Vol 2 Chapter 362: Storm party

On the top of the largest campus in the Tiantai, there are several newly built huge platforms, all of which are cast with hard Tianshan stone, and then the surface is watered with a layer of cold iron.
Such a large handwriting, using cold iron to water the ring, I am afraid that only a large door like Tiandaoge has such a force.
Around the school ground, there is a layer of auditorium with a circular shape from low to high. The audience is full of warriors at the moment. In addition to the disciples of Tiandaoge, more are the warriors who come from other places, and all of them are crowded.
The forefront of the campus has been expanded to double the size of the previous podium.
Behind the rostrum is a row of tables and chairs that are obviously higher, and the elders of the Presbyterian Church have already taken their seats early.
If you look carefully, you will find that the elder elder, who is sitting in the middle of the week, is not sitting in the middle, but sitting in the chair next to him.
On both sides of the podium, there is a simple, yet very atmospheric tea table, and all the seats add up to thousands of people without problems.
On the left hand side is the seat of the insider of Tiandaoge. The distance between Tianyue Peak and the podium is the closest. Next is the Gangyu Peak, the Jade Peak, the Qianshuang Peak, and the seven main peaks are arranged in strong order.
In addition to Qingyun Peak, the other six main peaks, people have all arrived, these main peaks have their own warships, it is not surprising that the speed is faster.
The number of tea tables on the right is even more. There are no more than a dozen tables in detail. The above are the families with certain forces in Daqin. The lowest strength is similar to the power of Baishuicheng Jiang.
There are few tea tables near the podium. There is no one in the Tiandao Pavilion for those who inherit the family and the big gates. There is no certain foundation and strength to be so close.
"Ginger brother, when the people of the Holy Land will probably fall."
Speaking of the sword is Feng Xuan, his tea table is currently closest to the rostrum on the right hand side, and only his identity, dare to call Jiang Chi.
Jiang Chi did not feel the slightest anger at this name. The other party's strength is much stronger than him. It is reasonable to say that he should be a younger generation.
Jiang Chi smiled softly: "Fing brother, a little safe, the people of the Holy Land have already arrived at Tuen Mun yesterday, and now they are thoroughly examining the roots of the Lord."
Feng Xuanyi took a teacup on the tea table and took a sip in his hand. He said: "Congratulations to Jiang Chi's younger brother. This time, Tiandaoge has a peerless genius. At the age of seventeen, he reached the peak of the next product. Wu Wang, will be able to reproduce the glory in the future."
"Yeah, congratulations to Jiang Chi's elders." The family patriarchs and lone masters on the right hand side all said in unison.
Jiang Chi smiled and responded a few words one by one, and the mood seemed very good.
At this time, a pure black battleship suddenly flew in the sky. The black flag on the bow of the ship fluttered in the wind. The flag said a dragonfly and a phoenix.
"It’s the people of Nanling Ji’s family. It’s like the genius Ji Changkong standing on the bow.
The audience on the auditorium around the school yard exclaimed.
A moment later, another warship flew slowly toward the podium in the air, but the Chinese family of the Dongjiafu family passed down.
It was not long before a huge ice bird carried an ice palace and flew slowly from the top of everyone's head.
"It is the Xuan Bing Palace of Duanmujia, and Duanmu Qing has come."
"The return of the king's palace is also coming, and the returning genius is the genius of the sage. I don't know how this will behave."
"The battleship of the Night Palace is also flying. The two geniuses of Nanling House are all snow and Ji Changkong."
"God, the king-class warship of Jianzong Zong also flew, and their sovereigns have come, and all the three sects have arrived. This is definitely the first time in the history of Daqin."
The crowd was completely excited. These powerful families and Zongmen, who had dominated the party on a weekday, were all present. More importantly, the geniuses of these sects also followed.
Hundreds of geniuses gathered together, and the people underneath felt excited.
Soon on the right side of the tea table, it was completely filled with people, not everyone's accident, the tea table of the nearest podium was occupied by the sword sect, followed by the night palace.
After all, the Swordsman of the Swordsman did not come. He came to Lingchen, the elder of the Swordsman, and was a half-step martial artist. His position in the door was second only to the lord and identity and Jiang Chi.
Ling Chen took a look at Feng Xuantang, who was not far away. He said softly: "The seniors of my family have personally come to the door to receive the grandson as a disciple. The predecessors did not agree. Now the holy land is not invited immediately. It’s a bit unreasonable.

Feng Xuan’s old face is full of gods, not half-old, and when he hears Ling Chen’s words, he faintly said:
The swordsman’s lord is above the swordsmanship, and the old man is also very admired, but he has not yet reached the point of admiration. ""
"My grandson's talent is higher than me. In the future, I will become the Sword Emperor. If I don't have the grasp of Juggernaut, I won't let him enter any sect. I can teach it myself."
At his side, sitting in a Tsing Yi teenager is seventeen and eight years old, eyebrows and eyes, a young Lang's look.
But the temperament is very calm. I heard that the conversation between the older generation involves him. There is no fluctuation in his look. It is like a silent sword.
Ling Chen smiled softly, looked at the silent teenager, ignored it, but it was a pity that the boy’s talent was worse than Chu Chaoyun.
On the back of the teahouse, Duanmuqing's cold and gorgeous face, with no expression, looked at what was in front of the teahouse in Tiandaoge.
Ji Changkong looked at Duanmu Qing’s gaze and whispered: "Miss Duanmu, who is looking for."
Duanmu Qing regained his gaze and said faintly: "I am not sure who I am looking for?"
Next to Hua Yunfei took over the topic and said: "It seems that the man has not arrived yet. He did not see his real shot last time. This time he may be able to confirm his identity completely."
In the past year, many foreign family disciples have died from extinction and have been cut off from their heads.
It is obvious that he was taken over by the Daofei Snow Mountain Villa and the death of the foreigner. For these families, they are completely unable to reach the point of injury, but they have lost the prestige of several great families.
It has made people feel awkward, and for more than a year, several big families have not even found the shadow of Xiao Chen, so that people in the world are watching jokes.
Duanmu Qing Shen said: "The agreement before coming, everyone should have no doubt."
Hua Yunfei’s eyes flashed a murderous murderous voice, and he said:
Reassured, this guy killed several elders in my family. If it is really sure, I will definitely stand up first.

Ji Changkong’s eyes are quiet and faint:
He killed my uncle, and my mother has given me a killing order.

The foremost Chu Chaoyun, seeing it all in his eyes, reveals a taunting look in the depths of his eyes, but the hiding is very good, almost no one has found it.
On the tea table next to Jianzong Zong, Yu Chengxue gently held the teacup, and from time to time looked at the empty teahouse on the left, where the tea table reserved for Qingyunfeng.
Sitting next to him in the wood, snow and stone, quietly, in order to be closer to the people of the Holy Land, Shifeng did not choose the tea table of Shijia, but intended to get the light of the night palace, sitting in the right hand. Above the second stone table.
"Master, the guy seems to have not come out yet, you promised to teach him for me, can't talk without counting." Shi Feng said with a sigh of relief.
Yu Cheng Xue smiled lightly, and the bronze mirror in the depths of his eyes kept spinning. He placed the cup on the table and said: "Reassured, you sent me thousands of intermediate Lingshi, I will not take your things in white."
The night elder palace was also the big elder in the door, sitting at the forefront of the tea table. When I heard the words of Cheng Chengxue, I frowned slightly: "Cheng Xue, can this night Han Palace catch the line of the Holy Land? It’s up to you and the wood smoke, don’t break the big thing because of personal grievances.

Yan Chengxue replied reverently: "The elders said, but I also helped Shishidi, exporting bad luck for him, and letting the people of Tiandaoge know that the people at our night palace are not so bullied."
The elders nodded. "I have heard about the stone wind. It really hurts the reputation of the Night Palace. You can teach this person."
Looking at the top of Tiantai Street, Xiao Chen, who is bravely marching in the crowd, does not know that he has not appeared yet, and has been stared at by countless people.
Liu Ruyue looked at the crowded crowd and said: "Ye Chen, there are too many people, so it’s too late to go down, you and I will work together to open a path."
Xiao Chen had this intention early, and the crowds were so crowded that people were a little annoyed.
The two men will put the gas out and form a conical airflow. The two fierce strengths together will immediately open a spacious avenue among the crowd.
I ignored the screams of others, and everyone accelerated, and the speed was several times faster.
Liu will laugh with the wind: "It should have been done so long, and wait for Ye Chen and I to play for Qingyun. If you perform well, you should apply for a flying warship in the Presbyterian Church. You won't have to be so annoying in the future."
Ten minutes later, a group of six people finally came to the door of the school yard, after Liu Ruyue passed the golden waist card.
The disciples outside the door immediately introduced the six into a dark passage, instead of being introduced to the audience like everyone else.
The exit of the dark passage was the rear of the rostrum. The disciple said respectfully: "Liu Shishu, hurry up, the elders have been waiting for a long time."
After Liu Ruyue thanked him, he walked with the five people to the bluestone steps of the rostrum. Not yet completely on the rostrum, Xiao Chen sensed a strong atmosphere, and several flavors were especially familiar.
After crossing some long steps, the group of people finally came to the steps, and Xiao Chen immediately sensed it, and countless unsightly eyes looked at him.
Xiao Chen’s eyes and eyes are calm and peaceful, and these eyes are directly ignored.
"If the month is late, please ask the elders for forgiveness." Liu Ruyue said to Jiang Chi, who was on the high platform.
Jiang Chi smiled softly: "It is not too late, the people of the Holy Land have not yet arrived, you are seated first, I am full of expectations for Ye Chen."