> In the face of Jiang Mu's proposal, everyone had no objection.

Now they have long been people on Jiang Mu's boat, and they naturally obey Jiang Mu's plan.

Some people are even considering whether to send someone to send a message back and let their own sect become the next sect that pours out red dust.

After seeing Jiang Mu and Kunli's skills, they thought more and more that the future of the Qingzhou Domain was pouring red dust.

Therefore, for the Sunset Red Team plan proposed by Jiang Mu, he also raised his hands in favor.

"Sect Master, then what should we do?"

Zhang Yuanbao was even more excited.

Jiang Mu looked around at everyone and said, "For this award receiving activity, for your performance, I mainly highlight a pretense." "

Pretend?"

Everyone is puzzled, what to pretend? Could it be that

"It's very simple, it's pretending!"

Jiang Mu said the conjecture in everyone's hearts.

"First of all, our momentum cannot be weaker than others, although our faces are old, our mental outlook is good."

"Secondly, the clothing should be uniform, the tone should be consistent, and the behavior should be consistent."

"I have to let the supremes think that there are hidden big people behind our Qingzhou Domain, so they dare to be so arrogant."

Jiang Mumo held his chin, in fact, these are not important, the important thing is to subtly let these cultivators of the Qingzhou Domain think that they are people who dump red dust.

"So, let's all wear our uniform clothes that are full of red dust, good-looking, unified, just because we have excess."

Jiang Mu said.

Everyone, you look at me, I look at you.

"This feeling is good, in this way, it seems that our Qingzhou Domain is one, and it looks formal, and it is no different from the big sect."

Zhang Yuanbao clapped his hands and applauded.

"Not only that, those juniors of the first and second realms of the Divine Bridge must also dress like this, after we are high-profile, there will definitely be many cultivators to spy on us, but we can't show our stuffing."

Jiang Mu added: "I think that your reputation will soon spread back to your hometown, and those Daoist friends and juniors will be happy for you." "

Senior Brother Kun, this matter will be left to you, Lao Zhang and they will assist you."

Jiang Mu said to Kun Li again.

He had to establish some majesty for Kunli, this Qingzhou Domain was not his Qingzhou Domain alone.

"Good."

Kun Li did not refuse, nodding in agreement.

In the days to come, everyone will be free.

In the entire city, as long as it was a cultivator from the Qingzhou Domain, they had changed into uniform begonia colors, and only a few cultivators from other cities were out of place.

It has been renewed, but it has the appearance of a regular army.

............

The lively days have arrived.

One after another, monks gathered in the heavenly city, and there were palaces in the city, and only a few monks could enter.

In the palace, there are seats and food.

Naturally, only the cultivators on the Tianjiao List and the Freshman List could enter it.

The Tianjiao list is first, and the freshman list is behind.

One after another, monks entered their seats.

"Senior Fu is good, junior is polite."

Fu Xun slowly walked into the hall with the cultivators of the Divine Realm, and the cultivators of the Divine Bridge Realm continued to say hello, and they all bowed to this saint who was the number one in the Tianjiao list.

Fu Xun was silent, his face was as usual, and he walked to his position, the first row of the seat, the closest to the high platform in front.

"I can really pretend, huh."

Ao Ziyun, who had already entered the venue, sat next to Fu Xun, and was very unhappy in his heart.

"Brother Ao, I heard that you were beaten in City 2872, are your injuries better?"

Fu Xun sat down with his legs crossed, and said with a flat face.

"I'm fighting, isn't it normal to get hurt?"

"Fu Xun, don't look down on people, no, look down on the dragon, the top Tianjiao present will not be the opponent of that person in 2872 City, I don't know what you are pretending."

Ao Ziyun said with a big grin, and the two words of unhappiness were written all over his face.

"Oh?"

Hearing this, Fu Xun became interested and wanted to ask further, but Ao Ziyun was silent.

"Brother Fu, I haven't seen it for a few years, and it's becoming more and more inscrutable."

"Brother Ao, hello."

Gu Liufang came from behind and sat in her seat.

Fu Xun smiled slightly, without words.

One after another, the major monks entered one after another.

The seats are arranged according to ranking.

There are only ten seats in the first row, which is the top ten of the Tianjiao list.

The second row was increased to twenty seats, from eleventh to thirtieth.

The third row was increased to thirty seats, and so on.

So the whole seat looks half-sectored.

Three of the first ten seats have been seated, and after a brief exchange, there are no more words.

Fuguang Holy Son Yan Shituo and Fu Shake Saint Luo Zheng came together.

Then the two women, Sun Ruo and Xianli, followed closely behind, attracting the fiery attention of many cultivators.

Taikoo Hui Yue also walked to his place and did not communicate with others.

It was not until the last stipulated moment came that Qi Heng slowly entered.

However, behind Qi Heng, there were eight more people.

They were Qing Yu, Qiu Yan, and Zhang Yuanbao and others.

The figures of everyone quickly attracted the attention of most of the cultivators, and they all guessed their identities.

Qi Heng, who walked ahead, was a public figure that everyone recognized.

The second cultivator looked extremely handsome, with green clothes and lotus embroidery, which was probably the fourth Qing Xi on the Tianjiao list.

The third cultivator gave people a feeling that no one should be approached, and he was extremely cold, very similar to the rumored void Yan.

The fourth monk in the back was an old man wearing begonia-colored clothes....

Not only him, most of the six people behind looked older, and only one woman looked quite young and beautiful.

The cultivators present were dumbfounded, they really couldn't guess the identities of Zhang Yuanbao.

Until everyone was seated, Zhang Yuanbao sat in the third seat in the second row.

"Groove!"

"This old man turned out to be the thirteenth on the Tianjiao list!"

"The cultivators of the Qingzhou Domain, this age looks a little out of place..." Most

of the cultivators present did not seem to be older than middle-aged.

Although there are some elder-looking monks, they are not ranked very high.

In fact, when you practice to the level of quasi-saints and saints, you can see your talent and understanding from your age.

If you are no longer young, it means that most of them stop there.

There is not much life left, where is there time to climb up?

Of course, this is the most, common situation, and there is no shortage of old and accomplished people in the immortal cultivation world.

Zhang Yuanbao sat down, which surprised the nearby cultivators.

Is this man the thirteenth ranked monk?

Judging from the breath, how is the quasi-saint cultivation, it is not that this person hides his true cultivation, but they can't see through it at the same level.

After Zhang Yuanbao sat down, he followed Jiang Mu's prompts and began to close his eyes and recuperate.

It is commonly known as pretending to be high and cold.

At the same time, Zhang Yuanbao and the others were almost the last group of cultivators to enter, according to Jiang Mu, this was called grasping the opportunity to enter the market.

Sure enough, it became the focus of the eyes of the cultivators present, and even overshadowed the biggest black horse Qingyu.

"These cultivators in begonia-colored costumes are all sitting in the second row, looking at the seat position, could it be that they are the cultivators of the Qingzhou Domain?"

The monks present were dumbfounded.

What is this geriatric group?

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