Wang Baole looked up and swept the woman. According to his current combat power, he basically slapped her with her body and clothes forever, making it difficult to peel off.

However, considering that this is the Immortal Sect of the Palm Heaven, Wang Baole didn't care much about the tone of this woman. Instead, he showed the most handsome smile on his face and spoke gently.

"Thank you for your guidance, huh? Your storage bag has fallen out of your storage bag." Wang Baole smiled and walked forward, surprised at the words, and his words also stunned the woman. Then he watched Wang Baole turn his right hand and take out a storage bag and put it in front of her.

The woman's expression suddenly became strange. After taking it, she took it and looked at it. Her heartbeat increased significantly, especially when there was an item inside, which made her face a little red. When she looked at Wang Baole, she looked at him carefully for a few seconds, and her eyes gradually softened a lot. She also smiled and coughed and spoke.

"Thank you for the reminder of fellow Daoist Long Nanzi."

Wang Baole smiled slightly. He put a small number of small donkeys in his storage bag, and he looked down on him because of his cultivation, so he didn't look at the specific items. He wouldn't feel sorry for them if he gave them out. Instead, with the help of these items, if he could ask for some information, the cost-effectiveness would be greater.

So in the following time, Wang Baole continued to maintain his most handsome posture and asked gently as the female cultivator. Perhaps the woman was attracted by his handsomeness as Wang Baole guessed, and gradually told him a lot of news.

For example... At this regular meeting, there were actually thousands of people participating. Among these people, Wang Baole's seat was farther away.

For example... this regular meeting is often about a month, and the ancestor will only appear on the last day. The previous meetings are hosted by the commanders of major legions.

After Wang Baole sorted out these subtle things, he had a clear understanding of this regular meeting, which was different from his previous judgment, but overall it was not much different.

Through what he saw and encountered when he came here, he confirmed that the planetary ancestor of the Palm Heavenly Extreme Sect did not attach importance to him here, otherwise it would not have been a regular meeting, but was summoned alone.

As for seats, it can also explain some issues, so this time it is just a form of a superior to a subordinate.

"Maybe there will be some simple rewards, but more should be inclusion..." Wang Baole held a high position in the Federation. After thinking, his heart became clearer. When he looked at the woman beside him, his smile became gentler.

Until Wang Baole was sent to the venue, the woman touched the storage bag given by Wang Baole, especially after sweeping over an item inside, her face turned red, and she hesitated and spoke softly.

"I live in the 16th Cave of the Seven Peaks Ninth Mansion of the Southern Sect..."

"Ah?" Hearing the woman's words, Wang Baole, who was looking at the outside of the venue in front of him, was stunned. He was surprised why the other party suddenly told him the detailed location of his residence, so he subconsciously looked back at the woman, but unfortunately he saw only the other party's back as he hurriedly left.

"It's a little wrong." Wang Baole looked puzzled and thought to himself that there was something particularly valuable in the storage bag he gave him, but he was sure that although he had not carefully checked each item, with his spiritual sense and sensing, there was absolutely no item in the complicated garbage that had too high value.

Although it is quite precious to the Nascent Soul, it is actually nothing in the eyes of the God-Tong Cultivator.

"Are you... conquered by my peerless appearance?" Wang Baole's eyes widened and thought that his appearance must have increased again without knowing it. He actually conquered an admirer in such a short time.

"It's a pity that it's not very compatible with me." Wang Baole coughed, feeling very superior in his heart. He continued to look at the shape of the venue, and never noticed the little donkey in the storage bracelet, who tossed and turned around and felt very uneasy, as if he was throwing away some important toy...

Looking from outside, the entire venue was like a big roc with wings spreading its wings to soar. While the momentum was brilliant, the overall color was also green. There were a large number of monks coming in and out inside and outside the gate, which was extremely lively. Although Wang Baole did not know any of them, he also looked familiar with them. When he entered, he nodded with a smile and looked away. He saw that the venue was in a circle and the number of seats was tens of thousands.

As for the middle, a square sacrifice tower is erected, with three floors in total, and a futon is placed on the first floor. This is the most supreme position of the entire venue.

The second floor is in four corners, with futons of different colors placed in different colors. It is obvious that they can sit here and be highly regarded. As for the third floor, there are six!

After sweeping over the sacrificial tower, Wang Baole looked around again. He was not late or early, so the number of monks coming to the venue at this moment was only one or two thousand.

There were so many people in such a large venue, Wang Baole's arrival did not attract much attention at all. Finally, he found a seat with his name engraved in a corner. Looking at the empty seats on both sides, Wang Baole found that no one was here, so after sitting down, he looked at the spiritual fruits and wine on the table in front of him, picked them up and took a bite.

"It tastes pretty good." Wang Baole's eyes lit up. When he finished eating the sixth spiritual fruit, someone came to the seat on the left. The person who came was a chubby old man with a smile on his face. He was all spiritual and spiritual. Obviously, he was not a cultivator of the original sect of the Heaven-Shengxian Sect, but an external dependent. He was obviously cautious and polite to everyone. After sitting next to Wang Baole, he even took the initiative to say hello.

"This fellow Taoist is a little bit arrogant. I'm looking for many wanderers in the Southern Sect." The fat old man clasped his fists at Wang Baole and spoke kindly.

"It turns out that there are many wandering fellow Taoists and Taoists who have long admired their reputation. Today, it is indeed better to meet than to be famous. It is quite impressive!" Wang Baole put down the spirit fruit and smiled, chatting with the fat old man.

In communicating with others, Wang Baole, who has been familiar with the autobiography of a high-ranking official and Wang Baole, who has been in the federal office for many years, naturally would not make any mistakes. He chatted and laughed happily with the fat old man who had also made friends with him in a few words until the old man asked about Wang Baole's identity, Wang Baole smiled and said.

"In Xialong Nanzi."

"Long Nanzi... is a little familiar... Ah, you are a dragon madman!!" When the fat old man heard the name, he thought about it in confusion and his eyes suddenly widened, and he even instinctively retreated. Although he was restrained, his expression still changed. His eyes at Wang Baole contained awe, so he quickly explained.

"Fellow Daoist Long Nanzi, I don't mean that..." Duoyouzi smiled bitterly, and after explaining, he poured wine for Wang Baole himself, which was considered a plea. Wang Baole smiled from beginning to end and asked with a wine glass.

"Why call me a dragon madman?"

"Fellow Taoist... It's really the killing between you and the Molong Legion, which is too shocking. He killed the Molong Legion in front of the ten in the Zijin Xindao Sect to the top ten in the fall... So everyone thinks you are very brave!" The fat old man wiped his sweat and explained again. After seeing that Wang Baole seemed to care much, he breathed a sigh of relief in his heart. He thought that he was too lucky this time, so why did he sit next to the Dragon Crazy Sect? If someone misunderstood that he was familiar with him, he would be afraid that those guys who were greedy for the Zijin Xindao Sect would have to come and make up their own ideas.

Thinking of this, the fat old man sighed again, thinking that he would endure it. Don’t mess with the madman around him during this meeting. The reason why this person is called madman by them is not that he is as brave as crazy, but that this guy actually killed several gods of the other party just because a warship was asked by the Molong Legion, and it would be fine if he killed a small team. He actually killed the other party’s beloved disciple again in front of the commander of the Molong Legion!
Chapter completed!