About half an hour later.

Flower trade wind came back, with a hint of joy between her brows, said: "Master, this time we came by coincidence, tonight, at the 'Tianshui Villa' three miles outside the city, There will be a grand banquet kicking off."

"The banquet was hosted by Qin Dongxu, the second elder of Wolong Mountain in Daqin, and invited the famous people from the three major forces of Shanglin Temple, Xuanyueguan, and Donghua Sword Sect."

"In addition, there are powerful figures from the six major sword houses in Daqin, and there are old people who are famous for their cultivation."

As she spoke, she flipped her palm and found an extra gilded invitation, proudly saying, "And I got the invitation for tonight's banquet."

Su Yi raised his eyebrows and said, "Are you going to dinner?"

"It's not me, but we go together."

Hua Tradefeng said, "It is said that at this banquet, Qin Dongxu will announce some secrets related to the ruins of the Qunxianjianlou, and also announce a major event."

After a pause, she said with a smile: "Of course, more importantly, we can also take this opportunity to see who are the competitors this time. It is also convenient and targeted to harvest the spoils."

Su Yi thought about it and said, "Alright."

Hua Xinfeng squinted her eyes and smiled, cheerfully said: "Master, before you go to the banquet, you have to disguise a little, otherwise, it will be bad if someone finds out your identity. After all, whether it is Shanglin Temple or Xuanyue Temple, they all hate you to the bone."

Su Yi frowned slightly, then nodded and said, "It's okay."

When he spoke, his bones suddenly produced a burst of dense bangs like fried beans.

Visible to the naked eye, his slender figure suddenly became much taller, and his handsome face became plain.

In the blink of an eye, he turned into an ordinary teenager, and even his indifferent temperament was gone.

Flower trade wind spirit eyes lit up, and she exclaimed: "This disguise technique is absolutely amazing!"

"Yours is good too."

Su Yi said casually.

Hua Tradefeng was stunned for a moment, did not answer, but said with a smile: "Change into a fitted shirt, and keep those cultivators who are old-fashioned and unable to recognize the son."

Su Yi smiled.

What he is doing now is the "Spiritual Embryo Thousand Changes" of the Demon Sect, which changes not only the appearance, but also the breath and charm of the body!

Unless it is a great spiritual monk who has refined the "Soul Platform" and condensed his consciousness, other people will never be able to see through this "camouflage".

Dusk.

The Tianshui Villa was already brightly lit, and a group of servants and maids shuttled through the crowd like flowers and butterflies.

When Su Yi and Hua Xinfeng, who had changed into white robes, arrived, there were already many distinguished guests in the villa covering dozens of acres.

There are not only the big figures from Shanglin Temple, Xuanyue Temple, and Donghua Sword Sect, but also the Daqin Imperial Family, the Six Great Sword Palaces, and the famous elders from all over the world.

Among these guests, there are also warriors, but the weakest ones are innate martial arts, and most of them are powerful people who have entered the path of Yuandao.

Scenes like that can be regarded as a great spiritual event.

In the center of Tianshui Villa is a huge open-air jade platform on which many desks and seats have been displayed.

The banquet has not really started yet.

Su Yi saw at a glance that Lan Suo and his master, Venerable Master Yun Lang, were sitting on the front seat.

among them.

Today's Lan Su is wearing a long water green dress, with a high bun, a slender and snow-white goose neck, and a face as delicate and beautiful as a knife and axe, which glows softly in the sunset of luster.

She is very tall, sitting there casually, with a cold temperament, beautiful and moving, attracting the attention of the audience.

Master Yunlang wears a crown of emeralds on his head and a robe with a Confucian robe. As the Supreme Elder of the Daqin Donghua Sword Sect, his identity is also considered to be of great importance in the field.

"That's right, they were originally from the Donghua Sword Sect, so it's not surprising to appear here."

Su Yi secretly said.

There are many big people participating in the banquet today, each with a different style.

Such as Su Yi soon saw that Shang Luoyu and Lin Yubei, who had faced each other over Dongfu County today, were also present.

One of the two is the leader of the younger generation of Donghua Sword Sect, and the other is the Palace Master of the Red Lotus Sword Mansion, and they are also high-profile characters in the field.

As for the others, Su Yi doesn't know them.

"Sir, here is our seat."

Hua Tradefeng took Su Yi to a remote corner of Yutai, where some lesser characters were sitting.

For example, some famous people from all over Daqin, etc., compared with the roles of the three major cultivation forces, they are far worse.

"It's the most comfortable and unobtrusive here."

Flower trade wind said with a smile.

Su Ying hummed, holding the jug and drinking by himself.

"Young master, look, that is Chengzhen, the great elder of Shanglin Temple's Sutra Collection Building, an old monster who has been practicing for three hundred years."

Flower trade wind suddenly transmitted sound, and looked into the distance.

Three monks sat on the front row of seats on the jade platform.

He was led by an elderly monk with slender white eyebrows and a flowing beard. His figure was as thin as firewood and his face was wrinkled. He sat there, as still as a rock.

Chengzhen.

The great monk of Yuanfu.

One of the three patriarchal figures in Shanglin Temple, who practiced "Kurong Chan" and "Law Hua Golden Body", is a Buddhist saint who can influence Daqin's practice world with every move .

"A refiner."

Su Yi only glanced at him and then retracted his gaze.

On the contrary, young land gods like Shangluo Yu and Lin Yubei have greater potential and will have a longer road in the future.

Of course, the premise is not to die prematurely.

Flower trade wind sound transmission reminded: "Young master, you better pay attention to this old guy, the chief elder of the Arhat Hall of Shanglin Temple, who died in your hands in Yujing City, is his closed disciple. ."

Su Yi was startled, and said with interest: "Then tell me, who else might be my enemy in this game?"

Flower trade winds come from Shifang Pavilion, and the intelligence and information they have are naturally far from ordinary and comparable.

And this is one of the reasons why Su Yi is willing to participate in this action with Shifangge.

Seeing Hua Xinfeng pursed her lips and smiled lightly, she said, "Speaking of which, there are not too many characters who regard the son as an enemy in this game."

Speaking, she glanced at the other side without a trace, and said with a voice: "Master, look, that is the elder of Xuanyueguan, Gu Qingdu, what we saw before entering the city today. The 'Huayuelou Ship' that arrived was controlled by this person."

What Flowers said

He is a tall, majestic middle-aged man with bronze skin. When he opens and closes his eyes, lightning flashes like a sword, which is extremely intimidating.

Gu Qingdu.

The Great Perfection of the Bigu Realm, You Tianhong's senior brother, he practiced the Dao of the Sword when he was young. It has been 130 years since then. He has the reputation of "Liaoyuan Daojun" in Daqin.

Said that under his knife, he had the potential to burn a prairie fire and burn the sky.

Su Yi nodded and said, "Anything else?"

Flower Tradewind immediately introduced another person through voice transmission.

This person is also sitting in the front row, with black beard and black robe, gentle and elegant, talking and laughing with everyone next to him, and his demeanor is graceful.

Wander the sky.

The elders sit on an equal footing.

When he heard that this was a cultivator of the You clan, Su Yi naturally knew that this was another potential enemy.

Speaking.

Flower trade wind suddenly let out a sigh, and looked into the distance.

I saw a middle-aged man with thick bones, a coarse cloth robe and scribbled hair striding onto the jade platform.

He slanted two swords behind his back, walking with dragons and tigers.

"The Great Zhou Qianlong Sword Sect Sect Master Nie Xingkong!"

"A big man like him actually came in person..."

There was a commotion in the field.

"Fellow Daoist Nie, please come and talk."

In the front seat, the skinny Shanglin Si Chengzhen quietly opened his eyes and extended an invitation to Nie Xingkong.

Nie Xingkong immediately strode over and sat on the ground.

"Young Master, another big enemy is coming."

Hua Xinfeng's eyes were strange, "Nie Xingkong is not simple, nineteen years ago, he was one of the few monks in Da Zhou's inedia state, and during these nineteen years, he was in the sect The door is closed, and there are no world affairs, it is said that he is preparing to break through the Yuanfu realm."

"But you have to be careful, son. According to the information collected by our Shifang Pavilion, nineteen years ago, Nie Xingkong and Shi Fengliu went to the depths of Qingteng Mountain. After Qingteng Yaoshan returned, Nie Xingkong chose to retreat."

Hearing this, Su Yi nodded, showing such an expression as he expected, and said, "No wonder I saw something wrong with his aura before, so he was also a slaughterer."

Hua Tradefeng was stunned, as if surprised, and said after a while: "Young master...you can see it at a glance?"

She said so much before, but she wanted to tell Su Yi that Shifang Pavilion, through various intelligence analysis, suspected that Nie Xingkong, the Sect Master of the Hidden Dragon Sword Sect, was also taken away.

Unexpectedly, Su Yi has already noticed it!

Su Yi said casually: "The real powers of cultivation all have the secrets and treasures to identify the looters. Only in this way can they avoid being sneaked into the sect by the enemy unknowingly. In terms of it, it is not difficult to discern the aura of the squatter at a glance."

Though he said that, Su Yi was still surprised when he thought that the suzerain of the first cultivation holy place in Dazhou had been taken away.

According to Hua Tradefeng's statement, Nie Xingkong was very likely to be occupied by a monk from another world during the operation to Qingteng Yaoshan nineteen years ago. .

After all, Shi Fengliu is a slaughterer himself. He once entered the Green Vine Mountain. If he deliberately plotted against Nie Xingkong, the latter would probably have a hard time escaping such doom.

Hua Tradefeng's eyes were sparkling, and she asked curiously, "You can see that there are other squatters in this night banquet?"