Chapter 2559: Eighty Birthday

l skills"Ye Bufan said: "I haven't graduated yet, I'm in my junior year at Jiangnan Medical University, and my traditional Chinese medicine was learned from my master."Zhou Yongliang asked, "May I ask...Looking in the direction where the flying flowers and Hong disappeared, Liu Baiyi had a dumbfounded expression on his face, completely clueless about what just happened.

Since you've traveled so far to the Cold Sword Immortal Sect, why would you back down at this crucial moment

She's been busy planning the martial arts tournament for finding a husband within the sect these days and has no idea what happened in the imperial city of the Holy Dragon Empire.

If one had heard of the woman's single sword strike that severed the imperial palace, they would likely understand the key to it all immediately. Sadly, she is unaware of this.

Even so, she was not prepared to change her mind, and offered a slightly embarrassed smile.

"There was a slight mishap, but it's nothing to worry about. Even if someone is missing, it won't affect our martial arts competition for choosing a bride."

As soon as she finished speaking, Feng Wuying stepped forward.

"That... Master Liu, I am so sorry. I was in such a hurry when I came here that I forgot today is my mother's 80th birthday. I have to go back and celebrate with her. Farewell!"

After he finished speaking, he dashed out. Everyone present was left baffled.

"What's going on Isn't he almost a hundred years old this year Why is he still celebrating his mother's eightieth birthday"

The disciples of the Cold Sword Immortal Sect looked at each other, all bewildered.

Liu Baiyi's expression instantly darkened. Wasn't this undermining him

"Let's go then. Even if I'm the only one left today, our martial arts competition for spouses must still go on..."

Before she could finish her sentence, Feng Wuhen stepped forward.

"That... I'm going to go get them back..."

Without waiting for Liu Baiyi's reaction, he brought the Shenfeng Valley's footwork to its peak, disappearing from his original spot in an instant.

"This..."

In the blink of an eye, the disciples from the three major sects who had received invitations from Hanshan Xianzong were gone.

In fact, this martial arts competition for marriage was different from ordinary folk matchmaking. It was carefully planned by Liu Baiyi.

The primary reason is to arrange a marriage for Leng Qingqiu, preventing her from being taken away by Ye Bufan. The other reason is to find a powerful ally for the sect, so the target is several other major Nine Star Sects. There aren't many of them.

But she never expected that, originally three people came here in good spirits, now they are running away one by one.

Yuan Mu Tong, a man of experience and wisdom, was well aware of the events unfolding in the Imperial City of the Saint Dragon Empire. He had nearly pieced together the reason behind it all.

He burst into laughter: “Master Liu, shouldn't the martial arts matchmaking competition be canceled now”

Ye Bufan's expression wasn't very good. He had just used his divine sense to secretly scan the Hantian Xianzong, and he hadn't found Leng Qingqiu's shadow.

That is to say, either they are not within the sect, or they are hidden.

He glared coldly at Liu Baiyi: "Sect Master Liu, where is Qingqiu now"

"This..."

Liu Baiyi's face turned ashen. Things had completely spiraled out of her control.

If Ye Bufan took Leng Qingqiu away, this was obviously not what she wanted.

If you disagree, there are no reasonable excuses left now.

In normal times, you could just go straight for it. But now that the great deity Yu Mu Tong is sitting there, Xuan Tian Men simply can't afford to provoke him.

Seeing that she was still unwilling to agree, Yu Muting's face instantly darkened: "Master Liu, do you have any other questions"

"I..."

Liu Baiyi sighed softly, just as he was about to yield, a sharp laugh suddenly came from outside the door.

"Haha, Elder Ghost, what are you doing Are you bullying people"

As soon as the words left his mouth, an old man and a young child walked in from outside.

Leading the way was a thin, wiry old man. Compared to the plump and portly Yuan Mu Tong, he was the complete opposite.

He was skinny and thin, not a shred of flesh on his body. He looked so frail that a gust of wind could blow him over.

Though he has grown thin, this old man's bearing remains undiminished. He is also a peak Mahayana existence.

Behind him trailed a young man in his thirties, holding a white paper folding fan in his hand. A smile played on his lips, yet it could not conceal the arrogance radiating from his very being.

Just like that withered old man, this young man is also at the peak of Mahayana.

Upon seeing the two men, Yu Mu Tong's expression changed: "Old Ghost Dan, what brings you here"

The gaunt old man who had come before was an old acquaintance of his, Dan Pingxin, the chief steward of Taixu Palace.

Both belonged to the Sacred Gate and were both Grand Managers. They often interacted with each other in their daily lives, but they were extremely disagreeable with each other and couldn't stand to be around one another.

The other young man was Sima Wang, a core disciple of Tai Xu Palace. Only the core disciples of the Sacred Gate could reach the peak of Great Ascension at this age.

"Why, can you come but I can't"

Shan Pingxin glanced at him and said, "I heard that the Hanshan Sword Immortal Sect is accepting marriage proposals. I'm here with my sect disciples to propose marriage. Is that not possible"

Of course, welcome, most welcome.

A cloud of worry vanished from Liu Bai's face. Looking at the two people before him, he felt as if he had seen a savior.

After Elder Li Miaozhen returned home, she briefly explained the situation and then said she needed to be alone in contemplation.

Just before this, I specifically told her to send an invitation to the Taixu Palace in Shengmen when she delivers them.

She didn't really take it to heart at first, after all, the Holy Gate was high and mighty. How could they possibly look down on a disciple from her sect

But sending out invitations doesn't cost too much, so I just went ahead and arranged it.

I didn't expect that by accident, the willows would grow lush and shady. Tai Xu Palace actually sent someone to propose marriage.

The three major holy gates of the Kunlun fairyland are evenly matched in strength. The Tai Xu Palace is no less powerful than the Xuan Tian Gate, and Ping Xin's status is no lower than Yuan Mu Tong's. Under these circumstances, she suddenly gained confidence.

Liu Baiyi warmly stepped forward and welcomed the two people inside, arranging for them to sit down.

Yuan Mu tong slammed his fist on the table: "Dan Pingxin, what are you up to The female disciple of Hanjian Xianzong is Ye Yixian's woman. What marriage proposal do you have Do you think Taixu Palace wants to bully people with its power"

Upon hearing this, Ye Bufan immediately guessed the other party's identity, and his heart sank involuntarily.

I didn't expect Tai Xu Palace to suddenly send people over, and their identities were no worse than Yuan Mu Tong's. Then my plan to use Xuan Tian Men to get what I wanted would be impossible.

The most crucial point is that Liu Baiyi's rear end is clearly sitting on the other side, it seems this matter is truly difficult to handle.

If we force it, our side wouldn't have the advantage in terms of strength, and besides, we haven't even found out where Leng Qingqiu is.

At this moment, his mind raced, desperately seeking another way out.

Dan Pingxin sat opposite, picked up his teacup and took a sip gently, appearing calm and composed.

"I say, Elder Ghost, what you're saying is wrong. No matter what relationship Cold Sword Fairy had with this young man before, she is now just a disciple of the Cold Sword Sect."

Haven't you forgotten the rules of our cultivation world Once you join a sect, all worldly cause and effect are severed.

That is to say, the little girl surnamed Leng is now only a disciple of Han Jian Xianzong, and has nothing to do with anyone else.

As for whether or not to choose a spouse and who that spouse would be, that is entirely up to the Cold Sword Immortal Sect. No one else has any say in the matter!t an elderly ordinary person, with no time to dodge at all.As the bald man's hand was about to clamp onto Lou Baiming's neck, a flash of light appeared, followed by a spurt of blood. The big, black-ha...