Record of Extinction Destiny Chapter 67: Above the ceremony
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The sky is clear and cloudless.
Miluo Peak is full of strange flowers, including red, pink, blue, and purple...the flowers are colorful and colorful, and have wonderful fragrance, which makes people feel comfortable.
A sapphire step fell from the top of the peak. It stood in the sky, surrounded by clear springs in the air. Shi Xuan led ten disciples, guided by the monks of the Luofu Sect, and walked up the steps to Miluo deep in the white clouds. Walk to the peak.
The lead monk secretly glanced at Shi Xuan from time to time, his eyes full of reverence and yearning, and at the same time, he kept walking up the steps.
The sapphire steps seemed extremely long, but Shi Xuan only took five steps and found that he had reached the top of Miluo Peak. On Miluo Peak, white cranes danced and chirped, and other fairy and auspicious beasts wandered among the white clouds. A road paved with jade stretched from the edge of the peak to the hall that looked like a fairy palace.
After entering the main hall, inner disciples of the Luofu Sect were already waiting. A female disciple wearing a pink dress came up: "Junior Mei Leer, Senior Shi, please follow me forward."
Shi Xuan nodded, and under the leadership of Mei Leer, he walked to a green bamboo table on the first left hand side of the main hall. Behind the green bamboo table was an apricot-yellow pouf. Mei Leer smiled politely and said: "Senior Shi, please sit here." As for Luo Banshan, Tang Youqiu, Jiang Nianqiao and others, they could only wait behind Shi Xuan.
Hearing this, Shi Xuan sat cross-legged on the futon, while Mei Leer brought out a white jade plate from nowhere, with a simple and elegant set of teacups and teapots on it. She skillfully made tea for Shi Xuan, then held her head high and straightened her back, standing delicately on Shi Xuan's right hand. It seemed that she would be solely responsible for Shi Xuan's case from now on.
Shi Xuan has long looked at this hall. There are two rows inside, with two to three hundred tables and tables. This shows that in addition to the eight major sects, there are many other small and medium-sized sects and casual cultivators.
I just don’t know how this order is arranged. If we talk about the strength of the sects, the Penglai sect no longer has an advantage compared to the top-grade golden elixir. Compared with the real person above Yuanshen, Meng Nishang of the Guanghan sect suffered three more heavenly tribulations. If the monks who came to congratulate were based on their own cultivation, Shi Xuan didn't know where he would be ranked, so Shi Xuan was a little confused as to why the Penglai sect was still ranked first without a doubt. Could it be that there were two pure things? Yang magic weapon? Could it be based on the results of the last Cangmang Dharma Assembly?
There were already many monks sitting in the main hall. Dong Yuanzi, whom Shi Xuan knew, was sitting behind the second desk opposite. Seeing Shi Xuan looking at him, he smiled and nodded in response. Lou Yizhi sat under Shi Xuan. , Gong Xujing and six other female disciples stood behind her. When Shi Xuan looked over, she nodded as well, but her face was still as cold as ice.
Shi Xuan didn't recognize any of the other small and medium-sized sect monks and casual cultivators sitting in the middle and back of the hall. Next to the large white jade chair above the main hall, there is a young man in Confucian robes and ribbons standing there, leaning slightly to the side, his eyes seeming to be open or closed.
After a while, Ning Wuque, who was wearing a pure white robe, and a handsome purple-haired young man in a black imperial robe came hand in hand. The purple-haired monk's eyes flashed with strange lights, and the colors changed continuously. If it was any monk He looked over without overestimating his abilities, and even felt as if his soul was separated. He walked straight to the table opposite Shi Xuan and sat down. He looked at the void in front of him with concentration, as if he was isolated from this world. It was Dong Yuanzi yesterday. As mentioned before, the King of Samsara, whom the Nether Sect came to congratulate this time, ranked first on the mobile rankings today.
Of the eight disciples he led, two were entrainers and six were out-of-body. Half were in black robes and half were in white robes. However, they were all filled with Yin Qi, and they were unable to contain this special aura even after thinking about it.
Ning Wuque sat down under Lou Yi. He didn't even look at Shi Xuan. Behind him were the eight dull guards in red armor, a middle-aged charioteer, and eight beautiful maids.
Afterwards, Xu Yu, who was dressed in plain white, and Lu Xiangrong, who was wearing red Taoist robes, came with their respective sect disciples. Xu Yu sat under Ning Wuque, and Lu Xiangrong, a veteran middle-grade golden elixir monk from Tianhuo Sect, sat under Dong Yuanzi. Also a few years ago, Tianhuo Sect finally produced a high-grade golden elixir. Song Wenyao, the Heavenly Fire Immortal.
When the tables in the main hall were filled with monks, a clear sound filled the sky, and then one after another, nine times later, a man in his thirties wearing a Liangyi Taoist robe walked in. He is tall, has a face as sharp as a knife, and is calm with a hint of leisure.
Seeing him come in, the man in Confucian robes first raised his hands and said, "Congratulations to Senior Brother Shen for achieving the Golden elixir." Then all the monks sitting cross-legged stood up, whether they were the Golden elixir masters or the Soul-level monks. They all said in unison: "Congratulations to Fellow Daoist Shen (senior) for achieving the Golden Elixir."
Shen Xianyun walked slowly to the big white jade chair amidst congratulations, then turned around and cupped his hands and said: "Shen Xianyun thanks all fellow Taoists. Please sit down."
After all the monks were seated, Shen Xianyun sat upright in the big white jade chair. The man in Confucian robes walked to the middle and faced Shen Xianyun: "Junior brother Qiao Mu Bai Dai sect congratulates senior brother for achieving the golden elixir." He clapped his hands, and two inner disciples came holding two jade boxes. Next to Shen Xianyun, the jade box was presented respectfully.
Shi Xuan thought in his heart, it turns out that this is Qiao Mubai, the sword-playing madman. Listening to his voice, he is afraid that he is the golden elixir master who taught him a lesson in Tianji City for his arrogance. He is now ranked fourth on the Tianji Ranking, but Judging from his expression, he is probably much more arrogant than himself. He is saying arrogant things. I really don’t know who is talking about whom.
When Qiao Mubai finished congratulating him, Mei Leer motioned for Shi Xuan to step forward. Shi Xuan stood up slowly, took Luo Banshan and Tang Youqiu to the middle aisle, bowed his hands to Shen Xianyun and said, "Junior Penglai Sect Shi Xuan congratulates Senior Shen on behalf of the sect for achieving the Golden Elixir." Luo Banshan and Tang Youqiu bent down and saluted. Then he walked up holding the congratulatory gift carefully selected by Lingxing.
The small and medium-sized sects and casual cultivators below immediately focused their attention on Shi Xuan. In the past two days, it was rumored that the best swordsman below the Golden Core level had mastered sword light differentiation, which made them inexplicably horrified. , and Shi Xuan lives in seclusion and is difficult to visit, so he naturally has to take a closer look now.
Shen Xianyun silently accepted the congratulatory gift, and then said lightly: "Shen, thank you Penglai sect." After a pause, he continued: "I wonder if your master is okay?" Mo Yuan accomplished the Yin Shen thing, he I know, but that’s all I can ask at this time.
Shi Xuan replied respectfully: "My master, everything is well. I have told this junior that if Senior Shen achieves the Golden Elixir, he must come in person to send congratulations."
Shen Xianyun smiled and said: "Okay, very good." It was quite self-deprecating.
Seeing that he didn't say anything more, Shi Xuan saluted again and walked behind his desk, passing by Qiao Mubai. Then Shi Xuan's consciousness sensed Qiao Mubai's words: "You can restrain yourself. Arrogant, it is quite good to understand the secrets of sword light differentiation over the years. "It's actually a bit appreciative.
Shi Xuan could only say: "Senior, you are ridiculous." If Qiao Mubai had been present at that time, the secret of his actual and false sword light differentiation would not have been hidden from him. After all, although Lou Yizhi is a top-grade golden elixir, he has a Dan Riqian, in terms of swordsmanship, is not as good as Qiao Mubai, the master of swordsmanship who has mastered the differentiation of sword light.
Qiao Mubai snorted: "How can we, swordsmen, be so hypocritical? We can't restrain our arrogance and go to other extremes. You have to remember this." He seemed to be a good teacher. However, since he saw that Shi Xuan was too arrogant and gave him a lesson, he knew that this was in line with his character. Of course, it is also certain that he hates evil as much as he hates it.
"Yes." Shi Xuan replied politely, then sat down cross-legged and watched the sects and casual cultivators coming up to congratulate him one by one.
The congratulations were not over until the sun was shining brightly at noon. Then the disciples and maids of the Luofu Sect filed in holding jade plates with flat peaches and other fairy and spiritual fruits on them. Although they were no longer of much use to monks like Shi Xuan, they tasted really good, so Shi Xuan didn't show off at all. Tasting it without ceremony, it seemed very free and comfortable among most of the formal monks.
Uncle Shi took the lead, and Tang Youqiu, Jiang Nianqiao and other disciples also took the fairy fruits and ate them. These fairy fruits and spiritual fruits have a great effect on clearing the soul and strengthening the body. Of course, after coming down, they still have to follow the steps. Practice digestion, otherwise the benefits will turn into harms.
In the aisle, some Luofu sect maids began to dance. Next to Shi Xuan was Lou Yizhi, who really couldn't chat. He could only watch the immortals dance and eat the flat peach fairy fruit.
A quarter of an hour later, the disciples and maids of the Luofu Sect filed in again and took away the jade plate. At this time, Qiao Mubai stood up and said loudly: "The eight major sects of ours made an agreement the day before yesterday to let the disciples compete after the ceremony today so that they can gain more experience in fighting and returning to the Dharma, so as not to suffer disadvantages when traveling abroad in the future."
As soon as these words came out, the monks and casual cultivators of the small and medium-sized sects were all happy. It was an unexpected joy to see the eight major sects competing. Although their cultivation level was much higher than those of the disciples, there was no need to pry into anything. However, how these major sects cultivate their disciples can still allow them to learn something from the performance of the disciples of the eight major sects, so as to accumulate experience for their own sect or their own disciples. Another reason for excitement is that watching the excitement is indeed a good thing, and it can be regarded as the Little Cangmang Dharma Assembly.
After Qiao Mubai finished speaking, he pointed his hand, and the corridor of the main hall emitted a mist of clear light, and then gathered upwards, and finally turned into a sky fighting platform with a radius of dozens of feet above, with two people on each side. A staircase winds down.
"I wonder which sect's disciples are willing to come first?" Qiao Mubai looked at the monks from the other seven sects.
Ning Wuque stood up without hesitation: "My Blood Demon Sect is willing, but we have designated the opponent, and that is the Penglai Sect." As he spoke, he looked at Shi Xuan with a mocking smile, with a little crazy flame in his eyes. combustion.
Huh, other monks outside the eight sects took a breath of cold air. They didn't expect to be so tense from the beginning, but it's right to think about it. Shi Xuan of the Penglai sect has a hatred for the Blood Demon Sect.
Qiao Mubai looked at Shi Xuan and asked, "I wonder if the Penglai faction is willing to fight?"