The day for the gate to the Immortal Realm to open finally arrived. In the past ten days, Tang Lin had traveled all over the city, but still could not find Geng gold materials. The remaining three Geng gold formation flags had not been refined yet.
However, when they heard that Tang Lin needed Geng gold materials, Randen Ancient Buddha and other senior brothers, three of them actually had them, and gave them to Tang Lin one after another.
Tang Lin kept this kindness in mind, and also borrowed the divine fire from Senior Brother Qian. Refining the formation flag was quite complicated and could not be done in a day or two. It would take at least a few months, so Tang Lin borrowed the fire directly. Prepare to refine it yourself after entering the fairyland.
Senior Brother Qian was extremely polite to Tang Lin's offer of help and gave it to him without saying a word. Ever since Tang Lin defeated the third senior brother, many Lantern Ancient Buddhas have attached great importance to this young junior brother.
Everything was ready. On the day when the Immortal Realm opened, Buddha summoned Jingwu, Jingneng, and Tang Lin to the gathering place at the gate of the Immortal Realm.
Before leaving, I temporarily handed over the control of the Buddhist temple to the third senior brother. This time, it will be ten years!
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The sky above Baiyu Xianzhou.
A series of howling winds came from afar and stopped here. There were seven people in total, all carrying a majestic aura.
Among them, there is a figure that is the most eye-catching. He is dressed in white like snow, has a slender figure, and his cold cheeks are like the ice and snow of distant mountains. In his hand, he holds a black scabbard.
He stood quietly in the void, and the bone-chilling aura on his body made the people around him afraid to approach.
There is no doubt that if this person is not Xuanyuan, who else could he be?
Beside him, the headmaster of the White Feather Sect stood with his hands behind his back, looking as graceful as a handsome dandy, with a faint smile on his lips.
The people next to them were a little away from these two people. Whether they were the headmaster of the Baiyu Sect or Xuanyuan, they were no small characters.
Whoosh! Whoosh! Whoosh!
Three figures flew past in the distance, headed by a middle-aged man, who flew up on a red light with a calm expression. When he saw the headmaster of the White Feather Sect, he showed a smile, cupped his hands and said: "White Feather Palm" Teach, congratulations!"
The headmaster of the Baiyu Sect glanced at this person with great interest and said, "Why are you congratulating me?"
The middle-aged man smiled and said: "How can you not congratulate the master for accepting such an outstanding disciple? Who knows Xuanyuan in the Little Immortal World today? The Taoist masters of the twelve paths were all defeated by Xuanyuan. In a few hundred years, it won’t be surprising even if you become an immortal!"
Headmaster Bai Yu's eyes flashed and he said with a smile: "This is all Xuanyuan's opportunity, but it is another person who is the real genius."
"Oh?" The middle-aged man was very interested.
"Have you forgotten the young man who invented the way of living beings back then?" Headmaster Bai Yu looked at the middle-aged man with a half-smile.
Hearing this, the middle-aged man's face changed, and he forced a smile and said, "Yes, this man is also a genius."
Headmaster Bai Yu smiled, turned away, and said no more.
The middle-aged man's face was a little ugly, and he clenched his fingers quietly under his sleeves. On his cuffs, there was a pattern of a golden sun embroidered on it - Chunyang Sect!
The rest of the people next to them all looked gloating when they heard the conversation between Headmaster Bai Yu and the middle-aged man. These people were so well-informed. They already knew about the grievances between Tang Lin and Chunyang Sect. Now they saw Headmaster Bai Yu using Tang Lin to give him money. From the look on Chunyang Sect's face, they all guessed that this was probably because of the Seven Stars Region.
Because the Chunyang Sect was founded by the Seven Stars Territory, although it has not become the third largest sect in the Little Immortal World, it has been suppressed by the Ancient Buddhist Temple and the White Feather Sect. If it were not for the sake of the Seven Stars Territory, it might have been destroyed long ago.
Just then——
A gentle voice spread throughout the audience: "You all seem to be talking about my little disciple." As the voice fell, a golden ray of light split from the void, and several figures slowly walked out of it, headed by Tianyin Buddha.
, sitting cross-legged on the nine-leaf Buddha lotus, looking at Headmaster Bai Yu with gentle eyes, and nodded to him.
Headmaster Bai Yu smiled slightly and said nothing.
A hint of gloom flashed across the middle-aged man's face, and then his expression returned to normal. He smiled and cupped his hands and said, "It turns out to be Buddha. The master and I were talking about the most outstanding genius in the world today. I'm afraid he will die."
We lost to Xuanyuan and Tang Lin."
Buddha smiled slightly and said: "Thank you very much."
Tang Lin, who was behind him, stared at the middle-aged man, with a hint of murderous intent in his eyes. He recognized this person's identity as soon as he came. He should be the leader of the Chunyang Sect, with the Taoist name Chiyangzi!
Although murderous intent surged in his heart, Tang Lin was not reckless. He quickly restrained the murderous intent in his heart and showed a calm look on his face.
But Chiyangzi didn't even look at Tang Lin. After saying hello to the Buddha, he turned around, stood with his hands behind his back, and looked into the distance.
Tang Lin's eyes flashed, sweeping over this person and landing on the two people behind him. They were an old man with white hair and a charming woman in pink. Both of them stood with their hands lowered respectfully, noticing that
Tang Lin looked up at him, with a hint of murderous intent in his eyes.
Tang Lin sneered, glanced at the two of them provocatively, and looked away. It was obviously an unwise choice to take action here, and he might not be able to beat Chi Yangzi, so he had to wait for the opportunity.
The two people behind Chiyangzi were naturally included in Tang Lin's must-kill list. On the way here, Tang Lin learned from the Buddha that this time only the Ancient Buddhist Temple and Baiyumen had three places, and Chunyang
Zong, but there are only two places!
As for the rest of the loose immortals, such as the Nine Swords Immortal, who have no power foundation in the immortal realm, they only have one quota!
At this time, in addition to Tang Lin and others, there were three people from the Chunyang Sect and four people from the Bai Yu Sect.
Among the three people brought by Headmaster Bai Yu, besides Xuanyuan, there were two others. One of them, Tang Lin, knew him. It was Fairy Leng Yue who performed the Tao of Time at the Tao Discussion Conference!
At the beginning, this woman had the body of a semi-immortal. Now, a hundred years later, although she has not broken through to the level of an immortal, judging from the fluctuations of vitality in her body, she is a bit stronger than before.
The other person is a handsome young man with a gentle smile on his face, and his cultivation has also reached the semi-immortal level.
Tang Lin's eyes flashed and he looked at the other four people. Among them was a young man in white, with an indifferent expression, sitting on a golden gourd. Behind him, stood respectfully a woman in dark purple clothes. This woman looked like
It's not outstanding, but it gives people a gentle and watery feeling.
The most eye-catching thing is that there are nine silver thin swords floating behind this woman!
Tang Lin's eyes flashed. There was no doubt that the young man in white sitting in front of this woman should be the rumored Nine Swords Immortal!
However, at this moment, the Nine Swords Immortal looked like a Drinking Sword Immortal. Even when he was waiting for the gate to the Immortal Realm to open, he did not forget to carry a small gourd and drink by himself, without paying any attention to the arriving Buddha.