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Chapter Three Hundred and Seven: Summoned by the Patriarch.

The faces of the officials of the Liuhu Dynasty were extremely gloomy.

It was the Emperor's wish to come to Chongmingzong to observe the ceremony.

Otherwise, seeing Chongming Sect's greedy face, they would definitely turn around and leave!

At this time, Queen Liu Gu didn't say anything nonsense. She directly pointed and a red-gold bird appeared out of thin air. Its wings flapped like an arrow from a string and flew towards Elder Taishang Li in an instant.

Elder Li Taishang reached out and grabbed it, and the golden bird fell into his palm, and it immediately turned into a gold embroidered bag for storage.

He opened it for inspection on the spot, and soon the inventory was completed.

After confirming that there was no problem with the number, the smile on his face suddenly became brighter, and he turned sideways and said solemnly: "My sect has arranged a cave for everyone of the Liuhu Dynasty, please come with me."

After saying this, he immediately led the way forward. On the long bridge, the blood shimmered slightly, and the white bones changed silently, and he immediately headed towards the mountain peak prepared for the Liuli Dynasty.

Without saying a word, everyone in the imperial court urged the chariots and mounts to follow closely.

After they all entered the Chongming Sect's mountain gate, the [Nine Heavens and Ten Earths Yin and Yang Separation and Reunion Pagoda Formation] immediately closed, and the surroundings returned to misty mountains and rivers, green and distant green.

A moment later, the huge glazed tower rose from the sky, the copper bells jingled, and in a flash of light, the Samsara Tower arrived!

Many people in gray clothes stood leaning on the railing, looking calmly at the large formation in front of them. After a moment, another Chongming Sect Supreme Elder led the crowd to greet him. Before he could speak, the elder Qin Mi had already stepped out of the crowd and threw out a storage bag.

Tool.

After the Supreme Elder verified that everything was correct, he nodded slightly and invited everyone to step onto the Blood and Bone Bridge and rest inside.

Immediately afterwards, a brilliant sword light rose from the sky, accompanied by strong sword intent, and crashed down.

The sword cultivators of Han An Sword Sect did not have any pomp, ceremony, or flying magic weapons. Everyone transformed into sword light and came through the sky.

Headed by the Sword God He Fuqiong, Yan Sichun, Huan Yunzhen and other Supreme Elders were also accompanying them. There were also several monks of different ages, whose swordsmanship was more powerful and fierce. They all wore simple clothes and wielded swords in the air.

Just like before, the Chongming Sect's mountain gate opened, and a long bridge of blood and bones came out to welcome him.

This time, the Supreme Elder just smiled, but also did not speak. Yan Sichun already stretched out his finger, and a wisp of sword light fell into his palm.

The entrance fee and accommodation fee are all correct, and the Supreme Elder immediately welcomes the guests inside to receive the wind and wash away the dust...

Then came the Tiansheng Cult, with flowing white robes and golden crowns that dazzled the eyes. The founder of "Zhuyi" was standing high among them. After a brief greeting with the Supreme Elder who came out to greet him, he also paid the fee and was guided in.

Below is Su Zhentian, with Cen Fangwo personally leading the team, Meng Hongxuan, and Qi Zilang surrounding each other. Among the huge flower branches, there are several graceful shadows, like flowers in a moon mirror in the water when the wind blows. You can't see them clearly, you just feel

Spring is bright and beautiful.

The next one arrived at Wushi Villa. Since the Patriarch "Suji" was still going through the tribulation, the three leaders this time were the Patriarch "Li Yi", the Patriarch "Yixi" and Wei Weizi. Among them,

Patriarch "Yixi" still held the mad dog in his arms. A few barks of dogs could be heard from time to time amid the noise of people. Behind them were some of the geniuses of Wushi Villa.

This time, Si Hong Qingyan personally went out and led the heads of the three families, and many elders greeted him, all saying, "We sincerely welcome the Immortal Emperor."

Because they were respectful enough and understood the attitude that the Fantasy Sect should have, all the Immortal Emperors at Wushi Villa were extremely happy. Even the Chongming Sect miscalculated and overcharged them with an extra vein of top-quality spiritual stone...

Behind them is Yanxi City. The new city lord heard the news and arrived with many supreme elders to guard several ancestors.

The last one to come was Jiuyi Mountain. Tao Wendu, the leader of Jiuyi Mountain, had recently passed away, and Taoist disciple Fu Xuanxu was missing. The temporary leader of this trip was Taishang Elder Zhen Jianghui.

All sects, no matter what they thought in their hearts, were able to enter the Chongming Sect Mountain Gate only after paying full or even overflowing admission fees and accommodation fees.

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Heritage Hall.

Thousands of soul lanterns are suspended like the sea. In the depths, each scroll is blurred and exudes majestic power.

In the void above the soul lamp, a figure sat cross-legged out of thin air, wearing simple robes and a frightened face. It was none other than the founder of "Fu Qiong".

He drew back his sleeves and lowered his eyes, closing his eyes to relax.

Suddenly, Yin Nu hurried in, bowed and reported: "To the Patriarch, the eight sects have arrived."

"The large and small forces under the Holy Sect have almost reached their peak now."

"The enthronement ceremony has been prepared."

"Please give me some instructions from the Patriarch!"

Patriarch "Fu Qiong" opened his eyes, sensed it slightly, and then quietly ordered: "The enthronement ceremony will begin tomorrow."

"Let Si Hong Qingyan get ready."

"In the grand ceremony, the ranking of the eight major sects is based on the amount of spiritual stones, heavenly materials and earthly treasures produced by each sect."

Innu immediately responded: "Yes!"

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At night, twilight spreads, and the deep valley becomes increasingly dark.

In the darkness, the statues stood silently, their eyes full of malice, looking coldly in all directions.

Behind them, the tall palace door suddenly opened.

Pei Ling straightened her robes and strode out with a satisfied look.

The smoke skirts were swaying and the lights were pale. Jiao Ni and Wu Liu carried lanterns and followed them respectfully. When they reached the steps, they saluted and said: "Congratulations to the Holy Son!"

Pei Ling nodded slightly and immediately walked away.

Under the night, the mountains are dreaming, and the pavilions and pavilions dotted between them, with occasional lights and stars, make the vast sky beautiful.

In the biting wind, Pei Ling flew from high in the sky, overlooking the rolling mountains and rivers. He noticed the busyness and cultivation of many monks. He suddenly remembered that when he first entered the Chongming Sect, he saw this for the first time from the "Xuangu Mausoleum Yin Boat".

The shock of being a sect that has stood firm in Panya Realm for thousands of years.

At that time, the sea of ​​clouds was vast, as if it were connected to the sky, and countless peaks and mountains were listed like islands, which were majestic, majestic, and vast.

At that time, he was just a worried little monk in the Qi training period. From the moment he set foot on the road to Chongming Sect, he was always on tenterhooks, walking on thin ice.

Thinking back on such a cautious day, it seems like it was just yesterday.

Time flies like water, and many years have passed. I was in the Qi training period, and now I have reached the peak of Hedao, ready to overcome the disaster at any time. Even Senior Sister Li, who was extremely fearful to him at that time, has now become his obedient Taoist companion...

The [Bone Tempering Pill], which he had dreamed of in the past but had no chance of getting involved with, has long been in the process of climbing the road and is not worth mentioning.

At this moment, he has natural treasures, top-notch skills, rare beauties, and capable subordinates...all at his fingertips.

In this whole world, there are not many things that are too difficult for him to obtain.

Immortality...

The road soars...

Now, everything in this world is no longer very attractive to him.

While thinking about it, Pei Ling felt that all the obstacles in his chest were gone, but countless lofty sentiments were growing.

Just as he was thinking this, he suddenly came back to his senses and stopped immediately.

But I saw a rickety figure walking out of the void not far away. It had a dove-shaped face, white hair, and a pair of eyes that seemed to be full of spring water. As it flowed, it was intoxicating. It was the person responsible for serving the inheritance hall.

"Innu".

Pei Ling immediately bowed and said respectfully, "I've met Senior Yin!"

Yinnu looked at him with a calm expression and said: "The Patriarch Fuqiong summoned him and asked the Holy Son to come with him."

Pei Ling nodded and said, "Okay."

With a flick of her long sleeve, Yinnu turned into the dark wind and flew away in the direction of the Outer Gate General Service Peak.

Seeing this, Pei Ling immediately followed with big steps.
Chapter completed!
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