I have participated in the conference, and the forty-nine demon gods in the first session were all very active.

But they had already received the news.

There will be four great supernatural powers coming to this conference. Even if they don't say they will benefit them, just giving them some guidance will make it easier for them to take a few steps forward.

Moreover.

Most of them are old friends.

Faced with such old comrades-in-arms, and the one who convened the conference was a well-known good old man, a real boss, who wouldn't want to go up and participate?

The more you fight for power and gain, the more you have your own position. If you want this or that, most people will not be able to be friends with you.

If you don't fight for anything and are generous with others, most people will never dislike you.

Especially when this person is neither fighting nor robbing, has strong cultivation, wide connections, and has a famous alchemy skill.

This is the fragrant ginseng fruit!

Almost everyone wants to pounce on it and take a few bites. Even if they don't take a few bites, they still have to smell it.

This is the benefit of reputation.

Quietly, with the gentle breeze and drizzle, he changes his status and stands with the vast majority of people.

Therefore, anyone who gets an invitation will naturally be ready to work in peace and quiet.

But this time they went, it was not like they went naked like before.

In the past, the reason why they went naked was because they were there to support others.

Now we are going to the conference.

Then you have to follow the normal specifications.

At the very least, you have to take out a few things as gifts to give yourself face.

Otherwise, whoever can be shameless enough to push someone forward is an old demon god, and they all have a good reputation.

After all, no one wants to embarrass themselves in front of their juniors.

Those lonely old demon gods, or those real bosses, are busy collecting the wisdom of heaven and earth as gifts.

But those who have apprentices and grandchildren are not like that.

This is not about scarcity but about inequality.

Such a good opportunity is not just for the spirit beast boy in Longevity Mountain to sharpen his head and dig up.

Any practitioner wants to enter.

However, compared to Wanshoushan's unique local advantages, others are far behind.

You can only hang out outside as a guard of honor by following your ancestors who are qualified to attend the conference.

That's it, the quantity is still limited.

After all, you are a demon god and have three or five disciples and disciples. If you say you are here to learn more, that makes sense.

When the time comes, let your disciple, Sun Liang, use your magic skills to earn face for yourself.

I have both face and heart.

But if you bring in ten or twenty people at once, then this matter is a bit nonsense.

Who can't see the little ninety-nine in you?

So you have to screen, screen, and screen again. Don’t want those who are not smart, those who are not good at cultivation, and those who are not good-looking.

These are all face-saving projects.

Even if I don't want you to earn face, it is the greatest tolerance to not embarrass you.

At this time, when many big guys were moving, a guest seemed to have arrived in a quiet peach blossom garden, a small valley.

Just look at him lying on a small boat, holding a fishing rod in one hand, and letting the boat float around.

Just when he thought he could chat with his old friends again, he found that this peach blossom garden was extremely lively.

Everywhere is bustling.

This made him a little strange.

Immediately afterwards, he sat up from the boat, patted one of the little guys, and asked:

"What happened in your valley?"

"Why are all the little ones out now?"

"Did your ancestors give the order?"

Upon hearing this inquiry and seeing the old man wearing a raincoat, the young man answered very respectfully:

"Return to the words of our ancestor Diaosou."

"I don't know the specific situation, but it is said to be a matter of great benefit."

"Now, all the brothers and grandfathers in the entire Taoyuan Valley are vying for this opportunity."

"Why don't you, old man, ask your ancestors?"

This mountain peach garden is filled with pink peach blossoms. Although it is called a valley, the area is really huge.

But with the embellishment of peach blossoms, it looks more gentle.

There are small cabins one after another.

It has a bit of charm.

But at this moment, under each peach blossom, there are young monks who are eager to try, ready to show their talents and seize the opportunity.

Seeing this scene and hearing these words, the old man became surprised:

"Oh? And there are such good things?"

"Then I have to go in and take a look."

After saying that, he waved his hand, put away his boat and fishing rod, and then walked calmly towards the depths of the peach forest.

The entire Taoyuan has nine twists and turns, with only one stream flowing through it.

It's like there is a strange Dunjia, arranged in it.

However, these things were not a problem in front of the transferred people, and they walked through the peach blossom barrier casually.

However, when he walked deep into the peach orchard, he found that his old friend was standing in front of the most important peach tree in a daze.

He also held a small jade ax in his hand, as if he was thinking about which place would be suitable.

The peach tree, which has been channeled by this treasure for thousands of years, is also trembling in front of the little jade ax at this moment.

Seeing this scene, Diaosou was just shocked:

"Taoyuan, you old man, what's wrong with you now!!"

"Have you forgotten that this old peach tree is the spiritual root that you have worked so hard to obtain?"

"In the Taoyuan Valley, there are thousands of peach blossoms and countless disciples whose cultivation depends on it. Did you damage your brain while practicing your magical powers?"

The old man quickly stopped Taoyuan Taoist's movements, and even when he spoke, he felt like he hated iron for not being able to become steel.

This old peach tree is the lifeblood.

Does this mean that it can be cut by cutting?

However, when he really looked at his old friend, he finally discovered the blind spot:

"……Um?"

"Have you crossed that step? When did you cross that step and become the devil in the world?"

When he said this, the old man Diaosou still had a sour feeling in his mouth.

They are all old friends who play together all day long. They usually play with each other's flowers more than the other, and those who call out are more joyful than anyone else.

How come you have become a demon god now, while I am still wandering around in the realm of supernatural powers?

Are you playing me?
Chapter completed!