Chapter 115 Immortal Gate Conference And going to so much trouble to get something that is dispensable seems like something Suguang would do. He Qing was lost in thought when Yun Tian asked again, "Are you just going to let the matter of that young demon who sneaked into your sect go?" He Qing came back to his senses and said calmly: "The most important thing now is to prevent the demons from releasing the devil to wreak havoc on the world. Dividing the combat power to deal with the demons will only lead to losses." Yun Tian snorted coldly: "If this kind of insidious and cunning boy appeared in my Guanghan Sect, I would definitely hunt him down for thousands of miles and never let him go." Hearing Yuntian cursing at Suguang, Heqing felt somewhat uncomfortable, but considering that Yuntian was speaking up for her, it was hard for her not to be moved, and she said with emotion: "Brother Yun is straightforward. There are many people who have come to Beifeng to test me in the past few days, but you are the first one who firmly believes in me." Yuntian said: "Why? Someone still doubts you?" He Qing gestured for him to look at his courtyard: "All the peaks are crowded with people, but my place is still the same as usual, which shows that they don't want to have anything to do with me. So, Brother Yun, you are too close to me, be careful not to be implicated by me." Even though the leaders of the four peaks of Lingshan issued a statement equivalent to a joint statement, it still couldn't stop some people from questioning it, and some even suspected that the five leaders of Lingshan were in collusion and deliberately shielding He Qing. Although the Lingxiao Double Swords Technique came out and the auspicious beast Green Ox appeared in the world and diverted a large part of the attention, it ultimately failed to clear He Qing's suspicion. He Qing was also very clear that he was not innocent, so he wanted to remind Yuntian that it was better to protect himself. Unexpectedly, Yun Tian waved his hand and said, "This is easy. Let my Guanghan Sect set an example. From today on, I will live in your North Peak until the end of the conference. Let's see if anyone dares to suspect that my Guanghan Sect is also colluding with the Demonic Path."
He Qing: ...That's not what I meant... Yuntian patted Heqing's shoulder heavily and said, "Your five major sects in Lingshan have been the leaders among the sects for tens of thousands of years. You occupy the most advantageous geographical location and have mastered most of the ancient books and techniques. It is normal for some people to be jealous. Don't take it too seriously." He Qing didn't know whether to laugh or cry, and suddenly he understood why Guanghan Sect had become a paradise for sword practitioners. Even the sect leader was such an upright, straightforward and heroic person, so one could imagine the character of his disciples. But no matter what, the matter was settled. Yuntian was a man of his words and he immediately notified Xuan Qingzi to move from the largest neighboring peak other than the Five Peaks to the North Peak. All of a sudden, the originally deserted Yaoguang Sect suddenly became noisy. The Guanghan Sect is not like ordinary immortal sects. The disciples of this sect like to keep the precepts if they like, and don't keep them if they don't want to. Their personalities are more carefree than one another. During the day, they are either practicing in various places in Beifeng and making final preparations for the Immortal Sect Conference, or they are flying around in the sky on their swords, making endless clanging sounds. At night, they would sit in the yard, under the corridor, or near the cowshed drinking. When they were drunk, they would fall asleep on the ground. In high spirits, they would even use the small kitchen of the Yaoguang Sect that had been silent for half a year. From appetizers to main meals, there would always be someone sneaking in to start the cooking, not considering themselves outsiders at all. As a result, Gu Changnian and Yue Qingru felt uncomfortable. The two of them were responsible for more than twenty people, all of whom were troublesome. They were already extremely busy in just one day. Gu Changnian was fine. Although he and Hua Chiyu were forced to stop practicing, he did not say a word and continued to do what he was supposed to do, leaving Le Qingru and Qingniu, who was disturbed all day long, wailing every night. He Qing, who had long been accustomed to quietness, was also disturbed. He vaguely felt that the commotion caused by the Guanghan Sect was even more troublesome than the few days when the Yuling Palace came to stay temporarily. In desperation, he had to ask Yue Qingru to go to the mountain gate to invite a few disciples from the mountain gate to come and help for a few days. It was impossible to control them, so we just hoped that they would not make a mess. In such a chaotic day, the Immortal Gate Conference finally began. The venue was set up at the martial arts arena closest to the main peak, which was a small mountain specially used for sparring. On the first day, the sky was clear and cloudless. Five sturdy stone pillars engraved with spells stood around the martial arts arena, and the various immortal gates gathered in all directions in the distance. Xuan Qingzi stood at the main seat to welcome the guests, and at the same time once again explained the participation restrictions of this immortal gate conference and reiterated the rule of stopping at a certain point. Qi Guanrui stood beside He Qing and whispered, "I remember that when I came to the Immortal Gate Conference with Grandpa last time, there were no stone pillars like these." "Oh," He Qing explained, "It's because you were almost accidentally injured by the disciples who attended the meeting that time, so these stone pillars were added. After they are opened, they will set up a barrier to prevent the magic from rushing to the stands." Thinking of the past, Qi Guanrui couldn't help but smile: "Come to think of it, it was all thanks to you that time." He Qing looked seriously at the first group of disciples who came on stage, and said gently: "No way, even if I didn't take action at that time, Senior Qi Guan would have protected you." Hearing He Qing's distant and polite words, Qi Guanrui sighed with some disappointment. He had to temporarily put his thoughts aside and focus on the martial arts arena. Probably because they all came here for the sword manual, most of the disciples who came on stage, regardless of which sect or school they came from, used sword techniques. But obviously, after all, they were not their own life-saving magic weapons, and they did not feel comfortable to use no matter how they looked at them. Of course, there were also some leaders who discovered when they first arrived at Lingshan that the disciples of Lingshan were all practicing the same sword technique. Naturally, they guessed that Xuan Qingzi had "leaked the questions" in advance so that their people could come out on top more easily, so they gave up the sword technique and used the conventional duo team to fight. Immortal sects like the Five Peaks of Lingshan or Guanghan Sect usually won't take action in the first one or two days of the conference. This is an unwritten rule among the strong. After all, it's just for communication, and the disciples who take part are basically newcomers. If they don't know the importance of the event, and suppress the smaller sects on the first day, who would be willing to come and suffer in the future?
However, due to the special circumstances this time, everyone wanted to compete for the ancient sword manual and magical weapons. Near dusk, some experienced disciples from the immortal sect had already come on stage. Since someone took the lead, other immortal sects naturally followed suit. So, the first day, which was the least exciting in history, became a fierce battle at the end. Various magic techniques were used in a dazzling manner. Until the sun went down, Xuan Qingzi stopped the first day's schedule and announced that it would continue at the same time tomorrow. In previous years, after the competition was suspended, all the immortal sects would gather together to review the game, but this year, as soon as it ended, everyone dispersed, flying away like a flock of birds, and in an instant there were only a few people left. Xuan Qingzi looked at the deserted venue, stroked his beard and sighed, "I don't know whether this method of recruiting people widely is good or bad." Thank you all for your recommendations~! Please don’t support books… (bow with tears) (End of this chapter)