Next, there was another heated discussion. Xiao Yu and the others sat behind, without saying a word, but focused on eating. What does the other party’s talk about have to do with themselves?

However, Xiao Yu was still wondering in his heart, who was Shangguan Qingzi? Is he really the Shangguan Qingzi he knew?

After the dinner, as soon as the bosses from all sides made a decision, they will start to prove the truth tomorrow. The winners will be half the probability of becoming the future husband of the Saint of Ju Sect.

This decision instantly made the atmosphere present rise.

Xiao Yu and the others were arranged to a bamboo forest at night. Because there were many people, there were many Taoist public rooms. Xiao Yu and Qinglong did not sleep, but chatted with a group of Taoist people.

On the other side, in the area where Westerners rest, some Western disciples gathered together and began to discuss tomorrow's battle.

"Romian, our West and East have always been incompatible with water and fire. This time, when we walked together several of the great divine sects, the first thing we should solve is the disciples of the Eastern Xuanmen, who are our biggest enemies.

Only when the disciples of the Dongfang Xuanmen were defeated can we enter the Seven-Colored Chrysanthemum Realm, otherwise no one would have a chance."

A middle-aged Western man looked at a group of young yellow-haired men sitting in front of him and whispered.

"You are talking about the sick men of East Asia. I see that they don't even dare to say something today, obviously they are afraid of it.

In the past, China claimed to be the lord of the Taoist sect, but now that Nuwa stone is lost, they have lost the largest guard barrier, so what else can they fight against us in the future?

It’s not that I look down on them, they are all a group of rustic dogs, vulnerable.”

A man wearing a black robe and two tiger teeth said with disdain.

"That's right, I see those Chinese Taoists, all of whom are pale and thin, and they are as if they are malnourished. If I let them go on stage, I will scare them to pee their pants!"

"You are wrong. Chinese culture advocates the doctrine of the mean. They are not smart, but they don't want to compete with us. If they really want to go to the battlefield, they will burst out with power that makes you tremble."

An old man with white hair glanced at the disciple who was talking before, showing an idiot expression.

Outside the window, all kinds of chrysanthemums fought each other. When the breeze blew gently, the chrysanthemums moved closer to each other, and then swept into the distance like waves.

In the back hall of Ju Zong, today's elder is sitting in the room. A group of elders are sitting around her, most of whom are old women.

"Great Elder, that Xiao Yu is here. Are we going to take action in secret next?"

An old woman holding a crutch, her face was covered with freckles and wrinkles piled up, making it difficult to see her eyes.

"I will avenge this hatred by Xiao Yu kills my disciple. I have been practicing the Soul Transformation Palm over the years. As long as I get close, it will definitely make his soul scatter."

Another old woman had a ferocious face. She was Zhang Cuihua's master back then. People called her Xueju Old Man.

The other party raises chrysanthemums with the blood of a boy, cultivates a chrysanthemum from 100,000 chrysanthemums, then inhale it into the body, absorbs the essence and blood in his body, and then the soul and blood chrysanthemums are integrated.

Even if you die, as long as you have enough blood, you can still prevent the blood chrysanthemum from drying out and breaking and standing. This is the most evil technique of the Chrysanthemum Sect.

The elder of Ju Sect had white hair, and the other party was wearing a moon-white robe. He sat there like a kind grandma next door, but none of the people present dared not to give her face.

"It's just personal grudges, don't be so anxious. Although Xiao Yu has a big grudge with us, it's a bit inappropriate to take action at this time!

I have already said today that if you have a personal grudge, you will be openly asked to challenge you. If you are noticed by the Chinese Taoist, it will probably cause their disgust.

Xiao Yu is now the head of Maoshan, and it is related to the appearance of the Chinese Taoist sect. If he is killed in secret, do you think they will forget that?

Since ancient times, we have been vassals of China. Even the Taoist Dharma now is a branch of their Taoist Dharma. If we really want to turn against each other, we will never be our opponents..."

Speaking of this, a breeze blew, the old woman closed her eyes slightly, and then waved her hand, and a chrysanthemum flew out of the window, turning into a yellow light in front of the old woman, and then dissipated.

But there was a smile on the face of the Great Elder of Ju Sect.

"The chrysanthemum envoy came to report that the Western Xuanmen was also trying to deal with China. We might as well sit in the mountains and watch the tiger fight, watch them fight to the death, and then make other arrangements.

A few days ago, I heard the news that the Nuwa Stone in Panlong Mountain in China was seized by the West, which caused the Taoist sect to shake and the catastrophe of heaven and earth.

My chrysanthemum is a side branch of the Huaxia Taoist Sect, so I am also involved in the Dao Tribulation!”

The old woman said very little, but everyone present could hear clearly. Everyone seemed to be inactive at the beginning, but when they heard the Nuwa Stone being taken away, they seemed to be awakened in an instant, and they all raised their heads.

"If this is the case, what should I do?"

An old woman asked.

"My Ju Sect is a sect. This time, the Xuanmen Conference is to gather the Xuanmen Grand Fortune in my Ju Sect. When the Xuanmen Golden List is established, we should be able to escape this catastrophe!"

"What should I do about the saint? There are always people who can get it from the top three in the golden list."

"Don't worry, the saint is just a cover for us to the outside world, so it's not bad if we get married!

If I formed an alliance with those Xuanmen Mountains, I wouldn't have time to be happy!

After Qingzi came to Ju Sect, I asked someone to secretly inquire that she and Xiao Yu should have some feelings. If we could use it, Xiao Yu might die at Qingzi's hands and kill a future genius in the cradle."

Speaking of this, a smile appeared on the elder's face, and then his body shook, and suddenly disappeared without a trace.

"Hehe, Xiao Yu, this time, it depends on how you left Japan. The promise you made back then should be followed."

A faint smile began to appear on the gloomy face of the old man Xueju, and then she walked out directly, causing the other old women in the room to shake their heads.

It was already the second half of the night, but most of the bamboo forests still had lights intersecting. Xiao Yu suddenly woke up while meditating, and then he waved his hand and there were three paper men in front of him.

"Yin and Yang borrowing method, paper people explore the way, escape..."

A low spell came from Xiao Yu's mouth, and then several paper men turned over and jumped up, then jumped under the bed, disappearing without a trace.

After doing this, Xiao Yu continued to squint his eyes, and his ears began to move unconsciously, as if he was listening to the movements in all directions.

In the house of the Vampire Sect, several disciples were sleeping, while the other two were talking in a low voice.

Outside the wooden building, a paper man with a thin cicada wing suddenly came out of the soil and walked in through the crack of the door.

"Rob, that saint today is really good. I feel excited when I see that skin and thighs. If I were asked to take me back to be my wife, I would be fine even if I didn't drink blood for a month."

A man in black said with an intoxicated look on his face.
Chapter completed!