Although the Qijia Mountain Villa is also on the Qifeng Mountain Range, it is only halfway up the mountain. The place where the conference really starts is the highest mountain in the mainland, Ziyun Peak.

The cold wind pierced the bones, and Ye Yuxi and the others flickered with auras on their bodies.

When the strength reaches the ninth level, it is already invulnerable to cold and heat, not to mention the cultivation level of Ye Yuxi and others.

The top of Ziyun Peak is not as tall and straight as other peaks. The tip has been cut off with a knife, revealing a plane of tens of thousands of square meters.

In the middle is a contest round platform of nearly 1,000 square meters. Hundreds of tea tables and hundreds of seats are placed around the round platform. In addition, there are a few simple tile-roofed houses near the cliff.

Ye Yuxi came here under the leadership of Qi Guangyin, and Ye Yuxi sat down in a corner, and Qi Guangyin took Qi Yuze to greet those powerful patriarchs who came to the meeting.

As a newcomer, Ye Yuxi came here for the first time. She was unfamiliar with everything around her, and she didn't have any acquaintances to chat with. She just sat in the corner and looked around.

Suddenly, a coercion came from the sky.

Everyone looked up one after another, and the originally clear sky suddenly began to snow, and two figures slowly fell.

"Snowflakes are dancing, Beiming Shenzong!"

"Who is the person who came to Beiming Shenzong this year? Last time, there was a provocative Beiming Shenzong who was short-sighted and was taught a bad lesson!"

When everyone saw the figure of the old and the young, someone said in surprise: "Yun Luo's strange hand! It's Yun Shura."

"Um?"

Ye Yuxi also raised her eyes to the sky, and her pupils shrank slightly when she looked at the young woman. The latter's face was still cold and arrogant, but compared to half a year ago, there was no trace of disdain in her eyes.

"Jiu Chenyin, I didn't expect her to come too..."

Ye Yuxi's breathing was slightly heavy, Jiu Chenyin, Long Qingfeng, and the three major geniuses from Ziyun Continent had arrived. Judging from the faint aura emanating from Jiu Chenyin's body, it was undoubtedly that he had entered the realm of the mysterious spirit.

"I didn't expect Grandma Yunshou to come in person this year. It really surprised me." Qi Guangyin hurriedly walked up to her, and cupped his hands at Granny Yunshou with a smile.

"I haven't come out for a long time, I didn't expect Patriarch Qi to still remember me."

"Grandma Yunshou was joking, who knows your name? Please hurry up." Qi Guangyin greeted Granny Yunshou to sit down, then turned around and greeted other forces.

Jiu Chenyin and Ye Yuxi looked at each other, their chins lifted slightly, and there was a little fighting intent in their eyes. It was obvious that Jiu Chenyin was unwilling to lose to Ye Yuxi last time.

However, Jiu Chenyin did not go to Ye Yuxi, but to another direction, the Baihua family.

Ye Yuxi looked in the direction Jiu Chenyin was going, and happened to see the beautiful Baihuawu. Compared with before, Baihuawu didn't change much.

Baihuawu smiled at Ye Yuxi, and immediately went to whisper to Jiuchenyin.

Representatives of powerful forces continued to arrive at the top of the mountain, and the vacant seats were gradually filled with people.

Sitting next to Ye Yuxi was an old man and a young gentleman. The two looked alike, but the young gentleman was very shy. Xi looked at each other.

Seeing this scene, Ye Yuxi shook her head slightly in her heart. A big man looks like a little girl. It will be difficult for him to gain a firm foothold in the Ziyun Continent in the future.

After sitting on the chair for nearly an hour, Qi Guangyin finally stopped wandering among the many patriarchs and elders, and stepped onto the martial arts stage.

"Welcome, everyone, to the Triennial Qifeng Conference."