Inside the mysterious underground palace, all the members of the Four Seasons Mountain River Sect were waiting for the arrival of the Sacred Lord.
The twelve House Lords were not even worth mentioning in this situation.
Even the Four Seasons Hall Lords were only minor characters.
"This year's annual meeting is so grand. It's different from the past."
"The previous annual meeting was hosted by the four House Lords, but this time it seems that the House Lords are just supporting characters. Is the Sacred Lord going to show up personally? "
Hearing the secret whispers behind him, Zhuo Bufan's sword-like eyebrows straightened, like a sharp sword unsheathed, and there was a hidden edge in his eyes.
"Dong!"
Another wave of sound came and echoed in the vast underground palace. It was like a bell in the mountains, shaking people's souls.
The four Hall Masters on the high platform turned around and waited quietly with their heads bowed.
Behind the vermilion door, a song of 'Shiyao' was being sung for no reason.
The voice was neither male nor female, but it was like the sound of nature.
The spring rain shocked the clear valley, the summer was full and summer was connected.
The autumn dew came, the autumn frost came, the winter snow fell, the winter was cold.
Every word of Shi Yao's shook one's soul. It was as if her voice had come from ancient times. Every time she spoke a word, a familiar figure would appear on the high platform.
"The Song of the Twenty-Four Solar Terms?"
Zhuo Bufan was shocked. Sure enough, twenty-four men and women appeared on the high platform.
Each of them was more powerful than the House Lords of the Four Seasons Hall.
"Old Zhuo, it's Sister Mo Qiu and Sister Su Hong."
Broken Star River, who was standing in front of Zhuo Bufan, immediately saw Mo Qiu and Su Hong on the stage.
The two of them were standing in front of Zhuo Bufan and the Eight Seasons Hall.
"I see." Zhuo Bufan was enlightened.
"So Sister Mo Qiu and Sister Su Hong are the twenty-four Sacred Envoys of the Four Seasons Mountain River."
Apparently, Zhuo Bufan was not the only one who was shocked. All the Ri students were stunned when they saw the twenty-four Sacred Envoys appear out of nowhere.
No one would have thought that the two mysterious people who were with them in the Four Seasons Mountain River were the twenty-four Sacred Envoys of the Four Seasons Mountain River.
"Since when did the Four Seasons Mountain River have 24 Sacred Envoys? Why didn't we know about it? "Broken Star River asked in confusion.
Even many of the large sects in the outside world didn't know about this.
The strength of each of the 24 Sacred Envoys far surpassed that of the Four Seasons Hall Master. What a powerful organization this was!
Zhuo Bufan had once witnessed Sister Mo Qiu's brilliance. Using A Leaf to Know Autumn, he was able to travel through the Five Plum Mountains and subdue the master of the Plum Mountains, the eight-hundred-year-old Plum Demon.
Such a divine ability was shocking to the ears.
Mo Qiu was an existence that Zhuo Bufan had seen so far. Perhaps he was second only to the Light God of the Temple of Charms and the mysterious Mirror Lord of Qingshui Villa.
And there were twenty-four such existences in the Four Seasons Mountains and Rivers.
Zhuo Bufan finally understood why no sect dared to find trouble with the Four Seasons Mountain River. This was because the Four Seasons Mountain River itself was a huge problem.
"Old Zhuo, which of the 24 solar terms do you think Sister Mo Qiu and Sister Su Hong correspond to?" Broken Star River asked quietly.
Zhuo Bufan calculated in his heart and answered, "August. The two corresponding solar terms are the White Dew and the Autumn Equinox."
"Sister Mo Qiu should be the Autumn Equinox, and Sister Su Hong should be the White Dew."
Zhuo Bufan had once heard Mo Qiu use the Autumn Equinox Godly Technique to split Xiao Mei's Cloudy Dream Illusory World into two.
Now that he thought about it, Mo Qiu had already revealed her true identity at that time. She was the Autumn Equinox Envoy of the 24 Sacred Envoys of the Four Seasons Mountain River.
"Old Zhuo, look at the two Sacred Envoys on the far right. They look exactly the same, and they're so damn beautiful."
Broken Star River had his eyes on the beauties among the 24 Sacred Envoys. He realized that almost half of the 24 Sacred Envoys were women, and each of them was as beautiful as a flower.
There was also a pair of very cute sisters.
They had long snow-white hair, and even their eyebrows were white. What was even more surprising was that their pupils were also snow-white.
They were wearing the same snow-white plush dresses and holding the same crystal balls in their hands. They looked like two identical snowflakes in the depths of winter.
The appearance of the two girls attracted the attention of many men.
Zhuo Bufan could not help but take a few more glances at them.
"Standing in front of the Twelfth Lunar Pavilion, they should be the two Solar Envoys of the twelfth lunar month, Big Frost and Little Frost!"
Big Frost and Little Frost instantly became Broken Star River's little cuties. In his mind, he was imagining some scenes that were not suitable for children.
"You'd better behave. None of the 24 Sacred Envoys on the stage are people you can mess with. Any one of them can easily wipe out more than 300 of us."
Looking at the 24 Solar Envoys, Zhuo Bufan had a vague feeling that this year's annual meeting might not be as simple as it seemed.
He learned from other people that this was the first time the 24 Solar Envoys had appeared at the annual meeting. They did not know the identities of the 24 Solar Envoys before this.
He looked at the 24 Solar Envoys on the stage. He could feel the energy that each of them exuded.
The shock in Zhuo Bufan's heart could not be any greater.
This was the true strength of the Four Seasons Mountain River. No wonder the Four Seasons Mountain River dared to claim to be the world's number one assassin organization. There was no existence that they could not kill.
Zhuo Bufan was almost certain that the 24 Solar Envoys were all experts in the second stage of cultivation.
If he guessed correctly, all of them were above the Golden Core level.
In other words, each of them could kill Crow Taoist in a second.
For example, experts above the Gold Core Realm could at least sit in the position of Chief Elder in some of the large sects.
In the Western Cultivation World, among the 36 orthodox sects, the number one sect, the Xiaoyao Sect, only had ten chief elders.
However, the Four Seasons Mountain River already had twenty-four chief elders.
One could imagine the gap between the two sects.
If the Four Seasons Mountain River was not an organization of itinerant cultivators, it would have been the number one sect in the Western Cultivation World.
"What kind of person could form such a powerful Four Seasons Mountain River?"
"I really want to see the Sacred Lord."
Zhuo Bufan's heart was suddenly burning with passion. He wanted to see what kind of person "Tai Sui", who had formed the Four Seasons Mountain River, was.
So far, Zhuo Bufan had heard too many rumors about Tai Sui, the Sacred Lord of the Four Seasons Mountain River.
When he was studying in the Talisman Castle, it was rumored that Tai Sui was the previous Yu Zun of the Temple of Charms.
Zhuo Bufan had stayed in the Talisman Castle for three months and basically understood what kind of person the Yu Zun was.
In the Temple of Charms, the most difficult things to achieve were the Soul Talisman, the Space Talisman, and the Eon Talisman.
Among them, only two Venerables had been born in the Eon Talisman. The second Venerable had died five thousand years ago.
In other words, the position of the Eon Talisman had been vacant for five thousand years in the Temple of Charms.
One could imagine how noble the position of the Yu Zun was in the Temple of Charms. Basically, every First Temple Master of the Temple of Charms was a Soul Venerable or a Yu Zun.
If Tai Sui was really the previous Yu Zun of the Temple of Charms, then it was very likely that Tai Sui would have become the First Temple Master.
Such a candidate had come to the Western Cultivation World a hundred years ago and established the terrifying Four Seasons Mountain River.
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