"In addition to cultivating a small number of elite disciples, Lingxian Pavilion also recruits more powerful people from other schools. In name, it is to jointly fight against the Xianwu Alliance. It’s just a stated deal!!”

For this Lingxian Pavilion, Wu Qiongdao was obviously a little dismissive.

Ning Feng smiled slightly, and said in a low voice:

"Luofan, you don't have to care too much about this Lingxian Pavilion. Although their power claims to spread throughout the Profound Sky Continent, in fact, they are just a bunch of self-righteous trash!! Not many people treat them as real powers. Put it in your eyes."

Luo Fan smiled noncommittally.

For this group of people, he didn't have many thoughts and ideas.

I just want to come over to see what purpose these people have.

"Elder Wu~"

After all, Wu Qiongdao is the elder of the only holy place in the Western Regions, and he is still very famous.

The Martial King Realm cultivator at the door saw him coming, and immediately greeted him with fists, and respectfully invited him to enter the tent behind him.

Ning Feng and Luo Fan followed immediately.

Ning Feng was not stopped by this cultivator at the Martial King Realm.

But when it came to Luo Fan, the cultivator of the Martial King Realm suddenly took a step coldly, standing in front of Luo Fan, and said in a cold tone:

"Only practitioners who participated in the Luoyuan Valley Competition are eligible to enter the tent behind me, you... Get out!!"

Is this special code evil?

Suddenly stopped.

Such an idea instantly appeared in Luo Fan's mind.

No matter what your cultivation base is.

And whether it is a practitioner who participated in the Luoyuan Valley Competition.

But since I came here with Wu Qiongdao.

That means that he belongs to Wu Qiongdao.

As a watchdog, he stopped him so forcefully. Isn't this slapping Wu Qiongdao in the face?

No wonder Wu Qiongdao was so dismissive of this Lingxian Pavilion.

If their cultivators are all such evil pens.

Then there is really no one left! !

"Um?"

When Wu Qiongdao heard the movement behind him, the expression on his face instantly darkened.

Turning around suddenly, he looked at the watchdog.

He asked coldly:

"What do you mean? Stop the person I brought? Do you not give me Wu Qiongdao face?"

"Elder Wu, I dare not give you face. It's just that in the tent at the moment, there are seniors who participated in the Luoyuan Valley Competition. He is a rookie in the Wuzong Realm. He will be ridiculed if he goes in. Maybe, when he meets Some grumpy ones will do it directly, and I am doing it for his own good!"

When the watchdog faced Luo Fan and Wu Qiongdao, their attitudes were completely different.

Facing Luo Fan, he is superior and looks down on Luo Fan completely.

Can face Wu Qiongdao.

Obviously both of them are strong in the Martial King Realm, but he acted like a Martial Apprentice Realm, with a flattering face, wishing he could just hug Wu Qiongdao's thigh and lick it.

Disgusting to the extreme! !

At the same time, his words were plausible, showing that he was completely thinking about Luo Fan.

The purpose of doing this.

Not only is it not to slap Wu Qiongdao in the face, but to prevent Luo Fan from entering the tent and being bullied by other strong men of the same status as Wu Qiongdao. That is the real face-slapping Wu Qiongdao! !

"Hey! Elder Wu, are you here?"

At this moment, the cultivators in the tent heard movement outside.

A seemingly treacherous man opened the curtain and walked out.

The moment he saw Wu Qiongdao, he greeted him eagerly.

Immediately afterwards.

Regardless of what happened outside, he directly reprimanded the watchdog, and then warmly invited Wu Qiongdao and his party into the tent.

As for Luo Fan.

He just glanced at it lightly and ignored it.

It neither means that you can go in, nor that you can't go in.

Luo Fan followed Wu Qiongdao silently and walked into the tent.

The watchdog opened its mouth, but did not speak.

But the disdain on his face showed his attitude to the fullest.

Inside the huge tent.

Dozens of cultivators at the Martial King Realm, each with a small single table, gathered around a large round table, eagerly drinking and eating meat, plus discussing.

On their small single table, there are several exquisite dishes and several bottles of fine wine.

It looks very strange to eat one by one with a mouth full of oil.

because……

After all, they are all cultivators of the Martial King Realm, but they look like they haven't eaten good food for many years.

It stands to reason.

In this case, no matter how gluttonous people are, they will hold back for a while.

There will never be such a performance.

Really strange! !

"Elder Wu, I'm really sorry, there's no room left, why don't the three of you just sit here together!!"

The man who walked into the tent with Wu Qiongdao and his party showed an apologetic expression on his treacherous face, and led them to an empty seat in a corner, and said helplessly.

"It doesn't matter!"

Wu Qiongdao waved his hand. He also felt that the atmosphere in the tent was a bit strange, and he wanted to understand what happened instead of worrying about the seating problem.

He saw it too.

The elder of Lingxian Pavilion in front of him was not targeting himself.

But there are really no seats left.

"Thank you, Elder Wu, for your understanding. These are the delicious dishes and drinks that our Lingxian Pavilion has prepared for you this time. Elder Wu, shopkeeper Ning, and fellow Taoist, you can try them all. We are waiting for half a stick of incense. Let’s start formally discussing the topics that we invite everyone to come over today and plan to talk about.”

The elders of Lingxian Pavilion filled the small table in front of Wu Qiongdao with dishes and drinks.

Compared with the dishes on other tables, it is indeed for three people.

There is really no discrimination.

Even if Luo Fan is really the one with the lowest cultivation base in the tent.

"Luofan, there will be no problem with the dishes and drinks, right?"

After the elder of Lingxian Pavilion left, Ning Feng secretly asked Luo Fan through voice transmission.

"You feel it too?"

Luo Fan's eyes flickered, and he picked up a dish that looked like a chicken leg.

"do not……"

Ning Feng was a little worried, and looked at Wu Qiongdao:

"Let Elder Wu try it first! After all, his cultivation is higher!"

Wu Qiongdao: "???"

Glancing at Ning Feng in surprise, Wu Qiongdao felt a little resentful, but after thinking about it carefully, he could only nod with a wry smile, and said in a low voice:

"Indeed, let me try it first! Anyway, my cultivation base is also the strongest one. If there is any problem, I can resist it!!"

"Come on! Your cultivation base is good, but what about your strength?"

Luo Fan glared at Wu Qiongdao angrily, making Wu Qiongdao instantly embarrassed.

"Chila~"

Luo Fan took the opportunity to bite on the food similar to chicken legs.

A wonderful feeling of softness and juiciness erupted from the mouth in an instant.

that smell.

Absolutely nothing! !

U1S1! !

(One thing to say) This is definitely the most delicious food that Luo Fan has ever eaten, whether it is in the previous life or in this life.

but……

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