Chapter 590 Welcome You Into the Palace

The South China Sea Red Sky Meeting is not so much a fairy meeting as it is a grand discussion ceremony before a catastrophe.

Whenever this meeting comes, masters in the world, celebrities, people in charge of the Daoist system, masters in the wild cranes, and even some evil masters with special identities, and big monsters, etc., will come to participate in the meeting. It can be said that there are a lot of masters. If these people have one thing in common, they are all peerless masters who hold great power. Every move has a great impact on Tianyuan. Get together and discuss major issues.

It is precisely because this kind of fairy meeting only happens once every three thousand years, so its specifications are supreme.

Needless to mention those big shots, they were originally invited by the Fairy Fair, but for the younger generation of cultivators, it is a supreme honor to participate in this Fairy Fair, even if it is just to listen in the side hall, it is only once in a lifetime!

Since Fang Yuan came to South China Sea, he naturally wanted to attend the meeting.

When Jiugu told him about this fair, she meant to test him.

At that time, Jiu Gu had already hinted that if he could become the Supreme Nascent Soul, he might be eligible to participate in the meeting. Fang Yuan had been working hard in this direction for so many years, and he finally achieved the Supreme Nascent Soul just before stepping into the South China Sea, which was considered to have reached the standard.

At this time, seeing those Taoists of the Lu family stepping onto the golden bridge one after another to go to the Immortal Palace, behind them, there are even many people who are not the Supreme Nascent Soul waiting to step on the golden bridge, but I can only wait by the bridge, naturally I feel a little unhappy.

He knew that if he relied on his strength and cultivation, he should be enough.

Even in terms of merit, I am enough!

Not to mention anything else, regarding the matter of Xueyuan, I broke through the secret plots of those ancient families and Taoists on the snowfield, ruined their plans, and saved countless resources. This alone is a great merit for the devil, a great merit that ordinary people can't touch at all.

And in this case, whether to let yourself join the club is a matter of Xianmeng's thought.

And this is actually an issue that Fang Yuan has always cared about. When he offended those aristocratic families and orthodoxy on the snowfield, he thought about this issue. He ruined their good deeds. ...

Will Xianmeng put himself coldly because of the attitude of those aristocratic families and orthodoxy, or will he show his attitude and recognize his merits?

Fang Yuan also knew that Zhongzhou had the deepest background in the world. Those aristocratic families were all the most influential people in the world. Even if they were in the Immortal Alliance, they all had their own spokespersons. When it came to their contributions to resisting the catastrophe, these aristocratic families and orthodoxy were of course more important than himself, but Fang Yuan still had a glimmer of hope for the Immortal Alliance and wanted to see their results.

After all, the Xianmeng represents Tianyuan's most genuine wish, which is to counteract the catastrophe.

And these people in the Immortal Alliance follow the rules of patrolling, and they do not involve in conflicts of orthodoxy, do not seize the world, do not seek personal gain, and are not even limited to ethnic disputes.

In Tianyuan, they can be regarded as the most idealized group of people.

How would these people treat themselves?

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The surrounding people stepped onto the bridge one after another and passed in front of Fang Yuan one after another.

Fang Yuan stood where he was, with a calm expression, letting the sea water blow him in, unmoving.

There were already many strange eyes looking at him, even if they hated Fang Yuan's family no matter how much they hated, no one would say anything, let alone ridicule at such a solemn time, they just passed by Fang Yuan, and then looked at Fang Yuan casually, as for whether there was some pride and mockery in the depths of those eyes, only they could understand.

On the Golden Bridge, the flow of people gradually decreased.

Naturally, there were not many people who were eligible to enter the Immortal Palace, and they all disappeared soon. The rest were the bodyguards of some important people, etc., who would not have entered the Immortal Palace. At this time, Fang Yuan was still standing straight by the bridge, which naturally attracted many eyes.

Some vague whispers began to sound around.

In the surrounding void, even on the other side of the golden bridge, there were some playful eyes looking over from afar.

The sea breeze was strong, and the green robe fluttered.

Fang Yuan frowned, Luo Feiling guessed that the ancestors of Wangqing Island hadn't been moved yet, and hadn't been seen yet, and there was no response from the Xianmeng, but enough people were attracted, and the black-armored stone statues on both sides seemed to be ready to leave.

"Fang Daoyou, this is the end of the matter, it's hard to say anything!"

Behind Fang Yuan, the little sage Qin Luanwu who had never set foot on the golden bridge frowned slightly.

He had never set foot on the golden bridge before, but just guarded beside Fang Yuan, as if he was staring at Fang Yuan, until now, he glanced at Fang Yuan, said something in a low voice, then destroyed the floating clouds, and floated straight towards the golden bridge.

After stepping on the golden bridge, he paused slightly, as if he wanted to say something, but he still didn't say anything after all.

After he stepped onto the golden bridge, the two black stone statues seemed to have been ordered to put away the golden bridge.

"Did you really not get in?"

At this time, the guardians of various families, clan guards and others who were still guarding the small island all looked eagerly.

I don't know how many eyes fell on Fang Yuan's face, and there were countless whispers in secret. Although in today's state, there are very few people who are so ignorant and say something in front of Fang Yuan, but the attitude is very obvious.

Although there are not many Supreme Nascent Souls in the world, there are some. It's nothing if they don't participate in this Fairy Fair. After all, there are many people who didn't even come, but people like Fang Yuan, who were on the cusp of the storm, came to the South China Sea, and even stood by the Golden Bridge for so long, but failed to enter the Fairy Fair. They are undoubtedly special and will inevitably attract people's attention...

When this matter spreads in the future, I don't know what rumors there will be.

Is this young man who was once brilliant and still shows great potential now abandoned by the world?

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Facing the sea breeze, Fang Yuan also let out a low sigh.

It can be seen from a distance that in all directions, the golden bridges leading to the various islands have begun to withdraw.

There was also a trace of loss in his heart, and he was about to leave.

But at this moment, a childish voice suddenly sounded: "Wait a minute!"

The two black stone sculptures beside Fang Yuan were already preparing to put away the golden bridge, but when they heard the shout, they slowed down their movements. Everyone on the small island also looked up to where the sound came from, but saw a young man riding a white horse on the other side of the golden bridge.

"That person is..."

Someone saw clearly the appearance of the young man in robes on the golden bridge, and the snow-white horse with white scales on its neck and two horns on its head, and wiped its eyes vigorously, only to realize that it was not a white horse, but a rare white unicorn, and its eyes straightened immediately.

Wearing a Confucian robe and sitting astride a white unicorn, is it hard to guess the identity of this young man?

"Sir, you are finally here..."

The boy riding the white unicorn rushed to the edge of the golden bridge, jumped off the back of the unicorn, said hello to Fang Yuan loudly, then bowed to Fang Yuan as a disciple, and then stood up, his face full of surprise and excitement.

"Have you grown this big?"

Fang Yuan's heart also moved slightly, and he naturally recognized the boy riding the white unicorn.

It was Bai Youran, the young master of Langya Pavilion back then, who has now grown into a beautiful young man in troubled times. When I taught him in Langya Pavilion, he hadn't started to practice, but now, he has already established the foundation of heaven.

"Sir, I am here to welcome you in at the order of my mother!"

Bai Youran happily said to Fang Yuan, then held up the scroll in her hand, and shouted to the stone statues guarding both sides of the golden bridge: "Langya Pavilion has a letter of advice here, Fang Yuan, the leader of the Six Paths, has unlimited potential and excellent character, he should be a seat in the Immortal Society!"

All the cultivators on the small island were shocked when they heard the words.

Who would have thought that at this last moment, the young master of Langya Pavilion would personally come to pick him up with a letter of advice?

However, the astonishment in my heart has not been relieved, and suddenly I saw a red cloud rise in the direction of the fairy palace, and floated towards the small island along the golden bridge. On the cloud stood a fat yin servant. The people next to him had sharp eyes. Someone had already recognized the identity of this person.

Eunuch Cui stepped on the red cloud and came to the small island, smiled at Fang Yuan, then slowly unfolded the purple list in his hand, and said in a leisurely voice: "The Immortal Emperor of the Nine Heavens has a decree: This son of Fang Yuan, I appreciate him very much, and this son should be a seat in the meeting of the Red Sky..."

The surroundings became silent for a while.

At this time, a sword light suddenly flew out, and the sound of the sword trembled over the small island: "Let him in!"

Another red light flew over in a hurry, it was the flushed Luo Feiling who was rushing on the road.

Then there was a young woman in Yilou hexagram clothes, holding a talisman in her hand, she wanted to say something, but seeing so many people opening their mouths, she just stood on the golden bridge, nodded to Fang Yuan, pointed at the talisman in her hand, and smiled slightly.

And at the end, there was an old man with a fluttering white beard, walking over the golden bridge slowly, it was Mr. Taixu.

He came to the end of the golden bridge with a whisk in his hand, and smiled at Fang Yuan: "This old man represents the Immortal League, please enter the palace!"