The Wanfa Conference is a grand event held every 20 years in the world of self-cultivation. Not only the famous sects are present, but also various chambers of commerce will not miss it, and it is also a long-standing tradition for rookies of sects to compare their martial arts and cultivation. There is a huge auction.
The Ten Thousand Laws Conference is held in turn by the three major sects. The event lasts for half a month, and it must be crowded every day. It is a carnival in this world.
This year's Ten Thousand Laws Conference is the Wuji Sect. They have sent tens of thousands of disciples to prepare two months in advance.
The town inns outside the Promise Immortal Land are already full of people from all walks of life. The chamber of commerce usually opens three days before the conference. The market is full of snacks, luxury and rare things. There are places where you can buy and sell pills.
The head asked Ye Chenfeng and Xie Wenzhan to go earlier, but the two couldn't, so they could only leave a lot earlier.
On the flying spirit boat, it is Yang Shirui who is controlling the direction of the flying boat. She stalked the elders and got a place to go with Ye Chenfeng and the others. Xie Wenzhan stood beside her and was talking to her.
Ye Chenfeng and Tianmiao stood on the side of the flying boat and looked ahead. Konghou and Dongxiao had already turned into bracelets and hairpins and returned to Tianmiao's wrist and hair.
"There are two flying boats in front, one in front and one behind, they seem to be chasing." Xie Wenzhan suddenly said.
"It's the Demon Race." Ye Chenfeng's face sank.
Directly in front of them, two flying boats were flying towards each other. The one in front was running away in panic, and the one in the back was chasing after him. It can be seen that the silver flying boat in front has tried its best to fly, but it still can't get rid of the black flying boat in the back. The black flying boat unhurriedly followed behind the silver flying boat, as if it were a joke.
Ye Chenfeng and Xie Wenzhan swept out of the flying boat almost at the same time and flew towards the black flying boat.
Tian Miao supported his chin and leaned on the side of the ship, watching the unilaterally crushing battle ahead with great interest.
Soon, the battle is over. Ye Chenfeng came back with a light face and stood back to Tianmiao's side.
Xie Wenzhan also came back, but he had more people in his arms. He hugged a beautiful woman who was injured.
Yang Shirui's face changed when he saw this scene.
"Who is this girl?" Although Yang Shirui was alarmed, he still asked politely.
"I'm a disciple of Xianyin Sect, and my name is Cheng Miaomiao." The woman's voice was melodious, and she leaned pitifully in Xie Wenzhan's arms, looked up at Xie Wenzhan, and said softly, "Thank you two for today. Senior brothers save each other. If it weren't for the two senior brothers, I would be doomed today."
"Miss Cheng, are you injured?" Yang Shirui asked with concern when he heard that he was a disciple of the Xianyin Sect, no matter how upset he was at the moment. Looking at the jade pendant on Cheng Miaomiao's waist, it was indeed a jade pendant unique to the people of the Xianyin Sect.
"My foot hurt a little, but it's not a big problem. Brother Xie, I can go by myself, please let me down." Cheng Miaomiao said softly.
Xie Wenzhan put Cheng Miaomiao on a chair and sat down, and asked Yang Shirui to help her check the wound.
"Fortunately, no bones were hurt." After Yang Shirui checked, he felt relieved, "However, Miss Cheng, how did you meet the Demon Race?"
"It's also my fault. I was just having fun and ran out alone. As a result, I ran into the Demon Race. I couldn't beat it and couldn't run away," Cheng Miaomiao felt terrified when she said this.
(End of this chapter)