The cat's waist was hiding for a day and followed the sound. The person who spoke was a rough man, wearing a strange costume, curly beard, a smirk on his face, and a goose feather fan in his hand.

Just this face, you will know that it is not a good thing at first glance, and you can't even take a look at it.

"Hmph, joke! The heads of all sects are here. When is it your turn to Ding Chunqiu to speak first?" A big man in a ragged dress snorted coldly during the meal and scolded the rough man fiercely.

It turned out to be Ding Chunqiu, no wonder it was so annoying! He couldn't help but look at the rough man holding a goose feather fan for a day.

"Senior Ding and Elder Chen, there is no need for you to hurt your kindness because of a trivial matter. Mei Jian dared to propose, so why do you start with the seniors of the Shaolin Sect? What do you think?" In order to avoid the escalation of the conflict, Mei Jian came forward to stop it in time.

"Shaolin is the Wulin Taishan Beidou. From them, Chen has no objection."

"As long as it's not the Beggars' Sect, I have no objection!"

"Okay, let's start with Shaolin. Senior Xuanci, please!" Mei Jian bowed respectfully.

The Shaolin Sect sat in the most conspicuous position in the middle of the table. An old monk with a beard and beard stood up calmly and preached the Buddha's name before he spoke: "Amitabha, Shaolin has no desires or disputes, but as one of the top ten sects, such a great event as the Snow Lotus Festival is indispensable. In addition, the sect martial arts competition is about to be upset, and I also brought my disciples to my disciples not to laugh at me for madness, just to understand the leaders of various sects and to gain a better understanding. The Shaolin Sect focuses on participating and not to fight for fame."

I didn't laugh at me and didn't stand up. I just raised one hand to signal, with a very arrogant expression, which was completely inconsistent with his name.

Logically speaking, the number one person in Shaolin this year is the young monk Xu Zhu, and he should have participated in this sect competition. But because he had passed the first copy of the cat rescue copy before, and now he is still in the second copy, he was not able to get this grand event. Shaolin could only settle for the second best and brought the second-ranked disciples to the battle.

Facing equally embarrassment are Xiaoyao, Tianlong and Wudang. The top disciples of these three sects have also been unable to participate in the competition because they have passed the first copy of the Cat Rescue Copy.

Abbot Xuanci shook his head, very dissatisfied with my crazy expressions if he smiled, but he was not good at doing it in person. He pronounced "Amitabha" and sat down slowly.

As soon as Abbot Xuanci sat down, Elder Chen was about to get up and say that the Beggars' Sect and Shaolin River have a similar status, and it is understandable that Xuanci is behind him.

But Meng Qingqing disagreed and stood up first. Elder Chen was halfway through a dilemma. Fortunately, few people paid attention to him, so he had to sit down in disappointment.

"Meng Qingqing, the leader of Emei, has met you all!" Emei has emerged recently, and Meng Qingqing is a well-known strange woman. She doesn't have to talk much, but she just stood up and cheered when she was cheering.

Xian Zhi was even more cold and didn't say a word, but just stood up and smiled and nodded. But this simple action had already fascinated half of the young talents.

Before sitting down, Xian Zhi blinked at the cat's waist for a day, and his mind suddenly became rippling.

"Vox spirit, Vox spirit! Humph, I'm not ashamed at all, I'm so angry!" In the eyes of peach blossoms, a voice came out inappropriately.

"Who dared to openly slander Miss Xianzhi? Stand out for me!" The young talents couldn't bear it anymore, and the table slapped "slap" and stood up in one go.

"What's wrong with me? Don't think that you are too many girls are afraid of you! A bunch of stinky men, I'm just full of anger and have no place to vent my anger. Humph, I'm so angry!" Ni Youyou jumped up, fell lightly on the seat, holding up the long sword from the fire.

Strangely, although she said this to those young talents, her fiery eyes stared at the waist of the cat without moving for a day.

"Youyou, senior, don't be arrogant!" Lin Shichang took this opportunity to stand up, reached out and took Ni Youyou down from the seat to protect her.

When those young talents saw Ni Youyou, their anger disappeared and another peach blossom appeared in their eyes. The cute and hot little girls were also something that they could not resist.

"You guys haven't sat down yet, do you really want to do it?" Lin Shichang's long voice was mixed with pressure, and although the sound was not loud, the momentum was cramped.

The talents who were obsessed with watching Ni Youyou trembled, their feet became soft, and they sat down in a hurry.

Only Lin Shichang and Ni Youyou were standing there.

Lin Shichang nodded with satisfaction: "My husband Lin Shichang is temporarily the head of the Ming Cult. This time he can meet the heroes of the world through the Snow Lotus Festival. It is a blessing in life. My bad disciple Ni Youyou is negligent in discipline and does not understand etiquette. He has bumped into you. I hope to forgive you! Youyou, why don't you apologize to you! "

Ni Youyou snorted coldly, and ignored him. She stared at her big watery eyes and hid for a day, and sat down angrily.

"This little girl is very keen on Chen's taste, Chen..."

"Amitabha, Master Lin is so serious that he makes his disciples speak frankly and not care about the details. He is a person with true nature. How can he blame him?"

Elder Chen stood up halfway again this time, and was interrupted when he was about to speak, and his face was stuck at the position where he could not reach or down. The old man's face turned red. The stick next to him was a little bit unable to see through his face, and he moved out in a secret way.

"The old monk is Benyin, the abbot of Tianlong Temple. The Tianlong Sect is located in a small border country and is usually very rare to interact with the Central Plains martial arts world. Today, the old monk is deeply honored to be able to gather with all the heroes." Benyin, who stole the words of Elder Chen, turned his head and looked at the beautiful girl who had already stood up with him, and said to her, "Jinshu, say hello to the seniors."

"Jinshu has met all seniors!" The cute little girl said hello in a soft voice.

The Tianlong Sect is interesting. Ni Meng, the number one, is a girl, and the number two, is a girl. I don’t know if it is the female disciples who are deliberately recruited by Tianlong’s disciples, or the male disciples who are all possessed like Duan Gongzi and neglected martial arts.

"Master Benqiu, I always thought that among the forces in the world of Tianlong, I, the only one of the Xiaoyao Sect, favored female disciples. I didn't expect that the Tianlong Buddhist holy land also had a special liking for female disciples! Hahaha, I, Su Xinghe, admired me!" Xiaoyao leader Su Xinghe stood up and laughed casually, "Today, Bu Cai also brought a female disciple. How about the heroes in the world compare to the female disciple of Tianlong?"

The woman next to Su Xinghe stood up with a charming smile, and opened her red lips lightly: "Little woman Dai Xixi, please pay tribute to the handsome guys!"

This female disciple is really not simple. She is gentle and soft, and has a smart smile. In just a few words, a large number of young talents have become fans of her.

"A beauty is a disaster. Master Su, I advise you to withdraw as soon as possible so as not to fall into the abyss of endless destruction like the Dayan Kingdom. Thinking of the past, I can only stay in Yanziwu today and guard the Murong Sect. Every time I think of this, I am like thousands of arrows piercing my heart, and I feel heartbroken!" The person who spoke was Murong Sect. The Dayan Kingdom had been destroyed for many years, and he still arrogantly called himself "I".

"My master of the sect must not be sad. I, Murong disciple, must keep my mission in mind and always take it as my responsibility to restore Dayan." The first disciple of the Murong sect, Dayan, stood up to show his ambitions and show his loyalty.

After the Murong Sect sighed, they fell into silence during the meal. The six major sects had already introduced themselves, and the three sects of Beggars' Sect, Wudang and Xingsu were still left. Everyone's eyes turned to Elder Chen and Ding Chunqiu. For some reason, the two who had been fighting to show off before were unable to say anything.
Chapter completed!