That familiar voice was Nanya Jin. The moment he saw Nanya Jin, Fanchuan instinctively wanted to call her Ya'er, but seeing so many people present, Fanchuan had to change his name temporarily.
At this time, Fanchuan was very excited. Originally, Fanchuan was still thinking that when he was preparing to return to Beiyuan Planet, he must go to Qingyu Pavilion to say goodbye to Nanya Jin. This time, it was good. He didn’t have to go to Qingyu Pavilion.
My wish came true.
While talking, Nan Yajin led a group of cultivation disciples from Qingyu Pavilion to the Shenyuan Gate viewing platform.
Nanyajin first smiled at Fanchuan, and then led the disciples to bow to Master Fanqun and express their gratitude.
Fanchuan, on the other hand, was admiring Nanyajin. She was still so beautiful, mature and elegant, but her face was a little gloomy, as if she hadn't had a good rest recently. At the same time, Fanchuan also saw the purple dress Nanyajin was wearing.
The brocade clothes came from the same place as what he was wearing. Unconsciously, Fanchuan thought of the time in Qingyu Pavilion again and couldn't help but sigh.
After Nanyajin finished her visit to Fanqun, Nanyajin seemed to be impatient and rushed to Fanchuan's side.
"Hey, kid, do you miss your sister?" Nanyajin whispered in Fanchuan's ear.
"Of course I have, Nange... uh, Ya'er!" Fanchuan responded in the same low voice, for fear of being heard by the people on the side.
But no matter how quiet Fanchuan was, he was still heard by Fanqun. At this moment, Fanqun smiled knowingly, and then went to chat with the elders of Qingyu Pavilion, as if he was deliberately speaking for Fanchuan and Nanya.
Jin left a place.
"Haha, you are considerate and your hard work these days is not in vain." Nanyajin said with a slight smile.
"Hard work? What hard work? I see you don't look well. What's happened to you recently? You haven't had any rest, okay?" Fanchuan asked his question, and at the same time he was very worried about Nanya Jin's condition.
After being questioned by Fan Chuan, Nanya Jin did not respond in time. Instead, she silently took out a gift box from behind and handed it to Fan Chuan's eyes.
Fanchuan noticed that this gift box was very beautiful, and guessed that it must have been made by someone special, so he curiously asked: "What is this? Such a beautiful box."
"Who wants you to look at the box? I'm talking about the contents of the box. Open it and take a look." Nanyajin said angrily.
"Oh, okay." Fanchuan followed Nanyajin's instructions and gently opened the box.
A purple ring with a beautiful shape suddenly appeared in Fanchuan's sight.
"What is this?" Fanchuan was a little confused.
"Hurry up and put it on your hand." Nanya Jin urged.
Seeing Nanyajin's anxious look, Fanchuan had no choice but to follow Nanyajin's instructions and gently take the ring out of the box.
Just when Fanchuan's finger touched the ring, he saw that the ring was glowing with purple light from time to time like running water. The purple light turned into thin lines, which was very beautiful. Fanchuan put the ring in the box again.
, the purple light slowly dissipated until it disappeared, but as long as Fanchuan touched the ring, the purple light would appear again.
This made Fanchuan very curious, so Fanchuan immediately put the ring on his finger. Purple lines appeared from time to time, and as long as Fanchuan waved the arm wearing the ring, the purple lines appeared like a phantom.
, following the flow of Fanchuan's arm. At the same time, Fanchuan could clearly feel the finger wearing the ring, and there was no sense of pressure at all, as if the ring was born on Fanchuan's finger.
"What kind of ring is this? It's so magical!" Fanchuan sighed sincerely.
"I made this for you with my own hands. Now that I am here to participate in this day of worshiping the gods, I was afraid that you had left the Donggu planet, but fortunately, you are still here. Then I can give it to you with my own hands." Nanya
Jin looked very happy and said warmly.
"Did you make it yourself?" Fanchuan was surprised and touched at the same time.
"Yes, I selected the materials in the back mountain of Qingyu Pavilion, and then used the zhenqi to make it for many days. I knew that your zhenqi showed purple light, so I spent a few more days to change the color of the ring, and
, this ring can also be used for storage. Although it is not as big as the ring you are wearing now, I have tried my best. Also, I gave this ring a name, Acacia." Nanya Jin seemed very happy.
said aloud.
After listening to Nanyajin's introduction, Fanchuan couldn't come back to his senses for a long time. He was deeply moved and at the same time very entangled in his heart. This gift was too heavy. Fanchuan knew that he couldn't give Nanyajin anything, but he couldn't refuse it either.
This feeling of hers was struggling, and she was in a dilemma of love and hate.
"Is it because you are busy making this that you look bad?" Fan Chuan looked at Nanya Jin distressedly and said aloud.
Nanya Jin did not reply, but nodded slightly.
Fanchuan suddenly reached out and hugged Nanyajin tightly. At the same time, he whispered in Nanyajin's ear: "Why are you so stupid..."
At this time, although Nanya Jin did not respond vocally, her body was trembling slightly.
Fanchuan ignored the looks of everyone present and couldn't help but continue to hug Nanya Jin tightly.
It wasn't until Master Fanqun coughed deliberately that Fanchuan let go of Nanya Jin.
I saw a few tears overflowing from the corners of Nanyajin's eyes, her head lowered and silent.
Although Fanchuan was deeply moved, it was not the time to express his feelings now. The day of worshiping the gods was about to begin, so the overall situation had to be taken into consideration.
"Master of the South Pavilion, I hope to see the beauty of Qingyu Pavilion on this day of worshiping the gods." Fanchuan said in reverence while staring at Nanya Jin.
Nanya Jin nodded towards Fanchuan, then turned to look at Master Fanqun.
"I'll bid farewell to Master Fan and wait to take a seat." Nanyajin said to Master Fanqun while walking towards the viewing platform with the cultivation disciples from Qingyu Pavilion.
After Nanya Jin left, although Fanchuan felt a little bit reluctant to leave, he had to deal with the current situation accordingly.
"Master, who is the Great Sikong of Qingyu Pavilion?" Fanchuan couldn't help but said.
At this time, Master Fanqun glanced at Fanchuan with a sigh, and then said: "I don't know this, but you don't have to be nervous, young hero Fanchuan, just let nature take its course."
"Uh, Master, that's not what I meant..." Fanchuan said solemnly.
"Well, this day of worshiping the gods is here to pray for the peace and prosperity of the Donggu planet."
"I would like to listen to the teachings of the real person."
The two of them were silent to each other, both watching the various sects coming and going to the venue for worshiping the gods on the day.
At this time, five more cultivation sects came one after another. Counting Shenyuan Sect, Qingyu Pavilion, and Yin Sect, all eight cultivation sects came.
And these five cultivation sects, like Yin Sect and Qing Yu Pavilion, will come to visit Master Fanqun first after entering the venue, and Master Fanqun will also respond carefully one by one. There is no sect leader.
All self-sufficient and proud.
Every time a cultivation sect comes, Fanchuan will pay careful attention to the other party. The clothes of these cultivation sects are completely different. Although they are easy to recognize, there are only some sect leaders who make Fanchuan a little curious. Like the Seven Kills Sect mentioned before, they
The sect leader's level of cultivation is not even visible to Fanchuan.
Through it all, they were not even aware of the existence of true energy. There is also a cultivation sect in which all the cultivation disciples are women and none of them are men. However, their cultivation level is no worse than that of men. Some cultivators even
It has broken through the Xuanzhen stage and moved towards the Duzhen stage.
It didn't take long for all these cultivation sects to arrive, and they all returned to their respective viewing platforms. Looking at the time, it happened to be noon.
Although there were not as many cultivators in the venue as there were in Qishen City, there were representatives of eight sects after all, and the entire venue was bustling with people having different opinions.
When the time came, Master Fanqun suddenly stood up, first smiled at the sects, and then used his true energy to speak.
"Please be quiet, everyone, we are going to start offering sacrifices to the gods below!"
As soon as Master Fanqun finished speaking, the entire venue suddenly became quiet, and not a single noisy sound disappeared. It was very strange. Looking at the cultivators from all the cultivation sects, their eyes were all focused on Master Fanqun.
Upon seeing this, Master Fanqun said, "First of all, on behalf of the Shenyuan Sect, I would like to thank you all for coming to participate in this year's day of worshiping the gods. We are all cultivators, so we need to be of one mind and bless the gods to protect my cultivation and be safe."
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"Thank you, Master!"
All the cultivators in the venue shouted these three words at the same time. The sound was inspiring and reverberated in the venue and could not dissipate for a long time.
After the echo dissipated, Master Fanqun continued to speak: "The time has come, please invite the great Sikong of the various sects to embark on the road to the God Tower!"
After the words fell, I saw waves of commotions on the viewing platforms of various sects, and then I saw a cultivator walking out of the viewing platforms of each sect. Fanchuan noticed that there were men among the great ministers of the other seven sects.
, there were women, old people, and young people, but Fanchuan still paid special attention to Qingyu Pavilion and Da Sikong of the Yin Sect.
Qingyu Pavilion's Chief Sikong Fanchuan knew him as the long-awaited Chess Lao. At this time, he saw Chess Lao with a youthful complexion and a refreshing look. It seemed that he was completely unharmed from the injuries caused by the Yin Sect's attack last time.
As for the Yin Sect, Fanchuan was a bit worried. Their Da Sikong was none other than their sect leader, who could not be killed. This sect leader with a scar on his face made Fanchuan very alert.
At this time, Master Fanqun turned around, walked in front of Fanchuan, and said: "Young hero Fanchuan, the Shenyuan Sect is up to you. I hope that the young hero will not disappoint me, please...
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Hearing Master Fanqun's words, Fanchuan cursed secretly in his heart: "It's now, but you still haven't told me the true meaning of Da Sikong, and you're still hiding it from me!"
Although Fanchuan thought so in his heart, he did not dare to say anything on the surface. He could only stand up, bow to Master Fanqun and salute: "I will do my best."
After Fanchuan left, Master Fanqun looked at Fanchuan's back and smiled kindly.
There is a road leading directly to the Tianshen Tower from the viewing area of each sect, and the end of the road is at the second-floor ceremony podium of the Tianshen Pagoda. The podium is built as an open space that just protrudes, which can be used for large gatherings of various sects.
Sikong spoke honorifics, and above the ceremonial stage, there was a brazier as big as a pair of hands. There was no flame in the brazier at this time, but piles of special fuel were parked there. Presumably, this was what Sikong was doing.
The key to divine fire.
By the time Fanchuan arrived at the ceremony stage on the second floor of the Tianshen Tower, the great Sikong from other sects had already arrived. At this time, the words of Master Fanqun once again filled the entire venue.
"Next, the great Sikong of each sect will light the sacred fire, starting with the Seven Kills Sect, and lit them in order!"
Fanchuan glanced at the position of the Seven Kills Sect. If the divine fire was lit in order, then Fanchuan would be the last Great Sikong to light the divine fire. And in Fanchuan's upper position, the Yin Sect could not kill them all, and
At the top who cannot be killed is the chess master of Qingyu Pavilion.
Since the ceremonial platforms of the eight sects were built around the Heavenly God Tower, Fanchuan could not see the sacred fire lighting ceremony of Da Sikong of other sects behind him, but could only see the lighting ceremony of the sacred fire of the Seven Kills Sect.
The Great Sikong of the Seven Kills Sect is a very charming young man. At this time, the young man lowered his body and picked up the torch on the ground, then lit the torch with a flint stone, and then threw the torch into the brazier above his head.
Immediately, a raging fire ignited high, and then bursts of applause were heard from the viewing platform of the Seven Kills Sect.
Then the next cultivation sect began to light the sacred fire. Although Fanchuan could not see the lighting ceremony, he could hear bursts of applause every once in a while. Presumably, every burst of applause meant that a cultivation sect had completed the lighting ceremony of the sacred fire, until a total of
After five rounds of applause, Fanchuan noticed that it was time to go to Qingyu Pavilion for the lighting ceremony of the sacred fire...