In the Sifang Pavilion, Xiao Ling and Wang Chang met at the same time.⊥,

Tianjing, Dongcheng, Gu Shangshu’s backyard.

The flowers that used to be bloomed have now become ruins; the glazed color of the past has now become black and black...

The phoenix flame from the phoenix arrow completely turned the famous scenic spot Kuobao Pavilion in Tianjin into ruins, and also ruined a small bridge, flowing water, winding paths, and the private gardens that were extremely ingenious were ruined.

Shangshu and his family were surrounded by a group of people, all of whom were covered in dust and lost their souls.

The people were carrying basins and buckets, coming and going, but they were just acting. Anyone with discerning eyes could see that they could not be saved here!

There were vaguely women sobbing and men asking uneasyly.

He rushed back home from the government office and stared at the mess, suddenly grabbed a manager: "Who? Who did it? It seems that he already knows?"

The manager nodded instinctively, swallowed his saliva and moistened his throat, and told Xiao Ling that he had shot a arrow from a thousand meters away from Kuabao Pavilion.

"Are you sure it was the leading cultivator who did it?" Gu Di, the Minister of Revenue, asked repeatedly, his old face twitched.

"Yes, everyone in the city saw it. It is said that there are so many people, so many people..." The servant swallowed, but he dared not say the following words.

"What's wrong with many people?" Gu Di asked.

"Many people, many people..." The manager gritted his teeth, "applauded and said he was good at ejaculation."

Gu Di was stunned.

Seeing that the master was still moving, the in charge of the businessman made a final blow: "It is said that the prince was there at that time, and there were Grand Marshal Guo and the Prince of the Prince... The prince was still leading the way to applaud."

As the butler said, Gu Di's body trembled, becoming more and more violent, and suddenly turned into a roar: "Okay! It's good to burn! It's good to burn!"

The hysterical roar made everyone look at it. The young women wiped away their tears and looked at their husbands worriedly. The servants who came and went paused and did not dare to disturb their master at this moment. The thoughts that had changed in their hearts were almost the same: No, the master was crazy...

Gu Di just smiled like that, leaning forward and backward, tears were about to come out.

Just as my family was getting more and more worried, a sudden voice came: "Mr. Gu, you are also an important official of the court. Just be happy for a while if you should be happy, keep your demeanor!"

A young man wearing a brocade Taoist robe, gorgeous clothes and a sinister face appeared outside the ruins at some point. He looked at Gu Di's crazy laughter and said with a sword in his arms.

Behind him was a black scarf masked, tall and short, fat and thin, men and women following.

"Sweep..." The servants in the Shangshu Mansion were immediately highly vigilant, separated by the uninvited guests and Gu Di.

But Gu Di waved his hand and told them not to panic. This is his own person.

After leaving, he took the young man into a secret room, whispering and didn't know what he said. It took him a long time to come out.

When the young man led his subordinates to walk past the ruins of Kuabao Pavilion and left the Gu family, his eyes fell on the ruins and could not bear to leave for a long time.

"Your strength seems to have improved a bit. But..." He couldn't help but say, "I never thought that in order to leave you kid here, I will ask the Immortal Order to pull you into the Battle of Gods."

"Kaka," the young master of Longhu Mountain's joints rings and his face is distorted. "The Battle of the Gods will be long, but tonight, boy, your fate will come! After waiting on the List of Gods, you will watch how my Danxia Realm can scatter here and win the Battle of the Gods!"

"At that time, will I sign you as the star of the Death Gate? Or the star of the dangling? Or the star of the tongue? Or the star of the curling tongue? Let me torture and humiliate every day... Hahaha!" Thinking of the pleasure, the young master of Longhu Mountain couldn't help laughing and sighed in his voice.

"At that time, you will know the consequences of offending me, Zhang Boye!" He pressed his chest with his hands, gritted his teeth, and felt like he was crazy.

Sifang Pavilion.

Xiao Ling was furious and had a cold war because of the sudden and inexplicable chill.

With his arms folded, he came to Park Rou's room and knocked on the door: "How are you doing?"

There was a tinging dong dong in the room, and there was a noise. Park Rou's voice came: "Don't worry, this is my strength!"

Peng Shuai's voice came, very narcissistic: "You really can't accept this thing when you are talented!"

Another female voice sounded, and it was Diao Chan: "You kid remember it for me, this is the third time! If you didn't say that you had nothing to do every day, and you would have to wait for the rest of your life, eating whatever you want, and watching whatever play, I will strip you alive!"

Well, looking at the spirit, what you prepared should be the same. Xiao Ling thought to himself and said, "The time is coming, so let's go if you prepare."

At this time, the sky was getting dark, bustling and noisy, and it passed in an afternoon without realizing it.

As time went on, the second night of the junior high school cultivator who participated in the competition did reach a total of 6,000 as expected before he could completely stop.

If someone comes, he will definitely be a master on the third night of the junior high school. I don’t know how long it will take. The time axis of the mission space has always been at will and does not stick to the rules. If you want to use the immortals from heaven to the sky to reach the daytime and space flow mission to enter the mission from the darkness of the night to the dawn of the morning, and then you will have a water in your mind.

The time for the Nine Dragons Night Banquet is set at the end of Xu and the beginning of Hai and the beginning of the night, that is, nine o'clock in the evening.

Judging from the time, there are more than three hours left, which is enough, but in fact... the ones to be hosted are 6,000 people!

The Enthal Platform is a layered pyramid structure with a circumference of more than 100 meters and stacked from bottom to top. If the space is arranged layer by layer, it will be more than enough to accommodate 6,000 people. Not only is the space spacious, but it is not affected at all on all levels and listening to music and dancing.

But... the banquets for six thousand people need to be arranged one by one; the food and drink for six thousand people need to be in full swing; the relevant streets require martial law, and the entire outside of the Chengxiantai needs to be guarded. The manpower and material resources mobilized are not ordinary levels.

Of course, those things are not related to Xiao Ling and other guests. All guests have to do is to take the table and then start eating, that's all.

But the emperor's banquet was not so easy.

Some royal etiquettes always need to be learned and explained a little, right? That’s six thousand people.

How do you sit from top to bottom? You also need to make some arrangements in advance? After all, they are all cultivators with great integrity and arrogance. How can you make it if you don’t make good arrangements?

Which ones get together, which ones get together, and what are they have a feud. If you get together, you can have a fight after drinking a few cups of cat urine? That’s six thousand people!

Of course, there are also things that are necessary to attend the royal banquet, body search... carefully and carefully check whether they have any contrabands, such as swords, bows and crossbows, poisons and other contrabands. Although the immortal family has inventory and space bags, ordinary people cannot understand it at all, the royal family always has to take care of the face. There are another 6,000 people!

What Xiao Ling did throughout the afternoon was to half-select a group of representatives from the cultivators, which was considered to have established a temporary management organization.

The highest level is him and his friends, plus the other twenty-five people, forming a top level with a total of thirty people, each with two hundred people under its jurisdiction.

Among the two hundred people, there will be twenty team leaders, each of whom manages ten subordinates.

In this way, if there is something to arrange, just find thirty senior executives.

Thirty people basically included all the influential mountain gates in the Qinghuang world with great reputation and surnames. The heads of these mountain gates, and the other mountain gates followed, with reasonable arrangements and no one opposed them.

As for Xiao Ling’s five friends, he has no doubt that he has become a senior executive. Although many people are surprised that they have hardly heard of the Star Sect sect…

When the flower rack is set up, no one knows how efficient it is and how the orders are transmitted from the top and the bottom are.

And the night banquet is even a rare opportunity to train troops.

Seeing that the time was almost the same, Xiao Ling quickly summoned these people and ordered one task after another.

The situation is much better than Xiao Ling expected. Perhaps it is because of the good reputation of saving countless people? Perhaps... it is because of the shocking power shown by Xiao Ling's collapse of a building with an arrow? Perhaps... there are any undercurrents and hidden tricks hidden under the surface, and they also need everything to go smoothly and the night banquet is held safely?

In short, cultivators are obedient and work hard, and all matters are carried out step by step.

In just over an hour, each team and group reported, and the etiquette training had been completed; and the resolution on seating arrangements was also unanimously approved by all senior management.

All senior officials agreed that this was a battle of the gods, a war that was related to the fate of time and space flow, and no personal grudges should be brought into it. When the banquet venue was at the top, the senior officials sat on the top, and the team leader led their respective teams, and there was no dispute over the seats in order according to the number.

If someone can't control his temper or drink, there are two ways. If the plot is lighter, leave by yourself. Whatever you like in the Battle of the Gods, just don't disturb everyone's plan; if the plot is serious, please go to the List of the Gods!

When the weather was dawn, everything was almost done. The cultivators lined up a long line of just formed. Under the leadership of the imperial guards and the Tianjing government runners, they walked all the way from the Sifang Pavilion outside the city, crossed the river, and arrived at the magnificent immortal platform.

Accept inspections one by one and take the stage in order.

Although it was in the night, the lanterns were still brightly lit.

There are hundreds of people over one person tall, and they are vaguely human-shaped candles, starting from the hair on their heads, burning and shining on the immortal platform.

When a group of cultivators talked about it, they could vaguely hear the word "lighting the sky lantern".

Xiao Ling sneezes.
Chapter completed!