If You Can't Flatter, Just Shut Up.

The man looked to be in his early forties. Although his temples were a little gray, his eyes were bright and his demeanor was calm. He was a very charming person.

Miss Su was surprised that this man's face was 70% similar to Xia Tian, ​​and coupled with that slightly lazy temperament, it really made people think that he was Xia Tian for a moment. In other words, if Xia Tian would age, he would probably look like this when he was forty.

"You seem surprised by my appearance?" The man chuckled and said jokingly.

Miss Su didn't intend to hide it and answered directly: "It is indeed surprising, because the sect leader and Xia Tian look very similar."

"I know this, and you're not the only one who says so." The visitor didn't care about it and said calmly, "But I have nothing to do with him, whether in terms of blood or any other aspects. It's just a coincidence."

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Miss Su was a little skeptical. If there was really no connection, then why did they insist on emphasizing this point to her? It was really strange.

The Hidden Sect leader smiled faintly and explained, "This face is not handsome at all, and it can't be used to pay for things. There's no need to impersonate. Besides, at my age, if anyone wants to impersonate someone, it should be Xia Tian who impersonates me."

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"That's not what I meant." Miss Su shook her head repeatedly.

"It doesn't matter whether you have it or not. This is not what I want to talk about now." The leader of the Hidden Sect waved his hand to signal to drop the subject. "I heard from Heishan that you have a way to delay Xia Tian, ​​is that right?" The Heishan he mentioned is the black-robed man among the five elders of the Hidden Sect, and also his absolute confidant.

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Miss Su nodded and added, "I'm not completely sure, but I'm willing to give it a try."

"I'm not asking too much of you. As long as you can hold Xia Tian back for half an hour, I'll give you credit for your contribution." The Hidden Sect leader nodded and said to Miss Su, "Since Ren Daofang is convening the Hidden Immortal Conference at 9:30, I will try my best to resolve the battle within half an hour. During this time, as long as Xia Tian doesn't come out to disrupt the situation, I'll have at least a 90% chance of success."

Miss Su thought about it carefully for a while and said solemnly: "I understand."

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"Heishan said that you have something else he wants to ask me in person?" The leader of the Hidden Sect said lightly.

"There's no need to ask anymore." Miss Su shook her head.

The leader of the Hidden Sect looked at Miss Su in surprise, then sighed meaningfully, "Although you have only joined me in recent years, my trust in you is no less than that of the elders in the sect, so do well, and you will definitely have a bright future. Nanhai Xianni and I do not have a very close relationship, but she is impulsive and irrational, so you just need to bear with her."

"Yes." Miss Su nodded.

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"Okay, go and get ready." The leader of the Hidden Sect was silent for a while. Seeing that Miss Su really had nothing more to say, he waved his hand and asked her to leave.

Miss Su took her leave, but the expression on her face was a little unpredictable and no one knew what she was thinking.

Not long after Miss Su left, the man in black robe appeared and slowly walked to the side of the so-called leader of the Hidden Sect.

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"Master, is this woman reliable?" The Master of the Hidden Sect asked the man in black robe respectfully.

"It doesn't matter whether she is reliable or not, as long as she is obedient." The black-robed man said coldly and expressionlessly, "She used to be a member of Nantianmen, and she secretly defected here because she offended King Yingtian. Later, King Yingtian was defeated by Xia Tian, ​​and Ying Xiaoyue also became Xia Tian's subordinate. Nantianmen is already dead in name only. She has no other way to go, but to obey the arrangements of our sect."

"Will she be obedient?" The fake Hidden Sect leader said with some concern: "From the looks of her, she must have dealt with Xia Tian a long time ago. Could she be an undercover sent by Xia Tian?"

"You're overthinking this." The black-robed man sneered, "Xia Tian doesn't have the brains to do this, and he doesn't bother to do this. That kid is so arrogant that he really thinks he is the best in the world, and he claims that he is not afraid of any conspiracy or trap. If this is the case, if our sect doesn't teach him a lesson, he will really think he is a big shot."

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The fake Hidden Sect Master smiled and said, "Sure enough, you are the best in the world. Nothing in the world can escape your calculations."

"Humph, if you can't flatter, shut up!" The black-robed man shouted in displeasure, and then said, "Perform your role well. If someone finds out, don't blame me for killing you."

"Yes!" The fake leader of the Hidden Sect suddenly broke out in a sweat, with a terrified look on his face.

Mount Zhongnan, the main hall of Chongyang Palace.

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Before nine o'clock, the wandering cultivators who were scattered on the hills and on the plains had already arrived at the square in front of the temple one after another.

Because the Hidden Immortal Conference had not yet begun, these people gathered in groups of three or five and began to discuss.

It was nothing more than that they felt that Zhongnan Mountain was a little too overbearing this year, and they even strongly interfered with the Hidden Immortal Conference. However, since most of the independent cultivators needed the spiritual energy and elixirs supplied by Zhongnan Mountain, they had no choice but to come to the conference even if they were dissatisfied.

"What's going on at Chongyang Palace? It's already nine o'clock, and no one has come to greet us?"

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"Who knows what Master Ren is up to? He has just come out of retreat and he is already in charge of the Hidden Immortal Conference."

"I'm afraid he has ulterior motives. He might want to recruit us to work for Chongyang Palace."

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"That's wishful thinking. The immortal master from more than a hundred years ago couldn't do it. How can Ren Daofang be worthy of it?"

"I always feel that things are not simple. Everyone should be careful and not get fooled."

"I think you are overthinking it. Master Ren has no such intention."

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"Bullshit, I think you are Chongyang Palace's agent!"

"Everyone has received the spiritual energy and elixirs from Chongyang Palace. What right do you have to say that I am a stooge?"

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After a while, the discussion turned into a quarrel, and it seemed that the people were about to fight.

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At this time, the little Taoist boy standing in front of the main hall suddenly shouted loudly: "The headmaster of Chongyang Palace is here!"

Following the shout, Ren Daofang slowly walked out from the back of the hall, surrounded by a group of Quanzhen disciples.

"Meet Master Ren!"

Although those independent cultivators openly and secretly had considerable dissatisfaction with Ren Daofang, they still had to perform their due observances respectfully when they saw the real person.

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"Everyone, please don't be polite."

Ren Daofang walked slowly to the front of the main hall, facing the scattered cultivators, and said very kindly: "I am the headmaster of Chongyang Palace. I have been in seclusion for nearly thirty years and have not been involved in worldly affairs. I just came out of seclusion yesterday. It happened to be the Hidden Immortal Conference, so I naturally didn't want to miss it. So I was presumptuous for once and moved the venue of the conference to the main hall of Chongyang Palace. I hope you don't blame me. This year, your share of spiritual energy pills will be doubled to show my apology to everyone."

After saying this, Master Ren rolled up his sleeves and waved to the disciples behind him.

Dozens of Quanzhen disciples were seen holding huge trays and delivering bottles of spiritual energy and elixirs to the hands of the independent cultivators one by one.

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The group of casual cultivators could not help but look at each other, not knowing what to say, and could only secretly criticize: You spoke so beautifully and were so polite, who would dare to object?

Master Ren was silent for a few seconds. Seeing that no one expressed their opinions, he coughed twice and continued, "All of you Taoist friends are outstanding people of your time. The future of the immortal cultivation world will still depend on your efforts. This Hidden Immortal Conference is not only to discuss the matter of the displacement of the earth's spiritual veins, but also to discuss the future of the immortal cultivation world. However, there are too many people to speak, so in order to improve efficiency, why don't you all elect ten representatives to come out and discuss matters with me in the hall, what do you think?"

This is only natural, as the previous Immortal Hidden Conferences also followed a similar process. After all, there were hundreds of hermits in attendance, and if you kept talking one after another, you probably wouldn't be able to reach a consensus by nightfall.

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Since it was an already established rule, the election process of these independent cultivators would naturally not be too slow. They had even discussed it privately long ago, and soon ten representatives were elected.

Among these ten people, there are old and young, male and female, which seems quite democratic.

Ren Daofang very politely invited the ten representatives of the independent cultivators to enter the hall, but those independent cultivators outside the hall were not allowed to leave. Instead, they were assigned seats. After all, the hall and the outside of the hall were not separated by a long distance, so they could also listen in on what the people inside were discussing.

Of course, if you don’t want to listen, you can just take the spiritual energy and pills, and then meditate on the spot to digest them.

At the same time, there was a side room at the back of the hall. Zhang Mingtuo, Ning Ruirui and Shi Chun were all there, but Xia Tian was the only one missing.

"Where's Xia Tian?" Zhang Mingtuo asked curiously, "Where did he go?"

Ning Ruirui replied: "I don't know. He suddenly left after breakfast just now. I thought he went to look for you."

"Could it be that my brother-in-law has taken a fancy to some Taoist nun and is flirting with her?" Shi Chun said with a smile.

"That's impossible." Zhang Mingtuo shook his head. "I've seen all the Taoist nuns in Chongyang Palace. None of them are pretty. It would be strange if he would like them."

Ning Ruirui was speechless. It seemed that this master chef was also an old pervert. Who would have the time to look at all the Taoist nuns in Chongyang Palace?

"Then I don't know where my brother-in-law is." Shi Chun shook his head, "Why don't I go look for him."

"Forget it, no need to look for him." Zhang Mingtuo said calmly, "He is a man who knows the importance of things. He should go to do something, and he will show up naturally when the time comes."

Ning Ruirui had the same idea. Xia Tian seemed to be extremely unreliable in doing things, but in fact he had his own way of dealing with things. Sometimes his ideas and practices were completely different from those of ordinary people, but afterwards he was often proved to be right.

However, this time Zhang Mingtuo and Ning Ruirui might have guessed wrong, because Xia Tian did not go to do anything important, but was stopped by a woman holding an oil-paper umbrella.

"Xia Tian, ​​do you still remember me?" A pretty face appeared under the oil-paper umbrella and asked with a smile.

Xia Tian glanced at the woman and said lazily, "I don't remember. Who are you?"

"You are so forgetful." The woman with the oil-paper umbrella said angrily, "You forgot about me so quickly. Is it because I am not beautiful enough, or you are too heartless?"

Xia Tian curled his lips and said, "Don't give me that. If you have something to say, just say it. If not, get out of here, or I'll beat you up."

"Of course I have something to do." The woman with the oil-paper umbrella said with a smile, "I am here to save your life. If you go to Chongyang Palace now, you will probably die and kill others as well."