Chapter 438 Before the Conference, I Have Something to Talk to You About

Time flew by and it was the next morning.

Wang Zhifan and Yue Mie Long Dao came out of the guest room of Shuyue Pavilion and went to have breakfast with Hua Yangzi and Zhen Xuzi who called the door.

In fact, for monks like them, eating is not necessary. Some who practice the method of fasting can even never eat.

But today's breakfast is different. It is not mainly for the participants to satisfy their appetite, but for everyone to have a head start to get together, get familiar with each other before the conference, and understand the opinions of all parties. The idea of ​​a big war.

Soon, the four people in the passage passed through a strange portal made of ink and wash, and entered a place that had nothing to do with words like "canteen" and "restaurant."

Specifically, they entered a huge and strange space with bright sunshine, gentle breeze, beautiful mountains and clear waters, singing birds and fragrant flowers, and many pavilions and pavilions!

"I have long heard that the Confucian sect's art of piercing the sky is the most exquisite, and now I have seen that it is indeed well-deserved!"

The old Taoist Zhen Xuzi, holding a handle of floating dust, was the first of the four to step into this world. He looked up at the green mountains and green waters ahead, and at the lively birds flying across the sky from time to time, as well as the surrounding flowers and plants. I fluttered butterflies and sighed that this place is no different from a real mountain treasure.

But in fact, any visitor can immediately understand that this is not the real world outside, but a man-made cave sky, as long as he takes a look at the sky and notices an ink "sun" with the image of a golden crow providing light to this world. world.

"Fellow Taoist Zhenxu, people in the Confucian sect have always been good at calligraphy and painting, and there are also experts who are proficient in garden structure. Their cave world is naturally constructed extremely well."

The fat Taoist Hua Yangzi also observed the world with appreciation, and at the same time explained why Confucianism was outstanding in this aspect.

On the contrary, the dragon girl who was following Wang Zhifan, the Moon-killing Dragon Sword, was a little disapproving. She glanced around with a dull expression, then informed the other two Taoists, and pulled Wang Zhifan straight to a row of pavilions on the left in front.

On the wooden tables under the pavilions over there, exquisite dinner plates filled with fresh fruits and vegetables have already been placed. Among them are freshly picked seasonal fruits and vegetables, as well as many varieties that should not appear at all in the current season. , which reflects Confucianism’s outstanding strength in grassroots agriculture.

Of course, the food that appears here is not only fruits and vegetables. Other food types are also displayed in different directions. For example, the fragrant and tempting meat is in the pavilion next to the water pool. The water pool can absorb most of the food. The aroma of meat emanates from the outside, so that those who don't like meat will not be troubled.

Others such as rice, steamed buns, steamed buns, noodles, seafood, fine wine, etc. all have special centralized locations. The monks who come here can all get them based on their personal preferences. Even if they don’t want to eat anything, they can go to the spacious garden in the middle to chat with everyone. , as an excellent place for socializing.

At this time, Wang Zhifan accompanied the Moon-Destroying Dragon Sword and began to enjoy the fruits of this world. He picked up a peach with an almost perfect shape and took a bite. He felt that it tasted pretty good. The Moon-Slaying Dragon Sword next to him picked up a bunch of green grapes. He started to taste it, and after eating a few pills, he said to him:

"Brother Fan, do you still have the Paradise Fruit you gave me the day before yesterday? I think that one is the most delicious."

"It's the Paradise Fruit. I still have a lot of it on hand. I'll make sure you eat it well."

Wang Zhifan corrected the mistake in the name of the Moon-Destroying Dragon Sword, and then took out a few winter jujube-shaped Paradise Fruits from his space ring and gave them to her.

While they were discussing fruits, three people in the garden in the middle of this small world suddenly noticed them and walked towards them quickly.

These three people were two men and one woman. They were all dressed in gorgeous clothes and had slender figures. But the most important thing was that each of them had a pair of conspicuous dragon horns on their foreheads. They were clearly members of the Moon-Destroying Dragon Sword tribe.

"Xi'er, I finally found you! Is this the Lord Wu Zun you mentioned in your letter?"

As soon as the three members of the Mie Yue tribe came to Wang Zhifan and the two of them, one of them, a man who looked to be in his fifties or sixties, looked slightly surprised and asked the dragon girl who was still eating fruit. At the same time, he glanced at the tall and heroic man next to him. The handsome and handsome Wang Zhifan.

"Yes, patriarch, he is the person I recognize! Why did you arrive today?"

The Moon-Destroying Dragon Sword quickly swallowed the Paradise Fruit in his mouth, then turned around and responded.

"We could have arrived yesterday, but we happened to encounter a group of demons on the way who caused trouble, so we had to help, which delayed some time."

The tall, slightly weathered-looking leader of the Mie Yue Clan immediately answered.

"Hmph! It's a demon again! When the battle begins, I will definitely make them look good!"

The fighting intent of the Moon-Destroying Dragon Sword showed up as soon as she heard this, and even the red and purple swords on her waist trembled slightly.

Wang Zhifan did not interrupt their conversation rashly, but paid attention to the three Yue Mie clan members without leaving any trace.

He had learned from Moon-Destroying Dragon Blade in advance about the people from their clan who might come to attend the meeting, so he immediately had a guess in his mind.

For example, the fifty-year-old woman of the Mie Yue Clan standing next to the fifty or sixty-year-old Mie Yue Clan leader should be the wife of the Mie Yue Clan leader. She and her husband are both at the mid-level innate level, and are the strongest in the Mie Yue Clan today. of two existences.

Another middle-aged man of the Mie Yue Clan who may have just turned 40 is a newly promoted elder of the Mie Yue Clan. His strength is weaker and he is in the first stage of Super Innate Realm. He is quietly observing like Wang Zhifan at this time. looking at someone in front of you.

After a while, after communicating with the head of his clan, Mieyue Dragon Blade formally introduced Wang Zhifan to them. Wang Zhifan politely greeted them one by one, trying to leave the best impression on them.

After a while, the atmosphere of their conversation gradually became harmonious, and the topics they talked about were closer to the current hot spots. The head of Mieyue clan suddenly frowned and asked Wang Zhifan:

"Mr. Wu Zun, I heard that your name was given by the Master himself. I guess you are more familiar with the Master than us. I wonder if the Master has revealed any news at this conference? If it is confidential, just pretend that I didn't ask."

Wang Zhifan knew that this was a clan leader who cared about practical matters. He didn't care much about the fact that the genius of the clan was taken away by outsiders. He was more concerned about the major events that were closely related to the future of the disaster.

But it was obvious that he asked the wrong place. Wang Zhifan was not as familiar with the Master as he thought. He had only met the Master once so far, and he was not sure whether he met the clone or the real body.

So he told them with some apology that he didn't know more than the three of them at the moment. The Moon-Destroying Dragon Sword that accompanied him day and night could prove that he didn't receive any extra reception after arriving in Shuyue City.

"It seems that I thought too much..."

The somewhat vicissitudes of the Moon-Destroying Clan leader nodded in understanding, then smiled and said to Wang Zhifan in a more casual tone:

"Mr. Wu Zun, the current situation is that the demon world is extremely crazy. If the demons come out of the world, there will be a disaster in the disaster world. A small clan like ours, the Moon-Destroying Clan, which is isolated on the sea, will be in danger... If the situation is urgent, please lend a hand to Mr. Wu Zun. I, the Moon-Destroying Aotian, would like to express my gratitude in advance..."

He said to Wang Zhifan. Fan, who was several generations younger than him, bowed slightly, causing Wang Zhifan to quickly raise his hand to help him up, and immediately promised:

"Senior Aotian, don't do this! Sister Xi'er and I are in love, and the Mieyue Clan is naturally my family! As long as I am still alive, I will do my best to help the Mieyue Clan survive the disaster!"

This statement can be said to be the other party's conspiracy. As long as Wang Zhifan is not prepared to quarrel with the Mieyue Dragon Sword, he must clearly state that he will help the Mieyue Clan at a critical moment.

However, Wang Zhifan himself did not say this just for the sake of appearance. He was indeed prepared to take care of the Mieyue Clan in the war, otherwise if his Taoist partner's tribe was wiped out by the demons, he would not have the face to face the Mieyue Dragon Sword again.

As for whether he has this ability, he is still somewhat confident, not only because of his personal strength, but also because he knows how many powerful treasures he has produced from various copies. It can be said that as long as the Mieyue Clan is not directly killed by the demon army, he has a way to save them from danger.

Thus, Wang Zhifan's first meeting with the high-level leaders of the Moon-Destroying Clan was quite pleasant. After getting to know each other and forming a general impression, they temporarily said goodbye to other people who were going to socialize in this place.

In fact, Zhenxuzi and Huayangzi, who are currently separated from Wang Zhifan, are doing similar things.

They represent the forces of the Taoist sect in Tianyuan City. They try to communicate with as many super-innate cultivators from all parties as possible in this gathering place before the conference, both to inquire about possible gossip intelligence and to exchange favors, so that if their own territory is unlucky during the invasion of the demon world, there will be more people to help.

The reason why Wang Zhifan and Moon-Destroying Dragon Knife only know to eat and do not do the same thing is very simple: their interpersonal network is too weak, and they don't know many people at all.

A stranger wants others to give face and help in times of crisis? I'm afraid he's dreaming.

Among them, Wang Zhifan is essentially an outsider, so he basically doesn't know anyone.

The Moon-Destroying Dragon Blade was because she was too young and had only recently broken through to the Super Innate Realm. In the past, she did not belong to this circle and spent most of her time practicing hard, so she did not know much about the high-level leaders of various forces, just a little better than Wang Zhifan.

The two had just separated from the high-level leaders of the Moon-Destroying Clan and had not eaten much new food when they noticed that there was a sudden noise in the vast garden area in the middle. They looked closely and found that a familiar figure had arrived here and was being talked to by many guests.

Specifically, it was the Qingfeng Layman, the leader of the younger generation of the Confucian Sect, who appeared. This conspicuous bag was basically followed by a large group of people every time he appeared, and he really figured out the pomp and circumstance.

At this time, the suave Qingfeng Layman with a feather fan and a scarf was gathering with many super-innate cultivators from all over the world to answer various questions they raised, such as when the conference was going to be held, what strategic plan the master had, and how much support the Confucian Realm would send in the war.

Questions like this have been asked many times, and Qingfeng Layman couldn't answer them one by one, so he simply sent everyone around him away, raised his voice and made some human broadcasts to let Wang Zhifan, who was leisurely sitting in the corner, know that this conference will be held at noon, two hours away.

"Brother Fan, let's go and talk to Qingfeng too? It's a bit rude to miss him twice."

After a while, Mieyue Dragon Blade saw that there were fewer people gathered around Qingfeng Layman, so he reminded Wang Zhifan to take the opportunity to go over and talk.

The main reason was that they had seen Qingfeng on the top of Shuyue Pavilion before but didn't communicate with him. Although it was because others were busy and didn't want to disturb him, after all, he was a familiar person, and it didn't seem good to do this twice.

In response to the words of the Dragon Girl, Wang Zhifan showed a mysterious smile and responded:

"Don't worry, I just noticed Qingfeng glanced at us vaguely. He should have something to do with us. Let's go over when he's quieter."

"Is that true? Brother Fan, you didn't see it wrong, did you?"

Moon-destroying Dragon Blade couldn't help but be a little suspicious.

At this place, the aura around is almost all super-innate, and many people are socializing everywhere, which makes the flow of people very complicated. It's a bit difficult for ordinary cultivators to capture the small movements of many people.

Wang Zhifan couldn't actually pay attention to the status of everyone, but he just paid more attention to Qingfeng, the focus of the crowd, so he determined the other party's slight abnormality with his super perception.

As expected, when Wang Zhifan and the Moon-Destroying Dragon Blade approached the Qingfeng Layman, who was left with only two or three people, the other party turned his head and looked at him, and raised his hand to shout to him:

"Mister Wu Zun, I just wanted to find you and you appeared!"

"Oh? I wonder why Mr. Qingfeng is looking for me?"

Wang Zhifan deliberately showed a slightly surprised expression on his face.

"This way! Two distinguished guests, I will be back in a moment!"

Qingfeng Layman immediately pretended to have something important to do, said goodbye to the two super-innate monks who were talking beside him, and led Wang Zhifan to an unmanned cave hall.

During this period, even the Dragon Girl Moon-Destroying Dragon Blade was deliberately stopped outside by him, and only Wang Zhifan and him entered the somewhat hidden small cave.

Just when Wang Zhifan, who had expected it, was wondering what this guy was doing mysteriously, he saw a magical portal made of ink in the cave.

A middle-aged man in his forties with long gray hair writing at his desk appeared in the portal. It was the Confucian master whom Wang Zhifan had met before!

"Master, you are looking for me?"

For a moment, Wang Zhifan was surprised. He didn't expect that what the high-level leaders of the Moon-Destroying Clan had told him not long ago would come true.

"Yes, go in quickly. The master said that he has something important to tell you."

The Qingfeng layman who brought him here also explained.

Wang Zhifan didn't hesitate to hear this and stepped into the ink-and-wash portal in front of him, arriving at the space where the master was currently.