The Luohua Poetry Society has always been a grand gathering of three continents. Now that the Qin family from northern Sichuan has also come, many monks secretly call it a grand gathering of four continents. The three continents of monks each have their own differences. Although there are Yang and Huang families confronting each other from east to west, there is no war, and the positions of each sect and family are also very unclear. Furthermore, all the famous forces in the three continents have been inherited for hundreds of years. If they care about everything, they will have few allies to make. Besides, Xinghua Continent is protected by the four bright realms, so how can it cause chaos at will?
Except for an unexpected beginning, the Luohua Poetry Festival went on quietly, just like the water of Changyue Lake, which could only stir up a few small waves.
As soon as the imposing Wuminggu entered Xinghuazhou, he seemed to have turned into a tamed cat, surprisingly calm. The Valley Master with the eye-catching mask, long sleeves and good dancing, and a billowing black robe, wandered around among the masters of the immortal sects of aristocratic families in various places. He seemed to have endless energy and became the most popular figure, from east to west, from east to west. She visited all the aristocratic sects from south to north.
It must be this host. Somehow he just doesn't like the owner of the Wuming Valley.
As for the visit...who knows.
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