After learning that the person coming from the sea was Zhang Yan, many cave heavenly real people came out of the cave palace, looked at the sky, and watched the mysterious energy of the mysterious crossing across the sea, from east to west, and threw themselves to the Longyuan Daze.

In the South China Sect, Huang Yugong looked at the vast atmosphere in the sky, and his expression was somewhat complicated.

Only more than four hundred years have passed since the Sixteen Sects of Fighting Swords, the person in front of him has already cultivated from the first level of the Nascent Soul to the Cave Heaven. Although he is afraid of such a person, he also has a bit of admiration.

At this time, he suddenly felt a sense in his heart, and his expression moved. He quickly waved his sleeves and opened the ban. A shadow of light came from outside and fell beside him.

He bowed and said, "Fellow Daoist Shi is here."

Shi Zhenren also bowed and said, "I have to come."

Mr. Huang Yu shook his head and pointed to Tianzhong and said, "When this fellow Taoist Zhang was in the Nascent Soul Realm, his magic power was the best among his peers. Now that he has entered the Cave Heaven, he is not only not weak, but also more powerful. Even if you and I take advantage of the Tao first, they are still far inferior. Now, the Mingcang Sect has become the twelve Cave Heavens that year. For us, we don't know whether it is good or bad."

Shi Zhenren said flatly: "It's not good, and the world's inspiration is only available. There are many geniuses among the juniors of the Mingcang Sect. What if there are a few more people? Don't forget that this fashion is within the three major disasters, and those with small power and lonely power must first respond to the disaster."

Mr. Huang Yu frowned and gradually became serious, saying, "You and I need to discuss a countermeasure."

In the Blood Soul Sect and on the orchid musk platform, several Nascent Soul Elders sat in the pavilion.

An elder looked at the eleven divine lights reflected in the sky, and his face looked worried. He said, "I don't know what the Mingcang Sect is going to do this time. I heard that several real people have all left the seclusion and have all gone to Wanling Cliff to take charge."

Someone said in a deep voice: "Is it necessary to attack the sect?"

An old Taoist with green eyebrows and white head waved his hand and said, "Don't talk nonsense, as it shouldn't be like this! The monks who have arrived at the realm of Cave Heaven are even more willing to save their lives. The Mingcang Sect has not reached the critical moment of life and death, and it has not reached the disaster, so why should they do this?"

Someone immediately retorted: "Elder Song's words are wrong. There were eight demons in Beimingzhou that day. Didn't the Mingcang Sect say nothing? He brought his sword to the door?"

Elder Song said in a deep voice: "How can I compare? The Beiming Demon Sect wants to click on the spiritual acupoint. This is the foundation of the Mingcang Sect. If you and I have to fight for life and death. Moreover, the Demon Sect seemed to be in great strength at that time. But there was no help from outside. There was a disagreement within us, and the six sects of our Lingmen were in harmony. One prospered and the other suffered, and my blood and soul was in trouble. I would not sit by and watch. Even if the eleven cave heavens came together, I could fight with it. On the other hand, the Xuanmen Sect would only sit by and watch our two sides lose their strength. Therefore, Song dared to assert that the Mingcang Sect would never do such a thing!"

When everyone heard this, they felt much more at ease.

At this time, a light of spirit flew over from the mountain. Elder Song grabbed it and saw that it was a flying book. After reading it, his expression changed a few times, and then said, "You can take it."

He passed the letter down and everyone took it to see it one by one. Only then did he realize that Zhang Yan had cultivated the cave heaven and returned to the mountain, and the truth from Ming Cang welcomed the people of Ming Cang to do this.

However, knowing the reason, everyone's expressions did not show much relief. The Blood Soul Sect and the Mingcang Sect are very close, and the other party has one more cave, which is not good news.

However, in the midst of a deep solemn scene, there was a man drinking and drinking, looking very leisurely. Someone said dissatisfiedly: "How come Brother Jiao feels relaxed?"

Senior Brother Jiao smiled and said, "This is not a bad thing for us."

Someone asked, "How can I explain this?"

Elder Jiao said: "At most ten years later, a spiritual cave will appear. The Mingcang Sect has always judged the position by merit. This Zhenren Zhang is not a disciple of the Cave Heaven. If he has not become a Cave Heaven, he will inevitably enter this game and compete again. But I want to ask, "Dear students, who can defeat him?"

Many people remained silent. It was rumored that in the spiritual cave, Zhang Yan beat eight real people in the third level without any resistance. In the end, it was up to Zhenren Huan to get rid of the crisis. Let me ask how do such a person have the courage to fight against them?

Someone snorted and said, "In this way, it's a good thing,"

Senior Brother Jiao yelled and said, "I think so much about He Yi, you and me are just chess pieces. Is the eleventh or twelveth number of the Mingcang School of the Cave Heaven? What's the difference between us? Why not take advantage of the disaster and have a few more days of leisure?"

Elder Song looked at him and waved his sleeves and said, "Everyone, you don't have to gather here. You all go back to the caves to avoid unstable people's hearts.

As soon as he spoke, several elders dispersed themselves, but they called Elder Jiao alone and said sternly: "Elder Jiao, don't ask anyone for such words to suck their ambition in the future."

Elder Jiao smiled, hugged him, and then a rainbow of light flew away.

In Biyu Xuan, there were people coming and going. Elder Yan Xiaoyang achieved the Nascent Soul, so all the good sects of all families came to send gifts.

Han Zuocheng was a little depressed and found an excuse to leave the table. He went to the back mountain alone. When he arrived in front of a large lake, he took out a jar of wine and then slapped it. The wine flowed out from the inside, and the fragrance of wine suddenly filled the wine.

But I heard a sound from the lake water, and a golden dragon broke through the water, sucked it gently, turned into a thread, slowly entered the abdomen, shook his head and tail and said, "Good wine, good wine."

Han Zuocheng laughed and said, "You old dragon, you drink it with wine, what good or bad can you tell me?"

Aotong stared at him and said, "Brother Han, you seem to have something to worry about?"

Han Zuocheng fell silent and said, "After the New Year, I want to go back to Zhao's retreat and practice."

Yuan Tong exclaimed and said, "Why are you concerned about practicing?"

He knew what Han Zuo had become so good that Zhaoyou Tianchi was not waiting, so he had to run out. He saw that the younger disciples were better than him in cultivation. As an elder, his face was not good-looking, so it would be better to avoid it.

Han Zuocheng sighed: "I never took my practice to heart in the past. I always felt that I was just seeking a happy life. But after thinking about it, if I don't work hard for my teacher, I will be embarrassed by my teacher's ability."

Aotong said excitedly: "Are you looking for a cave?

Han Zuocheng said angrily: "I can't do it when it comes to the affairs of the eldest sister and the second brother."

I only know my own affairs. I have no firm heart toward the great way. If I enter the Nascent Soul Realm in the future, I will have already come to an end.

After hearing this, Aotong felt listless.

Han Zuocheng looked at his expression and said strangely: "I always said that you were not allowed to drink with you when I was in seclusion? Why? Now I hope I practice hard again?"

Aotong sighed and said, "I have no friends in the door. You are very in love with Brother Han. If you die early, you will be boring."

Han Zuocheng smiled and said, "Don't worry, even for this old dragon, I will have to live a few more years."

At this moment, a flying book flew out of the door. He immediately reached out and said, "Justice Mingcang just now, but I don't know what happened. I went to the book to ask, and now there is an echo."

But after seeing this, Zhi couldn't help but tremble in his hands and said, "Mr., his old man has achieved the cave heaven outside and is now back to the mountain."

He was overjoyed and did not care about talking to Aotong, and said, "I need my wife to say this big thing."

He flew back together and flew back excitedly. After a while, he returned to the door. However, the voice of speaking came from the inside. When he heard it carefully, it was the two brothers and sisters of Yan who were talking. Every time this uncle saw him, he was sarcastic. Therefore, he did not want to meet and turned around and wanted to leave. However, he heard Yan Xiaoyang's voice saying, "Sister, although my younger brother has become a Nascent Soul, he lacks a spiritual bird. I think it is useless to keep that pair of brother-in-law Long Yan. How about it, why not leave it to me to raise?"

Han Zuocheng was stunned and stopped.

Yan Xiyue's voice came out and said, "Brother, I know that I love that pair of strange beasts. It was given to your brother-in-law by my mother before she left. You shouldn't be greedy anymore."

"What's the use of staying in his hands? But it was ruined in vain."

Yan Xiyue's voice was a little unhappy, "Brother, how could you say that to your brother-in-law?"

"Has I ever said it wrong? Look at his appearance, drinking and having fun all day long, and not trying to make progress, you are kind, but look at the outside world, the great disaster is coming, and you two can hide in the Mingcang Sect at that time. Isn't the foundation of the ancestors still the foundation of their ancestors still the ones?"

Yan Xiyue said angrily: "Brother, why do you say this..."

When Han Zuocheng heard this, he lifted the curtain and stepped inside. Both of them changed their expressions. Yan Xiyue looked worried, but Yan Xiaoyang sneered.

Han Zuocheng glanced at the two of them and said to Yan Xiaoyang first: "Brother, you can come to me to get that pair of Long Yan tomorrow."

Then he raised his hand to stop Yan Xiyue from speaking and said, "There is a letter in the door. The teacher has made a cave heaven and returned from the mountain. As a husband and disciple, he should go to pay homage. If the wife is convenient, she can accompany me."

Above Longyuan Daze, the Mingcang sect’s mountain access control array was opened, and the eleven real people stood in the hall together.

Soon, a mysterious energy came from the east, carrying the sky and the earth, without distinction between clear and turbidity, dark and dark, invisible and formless, as if there were endless mysteries.

Shen Boshuang looked at it for a moment and said, "Zhang Zhenren's Dharma appearance is unexpressible and his intention is out of reach. The senior brother of the sect thought, how should he call it?"

The head of Qin pondered for a moment and said slowly: "The mysterious energy is in Taichu, the darkness is as empty as nothing, the spirit is still purple, the innate creation map, this can be called the 'innate mysterious image'."

Shen Boshuang thought for a moment and said, "I deserve this."

Zhang Yan arrived above the Longyuan Lake, shook his body, took the Dharma image, rode the wind into the Floating Heavenly Palace, and walked up the palace steps. Wherever he passed, the boys standing on both sides bowed deeply, and the sound of saying "Zhang Zhenren" continued.

Soon, he stepped into the hall, looked up and saw that the Mingcang school of the cave heaven was all in the hall. On one side of his right hand were the five real people, Meng Zhide, Shen Baishuang, Qin Yu, Zhu Zhixing, and Sun Zhiyan.

On the left hand are five real people, Xiao Rongyu, Du Yunzhan, Han Zaiyang, Yan Gongzhen and Peng Wenyin.

Only Qi Yuntian stood near the head of the sect, and thought he had taken the deputy hall master of Shangji Palace.

In the last tribute, Meng Zhenren said, "The head of the sect has an order, please ask the Lord of the Duzhen Palace to take the seat."

Zhang Yan returned a bow, swayed his sleeves, walked forward, and walked to the front of everyone. He stood at the Lord of the Zhen Palace, bowed to the head first, and then turned around. All the true people from the cave heaven below bowed their heads, "The Lord of the Zhen Palace is polite."

Zhang Yan also bowed his head and said, "You are polite."

After the words were finished, a roar of light rushed into the sky, collaborating with the previous divine light for twelve ways, radiating, and the light appeared in the northern sky, shining on half of the continent!

Since the chaos inside the previous sect, Mingcang has become a twelve cave heavens!

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