Later, if Zhang Jing sees that the situation is not good, he can ask him for help, and he can reluctantly help.

pity.

His kindness was useless.

How could Zhang Jing ask him for help?

It's almost as if he asked Zhang Jing for help!

"Zhang Daoyou, is this Master Fu your father's old friend?" Zhuge Kongping asked in a low voice.

He endured for a long time without saying a word, because Zhang Jing and Fu Shouyang obviously had a complicated relationship, and it was not suitable for him to interrupt.After seeing the two people stop, they couldn't help but speak.

Zhang Jing nodded.

"I've heard for a long time that among the six real people in Longhushan Tianshi Mansion, real person Fu Shouyang has the most old-fashioned personality, a little weird, and can't speak... I finally saw it today." Zhuge Kongping curled his lips.

He also heard that Fu Shouyang was actually trying to persuade him with kindness.

But the question is who would persuade people like this?

Look at Daoist Qianhe who also cares about Zhang Jing, what the two said is completely different!

Zhang Jing had calmed down slowly, and said with a light smile, "Needless to say, just wait until the exchange meeting starts."

Zhuge Kongping nodded, looked at Fu Shouyang, who still had an angry face, and many people below who were looking at Zhang Jing with strange eyes, and there was an unusual smile on his chubby face.

Didn't have to wait long.

In about a quarter of an hour, all the members of the Taoist sect who participated in the exchange meeting arrived.

In the front row, besides Zhang Jing, Zhuge Kongping, Bai Rourou, Liu Zhixu, and Fu Shouyang, there were two more people.

One is Daoist Yan Bichen, whom Zhang Jing has met, one of the leaders of the northern Taoist sect, whose strength is unfathomable, and one of the most promising candidates in the Taoist sect to step into the realm of celestial masters.

The other person is Xue Daoyuan, a master of the Kunlun School of mages who Zhang Jing has never met, but is somewhat related.

That is Yan Qingfeng's uncle, Yan Qingfeng mentioned it to Zhang Jing during dinner yesterday.

The two came together.

Yan Bichen saw from a distance that there was an extra person sitting in the mage-level seat. He was very happy at first, thinking that another mage-level fellow had heard the news of this exchange meeting, and was about to step up to see who it was.

Seeing that it was the young Zhang Jing, he was immediately stunned.

He wasn't angry, but asked Zhang Jing in a very gentle and gentle tone, did he sit in the wrong seat? Would you like to sit down?

Zhuge Kongping and Bai Rourou quickly stood up and explained, saying that Zhang Jing is a mage-level cultivation base, and his strength far surpasses their senior brothers and sisters!

But unexpectedly, Xue Daoyuan also said to Yan Bichen: "Yan Daochang, there are talented people from generation to generation, and a new generation is better than the old ones. Although this Daoist Zhang is young, his cultivation is not weak at all. You don’t have to worry about being qualified to sit here. You’ll know what’s going on later.”

Yan Bichen was very surprised when he heard this, and looked back and forth at several people twice.

But since Zhang Jing had three major mage realms as guarantors, it must be reasonable, so he nodded and sat down without saying much.

Then Xue Daoyuan bowed his hands to Zhang Jing again, and said with a smile: "Daozhang Zhang, thank you for saving my nephew's life when you were in Chang'an City."

"You are polite." Zhang Jing stood up and bowed his hands in return.

Looking down, he immediately saw Yan Qingfeng, who stood out from the crowd, with long hair and wearing a white robe, scratching his head and smiling embarrassedly at him.

It seems.

Going back last night, Yan Qingfeng told his uncle Xue Daoyuan the details about himself.

It seems to be pinching the time.

After all the people who were supposed to arrive from the Daoist sect arrived, the masters of the oriental magic world also arrived in Baiyun Temple.

A group of more than thirty people walked towards the Lingguan Hall in a mighty manner and stood on the other side of the square.

Baiyun Guan didn't have the good intentions to prepare seats for their group of "kicking hall" orientals.

But even if there are no seats, their positions are very interesting.

Headed by Michiko and his sister.

In addition, there are nine other people lined up with two people at the center.

They are masters whose cultivation is comparable to that of a sorcerer, and there are 11 of them in total.

There were originally 12 people, but Miyamoto Qinyin was killed by Zhang Jing the day before yesterday, so one was missing.

As for Huaxia Daomen, even if Zhang Jing and Bai Rourou were added to the Mage Realm who were not on the list, there were only seven of them.

A difference of five places!

Both sides are looking at each other.

Michiko's eyes locked directly on Zhang Jing and Bai Rourou.

"There are two more mage realms. A woman is rare."

"Ok?"

"So young? Mage realm? Are you kidding me?"

"What kind of conspiracy is this? Or is this person's status too noble? Or, is there really no one in the Huaxia Taoist sect, so they pull a young junior to make up the numbers? Ridiculous!"

Michiko shook her head.

Even the Taoist sect didn't believe that Zhang Jing was a master in the mage realm, so Michiko naturally didn't believe it either.

She is not a fool.

How could it be possible to be a mage at such a young age?

It is impossible to have such a genius in the world of Oriental magic, let alone the declining Chinese Taoist sect.

So Zhang Jing was automatically ignored by her, nothing to be afraid of.

She locked her eyes on Bai Rourou.

Because Bai Rourou has lived in Beiman Mountain for more than ten years, guarding the thousand-year-old tomb, there is very little information about her, and she echoes the image of a mysterious master.

Michiko whispered to the strong man beside her: "Elder brother, it seems that the murderer of Miyamoto Qinyin is this woman. It must be very difficult to kill Miyamoto Qinyin easily. She must be regarded as the second only to Yan. The masters of Bichen will treat it!"

The strong man said in a deep voice, "I know."

Chapter 450 Purgatory True Fire!

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