yuán lái rú cǐ 。” guān yú bái fú shèng jìng de míng tóu ， lín xuān zài zhè lǐ yī nián le ， yǐn yǐn yuē yuē yě tīng guò ， rán ér bìng bù xiáng xì ， yuán lái fù jiā zǒng duò zài zhè dòng tiān fú dì lǐ ， guài bù dé bái fú chéng pò bài bù kān ， tā men yě bù guǎn ， yuán lái shì yǔ tā men méi guān xì 。
原来如此。”关于白浮胜境的名头，林轩在这里一年了，隐隐约约也听过，然而并不详细，原来付家总舵在这洞天福地里，怪不得白浮城破败不堪，他们也不管，原来是与他们没关系。
So that's how it is." Lin Xuan had heard about the White Floating Realm's reputation here in Drifting Cloud Valley for a year, but not in great detail. The Fu Family's main hall was indeed located within this Immortal Dwelling, no wonder the White Floating City was in such a state of neglect; they were clearly uninvolved.
yì lùn shēng fēn fēn chuán rù ěr duǒ ， tōng guò zhòng mó de huà yǔ ， lín xuān duì fù jiā ， dào yǒu le yí gè quán xīn de rèn shí 。
议论声纷纷传入耳朵，通过众魔的话语，林轩对付家，倒有了一个全新的认识。
The murmurs and discussions filled his ears as he gained a new perspective on the Fu Family through their words.
fàng yǎn wàng qù ， lái zhè lǐ de mó zú shù liàng fēi tóng xiǎo kě ， zú yǒu shù qiān zhī duō ， mú yàng gèng shì dà bù xiāng tóng ， yǒu de zhǎng dé yǔ rén lèi xiū shì bié wú èr zhì ， yǒu de zé bǐ yāo shòu hái yào gǔ guài dé duō ， lín xuān shèn zhì kàn jiàn le bù shǎo shuāng tóu sì bì de jiā huo 。
放眼望去，来这里的魔族数量非同小可，足有数千之多，模样更是大不相同，有的长得与人类修士别无二至，有的则比妖兽还要古怪得多，林轩甚至看见了不少双头四臂的家伙。
The number of魔族 arriving at the vast field was significant—thousands had already gathered. Their appearances varied greatly, some looking no different from human cultivators, while others were far more bizarre than beasts. Lin Xuan even saw several creatures with two heads and four arms.
xiū wèi gèng shì fēi tóng xiǎo kě ， yǒu xìng lái cǐ chù cān jiā wàn fú dà huì de ， jī hū quán dōu shì yuán yīng yǐ shàng de gāo jiē mó zú ， qí zhōng yòu yǐ lí hé jū duō ， dòng xuán jí bié de cún zài yě yǒu yì chéng zuǒ yòu 。
修为更是非同小可，有幸来此处参加万符大会的，几乎全都是元婴以上的高阶魔族，其中又以离合居多，洞玄级别的存在也有一成左右。
Their cultivation levels were also impressive; nearly all who attended this Ten Thousand Talisman Conference were high-ranking魔族 above the婴 stage, with many at the合 stage. About ten percent were at the洞玄 level.
lín xuān biǎo miàn bù dòng shēng sè ， què xiǎo xīn de guān chá zhe sì zhōu de mó zú 。
林轩表面不动声色，却小心的观察着四周的魔族。
Lin Xuan remained calm on the surface but carefully observed his surroundings. Suddenly, a surprised exclamation caught his attention, filled with disbelief.
tū rán ， yī jīng hū shēng chuán rù ěr duǒ ， lǐ miàn chōng mǎn le bù kě sī yì zhī sè 。
突然，一惊呼声传入耳朵，里面充满了不可思议之色。
"Old Patriarch Yanshan and Senior Yanshan have also come to participate in the Ten Thousand Talisman Conference?"
“ yān shān lǎo zǔ ， yān shān qián bèi yě lái cān jiā wàn fú dà huì le ？”
“燕山老祖，燕山前辈也来参加万符大会了？”
"What? Really?"
“ shén me ？”
“什么？”
"Is it true?"
“ zhēn de jiǎ de 。”
“真的假的。”
The exclamations echoed as魔族 hundreds of feet ahead began to stir.
jīng hū shēng cǐ qǐ bǐ fú ， qián fāng shù bǎi zhàng yuǎn chù de mó zú ， fēn fēn sāo dòng qǐ lái le 。
惊呼声此起彼伏，前方数百丈远处的魔族，纷纷骚动起来了。
Lin Xuan turned his head and couldn't help narrowing his eyes. Among the ancient魔, one figure stood out particularly.
lín xuān zhuǎn guò tóu lú ， yě bù yóu de tóng kǒng wēi suō 。
林轩转过头颅，也不由得瞳孔微缩。
It was an old man with a slender build and a grotesquely ugly face; yet, the aura he emitted was shocking—a Divination Stage cultivator.
zhǐ jiàn zài zhòng duō gǔ mó zhī zhōng ， yǒu yí gè jiā huo ， tè bié de yǐn rén zhù mù 。
只见在众多古魔之中，有一个家伙，特别的引人注目。
Lin Xuan had heard of Old Patriarch Yanshan's reputation before. While he couldn't say for distant places, within this vast area, he was well-known as a formidable魔头. It was said that he hadn't left his place in nearly a thousand years, supposedly to cultivate an incredibly powerful magic art.
nà shì yī shēn cái shòu xiǎo de lǎo zhě ， miàn róng chǒu lòu dào jí chù ， rán ér suǒ sàn fà chū lái de wēi yā què lìng rén chēng mù ， fēn shén qī de jiā huo 。
那是一身材瘦小的老者，面容丑陋到极处，然而所散发出来的威压却令人瞠目，分神期的家伙。
Could it be that the magic art had finally succeeded and allowed him to come out? Lin Xuan's mind raced but didn't pay too much attention; after all, he had no grudge with Old Patriarch Yanshan. Whether or not he came here was irrelevant to him. Besides, his strength had greatly improved since then—the Nine Palaces Rejoicing Sword was already completed, and with the help of Silver Winged Corpse King, facing a Divination Stage cultivator wouldn't be as humiliating as before.
guān yú yān shān lǎo zǔ de míng tóu ， lín xuān qí shí yě tīng guò ， tài yuǎn de dì fāng bù gǎn shuō ， zhì shǎo zài zhè fāng yuán shù bǎi wàn lǐ ， shì wú rén bù zhī ， wú rén bù xiǎo de jù xiāo mó tóu 。
关于燕山老祖的名头，林轩其实也听过，太远的地方不敢说，至少在这方圆数百万里，是无人不知，无人不晓的巨枭魔头。
He casually glanced at Old Patriarch Yanshan's face and quickly turned away.
zhǐ shì tīng shuō tā yǐ yǒu jìn qiān nián bù zài wài miàn zǒu dòng ， jù shuō shì xiū liàn yī mén wēi lì gài shì de mó gōng 。
只是听说他已有近千年不在外面走动，据说是修炼一门威力盖世的魔功。
As time passed, more魔族 arrived in the vast field. Lin Xuan roughly counted them; they had reached nearly ten thousand.
cǐ cì jū rán chū lái cān jiā wàn fú dà huì ， nán dào nà mó gōng yǐ jīng yǒu chéng le ？
此次居然出来参加万符大会，难道那魔功已经有成了？
Fortunately, the field was spacious enough to avoid feeling crowded. However, there were no signs of Fu Family cultivators. The reactions of the other魔were vastly different—those who had never been here before mostly showed dissatisfaction and even complained incessantly. Those who had seen the Ten Thousand Talisman Conference before remained calm and composed.
lín xuān nǎo hǎi zhōng niàn tou zhuǎn guò ， què yě méi yǒu tài guò zài yì shén me ， bì jìng tā yǔ yān shān lǎo zǔ wǎng rì wú yuān ， jìn rì wú chóu ， duì fāng lái bù lái cǐ chù ， gēn běn jiù yǔ tā méi yǒu shén me guān xì de 。
林轩脑海中念头转过，却也没有太过在意什么，毕竟他与燕山老祖往日无冤，近日无仇，对方来不来此处，根本就与他没有什么关系的。
Lin Xuan's cultivation in breathing control far surpassed that of his peers, so he wasn't anxious about the Fu Family cultivators not appearing; there must be a reason. After all, the conference only opened every ten years, and they wouldn't leave their visiting friends out here. Patience would yield results.
hé kuàng lín xuān de shí lì jīn fēi xī bǐ ， jiǔ gōng xū shuǎng jiàn yǐ liàn zhì chéng gōng ， zài jiā shàng yín chì shī wáng de xiāng zhù ， duì shàng fēn shén jí bié de xiū xiān zhě ， jiù suàn yī jiù dǎ bù guò ， dàn táo ， kěn dìng bú huì xiàng dāng chū miàn duì tiān shī mén gǔ lǎo mó yī yàng de láng bèi le 。
何况林轩的实力今非昔比，九宫须爽剑已炼制成功，再加上银翅尸王的相助，对上分神级别的修仙者，就算依旧打不过，但逃，肯定不会像当初面对天尸门古老魔一样的狼狈了。
Half an hour passed, but no more魔族 arrived. Then, from afar, the sound of drums and gongs reached his ears.
zhè diǎn bǎ wò hái shì yǒu de ， gù ér lín xuān mù guāng jǐn jǐn zài yān shān lǎo zǔ de miàn róng shàng sǎo guò ， jiù cóng róng bù pò de shōu huí lái le 。
这点把握还是有的，故而林轩目光仅仅在燕山老祖的面容上扫过，就从容不迫的收回来了。
Lin Xuan followed the sound with his gaze, as did the other魔. In the distance, spatial ripples suddenly appeared, and a door materialized before their eyes.
suí zhe shí jiān de tuī yí ， lái dào guǎng è chǎng zhōng de mó zú yuè lái yuè duō ， lín xuān chū lüè yī shù ， yǐ dá dào jìn wàn de jīng rén guī mó 。
随着时间的推移，来到广垩场中的魔族越来越多，林轩初略一数，已达到近万的惊人规模。
The door was enormous—over seven or eight dozen feet wide—and an ancient and heavy voice echoed in Lin Xuan's ears. The door opened with a loud bang, followed by a flash of light that created a rainbow bridge connecting it to the vast field. From afar, it looked like a bridge.
hǎo zài guǎng è chǎng gòu kuān kuò ， dào yě bú huì xiǎn de yōng jǐ shén me 。
好在广垩场够宽阔，倒也不会显得拥挤什么。
Fu Family cultivators began to emerge from this rainbow bridge, walking towards them en masse.
rán ér qí guài de shì ， fù jiā xiū shì què yí gè yě méi yǒu 。
然而奇怪的是，付家修士却一个也没有。
Lin Xuan couldn't help but chuckle; the Fu Family really had the patience for such theatrics. However, he had to admit that their strength was formidable—five thousand or more魔族 walked down the bridge, all above the婴 stage, with many at the合 and洞玄 stages. There were no Divination Stage cultivators in sight.
zhòng mó duì cǐ de fǎn yìng dà bù xiāng tóng ， chū cì lái dào cǐ dì de ， dà duō lù chū bù mǎn zhī sè ， shèn zhì dié dié bù xiū de bào yuàn qǐ lái le 。
众魔对此的反应大不相同，初次来到此地的，大多露出不满之色，甚至喋喋不休的抱怨起来了。
Of course, this didn't mean there weren't any Divination Stage cultivators among them; according to Lin Xuan's knowledge, the Fu Family had two Supreme Elders, but they usually wouldn't get involved in such matters.
ér yǐ jīng cān jiàn guò wàn fú dà huì de ， zé sī háo jīng yà yě wú ， yī liǎn de qì dìng shén xián zhī sè 。
而已经参见过万符大会的，则丝毫惊讶也无，一脸的气定神闲之色。
With the arrival of the Fu Family cultivators, the Ten Thousand Talisman Conference began.
lín xuān de yǎng qì gōng fu ， zì rán yuǎn yuǎn shèng guò tóng jiē de xiū shì mó zú ， tā yì diǎn yě bù jí ， fù jiā xiū shì hái bù xiàn shēn nà kěn dìng shì yǒu yuán yīn de 。
林轩的养气功夫，自然远远胜过同阶的修士魔族，他一点也不急，付家修士还不现身那肯定是有原因的。
Lin Xuan, despite his seclusion over the past year, knew the conference's process. It was divided into two parts: the first three days were for free trade, while the final auction would be hosted by the Fu Family and feature many precious talismans.
bì jìng wàn fú dà huì shí nián cái kāi qǐ ， tā men zǒng bù néng jiāng zhè me duō wài lái de dào yǒu liàng zài zhè lǐ ， xīn jí chī bù liǎo rè dòu fǔ ， nài xīn děng dài zì rán huì yǒu jié guǒ 。
毕竟万符大会十年才开启，他们总不能将这么多外来的道友晾在这里，心急吃不了热豆腐，耐心等待自然会有结果。
While the final auction seemed more important on the surface, in reality, the free trade could yield significant rewards if one had something that caught the Fu Family's attention. Lin Xuan wandered around the vast field, observing without knowing what talismans each of the Fu Family cultivators possessed. Knowing that even those skilled in talisman-making had their specialties, some focused on defensive talismans, others on offensive ones, and a few were more interested in specialized talismans.
hěn kuài ， bàn gè shí chén guò qù le 。
很快，半个时辰过去了。
With different focuses, the effects of the talismans they crafted varied greatly. Lin Xuan wasn't an expert in talisman-making but came here to acquire them for his own benefit. He didn't care about their attributes; he wanted to collect as many types as possible for future use.
guǎng è chǎng zhōng de mó zú bù zài zēng duō ， yī zhèn luó gǔ shēng què cóng yuǎn fāng chuán rù le ěr duǒ 。
广垩场中的魔族不再增多，一阵锣鼓声却从远方传入了耳朵。
With three full days of free trade, Lin Xuan was not rushed. He would first observe and familiarize himself with the situation before making a decision—acting after careful planning was always wise.
lín xuān xún shēng tái qǐ tóu ， sì zhōu de mó zú yě shì tóng yàng de dòng zuò 。
林轩循声抬起头，四周的魔族也是同样的动作。
His hands moved slowly across the vast field as time passed. Two hours later, he walked on with an extremely satisfied expression. It hadn't been in vain to wait for a year; this Ten Thousand Talisman Conference had not disappointed him. He initially just wanted to familiarize himself and casually browse but ended up collecting several satisfactory talismans. From this, he was sure he could find enough of what he needed.
zhǐ jiàn yuǎn fāng de tiān jì ， kōng jiān bō dòng zhòu qǐ ， suí hòu yī shàn dà mén chū xiàn zài le shì xiàn lǐ 。
只见远方的天际，空间波动骤起，随后一扇大门出现在了视线里。
As he thought, a sudden argument caught his attention. Lin Xuan turned his head and saw a circle of ancient魔 surrounding something in the distance.
nà dà mén shì píng kōng chū xiàn dì ， gāo dà yǐ jí ， kuān zú yǒu qī bā zhàng yǒu yú 。
那大门是凭空出现地，高大以极，宽足有七八丈有余。
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So that's how it is." Lin Xuan had heard about the White Floating Realm's reputation here in Drifting Cloud Valley for a year, but not in great detail. The Fu Family's main hall was indeed located within this Immortal Dwelling, no wonder the White Floating City was in such a state of neglect; they were clearly uninvolved.
The murmurs and discussions filled his ears as he gained a new perspective on the Fu Family through their words.
The number of魔族 arriving at the vast field was significant—thousands had already gathered. Their appearances varied greatly, some looking no different from human cultivators, while others were far more bizarre than beasts. Lin Xuan even saw several creatures with two heads and four arms.
Their cultivation levels were also impressive; nearly all who attended this Ten Thousand Talisman Conference were high-ranking魔族 above the婴 stage, with many at the合 stage. About ten percent were at the洞玄 level.
Lin Xuan remained calm on the surface but carefully observed his surroundings. Suddenly, a surprised exclamation caught his attention, filled with disbelief.
"Old Patriarch Yanshan and Senior Yanshan have also come to participate in the Ten Thousand Talisman Conference?"
"What? Really?"
"Is it true?"
The exclamations echoed as魔族 hundreds of feet ahead began to stir.
Lin Xuan turned his head and couldn't help narrowing his eyes. Among the ancient魔, one figure stood out particularly.
It was an old man with a slender build and a grotesquely ugly face; yet, the aura he emitted was shocking—a Divination Stage cultivator.
Lin Xuan had heard of Old Patriarch Yanshan's reputation before. While he couldn't say for distant places, within this vast area, he was well-known as a formidable魔头. It was said that he hadn't left his place in nearly a thousand years, supposedly to cultivate an incredibly powerful magic art.
Could it be that the magic art had finally succeeded and allowed him to come out? Lin Xuan's mind raced but didn't pay too much attention; after all, he had no grudge with Old Patriarch Yanshan. Whether or not he came here was irrelevant to him. Besides, his strength had greatly improved since then—the Nine Palaces Rejoicing Sword was already completed, and with the help of Silver Winged Corpse King, facing a Divination Stage cultivator wouldn't be as humiliating as before.
He casually glanced at Old Patriarch Yanshan's face and quickly turned away.
As time passed, more魔族 arrived in the vast field. Lin Xuan roughly counted them; they had reached nearly ten thousand.
Fortunately, the field was spacious enough to avoid feeling crowded. However, there were no signs of Fu Family cultivators. The reactions of the other魔were vastly different—those who had never been here before mostly showed dissatisfaction and even complained incessantly. Those who had seen the Ten Thousand Talisman Conference before remained calm and composed.
Lin Xuan's cultivation in breathing control far surpassed that of his peers, so he wasn't anxious about the Fu Family cultivators not appearing; there must be a reason. After all, the conference only opened every ten years, and they wouldn't leave their visiting friends out here. Patience would yield results.
Half an hour passed, but no more魔族 arrived. Then, from afar, the sound of drums and gongs reached his ears.
Lin Xuan followed the sound with his gaze, as did the other魔. In the distance, spatial ripples suddenly appeared, and a door materialized before their eyes.
The door was enormous—over seven or eight dozen feet wide—and an ancient and heavy voice echoed in Lin Xuan's ears. The door opened with a loud bang, followed by a flash of light that created a rainbow bridge connecting it to the vast field. From afar, it looked like a bridge.
Fu Family cultivators began to emerge from this rainbow bridge, walking towards them en masse.
Lin Xuan couldn't help but chuckle; the Fu Family really had the patience for such theatrics. However, he had to admit that their strength was formidable—five thousand or more魔族 walked down the bridge, all above the婴 stage, with many at the合 and洞玄 stages. There were no Divination Stage cultivators in sight.
Of course, this didn't mean there weren't any Divination Stage cultivators among them; according to Lin Xuan's knowledge, the Fu Family had two Supreme Elders, but they usually wouldn't get involved in such matters.
With the arrival of the Fu Family cultivators, the Ten Thousand Talisman Conference began.
Lin Xuan, despite his seclusion over the past year, knew the conference's process. It was divided into two parts: the first three days were for free trade, while the final auction would be hosted by the Fu Family and feature many precious talismans.
While the final auction seemed more important on the surface, in reality, the free trade could yield significant rewards if one had something that caught the Fu Family's attention. Lin Xuan wandered around the vast field, observing without knowing what talismans each of the Fu Family cultivators possessed. Knowing that even those skilled in talisman-making had their specialties, some focused on defensive talismans, others on offensive ones, and a few were more interested in specialized talismans.
With different focuses, the effects of the talismans they crafted varied greatly. Lin Xuan wasn't an expert in talisman-making but came here to acquire them for his own benefit. He didn't care about their attributes; he wanted to collect as many types as possible for future use.
With three full days of free trade, Lin Xuan was not rushed. He would first observe and familiarize himself with the situation before making a decision—acting after careful planning was always wise.
His hands moved slowly across the vast field as time passed. Two hours later, he walked on with an extremely satisfied expression. It hadn't been in vain to wait for a year; this Ten Thousand Talisman Conference had not disappointed him. He initially just wanted to familiarize himself and casually browse but ended up collecting several satisfactory talismans. From this, he was sure he could find enough of what he needed.
As he thought, a sudden argument caught his attention. Lin Xuan turned his head and saw a circle of ancient魔 surrounding something in the distance.
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