The auditorium was spacious and it became a little popular after all major sects took their seats.

Seven of them sat in nine seats, and the only two were empty were particularly eye-catching.

Zang Hailing, the only representative of the three sects, sat alone in the middle of two vacant positions. He was still wearing a black suit and a cold face. He was carrying a long sword behind him. Judging from the scabbard, it was five or six points similar to the Red Blood White Bone First Emperor Sword.

Lao Dan, the head of the Huo Lian Sect, asked Yu Man with a stern face, "Why haven't Senior Yin Xuan arrived yet? Did you notify me?"

Yu Jun said: "I have notified."

Abao found that he was actually quite interesting. Except for the emotional fluctuations that could be seen when we first met, he always looked like a puppet who could walk and talk. His whole face only had his eyes and mouth moving, and the other parts were like wood.

Lao Dan looked over the counterclockwise wind and looked over the faces of the heads of various major sects, and then said slowly after a while: "Since Senior Yin Xuan is unwilling to participate in the meeting, let's start first."

No one discussed it.

The needles falling in the auditorium can be heard.

A moment of embarrassment flashed across Lao Dan's face, and his eyes couldn't help but look at Zang Hailing.

Zang Hailing first looked at Lian Jingfeng and Tan Muen. Seeing that they avoided their gaze, he looked at Du Shentong, the head of Tongshen Sect.

A hint of embarrassment flashed in Du Shentong's eyes, his eyes rolled, and he smiled and said without a smile: "The leader of the conference is the host of the conference, you have an idea."

Lao Dan cursed the old fox in his heart, but at this time he was already showing goodwill. He naturally would not miss this opportunity to go down the stage and nodded, "Then let's start. But the theme of this meeting is an old story. The younger generation of disciples here may not know what happened back then, so I must first talk about the background of that year. That should have happened a hundred years ago."

"Is a hundred years a hundred years two hundred years or three hundred years? What year was it AD?" Abao asked.

Lao Dan was stunned for a moment and said for a while: "About 100 years ago, in 18th AD."

Abao wanted to say something else, but Sima Qing pulled it out without any trace, and then he stopped talking in disappointment.

Lao Dan said: "A traitor appeared among the three sects. He not only used sweet words to deceive the sect's treasure, but also stole the treasure of another sect and the three sects to take care of a treasure together. For this reason, his master was punished because he had no face to see people among the same people! You said, will everyone be punished by such a person who deceived his master and destroyed his ancestors without humanity?"

When Abao looked at him, he really felt like he saw the live version of Zuo Lengchan.

The too quiet auditorium made Lao Dan's face unable to get out. He looked at Du Shentong and hinted with his eyes.

Du Shentong: "I don't know who that person is, and which faction is the victim?" These two questions are very clever. First, it means that he is not aware of this matter, first put himself in an outsider's position, and second, it will push this matter to the sect of tricks in an understatement.

After he said this, Zang Hailing naturally could not remain silent anymore and slowly spoke: "The one who was stolen was the treasure of the Red Blood White Bone First Emperor Sword of the Treasure of the Town Sect."

Abao snorted coldly in his heart. Although he didn't know why the treasure of the Crescent Sect fell into Yin Xuan's hands, he believed for no reason that Yin Xuan was definitely not the one who deceived his master and destroyed his ancestors as described in the story. There must be another world here. If you analyze this story carefully, there are all kinds of flaws. For example, the death of Master Yin Xuan, the version he heard about before was obviously pissed to death, but why did it become suicide in the blink of an eye? He didn't believe that the head of the Ghost and God Sect would be so useless. He ran to commit suicide for such a little thing. Anyone who is a little more normal would choose to clean up the portal?

Lao Dan pretended to be surprised and said, "Is it the Red Blood White Bone First Emperor Sword, one of the four major artifacts?"

Abao wanted to vomit when he heard it. The performance was so bad. He regretted that he had thought he was like Zuo Lengchan before. In terms of IQ, Zuo Lengchan still belongs to the category of normal people. He was only talented and had poor luck. He worked hard and had never been perverted by Yue Buqun. He coughed dryly and was about to speak, but a cold voice rushed in front of him.

"I didn't rob, nor did I steal."

With the sound, Yin Xuan slowly walked in through the door.

The retro robe and dazzling waist-length hair will attract attention no matter where you go, but Abao feels that he is different in his attention to him, because he is already familiar with Yin Xuan's appearance and it is difficult to be surprised. His gaze on Yin Xuan may be described as longing. He wishes that he could rush over, hug him tightly, and announce to everyone that this person belongs to him and that others should not be touched.

When Abao waited for Yin Xuan to sit down in the Ghost God Sect, he realized what he had just thought, and his whole body suddenly felt as if he was struck by lightning, completely burned. Even Yin Xuan looked at him without even paying attention.

As soon as Zang Hailing met Yin Xuan, the aura of the Taoist bone fairy wind on his body immediately disappeared. He frowned tightly, and his eyes were full of hostility when he looked at Yin Xuan. "Is the Red Blood White Bone First Emperor Sword in your hands?"

Yin Xuan said: "Yes."

Zang Hailing sneered: "Are you going to tell me the next sentence that the sword is given to you?"

Yin Xuan said: "No."

Zang Hailing said: "What is that?"

Yin Xuan said: "Your father knows."

Zang Hailing was stunned, his eyes narrowed slightly, "What does it mean?"

Yin Xuan changed his statement, "The head of your sect knows it."

Zang Hailing stared at him for a long time before slowly saying, "Do you know that my father had a stroke, that's why he said that?"

Yin Xuan was slightly surprised, but his face was very calm.

Zang Hailing said: "My father's greatest wish in his life is to be able to see the Red Blood and White Bone Sword with his own eyes. I must achieve it for him." When he said that, his teeth were biting tightly, as if expressing a determination to do it.

Yin Xuan said: "Where is your father?"

Zang Hailing looked at him suspiciously.

Yin Xuan said: "Let him see."

Zang Hailing said: "I will bring it to him personally if I hand over the sword."

Yin Xuan looked at him indifferently.

This kind of attitude alone was enough to make Zang Hailing feel angry and then he wanted to get angry.

Lao Dan saw that the two were in a dead knot, afraid that they would really fight. After all, the situation is more difficult than he thought. There are few sects who really stand on their side. If you really start fighting, you may not be able to gain the upper hand. He said, "Everything must be reasonable. Since Senior Yin Xuan has a clear conscience, why don't you explain what happened back then?"

Yin Xuan's eyes slowly swept across his face, "Who are you?"

"Lao Dan, the head of the Fire Refining Sect." He was slightly angry, and Yin Xuan's questions made him feel embarrassed in front of everyone in the nine major sects.

Yin Xuan said: "What do you have to do with you?"

Abao almost wanted to jump up and applaud. That is, when he first saw Yin Xuan, he knew that his ancestor was definitely not a fuel-efficient lamp. Moreover, he had never seen any big scenes of the ancestor. Who would he scare such a formation? Humph!

Even though he was a distance, Lao Dan could see the indifferent mockery in Yin Xuan's eyes. Coupled with the various gazes of other sects, he felt as if countless needles were pricked on him, and a scorching stinging on his face. Lao Dan's eyes twitched strangely twice, and after a while, he said: "Three sects and six meridians, the same qi is connected, one is damaged, and one is prosperous! What you did has already shamed the nine sects!"

...

Zuo Lengchan’s upper body!

Abao almost pointed at his nose and screamed.

When Lao Dan jumped, Zang Hailing calmed down. He looked at the sect that was standing by from beginning to end, and slowly said: "Every industry should have rules for every industry and every industry. Even bandits are taboo to eat bad things. We..."

Pan Zhe suddenly said: "Vote."

All eyes were all focused on him all at once.

Laudan stared at him with his eyes as if he wanted to find clues of the conspiracy on his face.

Unconsciously, what Pan Zhe said caused a surging change in the hearts of all parties. The old god said: "Voting is the most popular and fair way at present."

Lao Dan laughed twice. Although he had the idea of ​​voting for a long time, it could even be said that it was his purpose of holding this conference, but it made him feel guilty when he said it from Pan Zhe. Among the six sects, the most mysterious one is undoubtedly the Jiqing Sect, which has a close relationship with the Tiandao Sect. Legend has it that they have maintained a certain degree of contact with the Tiandao Sect, which is the Shenlong, which has seen its head but not its tail. Therefore, when the Tiandao Sect was absent, the opinions of the Jiqing Sect can be said to represent the opinions of the Jiqing Sect to some extent.

Which side will he stand on?

Lao Dan's eyes were rolling.

"I agree." Lian Jingfeng finally spoke.

Tan Muen sat beside him and quickly agreed.

Abao was anxious. He grabbed Sima Qing's bitter sleeve and pulled it, and then pulled it again.

Sima Qing said bitterly: "I agree too."

Abao: "..." He lowered his head, pressed against Sima Qing's painful ears, and gritted his teeth in a low voice, "Master! Are you sure that the ancestor will win?"

Sima Qingku shook his head honestly.

"Then do you agree?"

Sima Qingku looked innocent, "Didn't you ask me to agree?"

"...I'll let you object!" Abao controlled the volume while controlling his anger, which was very hard.

"Uh." Sima Qing looked at him awkwardly, "What should I do now?"

Abao looked at Yin Xuan worriedly, but found that the other party was also looking at him, but when the eyes of both parties touched, Yin Xuan's eyes quickly moved away. Abao suddenly felt a sense of loss, and thought of Yin Xuan's natural thoughts when he entered the door, and a panic arose in his heart. Could it be that he was celebrating Yin Xuan...

Although the ancestor is as beautiful as a flower, but...

Although the ancestor is very capable, but...

Although the ancestor is upright and reliable, but...

He is a man!

Abao couldn't imagine their future. He dared not think about Yin Xuan's future because he didn't want to watch Yin Xuan marry and have children at all. He didn't dare to think about his own future because he had no one to marry and have children at present, unless the partner was... the future of the two of them was even more so. Shande's family passed down from generation to generation. If his sleeves were broken, their family's incense would be cut off.

The more he thought about it, the weaker he felt. He almost fell into panic involuntarily. He couldn't even hear what the heads of other sects said, and his ears buzzed.

"Since everyone agrees," Lao Dan's eyes slowly swept over Zang Hailing and Du Shentong who later voted for approval, and finally fell on Yin Xuan. "I think Senior Yin Xuan wouldn't refuse, right?"

Yin Xuan crossed his hands on his chest and said without comment: "Even if you disagree, you will propose that the minority obey the majority, right?"

Lao Dan deliberately pretended that he didn't hear the ridicule in his words, "Then, let's vote. Think..."

Pan Zhe said: "This kind of voting should be anonymous."

Lao Dan said: "Does President Pan think there is something shameful?"

Pan Zhe said: "I'm just for fairness."

Laodan said: "Where is unfair to open votes?"

"Previous voting can save some unnecessary interference factors." Pan Zhe paused, and his eyes turned to Sima Qingku, "What do you think? Sima Chief?"

Sima Qingku didn't seem to have expected Pan Zheran to talk to him on his own initiative. He stared at him for a while before saying in a rough voice: "If you don't have a name, you won't have a name."
To be continued...