"I'm Shen Luo. Greetings, Fellow Daoists." Shen Luo bowed to everyone and turned to look at the person behind them.
She was a tall woman dressed in a gray and white Daoist robe. She was dressed like a Daoist nun, and her face was covered with a white veil.
Seeing Shen Luo looking over, the woman looked back at him without hesitation, but she didn't seem to want to greet him.
Shen Luo could only smile awkwardly and salute her, but the woman still didn't react.
After they walked back to the lotus pond, the woman finally spoke to Shen Luo and the others under Lin Qianqian's recommendation.
Shen Luo learned that the sect she belonged to was the Tai Ying Temple, a Daoist sect that only had female nun disciples.
At this moment, two rays of light shot out from the sky and slowly descended.
When the escape light landed on the ground, a halo spread out from it, and two figures appeared from it. One looked ordinary, and the other was extraordinarily handsome.
Seeing the appearance of the two people, especially the handsome man in white who smiled warmly at everyone, the surrounding disciples of Mount Putuo burst into cheers.
"Senior Brother Zhou, it's Senior Brother Zhou …"
"Senior Brother Zhou Yu is simply amazing …"
"Junior Sister Nie is really blind. How could she reject Senior Brother Zhou …"
The crowd outside the square discussed incessantly. Many people rejoiced, but they also felt indignant for Zhou Yu.
…
Wei Qing frowned slightly. He seemed to be disgusted by this scene.
Zhou Yu, who was enjoying this kind of treatment, noticed the slight change in the expression of the man beside him. He immediately waved his hand and shouted, "Silence."
In an instant, a gentle and majestic wave of sound rolled out from the square, and the crowd's discussion suddenly stopped.
"Thank you for your support. This year's Immortal Apricot Conference will be held as scheduled. I was entrusted by my sect to preside over this conference. If there is anything inappropriate, please forgive me," Zhou Yu said.
"A disciple will preside over the entire conference?" Shen Luo was surprised and asked in a low voice.
"This Immortal Apricot Gathering is a place for junior disciples to exchange pointers and exchange pointers. Therefore, the authority has been given to me to preside over it. Didn't we also come here alone without any elders accompanying us? Besides, don't underestimate Senior Martial Brother Zhou Yu; he's only been cultivating for a little over 100 years and is already an early-Grandascension Stage cultivator, "Lin Qianqian explained.
Upon hearing this, Shen Luo's eyebrows twitched slightly, but he didn't say anything.
At this moment, he was still thinking about another thing. Why was there no trace of the people of Dragon Palace? Even if the journey was long, they should have shown up at this time.
At this moment, a pale yellow escape light flew over from a distance. The figure rotated lightly and slowly landed on the square like a goose yellow spirit butterfly.
Shen Luo's eyes lit up, and he couldn't help but smile. Nie Caizhu had arrived.
"Junior Sister Nie, why are you here?" Zhou Yu, who was speaking, asked with a stiff expression.
"Greetings, Martial Uncle Wei and Senior Martial Brother Zhou." Nie Caizhu stepped forward and bowed.
Wei Qing just nodded and didn't say anything. He just wanted this ceremony to end as soon as possible.
Zhou Yu thought of a certain possibility, and a trace of imperceptible anger flashed through the depths of his eyes.
"Junior Sister has been ordered by the Sect Master to replace Senior Martial Sister Lu to participate in this Immortal Apricot Gathering in order to break through the bottleneck as soon as possible," Nie Caizhu said with a smile and cupped her fists.
"Changing the person at the last minute, this …" Zhou Yu frowned slightly and said awkwardly.
"It doesn't matter. Since it's the Sect Master's order, we will naturally obey," Wei Qing said without waiting for him to finish his words.
"Yes, thank you, Martial Uncle Wei and Senior Martial Brother Zhou," Nie Caizhu smiled brightly and bowed to the two people. Then, she walked toward Shen Luo and the others.
When Bai Xiaotian saw her coming, he tactfully stepped aside and left a space for Nie Caizhu.
The latter walked over naturally and stood beside Shen Luo. Suddenly, the audience booed.
"Cousin, what's going on?" Shen Luo asked with a sound transmission.
"For the Immortal Apricot, I'm here to help you," Nie Caizhu said simply.
When Shen Luo heard this, his eyes were full of smiles. He didn't continue to ask anything. This answer was enough.
"By the way, do you know why no one from the Dragon Palace is participating?" He suddenly remembered this matter and asked.
"The day before yesterday, I heard from Master that there seemed to be some internal problems in the Dragon Palace of the Four Seas. Donghai just sent a letter saying that they would be absent from this gathering, but didn't give a specific explanation," Nie Caizhu replied.
When Shen Luo heard this, he couldn't help but have a bad feeling in his heart.
Outside the square, Li Shu and Wu Ming were standing side by side in front of the crowd. Beside them stood a slender woman with a high nose bridge and slanted eyebrows. She was dressed in a black robe and her hair was tied up high. She was dressed like a man.
"Senior Martial Sister Lu, this … what's going on?" Li Shu looked at the situation on the stage and couldn't help but ask the woman beside her.
She was none other than Lu Ying, who was replaced by Nie Caizhu.
"What else could it be? For her fiancé, she begged me to give up my spot … I really don't know what's so good about Shen Luo," Lu Ying sighed and said helplessly.
"What about the Sect Leader …" Li Shu asked tentatively.
"There's no order from the Sect Leader. She acted first and reported later. This time, it's inevitable that she will be implicated and will be punished," Lu Ying said, looking more and more depressed.
"Continue to court death …" Wu Ming, who was at the side, couldn't help but laugh coldly in his heart when he heard their conversation.
The day before yesterday, when he told Zhou Yu about the relationship between Shen Luo and Nie Caizhu, although the latter looked calm, his fists on the table couldn't help but clench so tightly that his knuckles turned white.
Wu Ming believed that the more intimate Shen Luo and Nie Caizhu acted, the more ruthless Zhou Yu would be in the future.
"This show is really getting more and more interesting …" Wu Ming was pleased and couldn't help but mutter.
"What show?" Li Shu asked, looking at him blankly when she heard this.
Wu Ming looked embarrassed and hurriedly waved his hand and said, "Nothing, nothing …"
When Li Shu heard this, she didn't say anything and looked at the stage again.
After a short loss of composure, Zhou Yu regained his calm and continued, "Because there are fewer people in this Immortal Apricot Meet, it's slightly different from the previous ones. It's no longer a competition between participants, but a training in a mystic realm."
"Training in a mystic realm? What kind of competition is this …"
"If it's not a competition, how do we watch it …"
The surrounding crowd suddenly burst into discussion.
"Mystic realm … Is the Hualien Mystic Realm going to reopen?" Some of the more experienced disciples had already guessed the situation.
In the square, Shen Luo and the others were also quite surprised. Obviously, they didn't know beforehand.
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