Cheng Jinnan was also in a dilemma. On one side was the Shenmu Clan behind the Cheng family, and on the other was the Holy Master who was now the Shenmu Clan. He knew exactly who to listen to.

But the crux of the matter is who to choose. As the person who brings Shenmu Xuanyuan, the Holy Son of Shenmu, to Earth, Cheng Cheng was rejected by Feng Hao. Is it possible that his old bones should be chosen?

Even if he is willing, Shenmu Shengzi is not willing yet.

Feng Hao glanced at Cheng Jinnan, who looked hesitant, and said: "I have selected a candidate for you. When the Immortal Welcome Conference is over, let the Shenmu boy descend to the realm!"

Cheng Jinnan's eyes lit up and he nodded: "That's very good. I thank the Holy Master!"

"Yes!"

Feng Hao nodded lightly. He nodded and then said: "It's getting late, you all should go back to your room and rest!"

Cheng Jinnan and the other three looked at each other, then turned and left the room.

Cheng Cheng originally wanted to stay a little longer, but after remembering what the clan elder said just now, that Feng Hao was the Holy Master of the Sacred Tree, she felt that Feng Hao was too far away from her.

It’s so far away that it’s impossible to keep up with him in this life.

　……

At the same time, all the ancient cultivators on the land of China, under the invitation of the Longshi Group, began to gradually surface and sent out their respective families. The most talented and outstanding disciples, as well as the elders of various clans

The reason why the clan elders rushed here is probably because everyone knew some clues and knew that there were strong men from the immortal world descending to earth, so they supported him. The body with half of its feet in the ground rushed over.

If they can gain good fortune, they may be able to live a few more years, or even... the door to the fairy world may be opened for them.

As a result, an extremely strange scene occurred at SH Pudong Airport in the past two days. One after another, young people accompanied the gray-haired old man to the magical city of SH. Who didn’t know it? I thought it was a senior tour group.

The members of the Long Group who picked up the plane each drove a luxurious Maybach or Lincoln to pick up the representatives of the ancient Xiu Zhen clan to the hotel.

Time flew by in a blink of an eye, and the Immortal Welcome Conference held on the top floor of Jinmao Tower was officially held. Representatives from the ancient Chinese cultivators also arrived as scheduled.

The Chinese government also dispatched special forces to maintain order and prevent unpredictable risks. Zhao Yang, who was almost half a friend of Feng Hao, also participated in the Immortal Welcome Conference.

The Immortal Welcome Conference is like a grand cocktail party.

Feng Hao, who arrived at Jinmao Tower with Cheng Jinnan and three others early, saw Zhao Yang wearing the Cultivation Alliance uniform at a glance..

A smile appeared at the corner of Feng Hao’s mouth. It seemed that Zhao Yang still had some skills. He could even get an identity to enter such a situation

According to Feng Hao As you know, in this Immortal Welcome Conference, each ancient cultivator tribe only has three quotas at most, and the cultivation alliance only has five quotas in total, but they still got one of them.

Many representatives of the ancient cultivators who arrived in advance, when meeting familiar people, habitually bowed their hands in the way of cultivators.

Feng Hao and Cheng Cheng were sitting in the rest area nearby, looking at the representatives of the ancient cultivators coming and going. They always felt that these people in different costumes seemed to be attending a masquerade. If everyone It's more like wearing a mask.

At the same time, there is also a sense of déjà vu as the eight sects besiege Guangmingding.

Feng Hao’s spiritual thoughts swept silently over these monks from the ancient cultivators. The ones with the highest level of cultivation were only at the stage of becoming gods, similar to Cheng Jinnan, the elder of the Cheng family.

It was an old man with white hair, wearing a loose white robe, his eyes were slightly narrowed, and he had an invincible air.

The ones with the weakest cultivation have also reached Nascent Soul. They are all young heroes with arrogant looks. From time to time, their eyes always glance at Cheng Cheng, with a trace of lust emerging deep in their eyes. .

Ever since Cheng Cheng was rescued by Feng Hao with his original power, his temperament has been like that of a fairy who has fallen into the mortal world. Coupled with his rapid progress in cultivation, there is an invisible temperament in him that charms all living beings. Even if these young heroes are extremely talented, it is difficult to resist them.

"I wonder what clan this junior sister is a disciple of? My name is Duanmu Yang, and I come from Jade Dragon Snow Mountain."

At this moment, a handsome man in a suit and leather shoes spoke at the corner of his mouth He put on a smile and walked over with a glass of wine. He behaved and spoke very well, and his appearance did not belong to that of a popular star

If he were an ordinary person, he would probably feel hot all over, and he couldn't help but think He had to take off his clothes

But he met Cheng Cheng, who could only pretend to be one person in his heart. Naturally, he dismissed the handsome guy from the ancient tribe who approached him.

Feng Hao looked at Cheng Cheng with a half-smile but not a smile. As for the handsome guy from the ancient tribe, he was ignored by him

When Duanmu Yang saw that Cheng Cheng was not paying attention to him, he was not angry but happy. , used to seeing popular celebrities throwing themselves into his arms and Internet celebrities who want to have children for him, he has an uncontrollable feeling of conquest for a woman like Cheng Cheng who has a fairy temperament and seems to be full of aloofness.

He wanted to climb the icy snow-capped mountain in Shangcheng and sweat freely on it.

"Jade Dragon Snow Mountain is one of the five holy places for spiritual practice. I didn't know that my junior sister is..."

Duanmu Yang spoke again, but this time before he finished speaking, Cheng Cheng said coldly: "Get out!"

Buzz!

In an instant, Duanmu Yang only felt his head buzzing, and he was stunned on the spot. The other young disciples of the ancient tribe also looked here. He looked like he was watching a good show.

There are twenty-six ancient cultivation families, and the Duanmu family of Jade Dragon Snow Mountain can be ranked among the top five, and Duanmu Yang is also a genius who is famous among the ancient cultivation families in China.

I just didn’t expect that today I would lose all face in front of an unfamiliar female monk.

In fact, the twenty-six ancient cultivators are secretly in contact with each other. Occasionally, they will hold some competition conferences and use the spiritual treasures of their respective families as prizes. Therefore, for those with original qualifications, They all have some impressions

But Cheng Cheng... is not really a member of the ancient Xiuzhen tribe. It's just that his mother is the adopted daughter of the tribe leader Cheng Jinnan, and she has been kept outside in the Huashan Hotel before. Through experience, except for the disciples of the ancient Chinese clan who knew about Cheng Cheng, other ancient cultivators did not know her existence at all.

"You told me to get out? Haha!"

Duanmu Yang's face turned the color of pig liver, especially the glare from the fellow monks at the reception, and he almost couldn't bear it Constantly wanting to kill people.

After laughing twice, a hint of violence appeared in the depths of Duanmu Yang's eyes. It didn't matter who the nameless female monk was at the moment, only good treatment was the way to go.

The big hand stretched out, followed by the dragon shadow, and even a slight dragon roar. In an instant, a majestic wave of spiritual power burst out from Duanmu Yang.

"Hmph!"

Cheng Cheng is no longer the weak woman she was before. She snorted coldly, a murderous intent flashed across her eyes, her body flew up from the sand, and her fingers stretched out , five green silk threads were directly wrapped around Duanmu Yang, like spider silk, wrapping Duanmu Yang into a big rice dumpling.

Hiss!

Everyone watching the show gasped and began to look at Cheng Cheng with admiration. Sure enough, he had two brushes, otherwise there would be no one who would have the courage to scold the talented disciple of the Duanmu family in Jade Dragon Snow Mountain.