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Chapter 438 I have something to ask you before the conference
Time flies and it is the next morning.

Wang Zhifan and Mieyue Longdao came out of the guest room of Shuyue Pavilion and went to have breakfast with Huayangzi and Zhenxuzi who came to knock on the door.

In fact, for monks like them, eating is not a necessity. Some of them who practice fasting can even go without eating forever.

But today's breakfast is different. It is not mainly for the participants to satisfy their appetite, but to give the participants a reason to get together first, get familiar with each other before the conference, and understand each party's ideas on the war.

Soon, the four people in the passage passed through a strange portal made of ink and entered a place that had nothing to do with words like "canteen" or "restaurant".

Specifically, they stepped into a huge and strange space with bright sunshine, gentle breeze, beautiful mountains and clear waters, singing birds and fragrant flowers, and many pavilions and towers!

"I have long heard that the Confucian school's cave-heaven technique is the most exquisite. Now I see that it is indeed worthy of its reputation!"

The old Taoist Zhenxuzi, holding a dustpan, was the first of the four to step into this world. He looked up at the green mountains and clear waters in front of him, and watched the lively birds flying across the sky from time to time, as well as the fluttering butterflies among the surrounding flowers and plants, and sighed that this place was no different from a real treasure land in the mountains.

But in fact, any visitor who only needs to take a look up at the sky and notice that there is an ink-and-wash "sun" in the image of a golden crow providing light for this world will immediately understand that this is not the real world outside, but a man-made small cave world.

"Daoyou Zhenxu, the Confucians have always been good at calligraphy and painting, and there are also experts who are proficient in garden construction. Their cave worlds are naturally constructed very well."

The fat Taoist Hua Yangzi also observed the world with appreciation, and explained why Confucianism excels in this regard.

On the contrary, the Dragon Girl with the Moon-Destroying Dragon Blade who was following Wang Zhifan was a little disapproving. She looked around with a calm expression, informed the other two Taoists, and pulled Wang Zhifan straight to a row of pavilions on the left side in front.

On the wooden tables under the pavilions over there, exquisite plates filled with fresh fruits and vegetables have already been placed. Among them are both seasonal fruits and vegetables that have just been picked, as well as many species that should not appear in the current season. This indirectly reflects the outstanding strength of Confucianism in grassroots agriculture.

Of course, the food here is not limited to fruits and vegetables. Other types of food are also displayed in different directions. For example, the fragrant and tempting meat is in the pavilion beside the pond. The pond can absorb most of the meat aroma, so that those visitors who do not like meat will not suffer extra trouble.

Other items such as rice, steamed buns, noodles, seafood, fine wine, etc. are all available in special centralized locations. The monks who come here can take them according to their personal preferences. Even if they don't want to eat anything, they can go to the spacious garden in the middle to chat with everyone, which is a great place for socializing.

Wang Zhifan and Moon-Destroying Dragon Blade began to enjoy the fruits of this world. He picked up a peach with an almost perfect appearance and took a bite. He felt that the taste was not bad. Moon-Destroying Dragon Blade beside him picked up a bunch of green grapes and began to taste them. After eating a few, he said to him:
"Brother Fan, do you still have the Paradise Fruit you gave me the day before yesterday? I think that one is the most delicious."

"It's the Happy Land Fruit. I still have quite a few. I'll make sure you're full."

Wang Zhifan corrected the mistake in the name of the Moon-Destroying Dragon Sword, then took out a few Le Tu fruits that looked like winter dates from his space ring and gave them to her.

While they were discussing fruits, three people in the garden in the middle of this small world suddenly noticed them and walked towards them quickly.

These three people were two men and one woman, all of them were dressed gorgeously and had slender figures. But the most important thing was that each of them had a pair of conspicuous dragon horns on their foreheads. They were obviously members of the Moon-Destroying Dragon Blade.

"Xi'er, I finally found you! Is this the Lord Wu Zun you mentioned in the letter?"

When the three members of the Moon-Destroying Clan came in front of Wang Zhifan and the other man, one of them, a man who looked to be in his fifties or sixties, asked the Dragon Girl, who was still eating fruit, with a look of surprise on his face, while glancing at the tall, heroic, handsome Wang Zhifan next to him.

"Yes, Chief, he is the one I recognize! Why did you arrive only today?"

Mieyue Longdao quickly swallowed the Letu Fruit in his mouth, then turned around and responded.

"We were supposed to arrive yesterday, but we happened to run into a group of demons on the way and had to help them, which delayed us a bit."

The tall and slightly weathered-looking leader of the Mieyue tribe answered immediately.

"Humph! Another demon! Once the battle begins, I will definitely make them pay!"

As soon as the Moon-Destroying Dragon Blade heard this, her fighting spirit was revealed, and even the red and purple double swords on her waist began to tremble slightly.

Wang Zhifan did not rashly interrupt their conversation, but paid unnoticeable attention to the three members of the Moon-Mending Clan.

He had learned in advance from Mieyue Dragon Blade about the people from their clan who might come to attend the meeting, so he immediately had some guesses in his mind.

For example, the fifty-something Mieyue clan woman standing next to the Mieyue clan leader who is in his fifties or sixties should be the Mieyue clan leader’s wife. She and her husband are both at the middle level of the super innate realm, and are the two strongest people in the Mieyue clan today.

The other middle-aged man from the Moon-Destroying Clan, who was probably just forty years old, was a newly promoted elder of the clan. His strength was weaker, and he was at the initial stage of the super-innate realm. At this moment, he was quietly observing someone in front of him, just like Wang Zhifan.

Not long after, after communicating with the head of his family, Mieyue Dragon Blade formally introduced Wang Zhifan to them. Wang Zhifan politely greeted them one by one, trying his best to leave the best impression on them.

After a while, the atmosphere of their conversation gradually became harmonious, and the topics they talked about were closer to the current hot topics. Suddenly, the leader of the Mieyue tribe frowned slightly and asked Wang Zhifan:
"Mr. Wu Zun, I heard that your name was given by the Master himself. I believe that you are more familiar with the Master than we are. I wonder if the Master has revealed any information about this conference? If it is confidential, just pretend that I didn't ask."

As soon as Wang Zhifan heard it, he knew that this was a clan leader who cared about practical matters. He did not care too much about the fact that the talented young people in the clan were seduced away by outsiders. He was more concerned about major events that were closely related to the future of the disaster zone.

But it was obvious that he asked in the wrong place. Wang Zhifan was not as familiar with the Master as he imagined. He had only met the Master once so far and was not sure whether he had met the Master's clone or the real person.

So he told the other party with some apology that he did not know more than the three of them at the moment. The Moon-Destroying Dragon Sword that accompanied him day and night could testify to this. He did not receive any extra reception after arriving in Shuyue City.

"It seems that I am overthinking..."

The somewhat weathered-looking Mieyue clan leader nodded in understanding, then smiled and said to Wang Zhifan in a more casual tone:

"Your Excellency Wu Zun, the current situation is that the demon world is extremely crazy. If the demons come out of the world, the disaster world will be in great trouble. A small tribe like ours, Mieyue, which is isolated on the sea, will be in danger... If the situation is urgent, Your Excellency Wu Zun must lend a hand. I, Mieyue Aotian, would like to express my gratitude in advance..." As he spoke, he bowed slightly to Wang Zhifan, who was several generations younger than him, causing Wang Zhifan to quickly raise his hand to help him up, and immediately promised:

"Senior Aotian, please don't do this! Sister Xi'er and I are in love with each other, and the Mieyue Clan is naturally my family! As long as I am still alive, I will do my best to help the Mieyue Clan survive the disaster!"

This statement can be said to be an open conspiracy of the other party. As long as Wang Zhifan is not prepared to quarrel with the Mieyue Dragon Sword, he must make it clear that he will help the Mieyue clan at the critical moment.

However, Wang Zhifan himself did not say this just for the sake of appearances. He was indeed prepared to take care of the Moon-Destroying Clan in the war. Otherwise, if his fellow Taoist clan was wiped out by the demons, he himself would not be able to face the Moon-Destroying Dragon Sword again.

As for whether he has this ability, he is still somewhat confident, not only because of his personal strength, but also because he knows how many powerful treasures produced from various copies he has in his hands. It can be said that as long as the Moon-Destroying Clan is not directly killed by the army of the Demon Realm, he has a way to save them from danger.

In this way, Wang Zhifan's first meeting with the high-level members of the Moon-Destroying Clan was quite pleasant. After the two sides got to know each other and formed a general impression, they temporarily said goodbye to socialize with other people in this place.

In fact, Zhenxuzi and Huayangzi, who have separated from Wang Zhifan, are doing similar things.

They represent the Taoist forces in Tianyuan City, and try to communicate as much as possible with the super-innate cultivators from all sides in this gathering place before the conference, not only to inquire about possible gossip intelligence, but also to exchange favors, so that if their own territory is unlucky enough to be invaded by the demon world, there will be more help.

The reason why Wang Zhifan and Mieyue Longdao only knew how to eat and didn't do the same thing was very simple: their interpersonal network was too weak and they didn't know many people at all.

A stranger expects others to help him out of face in a crisis? I'm afraid he is dreaming.

Among them, Wang Zhifan was essentially an outsider, so basically no one knew him.

The reason for the Moon-Destroying Dragon Sword is that she is too young and has only recently broken through to the Super Innate Realm. In the past, she did not belong to this circle and spent most of her time practicing hard. Therefore, she does not know much about the top leaders of various forces, only slightly better than Wang Zhifan.

The two had just separated from the high-ranking members of the Moon-Destroying Clan and had not yet eaten much when they noticed a sudden commotion coming from the vast garden area in the middle. Upon closer inspection, they discovered that a familiar figure had arrived and was being talked to by the many guests.

To be more specific, Qingfeng Jushi, a leader of the younger generation of Confucianism, has appeared on the scene. This conspicuous man is basically accompanied by a large group of people every time he appears. He has really figured out the aspect of pomp and circumstance.

At this time, the suave Qingfeng hermit with a feather fan and a long robe was gathering with many super-innate monks from all over the world to answer various questions they raised, such as when the conference was going to be held, what strategic plans the master had, and how much support the Confucian realm would send in the war.

Questions like this had been asked so many times that Mr. Qingfeng couldn't answer them all again, so he simply sent the people around him away, raised his voice and made a human broadcast to let Wang Zhifan, who was leisurely sitting in the corner, know that the meeting would be held at noon, which was still two hours away.

"Brother Fan, why don't we go talk to Qingfeng as well? It would be rude to miss him twice."

After a while, Mieyue Longdao saw that there were fewer people gathered around Qingfeng Jushi, so he reminded Wang Zhifan to take the opportunity to go over and talk to him.

The main reason was that they had seen Qingfeng on the top of Shuyue Pavilion before but did not communicate with him. Although it was because others were busy and did not want to disturb him, he was a familiar person after all, and it was not good to do so twice.

In response to the Dragon Girl's words, Wang Zhifan smiled mysteriously and said:
"Don't worry. I just noticed Qingfeng glanced at us twice. He must have something to ask us. Let's go over when he's quieter."

"Is this true? Brother Fan, you must have seen it wrong, right?"

After hearing this, Mieyue Longdao couldn't help but feel a little skeptical.

At the current place, the aura around is almost all at the super innate level, and many people are socializing everywhere, resulting in a very complicated flow of people. It is a bit difficult for ordinary cultivators to capture the tiny movements of many people.

In fact, Wang Zhifan couldn't pay attention to the status of everyone, but he was paying more attention to Qingfeng Jushi, the focus of the crowd, so he used his super perception to determine the other party's slight abnormality.

As expected, when Wang Zhifan and Mieyue Dragon Blade approached Qingfeng Monk, who only had two or three people around him, the other party turned his head and looked at him, raised his hand and shouted to him:
"Mr. Wu Zun, I was just about to look for you and you showed up!"

"Oh? I wonder why Master Qingfeng wants to see me?"

Wang Zhifan deliberately showed a slightly surprised expression on his face.

"This way! My dear guests, I will be back in a moment!"

Mr. Qingfeng then pretended to have something important to do, said goodbye to the two super-innate monks who were talking next to him, and led Wang Zhifan to an empty cave hall.

During this period, even the Dragon Girl's Moon-Destroying Dragon Sword was deliberately stopped outside by him, and only Wang Zhifan and he entered the small cave which was in a somewhat secret location.

Just when Wang Zhifan, who had expected this, was wondering what this guy was doing in a mysterious way, he saw a magical portal made of ink in the cave.

A middle-aged man in his forties with long gray hair appeared in the doorway, writing at his desk. It was the Confucian scholar whom Wang Zhifan had met once!

"Master, are you looking for me?"

For a moment, Wang Zhifan exclaimed in surprise. He didn't expect that what the leaders of the Mieyue Clan had told him not long ago would actually come true.

"Yes, please go in quickly. The master said there is something important that he needs to tell you."

Mr. Qingfeng, who brought him here, immediately began to explain.

After hearing this, Wang Zhifan stepped into the ink-and-wash portal in front of him without much hesitation and arrived at the space where the master was currently.

(End of this chapter)