Nobody Truly Think Master is a Mortal, Right? Chapter 178: Wu Daozong is late?
Within Zhongzhou.
The headquarters of the Immortal Cultivator Alliance.
In the conference hall.
At this moment, many elders are jumping up and down like ants on a hot pot, very anxious.
They discovered that the Sejong Gate in Dongju hasn't arrived yet.
Although the Wanzong Competition will start five months later, it needs to arrive one month in advance to hold the Wanzong Convention.
That is to let the masters of the major sects meet each other.
But the Sejong Gate in Dongju hasn't arrived yet...
"What the **** is this Dongzhou Yin Sejong Sect playing? It's not coming yet. People from all prefecture sects are here, so it’s the Dongzhou Wudao Sect."
"It makes no sense. Since Dongju Yin Sejongmen has promised to come, it makes no sense to release the pigeons."
"Will it...Is it because Dongju Yin Sejong Sect didn’t know if it needed to come a month in advance?"
"Impossible, Wanzong Grand Competition is such a grand event. Don't Wudao Sect still know the specific rules? Any stronger sect knows the rules of the Wanzong Grand Competition."
"Wu Dao Zong is known to be passed on for three million years. Our Wan Zong Da Bi is...it seems not qualified to let people know the rules, right?"
"Do you fill in the invitation letter that you want to arrive in advance?"
"Yes, there should be no."
As many elders were talking, their voices suddenly became quieter.
They found that they had never stated in the invitation letter that they needed to arrive one month in advance to participate in the Ten Thousand Cases Conference.
I'm afraid that Wudaozong doesn't bother to follow the rules of the Ten Thousand Contrast, let alone know.
Now it’s okay, it’s embarrassing, a lot of sects are here, whether the ten thousand sects will be opened or not.
Open? Not waiting for other people's Wudaozong, this is not to lose face, let alone this is the first time Wudaozong has participated in the Wanzong Conference.
Not open? How to explain to that many sects?
"It's done, it's done, no more arguing."
Wu Yue, the leader of the Immortal Cultivator Alliance, waved his hand and stopped the many elders.
"The lord, you have come up with a way."
Some elders said so.
When the other elders heard this, they all turned their attention to Wu Yue, wanting Wu Yue to come out.
See here.
Wu Yue also feels a headache, but he has to come up with a method.
Who told him to be the leader of the Immortal Cultivator Alliance.
"Well, let's postpone this Wanzong conference for one month, and link it with Wanzong Big Competition, and cut off all the time in between."
"Declared to the outside world...that something happened in the League of Immortals Cultivators, and it will be delayed for one month, so that neither side will be guilty."
Wu Yue thought for a while, waved his hand and said.
He couldn't help it.
For his Immortal Cultivator Alliance, neither side is easy to offend.
On one side are countless large sacred gates, and on the other side is the Dongju Yin Sejong Gate, which has been passed down for three million years.
If this offends one party, it is estimated that the Immortal Cultivator Alliance will be wiped out.
Really responded to the words of those Immortal Cultivators League branch.
‘The holy land and the holy land are at odds, the alliance of cultivators intervenes, the alliance of cultivators disappears...’
I heard this.
Many elders can only nod their heads and choose this method.
If they don't follow this method, they have no other way.
"Now that things have happened, you can only do this, but the leader, you have to send someone to the border of Zhongzhou to stare at it. If the Sejong Gate of Hidden in Dongzhou comes, please come over soon."
"I'm afraid that in a month, Dongju Hidden Sejong Gate will be lively before it comes."
"What is this, the most fearful thing is that the hidden Sejong Gate did not come one month later. We started the Ten Thousand Sect Conference, and then halfway through, the Dongzhou Yin Sejong Gate came over."
"No, no, no, I feel that whether I am afraid or not, as long as the Sejong Gate of Dongju Hidden does not come, we will all be unlucky."
"Yes, you have to know that the hidden Sejong gates of Zhongzhou have been invited out by us, and even the hidden Sejong gates of some powerful big states have come out, and they want to compare with the hidden Sejong gate of Dongzhou. , But now this...If Dongju Yin Sejong Gate does not come, we will be unlucky."
The more these elders imagined, the more frightened they became.
I seem to have thought of myself unlucky.
Everyone shuddered.
"In short, just remember to send someone to the border to stare at!"
An elder left this sentence and turned and left.
The other elders responded, and they all left.
In a flash.
In the conference hall, only Wu Yue was left.
Wu Yue sat on the throne and sighed long.
"Hey, I hope Dongzhou Wudaozong will not miss the appointment, otherwise it will not be easy to finish."
"Tao is nothing but nothing but one. I really want to see this hidden Sejong gate."
Wu Yue shook his head and said a few words.
He stood up and wanted to go out.
I thought about it, and called a deacon to come in.
"You can clean up now, go to the border of Zhongzhou facing Dongzhou, go there and stare at it. Now it is during the Ten Thousand Sects Grand Competition, you need to check when entering Zhongzhou. Once you find the Sejong Gate in Dongzhou, you will come back immediately. Report it, do you know?"
Wu Yue spoke slowly and exhorted.
"Okay, lord, but lord, does this count as a mission?"
The deacon asked carefully.
In the Alliance of Immortal Cultivators, the currency to exchange things is obtained by doing tasks, and spirit stones are useless.
That’s why he asked, is it a task?
"Forget it! Then you should go to the Quest Pavilion to pick up the quest first. Someone must have put up the quest at this moment."
Wu Yue said angrily.
"All right, lord, I will go now."
The deacon nodded and walked back.
See this scene.
Wu Yue got up and sat back on the throne again, and began to think about some of the details of the Wanzong Competition.
About a moment later~IndoMTL.com~The deacon ran in weeping and was beaten with a bruised nose and swollen face.
"Leader, you are not kind, how can I take this mission..."
The deacon cried.
"What the hell? Didn't you pick up the task? How did you make it like this?"
Wu Yue was taken aback.
"Leader! A lot of elders rushed for that task, and they all started fighting. Those elders fighting and hurt me by mistake."
The deacon cried.
Wu Yue: "??"
This group of elders left the conference hall so quickly, are they going to grab this task? ?
Didn’t you just look worried? ?
Go grab this task now? ?