Primordial Era: Starting with the repair of Penglai Immortal Island

He was none other than Zhao Gongming, the eldest outer disciple of the Shangqing Tongtian Sect Master.

Behind Zhao Gongming followed the three sisters of Sanxiao, each with their own unique charm.

Standing at the forefront was Fairy Yunxiao, dressed in a moon-white fairy robe with cloud patterns. Her temperament was gentle and serene, and her beauty was otherworldly. She was surrounded by pure energy, and her cultivation was quite remarkable, having reached the late stage of the Golden Immortal realm.

Yunxiao's gaze was calm, but when he looked at Huanglong, there was a hint of doubt in his eyes.

To Yunxiao's left is Qiongxiao, dressed in a dark blue dress, with a cold and aloof appearance. Her almond-shaped eyes are glaring at Huanglong, making no attempt to hide her dissatisfaction and indifference, and even a hint of disdain.

Bixiao Fairy stood a little behind, dressed in a light purple flowing fairy dress. She looked the youngest, but her eyes were the most lively and mischievous. She looked at Huanglong with a hint of curiosity.

Huang Long nodded slightly to the four of them and said, "Junior Brother Gongming, it's been a long time. Your cultivation is even better than before."

He turned his gaze to the Three Immortals of the Clouds, "Junior Sister Yunxiao, Junior Sister Qiongxiao, Junior Sister Bixiao, how have you been?"

Yunxiao and Bixiao also curtsied at the same time, their voices clear and melodious: "Greetings, Senior Brother Huanglong."

Only Qiongxiao gave a cold snort and turned her head away, ignoring Huanglong's greeting. The atmosphere suddenly became somewhat awkward.

Yunxiao's eyes narrowed slightly, and she snapped, "Qiongxiao!"

Qiongxiao was scolded by her sister Yunxiao, and only then did she reluctantly turn around, giving Huanglong a perfunctory bow, her voice barely audible: "Greetings, Senior Brother Huanglong." After saying that, she still kept a straight face.

Huang Long was very puzzled. He had only met this Junior Sister Qiongxiao twice and had no grudges against her. Why was she treating him like this?

When did I offend her?

He remained expressionless and calmly returned the greeting, saying, "Fellow junior brothers and sisters, there's no need for such formalities."

He then voiced his doubts, "Junior Brother Gongming, why are so many disciples of the Jie Sect heading in the same direction? Is Uncle Tongtian giving a sermon?"

Zhao Gongming was also puzzled by Huang Long's question. He then said, "Senior Brother Huang Long, today is the opening day of the once-in-a-millennium Dao Discussion Conference of our three sects. All the disciples are going to participate in the conference. Are you perhaps unaware of this?" His words were filled with doubt.

Upon hearing this, Huang Long became even more confused: "A conference for disciples of the three religions to discuss the Dao?"

Seeing that he seemed genuinely unaware, Yunxiao gently explained, "This Dao Discussion Conference, since its inception by Senior Brother Antarctic Immortal of the Chan Sect, has been held once every thousand years. It is hosted by disciples of the Human, Jie, and Chan Sects in turn, with the aim of exchanging skills, exchanging Daoist methods, and exchanging items needed for their respective cultivation. It has been held dozens of times to date."

Yunxiao paused for a moment before saying, "However... I have never seen my senior brother appear at the Three Religions Discourse Meeting." Her words were tactful, but she pointed out the fact that Huanglong had been absent for a long time.

Only after Yunxiao reminded him did Huanglong suddenly remember.

The "Discourse Conference of the Three Teachings"! He had participated in the first conference, which was indeed scheduled to be held once every thousand years. However, he was always away from Kunlun for other matters. Even when he was in Kunlun, he was in seclusion in the temple for cultivation. He did not participate in the subsequent conferences.

"When he was in Kunlun, it seems that no one had informed him, and he thought that the matter had not been carried out."

Over time, they completely forgot about it.

A hint of embarrassment crossed his face, and he casually asked, "I see, thank you for reminding me, Junior Sister Yunxiao. But I wonder... which disciple is in charge of organizing this Dao Discussion Conference?"

Bixiao, being straightforward, spoke up before Zhao Gongming and Yunxiao could, saying, "This time it's our Jie Sect's turn to host, and Senior Sister Wudang will be in charge of everything!" Her tone carried a hint of pride.

"No way?!"

Huang Long's heart skipped a beat, and he thought to himself.

Thinking of Wudang, a fragment of a less-than-pleasant memory that Huanglong had almost forgotten suddenly surfaced in his mind, causing his lips to twitch slightly.

He glanced at Zhao Gongming, then at the Three Immortals of Sanxiao, especially Qiongxiao, who still wore a cold expression, and chuckled twice, saying, "Well... to be honest, fellow disciples, I've been away from the mountain for a long time and don't know which immortal mountain the Dao Discussion Conference is currently being held on. Would you please help me, Junior Brother Gongming and the three junior sisters, to show me the way?"

Zhao Gongming was a straightforward and generous man. Although he found it strange that Huang Longlian couldn't remember the conference initiated by his own senior brother of the Chan Sect, he didn't think much of it and immediately decided, "Senior brother, you're too kind. Please come with us." With that, he prepared to ride his escape light.

At this moment, Qiongxiao, who had been observing coldly, suddenly spoke, her voice chillingly cold: "Senior Brother Huanglong seems to have a bad memory. He can even forget the grand event of the Three Religions. Could it be that during the last Daoist discussion, your 'fists and feet' were too powerful, and you don't even dare to recall them?"

Huang Long didn't expect that Qiong Xiao's aloof personality and sarcastic words would be "quite pleasant to hear"!

"Second Sister!" Yunxiao's voice was much stern this time.

Zhao Gongming frowned and said to Huang Long, "Senior brother, please don't be offended. Qiongxiao is just talking nonsense!"

Huang Long was enlightened by Qiong Xiao's words and instantly understood the root cause of her bad attitude towards him!

The problem lies in the last competition...!

Having figured this out, Huang Long was truly at a loss for words. At the time, he and the group of physically tough warriors of the Wu tribe were used to hammering each other, and he hadn't stopped fighting Wu Dang during their duel, but it was by no means an intentional offense.

Besides, tens of thousands of years have passed, and he himself had almost forgotten about it, but unexpectedly, Qiongxiao still remembered this "old debt".

He could only give a helpless bitter smile and cup his hands in greeting to Qiongxiao: "Regarding what Junior Sister Qiongxiao said... I, your senior brother, did indeed have some faults. I had just broken through to the Taiyi realm not long ago, and it was not my intention to fail to control my strength. Please forgive me, Junior Sister." He dared not admit that he had simply gotten into the swing of things.

Huang Long's sincere attitude and willingness to admit his mistake made it difficult for Qiong Xiao to continue her outburst. She snorted and turned her face away, but her expression seemed to have softened slightly.

Seeing this, Yunxiao quickly smoothed things over, saying softly, "Senior Brother Huanglong, you're too kind. What happened back then was just a friendly sparring match; occasional clashes are inevitable. Brother, it's getting late. Let's take Senior Brother to the Trial Platform now, so we don't miss the grand event."

Zhao Gongming nodded in agreement: "That's right, that's right. Senior brother, please come with us."

Then, five streaks of light rose up, streaking across the sea of ​​clouds over Kunlun Mountain, and sped toward Shangqing Peak.

During the flight, Zhao Gongming occasionally chatted with Huanglong, introducing some changes in the conference in recent years. Because more and more disciples were participating, the venue was changed to the Dao Discussion Platform on Sanqing Peak, but the host was still rotated.

Yunxiao remained gentle and polite, Qiongxiao remained silent, but at least she no longer showed a cold face. Bixiao, after becoming familiar with Huanglong, started chattering away, asking all sorts of questions.