Vol 2 Chapter 32: : Slash Dao Conference!

"Second Venerable!" The disciples leaned over and bowed.
Mu Tianyin turned around and glanced at several disciples. After super them nodded, he turned and walked towards the second master Mo Xingyi.
"Linger, you are too courageous, you dare to let Senior Sister Tianyin teach you!"
"Yeah, I just wanted to speak, but I tried it, but I didn't dare, hehe."
"Finally met once in private, I don't know if there will be such an opportunity next time!"
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As soon as Mu Tianyin left, several disciples whispered around Qiao Ling'er, all envious, even if they didn't do anything, it would be good to have a few words with Mu Tianyin.
"Don't seize the opportunity yourself." Qiao Linger smiled happily, her brows brightened, her expression even more excited.
There are tens of thousands of Xianyuan disciples. Now, for almost all Xianyuan disciples, Mu Tianyin is the object of their admiration and admiration, and in their hearts, even more than a few venerable status.
A disciple who is close to them, even tens or hundreds of years younger than them, can achieve such a realm, from a foundationless, unknown person, in less than half a year, he is well-known in the entire middle-earth world of cultivation. How can people not be admired?
When you admire your heart, you will be in awe.
Therefore, many disciples who are not yet familiar with Mu Tianyin or who have no communication with Mu Tianyin really treat Mu Tianyin like a few venerables.
However, this person is indeed maddening.
Mu Tianyin and them entered the Xianyuan in the same class. Now, even the venerable people have to treat her with courtesy, holding them in their mouths for fear of turning them off, holding them in the palms of their hands and fearing to fall, offering them as if they were a little ancestor. It was even regarded as a miracle of Xianyuan by other sects, and they were still training imperial spirits repeatedly.
This gap is also drunk.
"Second Venerable, what's the matter?" Mu Tianyin walked in front of Second Venerable.
The Second Venerable Mo Xingyi is now the last of the five great heaven realms. The real Zi Yan in the middle of the Dao Tribulation, after the Great Venerable Long Xiangtian was confined and confined by Bai Mufeng for a hundred years, many major events in the Xianyuan are controlled by the second master Mo Easy to handle.
He came to Mu Tianyin personally, indicating that the matter was not small.
Mo Xingyi looked at the girl in the blue shirt who had come by Chao, nodding and smiling twice, touching his beard, but said, "Actually, it's not a big deal. You haven't shown up these days, so I didn't mention it. , I just saw you come down from the sky-receiving stone, and when I saw it, I’ll talk to you."
"You said." Mu Tianyin followed Mo Xingyi.
The two walked slowly on the Taolin Trail, Mo Xingyi turned his head and looked at Mu Tianyin, "After a while, there will be a Dao Slashing Conference."
"Slashing the Dao Conference?" Mu Tianyin blinked, and several flying flowers fell from the side of her curly eyelashes.
Mo Xingyi nodded and explained, "We Xianyuan disciples basically do it once when there are more than 20 disciples reaching the late stage of the cut. First, there are venerables who can protect the law and avoid Some disciples were broken when they walked off the road while cutting the road, and the other disciples can also watch it, which is also good for their subsequent cuts."
Mu Tianyin nodded thoughtfully, "I know that."
Before, she was still undergoing the entrance examination, and during the Linggen test, there were a group of disciples who cut the Dao in the inner garden. You Qingyu was also in that group. It happened a few months ago, and this time it happened again. Calculating time is about the same.
Mo Xingyi carried his hands on his back, his white robe and clothes were flying, and he was quite immortal.
He stepped forward and nodded, "This time we have 39 disciples in Xianyuan, which is 50% more than usual, and moreover." He turned his head and looked at Mu Tianyin, "The most important thing is this Once there were disciples from the other five sects."
"You mean Illusory Sword Sect, Luoxia Pavilion and other sects will also participate in Xianyuan's Dao Slashing Conference?" Mu Tianyin was a little surprised, "Xianyuan disciple Slash Dao, what are these people coming to join in the fun?"
Mo Xingyi sighed meaningfully, "This time Xianyuan won the top spot in the Broken Soul Ridge Trial Conference, and it has been named as the first immortal school in Zhongtu Dadi. Naturally, the eyes of the big sects are red."
He clicked to stop, but the meaning couldn't be clearer.
Xianyuan regained the reputation of the first sect in Middle-earth, whether other sects congratulated them sincerely, or were jealous and wanted to provoke, this Slash Dao Conference was an opportunity.
Gathering disciples from all directions to cut the Dao together, it means to communicate, but if the other disciples do better than Xianyuan, then Xianyuan will naturally be beaten in public, but there is an exchange to congratulate this gimmick, and Xianyuan has to promise.
Mu Tianyin understood the meaning of Mo Xing Yihua, and couldn't help but let out a cold voice, "This group of people really doesn't stop for a moment."
"After the news came out, not only the other major sects, but also the many casual cultivators in the world also wanted to participate." He sighed, "This is difficult to ride a tiger, so I will accept it."
After Mo Xingyi finished speaking, he added, "I'm afraid there will be monks from other big regions."
Judging from Mo Xingyi's frowning brow, he is under great pressure now.
The thirty-nine disciples of Xianyuan in the late stage of Slashing Dao are all good, but other sects, especially the Magic Sword Sect, are not bad. The exchange meeting at the side is nothing, but they have to win the trial meeting in Xianyuan. Later, if it fails once and is not as good as other schools, Xianyuan must be embarrassed.
"But fortunately, above the Middle-earth, there has not been such a monk exchange meeting among many sects for a long time."
Mo Xingyi raised his head and looked at the blue sky, his old eyes narrowed slightly, and he remembered for a long time before continuing, "The last time the disciples of the Six Martial Arts Group beheaded together, it was more than a hundred years ago. I remember Held by the Magic Sword Sect."
This is an honor, but the timing is a bit wrong.
"Now it's held in our Xianyuan, where many talented people gather in Middle-earth. For many of Xianyuan's disciples, it is a good thing to be able to watch these people cut the way, and it will also help later." Mo Xingyi pondered. Nod.
Mu Tianyin chuckled her lips and chuckled, following Mo Xingyi's words, "You don't have to worry too much about the two sages, and from this aspect, it is indeed a blessing. Change to another sect. Maybe people still won't look good."
"Haha." Mo Xingyi's nervousness was eased by Mu Tianyin's teasing.
Mu Tianyin's red lips were slightly curved, her eyes darkened.
"Right, that person..." Mo Xingyi paused, not knowing what to call it.
He stopped and glanced at the cave house at the top of the main peak. The clouds and mist were around in a calm place. He looked back at the little girl beside him, and finally said, "Is that adult still in Xianyuan now?"
The look in Mu Tianyin's eyes was a little ambiguous.
Mu Tianyin let out a low cough and reached out to touch the tip of his nose, "Yes."
From the group of ancient monks who suddenly visited a few days ago, it can be seen that the Nine Thousand Demon Territory is not peaceful, but since Zhongjin has already come out, it’s better to go back after most of the skill recovery, otherwise she It is also not at ease.
Mo Xingyi stared at Mu Tianyin faintly, chuckled, and did not ask any more. He continued to walk forward along the path paved with white pebbles and white jade, two white flowers flying with the wind. Flying.
"I just met, I'll tell you, the time is just seven days from now." As Mo Xingyi said, the sad expression on his face disappeared a little, and he looked at the little girl in front of him, with a question in his eyes, "Did you see Time, show up in the past."
Nowadays, for Xianyuan, the biggest sign is Mu Tianyin. Although she is not strong, she can basically represent Bai Mufeng with her reputation. Therefore, even if she does not participate, she can show up, and she can be cut. The grand level of the Dao Conference is raised to a higher level, which will be a great encouragement to the many disciples of Xianyuan, even those who participated in the Dao Slash.
Moreover, this time, many cultivators and disciples, including many casual cultivators, came to the meeting enthusiastically. For nothing else, they wanted to see the legendary fairy beast.
Mu Tianyin blinked and nodded slowly, "Of course there is time."
"That's good." Hearing Mu Tianyin's answer, Mo Xingyi breathed a sigh of relief, and the string that had been tight for so many days in his mind also loosened a little.
Without knowing why, he heard Mu Tianyin show up, and Mo Xingyi felt a lot more relieved.
After realizing this feeling, Mo Xingyi felt a little funny for a while. He was a thousand-year-old old fellow who still felt unable to hold the place. He felt a lot of peace of mind when he thought of asking this little girl to stand there. .
The more I thought about it, the more interesting it became. Mo Xingyi couldn't help but shook his head and laughed out loud. After two coughs, he straightened his face and continued slowly, "Actually, you can go and take a look. The Tao will help."
Mu Tianyin was taken aback for a moment, then curled her lips and shook her head, "Second Sovereign, are you misunderstanding what I mean."
"What?" Mo Xingyi panicked, but he could keep his face calm, turned his head to look at the people next to him, and immediately asked, "Did you just agree to go and watch? Are you not sure?"
"Sure." Mu Tianyin responded.
Mo Xingyi frowned, puzzled, "That's it?"
Mu Tianyin's innocent pair of eyes widened, and a little flying flower was reflected in them, "But I am not going to wait and see, I mean, I will participate in this Xianyuan Slash Dao Conference."
Mo Xingyi twitched his eyebrows, his expression became more exciting, "Will you participate?"
"Yes." Mu Tianyin replied very positively.
Mo Xingyi waved his hand repeatedly, "No way, no way."
His face was heavy, and before Mu Tianyin spoke again, he continued on his own mind, "You have just reached the end of the Dao Slash, and the foundation of the Dao Pagoda is unstable. If you start to cut the Dao at will, the consequences will be unthinkable, so be prepared for a while. Right."
Mo Xingyi told Mu Tianyin about this, just thinking that she could show up and cheer up the disciples. By the way, it would be nice to watch, so that she can cut the way more smoothly from beginning to end. I never thought that Mu Tianyin would participate.
"Second Sovereign, don't worry, since I'm going to participate, I'm naturally ready." The girl's face was curved and her tone was not deep or shallow, but she could hear her words definitely not a joke.
Mo Xingyi was suspicious, staring at Mu Tianyin, "But, this is only more than ten days, Tianyin are you sure?" He said nothing, trying to dispel Mu Tianyin's thoughts, "Or, do you want me? I invite you all, together, give you a judgement."
For the monk, Zhandao is an extraordinary advancement. Whether it is for Xianyuan or out of his own concern, he hopes that Tianyin can perform in the best state and make no mistakes.
This little Bodhisattva cannot be broken!
Not to mention broken, just a crack, it is enough for them to feel distressed.
Mu Tianyin was a little amused, "Thank you for the second sage. I really don't need it. I know my own state best." She replied with Mo Xingyi's questioning gaze, and said, "Besides, there will be no more than seven days. Time? I can still prepare."
Mo Xingyi was really amused by Mu Tianyin, and snorted in a low voice, "What can you prepare in seven days!"
When he cut the Dao by himself, it took three full years to prepare to consolidate before he dared to start, but in the end he still felt that he did not really show his strength, so that he regretted his whole life, and was worried about his future tragedy. .
And the disciples of Xianyuan participating in the Dao Slashing Conference this time are basically prepared for two or three years. Not to mention the distance, they have also prepared for a year of Qingyu Slashing Dao, which is the innate sacred bone of the Ziyihou Mansion. Talent, it took three months to start!
Tianyin hasn't recovered from Broken Soul Mountain for half a month, right?
For this step, even some cultivators will not proceed until the four hundred years of life of the cultivator will be exhausted. This is enough to show how nervous everyone is about it.
"Do you not believe my judgment?" Mu Tianyin met Mo Xingyi's eyes.
Mo Xingyi looked at the tough and calm eyes of the the side of his upper body for a moment. He couldn't help but feel convinced. After pursing his lips and groaning for a while, he slowly nodded, and finally couldn't resist it or let go, "Okay."
After saying that, Mo Xingyi quickly added, "But if you don't think it will work, you must talk to me or other venerables."
He thought about it, his face was serious, and he looked at the little girl next to him and reminded him, "Tianyin, don't try to force it just because you take into consideration this Dao Slashing Conference. Your Dao Slashing is far more important than this one, you know."
"I know." There was a trace of warmth in Mu Tianyin's heart, for the sincere care in Mo Xingyi's words.
Mo Xingyi sighed helplessly, but thinking about the frightening'honorable deeds' of Mu Tianyin before, he gradually felt at ease again. For someone who can advance on the rooftop, he still has What is impossible for the advanced two-level people?
"Tell me about your current state." Mo Xingyi backed his hands and continued to walk forward slowly.
Mu Tianyin followed, smiling.
The waterfall has clear springs and fallen flowers and cornices.
Seven days later, at the Dao Slashing Conference, together with the disciples of Xianyuan, Mu Tianyin would naturally not take it lightly. The rest of the preparations are almost the same. Now the most important thing is to adjust his state, that is, his mentality.
Blindly boasting and speaking big is conceited, and confidence is based on adequate preparation.
Entering concentration and meditating is the best way for a monk to calm his mind.
After Mu Tianyin bid farewell to Mo Xingyi, he returned to the sky-receiving stone at the peak of Yunwu Mountain.
She sat cross-legged and meditated, with the Eastern Emperor's scripture reverberating in her mind, repeating and meticulous comprehension, with her hands overlapped and hanging, her palms were holding the bodhi leaf, and she felt that the kind came from the stars and the universe, the most source of the world The power of Xuanhuang fortune.
With the surrounding mountains and winds, Mu Tianyin entered and settled in a very mysterious realm.
After this sitting, another six days passed.
A few days before the start of the Xianyuan Road Slashing Conference, monks from all walks of life arrived one after another. The day before, there were more and more guests from farther places. They also arranged for the disciples to receive and stay in Xianyuan. The quiet Yunwu Mountain was slow. Slowly get busy.
Half of the large square in the inner courtyard is suspended on a high cliff, supported by thousands of giant woods. The white jade on the ground releases a soft glow in the sun. The surrounding fire flags wave and roll with the wind, and the emblems of cranes are tattooed on it. Yes, a large oval circle is enclosed in the center of the inner square.
As you can see, there are hundreds of disciples wearing Xianyuan Taoist robes, rushing around and arranging the venue.
People come and go at the gate of Xianyuan.
"Zhongtu Xianyuan, it looks a bit like." This surface sounded admiring voice, carefully distinguished, but it was a bit of contempt and disdain, just like a high god, admiring an outstanding mortal.
The disciple of Xianyuan who received the guide didn't hear it. He smiled and said something to exaggerate, and moved forward, "Please here."
She was a very beautiful woman, dressed in apricot clothes with thick eyebrows and big eyes. There was a small mole on the end of her eyebrows, which gave her a coquettish look on her originally beautiful face. There was only one on the flying bun. A crimson flower, very bright.
After hearing the greeting from Xianyuan's disciples, she lifted her chin lightly, followed slowly, and went up the mountain stone ladder.
A young man next to the woman asked with a throat, "Where do we live."
"Qinglianju." The reception disciple of Xianyuan led the way and responded with a smile, not daring to neglect, and continued, "I heard that the two are coming, or the three veterans specially arranged for you." He stretched his finger down the central main peak, " It is the best guest house in our Xianyuan."
Although I don't know who these two people are, after receiving their greetings, the three veterans personally arranged it. When he was asked to receive them, the two veterans also asked about it.
The young man snorted from his nose, "Count you guys."
The woman dressed in apricot reprimanded, "Xiao Zhe, how could it be so rude."
It's just that her faint tone and the high-level posture are full, and why does she really feel that the youth is rude?
Xianyuan looked a little embarrassed in receiving the disciples, but in accordance with the principle of friendliness, he just chuckled and smiled without saying much, and continued to lead the two people and take them to the small courtyard where they were staying.
"Who is that." The woman in yellow said again.
The reception disciple turned back from the stone ladder a few steps ago, and saw the woman in yellow clothes staring at another main peak in the distance. She couldn't help but feel a little confused, so she followed her eyes and asked, "Excuse me, what you said is ?"
The yellow-clothed woman looked back at him and looked a little impatient. After staring at the disciple, she still spoke, "I ask you, who is the person sitting on the top of the mountain next to the rock."
Looking at the reception disciple, he couldn't see the small green spot on the top of the mountain at all, but as soon as he turned his mind, he immediately reacted. The smile on his face this time was truly brilliant, with a little suppressed excitement. "Then, it's Senior Sister Tianyin!"
On the right main peak, it must be Senior Sister Tianyin. I heard that she was meditating there these days. He also wanted to wait and see. He was just busy receiving guests from the Dao Slashing Conference, and there was no time.
"That's Mu Tianyin?" The yellow-clothed woman's tone sank, her eyes sharpened as she stared at the small spot in the distance.
The young man next to her also looked at him, but he couldn't see the person clearly with his eyes, but he turned his head and said in a very tugging tone, "She is Mu Tianyin? I don't seem to be very good at all. My third sister."
Being so touted by everyone, let's get dizzy!
The reception disciple of Xianyuan was a little strange about the inexplicable hostility towards the woman in yellow clothes. He didn't know how to answer the conversation for a while. After chuckling half-heartedly, he raised his hand and said, "Please here."
This disciple thought to himself: Hmph, another person who envy and hate!
No, these two pigs!
The woman in yellow didn't know what she thought of the disciple in front of her, but saw that his attitude was still correct and polite, his smile was still enthusiastic, and his expression seemed very satisfied. After an inaudible hum, she started to follow him again.
When she looked back from the stone ladder, the blue figure was no longer on the distant stone.
In the early morning of the next day, the sun broke through the sky, and the ground line was golden.
The heavy hills raised waves and the sound of broken drums.
On the large square of the inner courtyard, the flags are flying, and the center is about a thousand beheading platforms. It is one foot above the ground of the square. The supports are square pillars and the top is a round platform with auspicious clouds. A monk can sit on it.
In a circle around the square, the stands and chairs are neatly arranged, and the various martial arts and many casual repair positions are arranged in an orderly manner, which also shows the importance of Xianyuan.
The upper stand, laid out in an arc, and divided into six vertical columns, is the position of important representatives of the martial arts.
At dawn, among the many Xianyuan disciples leading the way, various sects and many casual cultivators began to take their seats, and the bustling crowd came and went. It was very lively, and the harmonious atmosphere was a bit prosperous.
"I heard that Mu Tianyin will also participate in this Dao Slashing Conference." There is a monk Dao, who is a casual cultivator from the Qingxia Dynasty.
The cultivator sitting next to him answered, "Where did you hear that? I think your ears have a problem. Mu Tianyin only broke through the late stage of the Dao Slash in Broken Soul Ridge half a month ago. How could he participate in this time? General Assembly."
"It's true!" A head moved from behind the two of them and said excitedly, "I just asked the little brother who led the way. He said that Mu Tianyin will indeed participate in this conference. it is true."
"is not it."
People around were still suspicious and expressed their disbelief.
Leaving aside Mu Tianyin's all sorts of perverted deeds, it is said that she broke through to the later stage of the Dao Slash at a young age, and the path is limitless. How could it be possible to cut the Dao lightly after half a month.
It's not the monks who have exhausted their lifespan and are about to sit down, she is only sixteen or seventeen years old, can't she wait for a year or two, she has to do such a self-destructive thing?
So how is it possible!
"I've heard another news, I'm afraid it's more reliable than Mu Tianyin's cutting the way." There was noisy noise among the monks' crowd, and someone said solemnly to the people around him.
"what?"
The casual cultivator of the Kaiyuan dynasty said, "It is said that this time, the monks of the great tribe from the Northern Wilderness side participated, and they are not ordinary little people, and their qualifications are not worse than Mutianyin."
"The monk in the northern desert?" The crowd sighed.
The vast northern desert land, in which there are countless large areas of oasis, and the land of the prosperous cultivators of the human race, is indeed not comparable to the middle-earth land. Anyone who proposes a school can compete with the top fairy gates of the middle-earth such as the fairy garden and the magic sword sect. Don't talk about the big clan over there.
Mu Tianyin is indeed one of the best in the realm of cultivation in the middle-earth land today, but if it is placed in the Northern Wilderness, no one really dares to say.
"You said, did this deliberately hit the scene?"
Many monks looked at each other, tacitly.
Within a quarter of an hour, the various martial sects took their place one after another, and on the high platform, Xianyuan, Huanjianzong, Luoxia Pavilion, Qingxuanmen, Xiaoyao Sect, and important representatives of Guangming Sect also took their seats one after another.
The representatives, the disciples who participated in the Dao Slashing, and the disciples who came to watch specially, each sect has about a hundred people, plus the many casual cultivators around, there are nearly a thousand people in the Xianyuan Slashing Conference. .
Many disciples in Xianyuan, besides being busy with the reception, also have their leisure time. They crowded behind the auspicious clouds, cranes and fire flags, and watched in the outermost circle. There were thousands of people densely packed, but they were chaotic and orderly.
"Bump! Touch! Touch!"
The tidy drum beat faster and faster, and the sound of anxious wind and showers vibrated around the top of Yunwu Mountain, shocking everyone's heart to follow the bump, and the blood slowly boiled.
"Look, Mu Tianyin has appeared!"
After the sound of the drums fell silent, I didn't know who screamed, brushing thousands of eyes, and then turning to the stands.
The girl was dressed in a blue shirt and robe, and the corners of the skirt were tattooed with the emblem of the disciple of the inner court of the ancient crane spreading wings. From the edge of the stand, she walked slowly up, her posture was calm, her figure resembled a jade bamboo, her beautiful face was cold and arrogant, and she was irritating. The eyes of everyone became more and more enthusiastic.
"This is Mu Tianyin?"
"Yep!"
"Hey, I finally saw alive--"
The appearance of this figure was like a boulder thrown out, splashing wild waves on the surface of the lake that was already sparkling.
Mu Tianyin walked to the representative seat of the Central Xianyuan, "Second Lord."
Standing in the center of the observation deck, Mo Xingyi saw Mu Tianyin coming over, his smile deepened, "Tianyin, here you are."
Mu Tianyin nodded, walked over to Xiao Ruofeng and sat down.
Gu Xing'er winked at Mu Tianyin among the crowd of Xianyuan disciples below.
Gu Xing'er is just an ordinary disciple, so naturally he is not qualified to sit on the front observation deck. Xiao Ruofeng is the disciple of the Nine Venerables, and Mu Tianyin is the chief disciple. This time, only their two disciples were arranged in Up above.
Mu Tianyin raised the corners of his mouth to meet Gu Xing'er's crooked eyes.
"How are you preparing?" Xiao Ruofeng beside him asked with a smile.
Mu Tianyin turned around and said, "Reluctantly."
Xiao Ruofeng stared at her with a meaningful expression in his eyes. This guy said that it was almost the same, so he was confident. It seemed that after Xiao Xingsuo, the Dayan Dynasty would have another seven-fold Daoji monk.
Xiao Ruofeng didn't doubt this.
If at the level of the enchanting Mu Tianyin, he couldn't rush out of the purple qi to come to the sky, then he would have nothing to say. As for the outside world's doubts about her continuing to cut the Dao in such a short time, he would not mind On it.
He understands Mu Tianyin's temperament that she is indeed very arrogant sometimes, and the things she does can really scare the fragile heart to death, but she is definitely not a person who opens her eyes and tells lies.
"I said Mu Tianyin, if you can't do it, don't try your best, and you don't have to. At this time, cutting the road is not a joke." Gu Fenghua's cold voice came from one side, she was in the position of the Magic Sword Sect. Inside, it happened to be sitting on the other side of Mu Tianyin.
Mu Tianyin turned to look at her, brows lightly raised, and said leisurely, "Thank you for your concern, I will be careful."
"Who cares about you?" Gu Fenghua chuckled, turning to look at the nearly thousand beheading platforms below.
Mu Tianyin curled the corner of his mouth and looked down.
"Who is that--"
There was a sensation in the crowd, and under the attention of many gazes, a woman in bright yellow clothes walked out of the front row of the many martial positions below, about twenty years old, a coquettish and charming.
There were only two people in the line. Although she was not listed on the high platform, she was ranked before the many schools in the lower position. In addition, she was really beautiful and moving, so she quickly attracted everyone's attention.
Mu Tianyin also noticed her, his eyes fell on the woman, and he casually asked Xiao Ruofeng beside him, "Who is this person?"
She has been in rest these days, and didn't ask much about the Zhandao Conference. She was a little surprised by the arrangement of the Second Venerable, but when she thought about it, she immediately understood that it was probably a monk from another big area.
"It's a monk from the Ji family." Xiao Ruofeng responded.
Mu Tianyin glanced back at Xiao Ruofeng, "Ji family? Which Ji family?"
Xiao Ruofeng was a little confused about Mu Tianyin's sudden serious tone, and couldn't help but glance at her more, "Which Ji family could it be, the big family in the northern desert, the ancient rune family Ji family."
He glanced at the first two people below and continued, "Moreover, it is still an inner disciple, the male is called Ji Chengfeng, and the female is called Ji Mingyao. She is not only a monk, but also a very powerful rune master. "
The masters were a little surprised when they received these two people's invitation to participate in the Dao Slashing Conference, but the visitors were guests, or the great clans of the Northern Wilderness, and they couldn't destroy their temperament, so naturally they had to treat each other warmly.
"Ji family!" Mu Tianyin narrowed his eyes.
At this moment, Ji Mingyao looked up, with aggressive Leng Rui, facing Mu Tianyin's drooping eyes, sneered, and an invisible spark splashed in the air.
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