Chapter 693 (1/2)

More than ten days before the star refining conference was held, the whole Beidou city was full of noise and excitement.

Yaoguang district has the largest area among the seven regions of Beidou city. There are hundreds of large and small wine shops alone. Some Chu Yuan arrays are also arranged in these places. Most of the early friars gather in this place to talk about things if they don't have capital lease.

The spirit of monks is much stronger than that of mortals. Some guys order a few thin drinks and sit for two or three days.

Fortunately, most of these wine shops are the industries of Xinglian sect and are called official shops. Otherwise, which boss can tolerate them?

In an official shop near the city gate on the west side of Yaoguang, several monks were leaning against the brocade collapse, surrounded by a half Zhang wide jade table, and chatting with foam.

Beside them is a fence carved of sapphire. It is the most famous dianxing River in Yaoguang district. At this time, it is late. The large and small boats on dianxing River have set up lanterns. It is really like stars, reflecting the undulating river below, just like the rising of Xinghe river.

A middle-aged friar with a pale blue face and full cheeks took the wine pot in front of him and shook it for a long time before shaking out a few drops of wine. He couldn't help sighing and muttering pointing to the painted boats below: ”Lao Wang, I think our brother was worse than anyone in those years, but now even the lame Li has put his thighs on and just saw him go there...”

The man named Lao Wang was a thin man. He smiled at the speech and said, ”old bird, you were in the limelight in those days. Aren't there some big doors to attract you? You didn't go yourself. Who are you blaming now?”

The middle-aged friar snorted and sneered, ”we are not top geniuses. We have to live and die for them before we can enter the inner door. My younger martial brother xianmiao is two feet three. He tried his best to enter the overlord sect. What's the end? He's not in trial practice...”

He looked at the old Dynasty, shook his head and said, ”with your courage, will you be afraid of this? I think you can't give up your master? By the way, I heard that immortal Qinglian was in poor health a few years ago. What's the matter now?”

When he asked about his master, the middle-aged monk looked gloomy and sighed: ”my master, he is an old disease. There is no way to cure it, but it costs too much. No, I'm here to take a chance. It's said that before the star refining meeting, the star refining sect will hold a treasure appraisal meeting to collect some strange things... Eh, who's that?”

Speaking of this, he suddenly fell speechless, quickly turned off the topic, pointed to the river in the distance and exclaimed.

Next to the fence, leaning against a sleepy young monk, he woke up, turned his head and narrowed his eyes, and suddenly came to the spirit: ”that's not yeqiandeng, Qiandeng real Emperor... It's said that the storm was caused by him, and Yeshi was unlucky.”

Lao Wang also looked at the river: ”did you hear that the clan leader of ye came a few days ago and invited a real emperor of Yinghu Xianzong. Are you on the dianxing River these days? Qiandeng real emperor went to see him?”

The young friar shook his head: ”when did you get the news? There are also people from the eight wasteland immortal sect. Ye directly contracted some of the three largest flying boats on the Xinghe river for reception...”

The middle-aged monk named Lao niao'er exclaimed: ”Si, Feitian boat, it is said that the boat is equipped with the best Chu Yuan array. Its vitality is not inferior to that of the Tianzi area. They all pay according to the best yuan Qi stone. Three ships at once. Ye is really rich... But they have such a big face? Can even invite the supreme sect?”

Lao Wang shook his head: ”where have you been shrinking these years? I don't even know. Hundreds of years ago, a little princess of Ye's long house and a true disciple of the eight wasteland immortal sect became a Taoist couple. Now the true disciple is Zhenjun's cultivation and has a name in the eight wasteland immortal sect.”

The young friar looked disdainful: ”little princess... Ha, it's just an aristocratic family. You dare to use this title.”