Chapter 1487: The Ceremony of Recruiting Disciples (Part 2)

Two teams of women flew in from the sky, wearing red and green. During the flight, they not only brought thousands of rays of light, but also scattered countless petals.

A fragrant aroma spread, which shocked everyone.

"It turned out to be the petals of the Mandolin flower. Not only does it have the effect of refreshing the mind, but it can also slightly speed up the operation of the cultivator's practice, thereby improving some progress."

Behind the two rows of flying women, there was a group of colorful auspicious clouds, and two women stood in the auspicious clouds.

The one in front had white hair, but her skin was like that of a newborn baby. Between her eyes, she derived a domineering aura.

Behind her, there was a woman in a red robe, her hair tied up with several golden threads, and a string of green jewels sparkled under the reflection of the sun.

This woman should be the disciple that the Saint Ancestor of Kuishui is going to recruit this time.

Everyone was full of curiosity. Recruiting disciples in the world of immortal cultivation is a common thing, and it is rarely carried out with fanfare. Under normal circumstances, only these few situations will hold similar celebrations.

One is the sect master, and the newly recruited disciple will soon take over as the new sect master.

The second is those top figures who dominate the spiritual world. In a sense, the closed disciples recruited in their twilight years also indicate that they will hand over their hegemony.

The third is some gifted geniuses, who are rare. Recruiting such disciples also indicates that their sect will be carried forward and flourish. At the same time, in order to pave the way for the disciples, they will also increase their prestige through celebrations.

Xiao Lin is not sure which type of Kuishui Patriarch is. It is not very realistic to say that he is one. Although the disciple who is about to be accepted by Kuishui Saint Patriarch is masked, Xiao Lin cannot see his appearance, but judging from the aura emanating from him, his realm should be the late stage of fusion.

This realm wants to take over Kuishui Patriarch as the new palace master of Fenshui Palace, which is simply forcing ducks to climb the shelves and is unrealistic. Moreover, the two left and right generation palace masters are all ancestors of the Mahayana period, and I am afraid they may not be convinced.

Even under the pressure of the Saint Ancestor of Kuishui, the two reluctantly agreed, but as long as the Saint Ancestor of Kuishui ascended or died, the two would definitely make trouble, and the result of doing so would most likely bring disaster to him.

The second one can be directly ruled out. The Saint Ancestor of Kuishui is still a long way from ascending to the True Demon Realm, so how could he be willing to hand over his authority to others.

Now it seems that it can only be reluctantly included in the third one, but Xiao Lin is very clear that the Saint Ancestor of Kuishui recruited this woman for a clear purpose, which is for the innate fire in her body. This is the power that only fire-type immortals can possess. Once this power is extracted, the Saint Ancestor of Kuishui can certainly recover from his injuries and even improve his magical powers, but this apprentice is afraid that his cultivation will be greatly reduced and he will never be able to follow the Great Dao again.

No matter how you look at it, this is a matter of harming others and benefiting oneself.

Maybe this woman and the Saint Ancestor of Kuishui have reached some kind of agreement, it is not certain.

Xiao Lin made random guesses. As the music got closer, the fragrance became stronger. On the high platform in front of the altar, two teams of women floated down from the sky, and the Saint Ancestor of Kuishui and the masked woman in red robes also slowly fell down.

The entire square was silent, and you could hear a pin drop. Only the music did not stop and was still playing.

"Disciple pays homage to Saint Ancestor of Kuishui. I wish you blessings as vast as the East Sea and a long life as long as the sky."

"Disciple pays homage to Saint Ancestor of Kuishui. I wish you blessings as vast as the East Sea and a long life as long as the sky."

"Disciple pays homage to Saint Ancestor of Kuishui. I wish you blessings as vast as the East Sea and a long life as long as the sky."

The square was already crowded with people, most of whom were disciples of the Fenshui Palace. Of course, there were also high-level people from the affiliated races under the control of the Fenshui Palace, who also paid homage together.

Guests like Xiao Lin naturally did not need to do this, and most of those who could come here were top-level cultivators in the Xinghai Region with some status, so they naturally would not condescend to pay homage in this way.

"Get up." The peaceful voice of the Saint Ancestor of Kuishui sounded, clearly entering everyone's ears.

"Thank you Saint Ancestor."

After everyone stood up, Lian Ciqing first came to the Saint Ancestor of Kuishui, bowed and saluted, and then turned to look at the people below.

"Now let's start the first item of this grand ceremony, offering sacrifices to the gods and ghosts of the heavens."

"Cultivators are originally against the will of heaven, but in this process, we are actually following the rules of heaven and earth. Only by transcending the rules can we control the rules. The gods and ghosts of the heavens are the goals of our cultivators. The three thousand great ways all lead to the other side. The magnificent power of heaven does not fall on the sea of ​​stars. The sacrificial ceremony begins."

As Lian Ciqing's voice fell, the two rows of women around him pinched the magic formula at the same time and shot a pure magic power towards the altar. Endless Dao patterns suddenly flashed on the altar, lighting up one by one, and gathered at the top of the altar, unexpectedly gathering into a dark magic light.

When the magic light accumulated to the extreme, a dark beam of light rushed up into the sky and shot into the sky. Suddenly, the wind and clouds rolled up, and the sky fairy city was completely covered by dark clouds. In the dark clouds, lightning and thunder flashed, and countless dim shadows appeared faintly.

These shadows have different shapes, some have a human body with a bull's head, some have a horse-faced beast body, some have a human body with a bird's head, and even some have two heads and four limbs. Gusts of cold wind blew, and the sound of ghosts crying and gods howling came from the void.

Xiao Lin was also surprised. The altar seemed to contain a very strange power, which actually triggered some power that did not belong to the spiritual world, and these strange shadows appeared.

"Brother Xiao, do you really believe in the netherworld?"

Xiao Lin suddenly heard the voice of Gu Lianhun, which made him slightly stunned, and then replied: "The netherworld is illusory and cannot be verified. Mortals may not believe it. We cultivators can leave our bodies at any time and travel through the void. Xiao Lin doesn't really believe that people die, but he has never seen it, so he can't say he believes it."

"Haha, brother, I think so too, but in the spiritual world, many cultivators, especially demon cultivators, believe in ghosts and gods. Some demon skills can even absorb the huge mana from the ghosts and gods in the dark through the descending magic power and pour it into the body, so that their strength increases dramatically. These are also the origins of their belief in ghosts and gods."

"Is it possible that the powerful demons in the real demon world will use some secret methods to transfer their own mana to the lower world to achieve similar effects." Xiao Lin had heard of this kind of magical power when he was in the mortal world, but he had never seen it with his own eyes.

Gu Lianhun shook his head and said in a voice transmission: "The cross-world initiation method you mentioned cannot be done even by the true immortals in the immortal world and the true demons in the demon world. Perhaps only those who stand at the top of the immortal and demon worlds can do it, but when it comes to this level, it is not too much to say that it is ghosts and gods. However, I have seen records in an ancient book handed down from ancient times, which shows that ghosts and gods really exist. These beings have transcended the immortals and demons, and were born together with the heaven and earth. They collect the beliefs of people in the heavens and myriad worlds, and at the same time give them corresponding gods. The magic, a long time ago, there was a race in the spirit world, called the witch clan. Today's witch and demon clan are the descendants of the witch clan and the demon clan, but the real witch clan has long been extinct, and the witch clan is a race that obtains great power by offering sacrifices to ghosts and gods. "

"Is this true?" Xiao Lin was also very surprised when he heard this. He could really transmit power across the boundary. He dared not even think about this kind of magical means. When he reached Xiao Lin's level, he knew more and more that the power of the interface was powerful. Sometimes, just breaking it would consume most of the mana, not to mention transmitting the mana.

This is still for the lower realm. If it is the fairy and demon realm, Xiao Lin's realm is impossible to break the interface. Only by advancing to the spiritual ancestor and perfectly integrating the power of rules with the soul can he break the interface and still have the energy to ascend to the upper realm.

Xiao Lin couldn't imagine how terrifying the ghosts and gods that Gu Lianhun mentioned were.

Disbelief does not mean that it does not exist, and belief does not mean that it does not exist. Whether it is the so-called ghosts and gods or immortals and demons, since they are spiritual beings, they must be living beings, just surviving in different forms. Xiao Lin believes that as long as he works hard to practice, he will eventually be able to climb to the end of practice and become a being similar to ghosts and gods.

Xiao Lin looked at the phantoms above the void. Those phantoms gave Xiao Lin an unreal feeling, and he could not even feel the pressure. It seemed that they did not belong to this world. These were just some images.

But no matter what it was, it showed that these phantoms were not illusions. They might really be ghosts and gods from the upper world. Some images in this world would only appear under the sacrifice of the Fenshui Palace.

"Weng~~" A huge phantom of a bull-like thing appeared above the altar. It was ten thousand feet tall, standing upright, with a bull's head and a human body. The knotted muscles seemed to be full of explosive power. This kind of body might be able to blow up a mountain with one punch.

But it didn't feel real to Xiao Lin. Like the ghosts and monsters around, it seemed to be a mirage, and it didn't pose any threat to them at all.

After the cow-shaped thing appeared, the Saint Ancestor of Kuishui immediately showed a serious expression, slowly walked to the altar, and knelt on the cushion.

The disciples of the Fenshui Palace around also knelt down and began to kneel down to the cow-headed phantom.

Xiao Lin felt a little funny when he saw this scene. He had never encountered such a thing since he started cultivating immortals. In his cognition, the road to cultivating immortals was originally a road of cultivation against the will of heaven, constantly climbing, constantly attacking one level after another, and there was no shortcut to take.

If you pass it, you can naturally enjoy different scenery. If you don't pass it, at the least, your soul will reenter the netherworld and erase the memory of this life, or at the worst, you will be annihilated and disappear.

But for Xiao Lin, there seems to be no difference between having your memory erased and being annihilated. After all, if you lose your memory, will you still be yourself?

The path of cultivation taken by the Saint Ancestor Kuishui was obviously very different from that of Xiao Lin. Although Xiao Lin knew a little about the methods of cultivation of the magic path, he had very limited knowledge of the methods of cultivation of these peak beings.

According to Xiao Lin's character, he would never kneel down to worship the so-called ghosts and gods, even if they were immortals, he would never kneel down. This was his mindset and the driving force for his continuous progress.

The Saint Ancestor Kuishui did not allow cultivators other than the Fenshui Palace to worship ghosts and gods. After three kneelings and nine kowtows, the Saint Ancestor Kuishui stood up and turned around.

The Saint Ancestor Kuishui looked around, his eyes were embarrassed, and everyone who was swept by his eyes felt a chill in their hearts, as if everything they thought in their hearts had been seen by him.

The Saint Ancestor Kuishui paused for a moment before speaking: "My fellow Taoists, the demon race has continued from ancient times to the present day, and has experienced countless tens of thousands of years. Even if you are not my disciples of the Fenshui Palace, you are allies and fellow Taoists of my Fenshui Palace. I think you, as the backbone of the Xinghai Region, have also felt that in recent years, the Fenghai Sect has begun to act contrary to its usual behavior and has begun to be aggressive towards my Fenshui Palace. With the ability of Feng Gu, she dare not do so at all. She must have received instructions from the Saint Ancestor Renhuan and intends to start the road of internal rectification of the demon race."

After the Saint Ancestor Kuishui said this, it was a shocking statement. There was a commotion below and everyone started to discuss it.

The Saint Ancestor Kuishui's words were tantamount to declaring war on the Fenghai Sect in public. In the past, everyone only competed secretly and would not bring things to the surface. After all, the entire demon race had to maintain unity on the surface.

Once the Fenshui Palace and Fenghai Sect officially go to war, it basically means the division of the demon race. After all, behind Fenghai Sect is the Renhuan Saint Ancestor, one of the three demon saint ancestors, and the three demon saint ancestors are of the same blood and control almost half of the demon race's territory and resources. In the eyes of most of them, the actions of the Kuishui Saint Ancestor are nothing more than hitting a rock with an egg.

The voices of discussion below are mostly sighs. As the leaders of a sect, they naturally understand that once they are tied to the warship of the Fenshui Palace, it will be extremely difficult to turn back.

But they have long sworn allegiance to the Fenshui Palace, otherwise they would have been destroyed many years ago. At this moment, the words of the Kuishui Saint Ancestor awakened them from their dreams. At this moment, they really realized that they had no way to retreat and no way to avoid. If they really refused, they would soon welcome the immortal army of the Fenshui Palace.

At the same time, they were also very surprised. The Saint Ancestor of Kuishui was not a reckless person, nor was he a simple-minded person who did things according to his will. Since he dared to criticize Fenghai Sect in public on such an occasion, he must have been prepared.

After a while, the discussion of the people below gradually stopped. They also wanted to know where the Saint Ancestor of Kuishui got the confidence to do so?

"It seems that the division of the demon race is inevitable. This war will affect so many innocent lives. It is really hard to imagine." Gu Lianhun sighed softly and said to Xiao Lin.

Xiao Lin did not respond, but looked at the Saint Ancestor of Kuishui on the altar. He believed that the Saint Ancestor of Kuishui must have planned something, and it is very likely that he has been planning for a long time before today's ceremony.

Sure enough, after the square returned to calm, the Saint Ancestor of Kuishui continued: "In recent years, Fenghai Sect has successively seized 13 immortal cities of Fenshui Palace, and the territory has expanded by at least 20%. It has killed countless disciples of my Fenshui Palace. As allies and friends of Fenshui Palace, you have also suffered the most from Fenghai Sect. Do you want to let Fenghai Sect do such a perverse thing?"

"No."

"No."

The words of the Saint Ancestor of Kuishui seemed to have some kind of magic. Many monks who originally planned to wait and see, under the encouragement of the Saint Ancestor of Kuishui, shouted out the oppression and abuse of Fenghai Sect in recent years. They shouted in indignation, and the sound resounded throughout the square and shook the sky. Even the countless ghosts and gods in the void disappeared without a trace.

There is only one chapter today, and two chapters will be updated tomorrow