It was noon, and there was a low-level disciple standing at the mountain gate looking into the distance. The next moment he couldn't help but open his eyes wide.

I saw a series of colorful escaping lights from the distant horizon, coming through the sky in an endless stream.

"Whoosh~"

In the vast mountains, there are figures of immortal cultivators.

The monks control various magic weapons and spiritual weapons, fly low-key, or take the opportunity to show their strength. There are groups of immortal cultivators near and far.

However, even if Jin Dan, the real person who controls the magic weapon, reaches one mile away from the mountain gate, he has to let go of the light.

He walked over honestly to show his respect for "Shang Zong".

As time went by, messengers from various forces arrived, and Yuanyang Sect became more and more lively.

Ten thousand immortals are coming!

Seeing a famous monk coming to worship him, whether he was cultivating gold elixirs or refining qi, and his behavior was all well behaved, this word flashed through the minds of many disciples.

"Such a scene can only be seen when the sect gives birth to a true king, right?"

“It’s really a once-in-a-thousand-year experience.”

Seeing the scene of Ten Thousand Immortals coming to court, many disciples were shocked and probably will never forget it in their lifetime.

The Jindan elders received the Jindan masters, the Foundation-building deacons received the Foundation-building monks, and the Qi-refining disciples received the Qi-refining minor cultivators.

Visitors from each realm will be received by monks from the sect corresponding to the realm.

At the mountain gate, there were about three to four thousand disciples who came to join in the fun.

Coupled with the continuous arrival of monks from affiliated forces, the number of monks has reached the 10,000 mark.

The atmosphere of a baby-birth ceremony is not suitable for talking about unpleasant things, so both parties smiled and chatted about old times, with a tacit understanding not to talk about unpleasant experiences in the past.

As the number of monks increased, the mountain gate became more and more lively. It is not an exaggeration to say that it was a bustling crowd.

However, Li Buyu and Yan Quer arranged for their disciples to be on duty at all times, so there was no chaos.

"The real person Hongyan from Lihuo Palace has arrived!"

"I would like to send you a plant of the thousand-year-old elixir "Blue Lingzhi" to congratulate the "Qingyang True Monarch" Yuanying on his great achievement!!"

At this time, a chant suddenly sounded, spreading throughout the entire mountain gate under the influence of the amplification spell.

The thousand-year elixir can already be used as the main medicine of the fourth-level elixir.

It is even more precious in today's world of immortal cultivation. Even if Lord Nascent Soul wants to obtain one, it is by no means a simple matter. This is indeed a very important gift.

After the words fell, many monks were shocked.

The monks who had never heard of "Zhenren Hongyan" turned their heads and looked outside, wanting to see who it was.

Outside the mountain gate, a male golden elixir cultivator with fiery red beard and hair handed a jade box to the guests, and then walked into the mountain gate in a hurry.

Immediately, a Jindan elder came forward to greet him, and the two chatted and laughed. This man's cultivation was clearly at the late Jindan stage.

A thousand-year-old elixir has a certain effect on the True Monarch Nascent Soul. It must have taken a lot of effort to prepare, which is enough to prove loyalty.

Compared with other affiliated forces, it is indeed enough to stand out from the crowd.

The thousand-year elixir as a congratulatory gift caused a small sensation in the crowd. Many monks began to discuss this "Hong Yan Zhenren" in low voices, but some people secretly scolded him for being a prodigal.

"The Wang family's "Master Tongyue" in Hanxingling has arrived!"

"I would like to send you a copy of the fourth-level spiritual material "Star Gold" to congratulate True Lord Qingyang on his achievement of Nascent Soul!"

""Nongying Zhenren" of the ancient family of Titan Peak has arrived!"

"I present three drops of the fourth-level spiritual object "God-washing Immortal Dew" to congratulate True Lord Qingyang on his achievement of Nascent Soul!"

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After the small forces at the level of Qi refining and foundation building arrived, the forces at the Yuan Kingdom's Golden Core level also began to make their appearance, offering very important congratulatory gifts.

When Liu Yu saw this place on the cliff of Tongtian Peak, he couldn't help but have a smile on his face.

In order to show that they still surrender to the sect, these forces are indeed serious, and some gifts are also of great effect to him.

Whenever a gift of sufficient value is received, the guests will sing loudly, followed by the sound of gongs and drums.

For a while, the mountain gate was very lively.

As time goes by, the atmosphere in the sect becomes more and more lively, and most of the monks are curious about what kind of characters will arrive and what kind of gifts they will bring.

This baby-making ceremony really opened their eyes.

Unknowingly, the sun gradually moved westward, and two hours passed in a blink of an eye.

"coming."

Suddenly, Liu Yu's expression changed.

The next moment, he disappeared from where he was, turning into a blue light and flying away quickly.

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In the distant sky, a silver light spot as big as a sesame seed suddenly appeared.

In just one breath, it zoomed in at an extremely fast speed, and before most monks could react in time, it had already reached the sky above the mountain gate.

The Nascent Soul's spiritual pressure was like substance, instantly covering the entire mountain gate, causing the originally bustling place to fall into silence.

Looking up, it was a silver broadsword that had grown to a length of thirty feet.

The aura that occasionally leaked out was extremely powerful, making many monks feel like a light on their backs, and its power far exceeded the level of magic weapons.

On it, stood twenty or thirty men and women, with various levels of cultivation.

One thing they have in common is that they carry swords with them and do not have them in their Dantian like most monks.

The leader was a girl who looked to be in her twenties.

This woman has a delicate face, and her figure under the gray robe is as slender as a girl's, making her look a bit petite.

But he has waist-length silver hair, and even his eyebrows are luxurious silver.

However, when seeing this girl, most monks in the world can hardly think of the beauty of being "petite and cute".

Just because his eyes were as bright as stars, filled with fierce sword intent at every moment.

As long as ordinary people take one look at it, they will feel like a thousand swords piercing their hearts, let alone other thoughts.

The identity of this woman is the "Princess Purple Rainbow True Monarch", the ancestor of Waning Moon Valley, and her killer move "Purple Rainbow Nine Swords" is so powerful that many Nascent Soul monks feel terrified.

Waning Moon Valley!

The Nascent Soul Sect has begun to appear!

Seeing the sign of the Waning Moon Valley, this thought flashed through the minds of all the monks. They were enveloped by the tyrannical Nascent Soul spiritual pressure, and their bodies felt extremely heavy at this moment.

"Uh~!"

From time to time, suppressed screams could be heard from the crowd.

Just because he looked at "Princess Purple Rainbow" a few more times, his mind was struck by the sharp sword intent, and his mind was greatly traumatized.

But after a breath, the Yuanying spiritual pressure that enveloped the mountain gate disappeared without a trace.

"It's Patriarch Qingyang!"

A Yuanyang Sect disciple looked up and saw a burly figure wearing a black robe, and immediately let out a low cry.

Looking at the monks from the affiliated forces around him, the boy straightened his back subconsciously, with a bit of pride on his face, looking proud of himself.

"Congratulations to fellow Taoist Qingyang for condensing the Nascent Soul, enjoying the freedom of the great road, and becoming a member of our generation."

Facing each other at a distance of about a hundred feet, Zihong Zhenjun cupped his hands and said calmly, his attitude seemed a little cold.

"Being able to get a glimpse of the Nascent Soul Avenue is just a matter of luck."

"It's a great honor for Liu, Fellow Daoist Zihong, to come and support us. Please come in quickly!"

Liu Yu cupped her hands and said enthusiastically.

He didn't take notice of the other party's cold attitude.

Through a long conversation with Patriarch Tianfeng, Liu Yu already had some understanding of the Nascent Soul Lords of the Seven Kingdoms Alliance.

This "Zhenjun Zhenjun" has such a personality that he has the same attitude towards everyone.

The relationship between Cangyue Valley and Yuanyang Sect has always been relatively friendly, and the two sects have close exchanges with Yuanying True Monarch.

When they were still in the Chu State, the two factions had always been an alliance, and the friendly relationship had lasted for thousands of years to counter the alliance between the Hehuan Sect and the Qingxu Sect.

Liu Yu didn't care that the group in Cangyue Valley didn't land a mile away.

These rules naturally do not apply to large items of the same size.

Immediately, he warmly greeted Zhenjun Zihong and his entourage to enter the mountain gate.

After all, if you have to say who among the four factions is the least malicious, it would be Waning Moon Valley.

From the first person who came to congratulate, you can see some attitude.
Chapter completed!