The first fairy of the United States

Everyone saw Ye Wentian sitting at the top and holding a girl in his arms. Taoists are not rigid in matters or limited, but they don't pay much attention to rules. The respected old monks just looked at them with a smile, and some foxes who wanted to rely on their old age to show off their old age. The Rats didn't dare to ask questions when the people in the front row didn't express their opinions.

The Master of Liuyun Temple took a sip of tea and said first:

"I, Liuyuntian, am the temple master of the Qingcheng Ancestral Court. Today I have summoned fellow Taoists from various sects to discuss important matters. I only mentioned them briefly in the previous letter. Let's all give each other our names and get acquainted with each other. We will discuss this matter in detail."

"Wudang Li Jinglin!" Li Jinglin stood up and saluted around him, setting an example. Others saw this and no longer hesitated.

"Zhongnan Quanzhen King Chengfeng!"

"Qingwei Qiuchi!"

"..."

"Shenxiao Situ Nanxiao!"

"Longhushan Zhang Jing!"

"Maoshan Linjiu!"

"..."

"Um~Ziwangfeng Ye Wentian." Everyone has finished their introductions, leaving only Ye Wentian who has not introduced yet. He can't say Maoshan, otherwise people will have to think that we all have one seat, you Maoshan If two people from one party occupy two seats, wouldn't it make people feel unhappy?

When everyone heard about Zuowangfeng, they didn’t know what sect it was. They all had doubts in their eyes, but they couldn’t ask more questions. Only Liuyun Guanzhu asked softly:

"Which one is sitting on Wangfeng?!"

Ye Wentian's face was expressionless, but he pointed his hand toward the southwest. Liuyun Temple Master immediately understood that this was not pointing to Zuowang Peak in Qingcheng Mountain. He curled his mouth slightly, but in his heart he was thinking, are you lying? !There isn’t even a ghost on that mountain peak!On the surface, he just said "hmm" and pretended to know this sect.

Ye Wentian didn't bother to explain. He was just here to make soy sauce. You guys can continue to talk about yourselves.Uncle Jiu had long recognized Ye Wentian, but he didn't say hello here.

Originally, the Master of Liuyun Temple had invited more than 60 Taoist sects this time. As soon as the other party received the letter, more than 20 sects immediately responded and refused, not wanting to participate in the matter at all, and pretending to be reclusive.

There is an inscription engraved on this letter, which contains a hint of the Qingcheng ancestral court. It allows the person who receives this letter to reply. There are only two simple messages "Agree" and "Reject". Qingcheng Mountain can Sensed immediately.

In the end, only these forty positions were arranged, and only 28 people actually showed up. It can be said that people were distracted.

There were no warrior sects invited. On the one hand, it was because martial arts was difficult to achieve and it would be difficult to play a big role against the foreign cultivation world. Secondly, warriors had already integrated into the secular world.

As for Buddhism, there is a saying that it is Buddhism in prosperous times and Taoism in troubled times. Everyone will understand that most of them have closed their gates long ago and are deaf to what is happening outside the window. They cannot even invite people.

Therefore, from ancient times to the present, Taoists go down to the mountains to save the world in troubled times, and Taoists in prosperous times retreat to the mountains and forests.Now only the Zen Shaolin monks and soldiers are outside to protect the people in the surrounding area from harm. There are scattered eminent monks walking around the world to save all sentient beings. However, the number is too small and it is difficult to gather together, let alone the others.

In Ye Wentian's perception, these 28 people were all in the late acquired cultivation level or above. Except for Li Jinglin, who was No. 1 in martial arts and had different status, the others were all ranked according to their cultivation level.

In addition to Master Liuyun Temple, there are three other people who are higher in cultivation than him and are also senior monks in the innate realm.

Zhang Jing, who came from Longhu Mountain, had acquired perfection like himself, and sat opposite him.Uncle Jiu was an acquired perfection who had fallen from the innate realm, but in terms of status, he could not compare with Zhang Jing, a descendant of the Heavenly Master, so he sat below Zhang Jing.

The one at the front of my side is Wang Chengfeng from the Quanzhen Sect. Qingcheng Mountain is the holy land of the Longmen Sect, and they both belong to the Quanzhen sect. The Zhongnan Mountain side must send a Xiantian to show off.

The first and last beauty was Qiuchi from the Qingwei sect. Judging from Ye Wentian's view of the beauties of later generations, this Qiuchi could also be called a peerless beauty.

He looked like he was only in his twenties, but he was gifted and had good facial expressions. He couldn't tell his exact age. Qiuchi started to look at the two of them as soon as they sat down. He looked at the two of them with a smile like a flower, as if they were looking at each other. Like children.

Ye Wentian couldn't stand the fiery look in his eyes. He tilted his head slightly. Imagine meeting a stranger for the first time. He looked at you like he was looking at his son and asked you if you were afraid? !

Ye Zixuan was not afraid at all, she just felt that Qiu Chi's smile was so warm, and Qiu Chi reached out to hug her. Ye Zixuan did not refuse at all, and ran into Qiu Chi's arms, and quietly whispered in Qiu Chi's ear, "Sister, You’re so pretty.”

Qiu Chi smiled sweetly and kissed her a few times, completely leaving Ye Wentian aside...

"The purpose of this meeting is to discuss resisting evil spirits and heretics. Our Chinese Taoism has flourished since ancient times and is the best in the world. We have never been invaded by foreign cultivators.

Nowadays, the world is in a state of war. The Japs, the Western Holy See, werewolves, vampires, and Asan Brahmins are waiting for the opportunity to come to China to burn, kill, and plunder cultivation resources.

This is a provocation to our Chinese cultivator community. This time our Qingcheng Ancestral Court is willing to take the lead in starting this war in the cultivator community. Anyone who offends our Chinese cultivator will be punished no matter how far away! ! ! "The Master of Liuyun Temple pointed to the core with his words.

"Even if you are far away, you will be punished!"

"Even if you are far away, you will be punished!"

"..."

Everyone yelled out the last sentence, which made the listeners angry. They couldn't help but use their magic power when they shouted. This thunder-like shout resounded for dozens of miles around the Qingcheng Ancestral Court, in the mountains and forests. There were echoes that lingered for a long time.

Even Ye Wentian was no exception. He was a Chinese cultivator. This invasion of external evil was also closely related to him, and he felt a surge of blood when he heard it.

"Evil heretics, only one sword. Kill them!"

The person who spoke was Shushan Lifeng, who was under Li Jinglin's command. He was also in the innate realm. He lived up to his name. The edge of his sword was sharpened, but his whole body was sharp and full of murderous intent.

Coupled with thick eyebrows, big eyes, a burly figure, and a full beard, it adds a bit of ferocity. Except for not carrying a long sword, she is simply a replica of Yan Chixia from the Republic of China.

Although Ye Wentian is not very fond of Shushan Sword Cultivator, he quite agrees with what this person said at this moment.

Then everyone began to speak and discuss the details. Each sect was responsible for the province where it was stationed. Some sects had few people and low cultivation, while other sects sent people to help.

Anyone who is willing to come has a patriotic heart. At this time, everyone is united. Even if some sects practice heresy, there is no scheming.

The specific policy is to start from the inland and drive those outsiders to the border. These evil heretics find it difficult to resist the power of the monastic community and will inevitably gather together.

At that time, each sect will contribute its own efforts, sending out monks with high cultivation and strong skills, and attack from all directions to keep these evil heretics on the border.

If there are any changes in the plan, we will adapt to the situation and leave messages at each other's door to communicate with each other and provide support at any time.

Ye Wentian did not say what contribution he had made, because apart from being a protector of Maoshan, he was alone. He only said that he had a good relationship with the chairman, Mr. Sun, and that the other party owed favors.

For matters such as resisting foreign enemies, if the family and the country are united, Mr. Sun will definitely help. It is up to him to discuss it, and then the army will help to contain it.

Everyone heard it and no longer had any objections. With the help and restraint of the army, the journey would be smooth and everyone would be able to carry out the plan better. This kind of contribution is already huge.