Chapter 1217 (2/2)
Two days ago in the East China Sea, he Feng felt a sense of pride when he looked at the magnificent gun tube standing in the sky one by one. He even wanted to shout loudly: ”the cannon blows his mother!”
While he Feng and others are waiting for Penglai Fairy Island to arrive, Penglai Fairy Island is also waiting for a battle with them.
At the center of Penglai Fairy Island, on the Tianxin Pavilion.
In the past, there were few people. It was almost lonely and inhumane. In the Tianxin pavilion where the infiltrating master xuanxu lived, at this time, his head moved, and many people came. All the sects that could be counted on Penglai Fairy Island came.
Kong Ling of hundreds of sects, their dog legs, guards and servants crowded the whole Tianxin Pavilion. Tens of thousands of people gathered in this small area to make final preparations and discuss the next things.
In the wide hall, two rows of chairs distributed along the red carpet extend from the high platform in the north to the door of the hall. There are hundreds of chairs. In front of each chair, there is a small table with good wine, melons and fruits, and some scattered snacks. The exquisite cakes look coveted, I want to eat a little first.
Not to mention the charming maid next to me.
But at the moment, everyone's eyes in the hall were not on this thing. All the practitioners standing in front of each chair stared at the northernmost platform with a dignified face, waiting for the arrival of xuanxu. All the practitioners stared at the northernmost platform with a dignified face, waiting for the arrival of xuanxu.
They have been waiting here for half an hour
That is to say, xuanxu didn't show up for such an hour, and it's hard for them to sit down at all, because modesty is nominally. The leader of the cultivator is on Penglai Fairy Island, and his first position is the same. At present, although his legs are a little sour and impatient, these revisers can only wait patiently and wait for the arrival of the last moment.
At this time, suddenly, a cry like Huang Zhong Da Lu came out: ”master xuanxu is here...”
A long echo echoed in the hall. With this ECHO, I only saw an old man dressed in a white Taoist robe and dressed in plain white all over, just like a filial son, walking slowly towards the position on the central platform, and behind him was a dignified middle-aged man. He looked a little like Murong, It is Murong's father, the current head of Murong family.
He is also the dry son of xuanxu Dashi.
Slowly sat down xuanxu, looked at the unknown number of Zheng's revisers standing there, laughed, and then pretended to be unknown and said, ”Alas, I said how everyone stands and sits, sit and sit, how tired it is to stand...”
After that. Those practitioners who stood in front of the chairs in the hall dared to sit down slowly, but before they sat down, they still arched their hands and shouted at xuanxu.