The alchemist of the Wang family turned out to be Senior Brother Qi from the Crystal Palace, the person Lu Ping met when he sneaked into the land of hundreds of flowers on Wuming Island for the first time. He did not expect that he would represent the Wang family to participate in the alchemy meeting.
Lu Ping asked Li Maolin beside him in a low voice: "Does Master Li know the origin of Wang's alchemist?"
Li Maolin was stunned, turned his head and glanced at Senior Brother Qi, knowing that Lu Ping would not mention this person for no reason, so he asked: "Little Brother Lu, what's wrong with this person?"
The conversation between Lu Ping and Li Maolin deliberately suppressed their voices, except for the two of them and Li Xiuzhu and Chi Lianying behind them, no one else could hear their words.
"Do you still remember the monk Yinshan in the mortal market on Sanjia Island?" Lu Ping turned his head and asked Li Xiuzhu behind him.
"It's him?" Li Xiuzhu said in surprise: "Did you bring a magic weapon to cover up your appearance? How can Brother Lu determine that it is this person?"
Naturally, Lu Ping would not tell about his sneaking into the unnamed island, he just said: "By coincidence, I have seen the real face of this person before, so I know him."
Of course, Li's father and daughter knew what it meant if the alchemist of the Wang family was a silver-clothed monk in the Sanjia Island mortal market back then. The Crystal Palace and the Wang family did not sever ties as it appeared on the surface.
At this moment, the monks of Qianyuan Mountain Beimeng who were in charge of welcoming the guests suddenly said loudly: "Zifu Pavilion Yuhai Zhenren came to watch the ceremony with his disciples!"
Lu Ping looked up, and saw a monk with a white face and no beard came in with a few monks who were only in the hemolysis period. The monks from the major forces in the hall who knew this real Yuhai quickly stepped forward to meet him Greetings, Yuhai real person is exquisite, chatting and laughing with representatives of various forces, and is very popular.
Lu Ping didn't know the real person of Yuhai, so he couldn't help asking: "This real person of Yuhai seems to have a lot of friends, so many people know him."
Li Maolin looked at him a little strangely, and then said enviously: "This is the horror of your alchemists. Wherever you go, you are the guests of various forces, and there are people who deliberately curry favor, not to mention He is an alchemy master, and one of the five major sects in the East China Sea, the alchemy master of Zifu Pavilion."
Lu Ping nodded thoughtfully, and then sang to welcome the monks: "Realist Feng Lianying of Fenglei Island and his disciples came to watch the ceremony."
Everyone complimented and greeted again, Lu Ping turned his head to look at Li Maolin, and said, "Another alchemy master?"
Li Maolin nodded silently, and the two looked outside the door at the same time. Sure enough, after a while: "The Master Ji Yakong from the Sky Splitting Sword Sect came to watch the ceremony with his disciples."
This time, not only Lu Ping and Li Maolin, but also the other monks in the hall also realized something was wrong after exchanging greetings: Why is it that all the major sects of the East China Sea sent all the famous alchemy masters in the East China Sea to watch the alchemy meeting
"Crystal Palace Master Kunshan came to watch the ceremony with his disciples!"
The arrival of the real person in Kunshan is obviously not as popular as the arrival of the first three real people. It is not because the major forces are unwilling to curry favor, but because of the matter of the Wuming Island mine vein. The relationship between the North Alliance and the Crystal Palace is at a delicate stage, so naturally there will be no dissatisfaction At this time, the forces are going to touch the bad luck of the North Alliance.
Master Kunshan didn't take it seriously, he just nodded to some familiar monks, and then led his disciples and the other three sects to the top of the hall.
Just when the monks in the hall were discussing because of the alchemy masters of various factions, an inexplicable aura suddenly filled the hall. The alchemy monks in the hall were the first to notice it, and then they participated in the alchemy. Some of the alchemists in the meeting, Lu Ping, also felt this wonderful breath after Li Maolin noticed it, as if a harvest and chilling breath coexisted, reminding Lu Ping of autumn in Middle Earth.
This wonderful artistic conception, like a kind of supernatural power, dragged everyone into a contradictory realm of feeling the breath of life and death. Afterwards, other alchemists and monks also discovered this wonderful breath one after another, and they were all immersed in understanding this breath. In a mysterious atmosphere.
After a while, the news of this wonderful atmosphere disappeared suddenly. Lu Ping opened his eyes, and saw an unremarkable old man walking in leisurely from the door of the main hall with his hands behind his back, facing hundreds of people on both sides. The monks turned a blind eye.
Behind him are two monks from left to right, one with a graceful temperament, obviously a Daoist forging alchemy, and the other monk is about the same age as Lu Ping, his eyes are always full of a kind of passion that is eager to try, and his eyes release The provocative and excited aura, with a compelling aura, tried to test the monks sitting cross-legged on both sides one by one.
Many alchemists were forced by the fierce gaze of the young monks to dare not meet their eyes, and some who barely met their eyes also made gestures with guarded eyes.
The monk curled his lips in disdain, and continued to follow the old man. When the young monk looked at Lu Ping, Lu Ping smiled at him, and the young monk suddenly felt his gaze suddenly shot into a bottomless puddle. , There is a feeling of being indifferent.
The young monk's interest increased greatly, and he also showed a smiling face towards Lu Ping, with a message in his eyes: You are an expected and exciting opponent.
The alchemist beside the young monk seemed to sense something, glanced at the young monk beside him, and then glanced in the direction of Lu Ping, but Lu Ping had already gone down to taste the spirit tea, and the old man still seemed to be wandering around. Generally, they walk towards the top of the main hall.
The three of them walked at a leisurely pace, the young monk unscrupulously provoked the alchemists on both sides with his aggressive gaze along the way, looking for interested opponents, and ignored the glaring eyes of others.
After the old man walked to the top of the main hall and sat directly on the main seat of the main hall, everyone realized that these three were actually monks from Qianyuan Mountain of the Northern League. At this point, representatives of the five sects of the East China Sea gathered in the Qianyuan Hall.
At this moment, the Master Kunshan of the Crystal Palace, the Master Yuhai of the Zifu Pavilion, the Master Feng Lianying of Fenglei Island, and the Master Ji Yakong of the Sky Splitting Sword Sect who were sitting at the top of the hall stood up at the same time, bowed to the old man above and said, "I have seen you before." Patriarch Hongye!"
Patriarch!
Ancestor Faxiang!
The only alchemy master in the Northern League, the ancestor of Hongye? !
All the powerful monks in the hall turned pale with fright. This quiet, unremarkable old man who looked like an old fisherman was actually the only extremely alchemy master in the East China Sea
Everyone got up one after another, and the hall was quite chaotic for a while, monks saluted the ancestor Hongye one after another, and the voices of greetings were also varied.
Lu Ping couldn't hide the excitement in his heart, and followed Li Maolin and others to stand up and respectfully greet the real Hongye above.
"Get up, you don't need to be so polite!"
A peaceful and warm voice sounded in Lu Ping's ear.