The leader of the Tang sect and Qingyousan people attended the seat, and other people with status in the martial arts world also sat down one after another.

There are not many seats in the main hall, almost all of which are set up for the leaders of the major sects. As for the disciples, let’s stand aside to watch the ceremony.

No one has any objections.

There are his own levels in the world. Ordinary disciples come to be familiar with each other and it is worth seeing heroes from all walks of life. This trip is a great eye-opener.

Therefore, almost most of the eyes are on those sects. If you can become familiar with each other, and then go around the world and brag about it in the future, then there will be topics of conversation.

Yu Mo mingled among the crowd and did not walk above the main hall. He looked around with Tang Jing and others to observe the people in the world.

Tang Jing was so excited that he kept rubbing his hands and said, "Brother Mo, it's so interesting that you brought me here this time. I actually saw so many people in the world. Hehe, I can brag as much as I can in the future. Who has our experience in our school? Those little bullies in the school are just small-scale quarrels, and they are not worth mentioning at all."

At the beginning, Tang Jing was bullied a lot in school, and he was always obsessed with it. At this moment, he felt proud. Looking back, those little bullies were just little kids, not worth mentioning, not worthy of fear.

Yu Mo was afraid of patting his shoulder and said, "The world is just the tip of the iceberg of this world."

"I have benefited a lot from the tip of the iceberg, hehe." Tang Jing was very satisfied. He didn't know that there were other more mysterious places in this world.

Regarding this hero conference, Yu Mo just chose to briefly introduce it. Tang Jing and others actually didn’t know the specific meaning.

The crowd gradually became quiet. After all, the heads of the sects had already settled down, and in front of the leaders, the disciples of each sect did not have the courage to make noise.

However, there are two seats left above the main hall, which is particularly eye-catching.

"Is there any other sect leader who hasn't come?"

Everyone looked at each other.

"Didn't you say that someone from Tianlong Temple came? Why didn't you see it? One of the seats must be left to Tianlong Temple."

Someone said it well-informed and said it strangely.

"Tenlong Temple!"

There were screams in the crowd.

There are many legends about Tianlong Temple, but they are too mysterious. Most people in the world have never seen it before. This time I was really lucky to have a glimpse of the Tianlong Temple.

"It's not just Tianlong Temple, look at the Qingyousan people, who are people from Lingshan, and her disciple Qingcheng, are all first-class masters. They have never had the chance to see such legendary characters before." Someone pointed out again.

Everyone immediately looked at Qingyousanren and Qingcheng, and their eyes were full of awe and admiration.

"Hey, have you noticed that Qingcheng is becoming more and more attractive the more you look at it, and he is also a real beauty."

"Yes, I realized that I didn't think it was at first, but after a few more glances, I was deeply attracted by the breath on her body."

"Shh! You're looking for death. You're talking nonsense like this. Be careful that if they listen, you will be in trouble."

"Yes, this is blasphemy."

Everyone said something and said something, and quickly shut up again, looked at Qingcheng secretly, and quickly withdrew their gaze.

Suddenly, a little novice monk walked out of the main hall. It was the Buddhist son of Tianlong Temple. He walked into the main hall step by step. Wherever he passed, the crowded crowds automatically separated a road, which could not stop him at all.

The crowd immediately discovered this scene, was surprised, came to their senses, widened their eyes, and whispered: "This is the person from Tianlong Temple."

"Is there only one little novice monk?"

"Yes, aren't there any other masters from Tianlong Temple?"

The crowd couldn't help but feel a little disappointed.

The little novice monk turned a deaf ear and walked straight to a seat.

The crowd was a little disappointed, but when they saw the little novice monk passing through the crowd like no one could touch his body, they couldn't help but feel horrified.

After all, there are many people in the crowd who know the goods.

You can see the extraordinary nature of the little novice monk at a glance.

"Shh! Don't talk nonsense. This little novice monk is not simple. He has much higher cultivation than you."

Others gradually saw the clues and slowly silenced, not daring to talk nonsense anymore.

Gu Haoran walked out of the crowd and hurriedly greeted the Buddha's son, saying kindly without losing respect: "Son of Buddha, here is the seat."

Gu Haoran was responsible for receiving various major sects. He had seen the Buddhist son for a long time, and could not help but be fascinated by the Buddhist son's character. The Buddhist son is really not an ordinary person. As long as he comes into contact with him, this feeling will be even stronger.

The Buddhist son put his hands together and bowed politely to the heads of various sects.

The heads of the sects returned gifts one after another.

"Son of Buddha, why didn't your master come?" The leader of the Tang sect asked casually and straightforwardly.

"There are many temples in Tianlong Temple, and the master has no time to clone it, so he sent me here. The master said that reading ten thousand books is worse than traveling thousands of miles. I have read ten thousand books, but I am not traveling ten thousand miles." The Buddha's son said slowly.

hiss!

Everyone took a breath and was shocked by the message in his words.

At a young age, he had read thousands of books. These thousands of books were not messy books, but treasured classics in Tianlong Temple.

Most people misunderstand this, but the leaders of the major sects do not at all, and they will not doubt his words.

Where is the identity of the Buddhist son of Tianlong Temple defeated? Where can there be any fake one?

Yu Mo also looked at the Buddha's son in surprise and whispered: "The Buddha's son is really amazing."

Tang Jing rolled his eyes and asked, "Brother Mo, who is better than you?"

Yu Mo smiled but said nothing.

Zhuang Yushu punched Tang Jing and said, "Of course my master is amazing."

Tang Jing suddenly realized and nodded quickly: "Yes, it must be Brother Mo who is powerful, there is no doubt about this."

Yu Mo didn't rush to answer because he didn't know either.

There are many masters in this main hall, but except for the major leaders, there are only two of the younger generation who cannot see through it.

One is the Buddhist son, and the other is Qingcheng.

If someone else hears this, he will definitely be shocked.

What kind of cultivation is Yu Mo, he can't see through these two people. These two people are not old, so can they be even more powerful than Yu Mo?

This almost exceeded their perception.

Yu Mo felt more expectation in his heart and his eyes were lit. This hero conference was really interesting. Not only could he meet fellow workers in the world, but more importantly, he met these two people.

In fact, these two people have already surpassed others. They are about the same age as Yu Mo, but they are so mysterious that it is hard to see through. How can Yu Mo not be curious?

The Buddha's son sat down.

The discussions gradually lowered, and their eyes fell on the last seat.

All the Buddhists have come out, so which sect is left?

They took a look and did not find that the sect was missing.

"Oh, have you forgotten? Who did you start this hero conference? We all forgot that person." Suddenly, someone slapped his thigh and woke up from his dream.

"Yes, Yu Mo, where is Yu Mo? That seat must be for Yu Mo."
Chapter completed!