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Chapter 1 Passing on the Western Immortal Lord

Chapter 1: Passing the throne of the Western Immortal Lord

The land of the vast sea, the path to becoming an immortal for many monks.

The so-called becoming an immortal is the last step for many monks to become strong, and it is also the most critical step. Only by taking this step can you truly have profound magic power. Only by this step can you have the ability to control the way of heaven.

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In the east and west directions of the Canghai Land, countless immortal palaces stand. There are a large number of spiritual birds and birds on each mountain peak. In and outside the various immortal palaces, there are a large number of Kunxu cultivators patrolling the surrounding area to prevent monsters.

The clan attacked again.

There are many spiritual transformation cultivators in the main hall of each immortal palace, and there are only a few monks in the Immortal Stage. In this battle of immortals and demons, the sudden attack of the demon clan caused the human cultivators to directly lose most of the monks in the Immortal Stage.

, and the monks gathered in various immortal palaces this time are all discussing how to deal with the demon clan.

There is only one immortal palace in a state of "relaxation", that is the "Ziyun Palace" located on the edge of the east and west. All the high-level monks in the palace are just doing their own things. In addition to the few female cultivators who clean the internal affairs in the hall, they are the ones who are doing their own things. In addition to the few female cultivators who clean the internal affairs in the hall

, no one else.

On the back mountain peak of Ziyun Palace, a red-haired monk sat there. His clothes and long hair combed behind him scattered in the breeze. Next to the monk was a fairy.

There were three souls floating inside the coffin. The monk looked at the immortal coffin in front of him and sat there for a whole day and night.

The next morning, the monk in white stood up, picked up his scattered red hair, put away the fairy coffin that had been floating beside him, and walked directly to the main hall of Ziyun Palace.

Although the pace was slow, the speed was very fast. In just a few breaths, I walked from a mountain a hundred miles away to the hall.

"What should be come, we still have to come."

The red-haired monk walked to the hall and sat directly on the throne on the high place.

"Palace Master, there is still half a month before the Tianhen is opened. Do you need to prepare anything?"

The red-haired monk listened to the monks under the steps and reached out his hand to make a stopping action.

"Qin Ming, how long have you been joining Ziyun Palace?"

The red-haired monk sitting on the high platform spoke.

The monk standing in the audience answered directly after hearing this;

"It has been more than a thousand years, and I still remember that the palace master saved Qin Ming back then. So Qin Ming has been following the palace master until now."

The red-haired monk sitting on the high platform smiled and put away his smile. Then he waved his hand and a yellow light flew out of the red-haired monk directly from the hands of the red-haired monk, landing in the center of the square outside the hall, waiting for Huang

The light dissipated, and a yellow drum was set up on the ground.

The red-haired monk directly made a spell and landed on the drum. The drum became larger and formed a drum face the size of a football field. The red-haired monk and Qin Ming walked out of the hall together and looked at the huge drum.

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"Qin Ming, I have been with me for more than a thousand years. Now I should give you some status."

After hearing this, Qin Ming turned around.

"Prince of the Palace, Qin Ming doesn't ask for anything in return, Qin Ming only needs,,,,,."

Before Qin Ming finished speaking, the red-haired monk stretched out his hand.

Qin Ming knew that the palace master didn't want to listen to him. For Qin Ming, this red-haired monk could be said to be a reborn parent.

When I was in the God Transformation Stage, I fought with the digital God Transformation Stage monk for a magic weapon until I died. If the red-haired monk had not saved him directly, he would have died long ago.

In the next few hundred years, the red-haired monk directly mentioned his cultivation level to the powerful monk in the Taichong period. It took nearly a thousand years to improve his cultivation level to the present.

Qin Ming only used more than 1,700 years of cultivation in the middle nine classes.

Even Qin Ming's strength was taught by the red-haired monk himself. Other monks didn't know what they had done.

"Qin Ming, did you know why I saved you?"

Qin Ming, who was standing aside, shook his head without knowing why.

"I just passed by somewhere back then, but between you and the other monks, I saw a familiar figure. So, I hid directly in the dark and watched your every move. At the end, I will see you.

You are sure that the familiar figure is you, so when you are severely injured, I will take action to protect you."

The red-haired monk looked at the drums in the square in front of the hall and said slowly wherever he stood.

"Qin Ming is not clear, I don't know why the Palace Master saved his subordinates. At that time, he was just an inconspicuous cultivator in the God Transformation Stage. With the Palace Master's cultivation level in the Taixu Stage that year, he was enough to find other cultivation levels than Qin Ming's cultivation level.

Why is Qin Ming the last one who is a high monk?"

Qin Ming asked in confusion where he stood. How did he know the inner world of the red-haired monk?

"You're very much like a person."

The red-haired monk didn't say anything more, just said a few words lightly.

"Qin Ming wants to ask a question."

"You want to ask who you are like? Why is it worthy of a Taixu period monk's rescue? Is that true?"

Qin Ming didn't say anything wherever he stood, and nodded directly.

The red-haired monk stood there and spoke after a while;

"You have his shadow, so I saved you not for you, but for him, you have his shadow. So, when I brought you back, I wanted to take yours away

The soul. However, all this was stopped by him. So, when I saw you, I also remembered myself. So I directly cultivate you step by step.”

Qin Ming was also very shocked when he heard this. For more than a thousand years, he had never had any thoughts about the red-haired monk. Today, the red-haired monk said so much to him. That's why he seemed so shocked, but this

Everything was shocked to him, but everything was hidden by him.

"What the Palace Master said was that he wanted Qin Ming's body to seize the body?"

"That's right."

"Is he the Palace Master's 'brother' of the Palace Master'?"

"That's right."

"Since the palace master wants Qin Ming's body, Qin Ming should present it with both hands. Please ask the palace to take the initiative to pick it up."

Qin Ming said, kneeling directly in front of the red-haired monk. The red-haired monk glanced at him, said nothing, and directly released his spiritual sense to pull Qin Ming up.

"I have already taken it."

The red-haired monk said lightly. Then he swung his right hand directly, and a golden light hit the drum from his hand.

Dong,,,,,

The sound of drums sounded, shocking all directions. Several old monsters in the Ziyun Palace heard the first time. There was only two breaths. Five old monsters in the Immortal stage came directly to the Ziyun Palace square and saw red hair

The monk stood at the entrance of the hall, and all the five monks knelt on the ground.

Around Ziyun Palace, a large number of cultivators are now coming to Ziyun Palace, and the lowest cultivation level is also at the peak of the Tianxu Period.

In a cup of tea, half of the square of Ziyun Palace was filled with monks. Most of them knelt on one knee, and only dozens of people stood there with fists and bowed, and they didn't dare to look up.

There were also a large number of monks standing next to them, and they stood there clasped their fists and did not kneel down. The leader sat directly on the soft couch and did not salute.

"I don't know what instructions will be given to the Western Immortal Lord this time."

The monk sitting on the soft couch spoke.
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