Seeing Ye Ming was a little surprised, the big man hurriedly explained: "Senior! We are indeed the Thunder Guards beside Lord Tyrant, but Lord Tyrant has not yet arrived here. We went to Jiuxian Mountain first to strengthen the order here. When Senior Saint Emperor came here earlier, he specifically told us to wait for Senior Ye here."

"I see."

"Senior, you have come from afar and must be a little tired. Your palace in Yingxian Palace has been prepared long ago. I will lead you inside to have a rest for a while." Although the big man was born with a burly figure, his words made people feel as if they were in spring breeze.

"Lead the way!" Ye Ming nodded.

"Yes, please come in, senior!"

The four guards bowed respectfully once more before slowly flying away on the road that was just a mile to the left.

Ye Ming stepped on the ground, and with a flash of white light, the spirit boat shrank rapidly, becoming only two or three feet in size in the blink of an eye, and the people inside suddenly appeared out of thin air on the deck in front.

Then the spirit boat followed into the sea of ​​fog in a grand manner.

After passing through the sea of ​​fog, you can see nine giant mountains not far away.

The four body cultivators in front flew straight to one of the giant peaks without any stopping.

"Senior, the nine peaks ahead are the Nine Immortal Mountains. Usually, we and the demon race control four of them respectively. The highest one, the 'Flying Immortal Peak', is a free place. Normally, the two races will not send people to station there. The main venue of this Wanbao Conference is on the highest 'Flying Immortal Peak'. Now some cultivators from our two races who are proficient in earth-related magical powers and the demon race are arranging the entire mountain day and night..."

In this way, the big man in the lead introduced Jiuxian Mountain and the relevant situation of the Wanbao Conference to Ye Ming while flying.

Not long after, the group arrived at the foot of a mountain.

There, a large number of buildings were connected together, almost covering most of the mountain.

Among these buildings, a magnificent white jade palace is particularly eye-catching. It is three or four hundred feet high, divided into ten floors, and is extremely magnificent.

Surrounding this palace are hundreds of extremely exquisite attics.

"Senior Ye, the highest palace is the Yingxian Palace. All seniors in the Fusion Stage can bring their disciples to occupy one floor. Each floor of the palace has a special teleportation array, so you can be directly teleported to the public hall on the first floor without having to pass through the floors below.

The surrounding attics are prepared for the seniors in the Refining Void Stage. However, only the fusion cultivators like you are qualified to enter this place. In addition to this place, there is a similar welcoming palace under each other mountain peak, which can accommodate all the fusion cultivators who come to the meeting. "The leading man introduced it attentively.

"Has this house in front of us already been occupied?" Ye Ming became interested when he heard this.

"My Lord, this fairy palace only has the Immortal Minshui who came a month ago and his disciples. There is no other senior in the fusion stage." The big man replied honestly.

"Which floor does this Minshui Master live on?"

“The top floor.”

"Then let's change one. I want the one on the top floor." Ye Ming said without question.

"Yes! Please follow me, senior." The big man did not dare to have any opinion. After bowing honestly, he took Ye Ming and flew to the left.

After crossing two mountains, they arrived at another Yingxian Palace after a while. The appearance of this palace was very similar to the previous one.

After the leading man went forward to negotiate with the guard on duty, the guard ran into the palace.

After a while, the guard came out again, and with him came a black-faced old man in a black robe. His eyes were shining, and he had the cultivation level of the initial stage of Refining Void.

"This must be Senior Ye Ming. I didn't know you were coming, so I, Geng Han, was unable to come out to greet you. I hope you will forgive me." The old man took a few steps forward, saluted Ye Ming from a distance, and said respectfully.

"You're welcome, Brother Geng. Are you the manager here?" Ye Ming said calmly after looking at the other party for a few times.

"Yes, senior! Just now, Mr. Meng has told me your requirements. The top floor of this Yingxian Palace has not been chosen by you yet, which just meets your requirements. You can go and take a look first. If you are not satisfied with anything, I will help you change it immediately." The old man said in a flattering manner.

Ye Ming nodded calmly, and under the guidance of the other party, he entered the hall on the first floor of Yingxian Palace. The entire hall was hundreds of feet wide, and the walls and the ground were all glittering, inlaid with fist-sized white night pearls, which illuminated the hall with crystal light, making it look like a fairyland in the Dragon Palace.

There are some tables and chairs made of white jade placed around the hall, sparsely distributed in various corners.

In the center of the hall, there is a light silver teleportation array, about seventy or eighty feet in size.

The old man walked directly to the magic circle and was about to go in, but at this moment the magic circle flashed silver light, as if it had been activated by someone.

Seeing this, the old man naturally stepped aside.

A moment later, there was a flash of silver light, and three people appeared in the magic circle.

Standing in the middle was a middle-aged man with a pale golden complexion. A quick glance at him revealed that he was a cultivator in the late stage of the fusion realm. His magical powers were extremely profound and it seemed that he was not much inferior to the Three Emperors and Seven Demon Kings such as Tianyuan Saint Emperor.

Moreover, this person had an inhuman cold aura surrounding him. Just a glance at him from a distance would make people feel inexplicably frightened.

On the left of this person was an old man in a green robe with a thin face, who was in the middle stage of the fusion realm. When this person saw Ye Ming and his group, he was stunned at first, then his eyes swept over Ye Ming, but his pupils shrank involuntarily, revealing a look of shock, which he quickly concealed.

Although this change was brief, Ye Ming caught it. He was stunned and looked at the old man again. He felt that this person's aura was somewhat familiar, but he couldn't remember who he was for a moment, and felt a little confused.

After putting aside his doubts, Ye Ming looked at the last person. This was a handsome young man wearing a brocade robe, but there was a blood mole on his face as big as a little finger that was particularly eye-catching.

"Meet Senior Long!"

Geng Han, who brought Ye Ming in, immediately bowed deeply to these people after seeing them.

The three of them had no chance to understand Geng Han's intention. The golden-faced monk in the lead walked straight towards Ye Ming.

"This fellow Daoist looks a little unfamiliar. I heard that several decades ago, a new fellow Daoist named Ye Ming who was in the late stage of fusion appeared in our human race. Could he be you?" The golden-faced monk said to Ye Ming while bowing.

"It's me, fellow Taoist, you are..." Ye Ming said lightly.

"I am Long Yue, nice to meet you, Fellow Daoist Ye."

"Your surname is Long. You should be the ancestor of the first True Spirit family, the Long family." Ye Ming's heart moved.

“I don’t dare to claim the title of the number one family. It’s just that everyone favors me.” The golden-faced monk said modestly.

"Haha, fellow Daoist's cultivation is unfathomable, not much inferior to the Three Emperors and others. In my opinion, the power of the Long family can be ranked on par with the Three Realms!"

"Fellow Daoist Ye, please be careful with your words. How can our small Long family be compared with the Three Emperors. However, if you can join our Long family, that would be another matter. I, Long, hereby solemnly invite you to join our Long family and create great things together with me. What do you think?" When the ancestor of the Long family heard this, his face changed and he extended an invitation to Ye Ming.

"Thank you, Brother Long, for your kindness. I am living very well in Tianyuan City and have no plans to move to another place for the time being." Ye Ming smiled.

"That's such a pity!" The ancestor of the Long family looked regretful.

"I have come from afar today and feel a little tired. How about we meet up with fellow Daoist Long another day?" Ye Ming looked back at his fellow Daoist and said.

"Hahaha, sorry for disturbing you. Please go ahead, Fellow Daoist Ye. I will definitely visit you again some other day!" The ancestor of the Long family said with a smile.

"Farewell!"

After Ye Ming bowed, he took a few steps onto the teleportation array, and Chen Qiaoqian and others followed closely behind him.

After Geng Han chanted a few spells, a silver light flashed and everyone was teleported away.

(End of this chapter)

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