The first thousand one hundred and eighty-four chapters three gifts
During the storm, countless lights surged, as if a pot of boiling water was suddenly stirred, but after dozens of breaths, all the lights disappeared and returned to peace. There were still only storms and thick lines between heaven and earth.
Lightning fell.
In the city of Xihai, tens of thousands of miles away, anyone knows nothing about this storm, including what happened during the storm.
For a day, until the night was deep, monks continued to come from all directions to enter this magnificent city that was rare in the world of Taoism.
In Xihai City, the light was bright all night, and among countless palaces and courtyards, there were voices of people. Many friends who had not seen each other for a long time talked all night, laughing and laughing.
Until the early morning, it was already the West Sea Conference all day, and all the monks rushed to the huge pure gold platform on the clouds on the mountain top of the west. They saw a white jade platform with a radius of hundreds of feet was arranged in the middle.
There are countless lotus table seats arranged around this white jade platform.
There are more than 20,000 monks gathered on this huge gold platform, most of which are dozens of older people and nearly 100 young disciples in their 100 or 20 years old. Many of them are obviously the first time they have seen this.
The majestic city and so many monks all had strange lights in their eyes.
"Do!" "Do!" "Do!"...
Flashes of clear bells continued to ring, and monks kept coming from the clouds in the distance.
"boom!"
"Senior Li!" "Prince Li!"
Suddenly, the entire venue was filled with cheers, and many older monks stood up from the lotus platform and saluted a group of monks who were rushing to the distance.
I saw that there were more than 100 monks, all of whom were coming with monsters. The current one was actually a silver five-clawed dragon about five feet away, and the divine light on his body formed a huge blue head.
The shape of a yellow monster is gray and white, but the face is clear and handsome, and the fragrance of the Shenxuan body is flowing, which is obviously at the Shenxuan realm of cultivation.
"Which powerful man from our Tianxuan Alliance is here?"
"Which senior is this? Is that silver dragon a celestial dragon? Why is it so majestic and amazing?
Many young monks in their 100 or 20 years old were shocked and were impressed by this person's temperament and asked each other. Many older figures couldn't help but scold them, "You really have no knowledge. This senior is the God of Ten Thousand Beasts!"
"So it's Li Ruohai, the God of Ten Thousand Beasts!"
Many young monks in their 100 or 20 suddenly had brighter eyes and more surprised in their hearts. It turned out that what Wei Suo didn't know was that the Li Ruohai Ten Thousand Beast Palace had been in the craze of world destruction to the formation of the Tianxuan Alliance for so many years.
It can be said that it is no exaggeration to turn the crazy beasts. Some of the taming and cultivation of monsters in the Wan Beast Palace have played a decisive role in the past few years. Many monks lack cultivation, but they can rely on the monsters they have raised to improve.
The combat power is now the monks of the Tianxuan Alliance who travel and walk wildly, and they also rely on monsters.
"I've seen fellow Taoists."
Li Ruohai stood above the silver dragon, looking at the city of Xihai that was getting closer and closer, and was also in a rushing mood.
The past two hundred years are completely different from the previous world of Taoism. There are more separations and deaths, and more relatives and friends have passed away. Every time he attends this Xihai Conference, he will feel many strange feelings when he sees many faces he knows or doesn't know.
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"Peng!"
Suddenly, flames dragging the long flame tail rushed out from all over the city of Xihai. The lights were full of colorful auspicious clouds. Auspicious trees appeared in the sky, and countless sky flowers were
Floating in the void.
"The West Sea Conference is about to officially begin!"
All the monks who were already in Xihai City couldn't help but cheer and looked up.
"Dear fellow Taoists gathered, I really wish I could have such a grand event in the West Sea every day!" A loud voice came out in the sky. Figures with the breath of divine mystery came down one by one.
"Prince Li, you came too early."
"Senior Changsun!" "Zhishou Master!"... For a moment, the cultivators of the Tianxuan Alliance were even more excited.
"Is this the God of Yaoxi Changsun Xiaoru?" When many young monks saw Changsun Xiaoru, they felt as if they were shocked by a giant bell, and they were stunned. Under the morning glow and the auspicious light of the sky, Changsun Xiaoru's face was as if they were shocked.
With a faint smile on her, she had already changed into a light red dress, looking indescribable and refined.
Next to Changsun Xiaoru, Xinyoulan and Changsun Jing were standing.
Xin Youlan is now wearing a brilliant golden divine armor, looking indescribable.
Changsun Jing also had wrinkles on his forehead, but his power was stronger and his face was full of bright smiles.
Next to Changsun Jing, an old man stood in a white dress, extraordinary, but he was the leader of the Yutian Sect who was as beautiful as jade.
There was also a trembling old man in the yellow robe who was already in a bad state, but he was the ancestor Xuanyuan.
At this time, the ancestor Xuanyuan was actually at the level of the two levels of Shenxuan, but his aura was already in decline. If there were no particularly amazing experiences, he might have fallen for more than ten years.
In addition to these people Wei Suo knew, there were four powerful gods who appeared together, but they should be the new magic gods who were in the past two hundred years, one of whom was wearing purple-red palace outfits.
A middle-aged female cultivator, a man in his thirties with snow-white hair, a man with a body as bright as iron, and a man with a cold face like steel wires, and another
A middle-aged monk with a white-faced face with two flying swords one red and one green on his back.
"This Xihai Conference is just when God Yaoxi comes out of seclusion. I think I have to bring some congratulations to you."
Li Ruohai descended from the air, facing Changsun Jing's pretentious questioning, he smiled slightly, "After all, I got a piece of Tianxue Divine Iron, I can finally take it."
With a smile, Li Ruohai lighted a white light and landed in front of Changsun Xiaoru.
"Tianxue Shen Iron!"
"This is Tianxue Shen Iron?!"
There was a burst of exclamation on the entire huge gold platform, and everyone's eyes were on the white divine iron that Li Ruohai pointed out.
I saw that the white divine iron looked delicate and white, just like the tiniest white snow squeezed, but it gave people an extremely heavy feeling, circles of white divine light quietly from that white
The delicate divine iron emanates from it.
Tianxue Shen Iron is one of the most top-level fine gold in the Taoist world. It has been recorded in ancient classics. It is the top-level fine gold that can refine the body of a true immortal weapon, embedded with other ice-type spiritual treasures or
If you engrave other powerful ice formations, it will have another amplification effect.
This kind of divine iron has disappeared in ancient times, but the Tianxue divine iron that Li Ruohai now points out is about five feet long and one foot wide. The thickness of four or five fingers is enough to refine one
The body of Zinbao.
This thing is too expensive for the powerful Shenxuan.
"Senior Li, this thing you are so expensive." Changsun Xiaoru did not refuse and accepted this piece of divine iron, but her eyes couldn't help but look surprised. Li Ruohai's
A gift was really beyond her expectations.
"Prince Li, how could you take action so early? Wouldn't it be a deliberate embarrassment?" At this moment, a generous laugh also fell from the air, a man Wei Suo had never seen before
The red-haired old man, with the fifth level of the Golden Pill cultivation, fell from the air, reached out and pointed out a fiery red pill bottle, "Senior Xuanyuan, this pill cannot compare to the Tianxue Shen Iron of Lord Li, you
Just accept it reluctantly.”
"This is the divine blood life-extending pill!" Old Ancestor Xuanyuan greeted the man, and opened the fiery red pill bottle in surprise, but was surprised.
Inside, a pill was as red as jade, and divine lights like blood kept sucking and vomiting.
"Divine Blood Life-Extension Pill, this is a spiritual medicine that can at least increase the life span of Shenxuan Power at 20 or 30 years! This gift from the Red-Haired Ancestor is also expensive!" Hearing the voice of the Ancestor Xuanyuan, everyone was present.
The cultivator of the Tianxuan League was also shocked.
"Everyone..." Changsun Jing Zhanyan smiled. These two things can be said to be of great use to the Tianxuan Alliance. It was very exciting to show them at this time. Just as Changsun Jing was about to prepare for the next Xihai Conference
In one process, all the older people choose the young monks they like and accept them as disciples. The West Sea Conference is divided into three stages: the recruitment of disciples, the trading and treasure exchange conference and the reward conference, which lasts for a full three days.
In the real stage, the atmosphere will be even more lively, and some cultivators from Tianxuan League who are far away will come. But at this moment, another bell rings, and this bell rings,
It is more intense than the previous bell ringing, full of an inexplicable murderous aura.
Swish!
All the cultivators of the Tianxuan League looked out of the city.
This sound is the sound of the warning bell of Xihai City. Although the Xihai Conference looks very lively and open, in fact, all the monks from Tianxuan League who came here were confirmed half a year ago that they had used their instruments to absorb the qi and blood and had already brought them with them.
Come in. Whenever these monks who do not belong to the Tianxuan Alliance arrive, a great ban on sensing qi and blood in Xihai City will immediately sense it.
"It's the King of Silver Candle. How dare he come alone?"
Before the bell sounded, a silver light came across the sky from the distance towards Xihai City. However, a silver light flashed all over his body, even his face and exposed skin were strangely silver, and his skin was all over his body.
Even young monks covered with scale-like patterns.
This cultivator is one of the powerful Divine Xuan powers of the Anti-Fire Alliance, the Silver Candle God Lord, but he only has the cultivation level of the Divine Xuan level, so he dared to appear outside Xihai City.
"Good good friends from Tianxuan Alliance. I'm here to follow the entrustment of Linglan of Zhantai, and come first and offer three gifts to celebrate the Xihai Conference and the God of Yaoxi." I saw Yinzhu with a faint smile on his face.
The God came into the air and made such a sound towards Xihai City.