At this moment, the two colors in the sky suddenly disappeared, and a stream of red fire broke through the floating mist and flew towards the main hall of Wangguitai.
Another icy light fell in front of everyone in Yunwaitian, with clothes decorated with flowing clouds, and a heavy heart and a cold mind.
"Master." Ling Mocheng and Ye Yingshuang bowed to him.
Everyone from Luoyao Mountain also bowed and said, "Greetings, Mr. Li."
"Why did Xia Buyan want to fight with you again?" Compared to Lin Tianya, Xi Qiegui was more familiar with him and asked with a smile.
"Anyway, he just thought about the past and felt that I was not pleasing to his eyes." Xing Yuan said in a calm voice with a blank expression, "Let's go."
Xi Qiegui walked beside him, "Xing Yuan, I couldn't beat you and Xia Buyan back then, but I accepted a precious disciple. This time, my disciple will definitely be able to beat your disciple."
Xing Yuan did not respond.
Ye Yingshuang glanced at Xu Wushi who was standing beside him and replied, "Daoist Xu Wu is indeed extremely talented, but among his peers, I think there is someone else who will be the winner of the Fengyun Competition."
Xi Qiegui turned around and asked, "Oh? Is it you? Your senior brother or the one from the Yu family?"
"My junior sister." Ye Yingshuang bowed slightly towards him, followed Xing Yuan who had already climbed up to the third floor, and disappeared into the mountain mist.
Yunwaitian and his group disappeared, and Chixi nudged Xi Qiegui with his elbow, "It seems like you accidentally touched my heart."
Xi Qiegui shrugged and pulled Xu Wushi over. "How do you think the chances of winning are?"
"Ninety percent." Xu Wushi responded.
"That's a sure thing." Xi Qiegui laughed, "You are worthy of being my disciple."
Following the disciples to the residence prepared for Luoyaoshan by Wangguitai, Xi Qiegui poured the spiritual wine prepared for them on the table.
He took a sip and said, "This wine is just like Xia's, hot and overbearing."
Xu Wushi took a sip, suppressed the spiciness in his mouth, and nodded.
Xi Qiegui looked at him and said, "Your personality is similar to that of the Yunwaitian Fuyun Peak lineage. You have the same expressionless face. If others don't know you, they would think you are Xing Yuan's disciple."
"It's just nature."
Wanjiezhu curled his lips and said, "If you have the guts, you can do the same in front of the mission target."
Xi Qiegui continued to chatter to him about the situation of Fengyun and other immortal sects, and Xu Wushi refilled his tea from time to time.
The next day, the Fengyun Competition began. The Liuyun Stage was filled with the heads and masters of various immortal sects, and their disciples stood in an orderly manner behind them.
A stream of red light fell on the top, and all the disciples bowed in greeting.
"Meet Mr. Yan."
The man called Yan Zun had a handsome appearance, wild eyes and a casual demeanor. He was dressed in a red robe and looked very elegant.
Xia Buyan nodded calmly, "Sit down."
The disciples of the Immortal Sect took their seats like their leader only after receiving the order.
Xia Buyan glanced at the seats and asked, "Where is the Yu family?"
Xia Chengwei came out and said, "Master, something happened on the way to the Yu family, so we will be here later."
"Then just wait." Xia Buyan lowered his eyes and picked up the wine glass on the table, watching the jade liquid shaking in the glass.
"The Yu family is late. Yu Zheng would like to apologize to you on behalf of the Yu family." A female voice came through the clouds, followed by a woman in a lake blue robe landing on the edge of the Liuyun Terrace and bowing slightly towards the hundreds of immortal families.
Her eyebrows are like spring mountains, her eyes are like autumn water, her shoulders are like carved stones, and her waist is like a piece of silk. When she comes, it seems like there is snow blowing in the wind.
Yu Zheng straightened up and walked towards Liuyun Terrace. The frost-colored jade plate on her waist fit well with the hem of her skirt, and the frost and snow on her clothes looked lifelike.
Behind her, a group of monks dressed in the uniforms of Fu Tianlan's disciples appeared. Led by two people, they followed her in an orderly manner and saluted the first of the hundred families present.
Xia Buyan pointed to the side and said, "Sit down."
"Thank you, Uncle Xia." Yu Zheng slightly lowered her eyes towards him, and her smile was as beautiful as spring flowers.
Wanjiezhu touched Xu Wushi, "Host, mission target."
Yu Zheng turned around, ignoring the gazes that were cast upon her, and sat down in her seat. All the Yu family disciples sat down behind her.
Her eyes swept across the people present. Xu Wushi met her gaze, nodded slightly, then stepped away and lowered his head to drink tea.
Yu Zheng picked up the wine glass and raised it towards them, "Beitian has just recovered. The elders in my family are recovering their strength and cannot spare time. Yu Zhengmang will sit with all the seniors and offer a glass of wine to express his apology."
Xing Yuan said, "Let's drink tea instead."
"Thank you, Venerable Changli, for your understanding." Upon hearing this, Yu Zheng changed the tea.
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