Japanese practitioners know this very well. They are extremely respectful and respectful to Li Yundong. At this time, no one doubts the identity of Li Yundong's reincarnated Ming king. Even Tiantai Sect, Pure Land Sect and Zhenyan Tantra sect, who had many festivals with Li Yundong, rushed over from the top of the mountain and saluted the reincarnated Ming king.

At this time, Li Yundong didn't care how to deal with the mysterious fox hiding in the purple gold and jade plate. He had to first say hello to the practitioners who came to see him like a busy diplomat, and Ziyuan acted as his interpreter. The two were busy.

Ding Nan on one side looked at Li Yundong with envy. She has always been very vain and has always been eager to become the focus of attention. Li Yundong doesn't like to stay in full view of the public, nor does she like the pursuit of the public, but she is very eager. She just hopes that if Li Yundong's position is changed to her own, how good would it be?

Ding Nan gently bit her lips and had some complaints in her heart. She thought she had made a lot of efforts in this fierce battle, but no one came up to affirm her achievements and contributions. Her actions were covered up by Li Yundong.

"If this goes on, when will the world notice me?" Ding Nan thought faintly in her heart, and her eyes fell on Li Yundong.

Seeing that her eyes were full of unwilling and resentment, Zhou Qin couldn't help thinking of the friction and resentment with Ding Nan before. She thought Ding Nan was thinking about Li Yundong's immortal pen that had not been returned yet, so she secretly felt resentment in her heart and said: "What are you doing looking at my master like this? Are you afraid he won't return your magic weapon? Oh, by the way, even you know this magic weapon isn't yours. What are you thinking about?"

Ding Nan was already tangled with resentment. At this time, she turned her head and glared at Zhou Qin.

Zhou Qin was also impolite. He sneered and said, "don't worry, although this magic weapon is not yours, my master won't take advantage of you. If you say it back, it will be back to you!"

Ding Nan was so excited that she immediately blurted out, "am I worried? I'm sure Li Yundong won't do such a thing!" then she turned and left. It seemed that she couldn't stand staying with Zhou Qin any longer.

But she went a few steps away and immediately regretted it.

Immortal pen is not an ordinary magic weapon. Having such a magic weapon is equivalent to many more killer maces during the war. Ding Nan couldn't help looking back at Li Yundong, but saw that his familiar classmate and object of love were smiling and saluting one by one with the practitioners of various schools in Japan, just like a diplomat.

Among them, many people from the Chinese cultivation sect also came to see the ceremony. Du Fei of Quanzhen Longmen sect relied on his friendship with Li Yundong, came forward and said with a smile: "immortal Li showed his great power today, and I Du Fei opened my eyes today. I really admire it. It's really lucky that there are heavy pedestrians like immortal Li in the Chinese cultivation circle!"

Li Yundong smiled, turned around, took the burning finger bowl, held it in both hands and sent it to Du Fei, saying: "Thanks to immortal Du's helping hand, my magic weapon, and the great help of your practice friends, we can win the war regardless of life and death. This is really not my own credit. Immortal Du, take back this burning finger bowl. I have brazenly borrowed it for many days, and it should be returned to you."