't take advantage of you either. That being the case, I will use the basic swordsmanship of Wanming Sword Sect to fight you."
The movement between the two must have attracted some onlookers, and some people muttered: "I'm not taking advantage of it, but the Foundation Establishment Upper Realm is looking for the Foundation Establishment Lower Realm to challenge."
"What's wrong with the foundation building? That's an old ancestor. Fellow Daoist Lu dared to challenge Old Ancestor Jing, but I think his courage is commendable."
"Lu Ren is so disrespectful, isn't he afraid that Han Yunzong will ask him to settle accounts?"
"It's just a discussion, Lu Ren didn't do anything too much, and the Cold Cloud Sect doesn't have the mind?"
"The real Wu Chen didn't speak, what are you worrying about?"
People's comments naturally came to Lu Ren's ears, and he said again: "I will suppress the realm, just compare sword moves with Old Ancestor Jing!"
Jing Yue: "Whatever you want."
Since the competition had to choose a spacious place of course, the two left one after the other, and the passers-by also followed, leaving only one person standing there in a daze.
Fan Ren: ? ?
Does anyone remember me? Wait for me! My routine is not over yet...
The author has something to say: God Blows
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Jingjing: su sculpt, four tones, come, jiji read with me, the talisman of the fetus, which means to reshape the spiritual root and reshape the body!
Jiji: Abortion symbol.
Jingjing: It's plastic! Not falling!
Jiji: Fall!
Jingjing: plastic plastic plastic plastic plastic!
Jiji: Jingjing is so annoying, Jiji doesn't know the word "plastic" anymore.
Jingjing: That's right, continue to read completely.
Jiji: Abortion symbol.
Jingjing: ... (let's bake it