Chapter 666: Grand Ceremony

The strong wind kept whistling, and the ancient cypresses in the cottage were protected by formations, so they were not worried about falling down, but all the willow branches in the distance outside the window had already swelled up, and many of them had been broken, like water plants in the torrent.

Sitting in front of the window, Xiao He watched this scene, her heart was filled with countless turbulent waves like a lake, but she didn't dare to show anything, she bit her lips tightly, there were bloodstains hidden.

The ruby ​​earring swayed gently under her earlobe, like it was made of blood, it was extremely beautiful, but also a little weird.

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The wind and waves in the deep sea are even more dangerous, like a huge blue wall, appearing and falling from time to time, killing countless fish schools.

The rumbling sound in the maelstrom was even more ear-shattering, like thunder, but it couldn't cover the howling of the Yin Feng in the sky.

Invited by Feng Xiao and Yu Talisman, more and more monsters swam from all over the ocean, forming countless white lines on the sea surface.

The few monsters that arrived first had already died by the whirlpool, exuding a strong smell of blood, which couldn't be diluted even by the countless seawater pouring down into the ground.

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This is the deepest part of the sea, and even with such a huge wave, it will take many days before it reaches Chaotian Continent.

The wind and waves of the East China Sea were calm, the early spring wind gently brushed the weeds, and the yellow talisman papers on the cliff trembled slightly, without even a rattling sound.

The head of the lecture hall of Guocheng Temple and the teacher of Shuiyue Nunnery are sitting in the deep grass, the breath is extremely quiet, as if they have merged with the heaven and the earth.

Except for the giants of the sky-reaching realm like the Master of Shuiyue Temple, other practitioners would not be able to find their existence even if they came to the Tongtian Well.

The reason for this is that their aura has exactly the same meaning as the talismans here. Accompanied by the soft singing, those yellow talisman papers are gradually fading. What's more frightening is that the scriptures deeply embedded in the cliff are also fading.

It seems that there is an invisible and silent wind that is constantly eroding those cliff walls, erasing all traces countless times faster than normal years.

In the quiet depths of the Eastern Sea, Patriarch Xuanyin sat quietly in the sea with his eyes closed, his thinning hair fluttering with the undercurrent, as if too many aquatic plants had been pecked by a school of fish.

An extremely dark aura emanated from his body, but it didn't go away. It gradually condensed into black smoke, dyeing the seawater into something like ink, which looked extremely scary.

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Zenzi is not in Guocheng Temple, but in the snowfield, and the master of Shuiyue Temple went to Qingshan in a small sedan chair with green curtains.

The grand master ceremony was officially held, and representatives from all sects in the world went there.

Guocheng Temple and Fengdao Sect also sent representatives, and sects close to Qingshan, such as Mirror Sect and Xuanling Sect, naturally arrived very early. Baotong Temple and some other sects that care less about world affairs also came, even the Kunlun sect, and small sects like the Sandu sect and Qingfenglou rushed over without invitations.

The high platform in front of Tianguang Peak Stone Forest is full of guests. Only big figures like Shuiyueanzhu and Dazeling are eligible to have a seat on the peak. Of course, people like Que Niang and Sese will receive special care.

The best place on the peak is not reserved for the small sedan chair with green curtains.

The emperor Jingyao sat in the chair, and the two priests of Ming and Jin, as well as Duke Lu and other dignitaries in the court quietly accompanied him.

This is the most grand gathering in the practice world, whether it was the Zhongzhou School Wendao Conference that year or the last Qingshan Grand Ceremony that ended without a problem, it was not as good as this one.

The best time for heaven and earth has not yet arrived, and the grand ceremony has not yet officially started. From time to time, people will look into the sky, not knowing whether they are expecting something or being wary of something.

The clouds in the high sky suddenly became a little messy, and countless flying catkins were born, and then gradually separated, revealing the figure of a huge cloud boat.

The Zhongzhou dispatch has arrived.

Looking at this scene, some people were relieved, while others were more nervous, especially when they felt those two extremely lofty and powerful auras.

Two real people, Tan Bai, are visiting at the same time. What are you going to do?

When everyone was in doubt, an extremely dense aura suddenly emerged from the peaks of the Qingshan Mountains, moving slowly from north to south, as if trying to cut the sky open.

The cloud boat sent by Zhongzhou retreated as fast as possible, and did not come to a slow stop until hundreds of miles away.

The sky has not been cut, it's just that the Qingshan Sword Formation has opened a passage.

Tan Zhenren came down from the sky, landed on the top of Tianguang Peak, and bowed to Guangyuan Zhenren and Nan Wang.

Master Guangyuan returned the gift seriously, but Nan Wangli ignored him.

Immediately afterwards, a cloud of mist appeared on the top of Tianguang Peak, and a woman's figure could be seen faintly in the mist, but her face could not be seen clearly.

Except for Cao Yuan and Zen Zi, the sword sages in the snowy field, all the strong practitioners in the world have arrived.

If these powerhouses in the cultivation world suddenly launched a crisis, it must be an unimaginable force.

The Green Mountain Sect is not afraid of this at all, otherwise they wouldn't have let the two Daoists Tan Bai in.

Back then in Chaoge City, countless people had witnessed the scene of Wan Jian coming down with their own eyes.

Immortals will be killed by the Qingshan Sword Formation, who dares to be presumptuous in Qingshan?

No one thought that all the strongmen from various sects had come to Qingshan, which meant that the Chaotian Continent was now very empty.

The word emptiness is generally used in defense, so where are the enemies in Chaotian Continent?

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Nan Wang looked at the cloud, snorted coldly, wanted to mock the other party, but didn't know what to say.

She is the true god of the Nanman tribe, and she is better than a barbarian character, but her language skills are really not that good.

At this time, a moderate sound sounded from the top of the peak.

"I've always been curious about a question."

Zhuo Rusui looked at Nanshan with an innocent face and said, "Could it be that when Tan Zhenzhen was married to her, he didn't see what she looks like?"

Guo Nanshan looked at him innocently, thinking that you can just say it, why do you have to tell me every time?

Some Qingshan disciples felt a little uneasy when they heard Zhuo Rusui's words, wondering if this meant they wanted to fight on the spot?

However, big figures in the practice world like Daze Ling felt relieved, because... Bai Zhenren did not slap Zhuo Rusui to death with one palm, which showed the attitude of the Zhongzhou faction today.

The Zhongzhou faction wanted to take advantage of this master ceremony to express their goodwill to Qingshan. More precisely, they came to seek peace.

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The sound of elegant ceremony and music sounded, and the sea of ​​clouds moved slightly, with its own awe-inspiring atmosphere.

Immortal Guangyuan flicked his sleeves, and the Sword of Returning to the Sun pierced through the air, receiving the sunlight on the top of Tianguang Peak, and it became extremely bright.

Nan Wang flicked his fingers, and countless sword strings emerged, and the sunlight diffused slightly, condensing into a brocade sword, hanging quietly.

Immediately afterwards, there were countless piercing sounds, and the elders and disciples from all peaks in Qingshan summoned flying swords one after another.

All of a sudden, thousands of flying swords appeared in the blue sky, with different shapes and different sword intentions, but they were extremely awe-inspiring when combined together.

Seeing this situation, practitioners from all sects were shocked and speechless.

Even if Fang Jingtian is abolished, there are still three masters and three master guardians in the Qingshan Sect, and what's more frightening is that there are still more than seventy sea-breakers, and there are even several peak sea-breakers!

In another hundred years, what kind of lineup will this be?

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Footsteps sounded from behind the cliff.

Countless lines of sight looked over.

The white clothes are light and floating.

Jing Jiu walked out.

Zhao Layue stood behind his right hand without holding the cat.

Following him was Gu Qing, holding a sword.

Yuan Qu was holding the golden album needed for the master ceremony.

Zhuo Rusui hugged himself and walked over swaggeringly.

Probably because of the inconvenience, Ah Piao did not show up.

Ping Yongjia was still sleeping in Jianfeng, just like a hundred years ago, she perfectly missed this grand ceremony.

Many eyes fell behind Jing Jiu's left hand.

Liu Shisui stood there.