The Flying Sword Immortal Sect is a very unique existence. The entire sect is basically a few spiritual breaths, a casual cultivator in the foundation-building stage, and a semi-immortal master who has no hope of practicing and intends to seek wealth. There are so many such people, so they gather together.
But I also want to do something big.
The usurpation of the throne for half a year ago was caused by their own fire. The result was beyond their expectations. Emperor Xuanwen actually made a move. Not only did he hide powerful monks and break their conspiracy in one fell swoop, but he also directly started to do the monks.
The college recruits students across the empire, and it is obvious that they will not be given a way out for those casual cultivators.
After some conspiracy, the only countermeasure they came up with was to make their faces ruined before the academy became bigger! Only then did they ask for a relationship and spend a lot of money to invite a peak Jindan monk to other countries for the time being
The guest elders of the sect then forced Tianxin Academy to set up a sect banquet to destroy their majesty.
Waiting for the monk Lang Lang, surnamed Huang, to finish reading the prayer for the beginning of the sect, the guest elder, who had been impatient for a long time, rushed to the stage and bowed to the monk Huang.
"I, the guest elder of the Flying Sword Immortal Sect, is a guest elder of Guangheng. The noble sect is now called to open the sect, which is a joyful congratulation! But since it is a sect, it is not a good idea to convince the public without any real skills! Can President Huang appreciate his face? I'm here to ask for advice.
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The monk named Huang raised his eyebrows and replied, "Fellow Daoist is right, but I am just the dean of the college and manage the miscellaneous things in the college. My ancestor of Tianxin Academy, who was the founding ancestor, has arrived at the scene today. Please recommend it to me.
Everyone!"
"The ancestor of the founding sect? Is it the ancestor of the Nascent Soul?"
"Not the Nascent Soul, who dares to be called the ancestor?"
"I heard that Tianxin Academy has a great relationship with Donghai Kingdom. Could it be that Venerable Fajing is not dead?"
As soon as the monk surnamed Huang finished speaking, the audience was immediately moved.
Not only were the casual cultivators who came to visit shocked, but the people who had been infiltrated by the Flying Sword Immortal Sect also began to restlessly. However, the disciples of Tianxin Academy were boiling and excited.
They had been admitted to the hospital for so long, but they didn't know that the academy had a legendary immortal like the Nascent Soul Ancestor! The Jindan monks sitting in the VIP seat had different expressions, some were shocked and some were lucky enough to gloat. The Lord of the Lingshui Palace
He stared at Xiao Han and others with a profound meaning, and there was no abnormality on his face.
Guanghengzi was slightly stunned and cursed in his heart. The Feijian Immortal Sect did not mention anything about the Nascent Soul Ancestor, but only told Tianxin Academy that the strongest one was the Huang clerk.
"Haha, if the ancestor is really under the formation, we dare not overestimate ourselves!" His tone changed a lot, but he still had a hint of suspicion in his heart. "But please ask the ancestor to come out and let me wait and see the fairy face!
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After he finished speaking, everyone in the audience stretched their necks and waited for the mysterious Nascent Soul Ancestor to appear.
"Please beg the ancestor Junming!" The monk surnamed Huang stopped waiting for anything, bowed to the sky and shouted loudly.
The moment he shouted, the whole world suddenly changed color. The pastel sea of clouds appeared in front of everyone. The sea of clouds was vast and boundless. I could only look at the rolling mountains in the distance. The white fog rose and fell on the sea of clouds, one
A white crane hovered in the sky, and the bright sunshine shone, and everyone seemed to fall into a beautiful fairyland.
Seeing this strange phenomenon, all the people who attended the banquet were dumbfounded and could not spit out a word. Xiao Han and the others were frightened at this moment. They knew the power of this illusion. Before everyone could react
A bright light fell from the sky. A man wearing a golden-edged white robe and crystal wings on his back slowly fell in the beam of light, like an immortal descending to earth, with extraordinary momentum.
"Greetings to the ancestor!" When they saw the appearance of the visitor, the disciples of Tianxin Academy and the people who attended the banquet hurriedly leaned over and started paying aloud. Several of them were stunned at this time.
"Xiao, Xiaojun?" The Lord of Lingshui Palace was about to fall out. He was surprised with him, including Fan Yuer and other old friends. They were at a loss for a moment.
As for Yijie, he was completely stunned and stood motionless. Several fellow disciples around him pulled him down and bowed, but he didn't respond for a long time. The boy who followed the old demon of Ice Refining was also scared.
He had a pale face, and of course he recognized that this man was one of the two men who killed all his senior brothers and sisters on the island!
"Please get up!" Jiajun spoke slowly, and his grand voice resounded throughout the sea of clouds under the mana. "Are you the one who comes to challenge?" Guangyi squirted, and he fell to the monk surnamed Huang and looked at him indifferently.
Guanghengzidao.
"I dare not!" Guanghengzi was shocked and scolded several people in his heart. "The ancestor is here, how dare you be arrogant!" As he said that, he hurriedly possessed himself and retreated.
Jiajun smiled slightly and was about to speak when another voice suddenly rang out.
"The Greatest One is the Map of Mountains and Rivers! Fellow Taoist has indeed obtained the inheritance of Venerable Fajing!" A group of monks looked at him and the old demon of Ice Refining spoke without hesitation.
"Old Demon, you are so brave! You dare to disrespect the ancestor!" The person who spoke this time was the head of Sect Xiao Han.
"Sect Master Xiao, you all went out, but you didn't expect that he was the ancestor of the Nascent Soul? Seeing that there was no chance to seize the treasure, your face became so fast?"
The old demon of Ice Refining sneered coldly.
"I have the Star Luo Doutian Formation in my Soul Gathering Valley. Not only did I calculate the inheritance of Venerable Fajing and fell into Tianxin Academy, but I also calculated that there would be a strong enemy today. It seems that I have made enough preparations!"
"No matter what sect you are, if you want to challenge it, just come up." Jiajun was too lazy to listen to his nonsense.
"Ancestor Junming? I haven't heard of you before. I'm afraid he just broke through, right?" The old demon of Ice Refining looked at him disapprovingly, "The Soul Gathering Fake Baby possessed!" He suddenly shouted loudly.
An object that was pitch black all over and looked like a newborn baby suddenly appeared in mid-air.
As soon as the baby appeared, the astonishing pressure enveloped the audience. It made a harsh crying sound from its mouth, forcing everyone in the audience to turn white. A large cloud of black fog appeared, and the surrounding sea of clouds seemed to be eroded.
The color became dull. In another moment, the whole baby rolled up black mist and pounced into the body of the old demon ice refining. The huge pressure suddenly moved to his body. The old demon's black robe was swelling with no wind.
The majestic momentum suddenly erupted, and it was faintly pressing over Jiajun.
"Soul Gathering Fake Infant? You actually brought out the treasure of the valley!" Mr. Xiao said in a speechless voice. The name of the Soul Gathering Fake Infant is as well-known as the name of this thing. After the monk at the peak of the Golden Pill urged him to possess it, he urged him to possess it.
, able to temporarily enter the Nascent Soul Stage. Relying on this inherited treasure of the valley, Soul Gathering Valley has saved the sect from disasters many times.
"The fake baby possesses it, and the cultivators in the middle stage of Nascent Soul are not necessarily my opponents. The Qingquan Ancestor of your sect will be avoiding three points when he sees it!"
The old demon Ice Refining voice was much louder and full of confidence. "Old Ancestor Junming, please hand over the inheritance of Venerable Fajing!"
"Yes! Take a few moves from me. If you win, what if you give it to you?" Jiajun's face did not change, "But if you lose, your surname will be left with this fake baby!"