Since the search for trouble that day, Gu Qingchi and other young generations of various departments have never approached the alchemy place to disturb Ye Fan.

In this way, Ye Fan lived a few days of quiet life, practicing quietly every day, and comprehending the secrets.

After experiencing the vastness and boundlessness of the holy path in the Zhulong small world, Ye Fan's desire for the holy path and the realm of the holy spirit became stronger and stronger.

If the secret of King Wu is just a world and a small path, the secret of King Wu is to cover the entire world.

However, the holy way is not limited to the universe, but the vast and boundless starry sky, which is wider, more mysterious and mysterious than the world.

Only by stepping on the holy path can one be called life in the starry sky, a holy spirit, a god and a demon.

Over the past few days, Ye Fan's cultivation has also progressed very quickly and his understanding has been rapid.

This is the difference between entering the second realm of mystery and not entering the second realm.

After trampling, it is a smooth road. There may be small barriers, but most of them will not be easily stopped. However, if you haven't stepped on, you may be stopped here for a lifetime.

However, Ye Fan was a fellow practitioner of the three bloodlines after all, and his speed was much slower, not as good as the simple ones such as the Red Rabbit Beast King and the Void Mantis King.

Ye Fan was not in a hurry, because he could clearly feel his progress every day and gain something every day, and the gain was often huge.

The days of cultivation pass quickly, and half a month passes in a flash.

For many warriors who are immersed in cultivation, half a month is too short, and only in the increasingly festive atmosphere can they feel the passage of time.

Finally on this day, bells sounded as if they were about to break through the heaven and earth, and resounded throughout the Chongli Fairyland. Invisible ripples of bell waves swept across the huge Purple Phoenix Divine Realm.

The whole world, with its vitality boiling and its wind and clouds surging. Above the peaks of the mountains, giant red trees rolled into a sea. Bell waves swept by with the breeze, and the extremely gorgeous fiery red waves surged, as if the whole world was cheering and thrilling.

Millions of people in Zihuang Sect have hung big red lanterns high, posing wine and burning incense, singing and praying, and jubilation all over the city, celebrating the birthday of the sect leader Gu Lu, and cheering and worshiping the prosperous and powerful power of Zihuang Sect.

When! When! When...

The bell rings six times in a row, and each time it is like the sound of heaven and earth. The sound shakes the nine heavens, rolling and circulating, and the infinite majesty and solemnity spread out!

Both the Dragon and Phoenix tribes are ancient giants. One rules the sky and the other rules the billions of creatures in the ocean, with a vast power.

Among them, the dragon clan likes odd numbers and the phoenix clan likes even numbers.

The same is true for the sound of the highest bell of the Zihuang Sect.

The ten rings represent a major event related to the life and death of the entire sect. For thousands of years, the bell has never ringed ten times.

The eight-tone sound is about major events involving the development and rebirth of the sect, such as the birth of semi-saints, and the Martial Saints of the Zihuang Sect in the starry sky, which are all major events that are weak.

The six sounds involved the two of the sect leader in charge of the Zihuang Sect and the great elder in charge of the clan, such as the birthday, wedding, and childbirth.

The sound of the ringing was heard, and a new Martial Emperor and others were born.

After the six bells passed, various forces set off to the martial arts square of Zihuang Sect. Because of the prohibition of evacuation, all the chariots and carriages rushed past the mountains and rivers.

Some large forces that were close to each other quickly arrived at the Yanwu Square behind Zifeng Xiong Peak. The chariot was still on the wide jade avenue. The Wuhou disciples guarding the entrance were already singing loudly, declaring the arrival of one giant after another to congratulate.

Yanwu Square is extremely vast and square in its entirety. It belongs to Zihuang Sect on the east side, the entrance on the west side, and the banquet is also arranged for some medium and small forces, and the north and south sides are representatives of some large forces.

On the huge square, there are many places, like a scattered chess and scattered, mysterious and magnificent, and simple and clear. I can see it at a glance.

The layout of the entire square is respected by the east and the north and south, and as for the west, it is completely temporarily added as a foil.

The guests from north and south each have small tables, and the fur of the beast marquis is made of blankets for people to sit cross-legged. There are no such seats on the west side. They are all large square tables, with eight people crowded together, like a country banquet.

Despite this, as the seven major sects, Zihuang Sect will not neglect customers in wine and wine, and the wine and pastries are continuously presented.

I saw many young and beautiful girls with gorgeous dresses, like two red dragons, coming from the entrance to the west. The slender and fair little hands held the red gold tray, and the smile was bright and graceful. They took light steps and rushed into the east head in an orderly manner.

After the presentation was completed, the second team of maids moved their lotus steps and floated away slowly, interspersed with the two red dragons that followed behind them.

Only after more than a dozen rounds will the attendances in the Martial Arts Square be held full.

Of course, what was presented in advance were all pre-meal pastries, nuts, etc., and the main dishes were not yet available.

The birthday of the Sect Master Gu Lu is in full swing, and the Purple Phoenix Divine Realm is in full swing, with a festive and rich atmosphere.

Most forces, such as ordinary people of the Zihuang Sect and believers, just think that this is an ordinary birthday and have no idea about the remaining details and weirdness.

Some forces have a sensitive sense of smell and are well-informed, and have already been waiting for it with a solemn expression. Their hearts are like a giant mountain pressing down. They feel that the entire divine aura is filled with the entire divine realm.

An undercurrent was surging and turbulent, rolling and falling from the sky, like a divine waterfall, connecting the sky and the earth, with great potential to submerge the divine realm!

Surrounded by the core mountain of Zihuang City is a magnificent pavilion with magnificent courtyards, towering jade pavilions and paving the ground, just like the imperial house, with a magnificent atmosphere.

This is the place where the clan direct descendants of the clans belonging to the past dynasties lived. There is a magnificent and luxurious mansion, with deep corridors and nine curves and eighteen curves. In one of the courtyards, the fiery red bamboos are crystal clear and red like glass, covering the courtyards, and wisps of fragrance are floating in the air.

In the red and fire-like bamboo forest, there is a purple bamboo pavilion with three floors, with a simple and elegant shape. At the door is a half-height small bamboo door, with purple tassels hanging inside. On the window next to it, a string of purple-red wind chimes hung, with clear and pleasant sounds like a tinging dong like a spring gurgling.

On the second floor of the bamboo building, in the bedroom on one side, a young man with a heroic and handsome face and a sharp eyebrow and a dignified light opened his hands, allowing two beautiful and beautiful girls in the 28th face to wear clothes for her.

What is a little strange is that in addition to the inner clothes, there is no robe on the outside, but a layer of fourth-level king-level peak treasure robe and soft armor. Finally, it is a purple-black robe that sets off his body and becomes taller and taller, with a shadow of war like a monument.

In the bedroom, there was a young man standing beside him with his chest in his arms, his eyes calm, his light flashed, and his divine light was as bright as light.

"Uncle Tianmeng, today is my father's birthday. Who dares to do it? And you have prepared for it and are secretly guarding. It is necessary to be so cautious and put on the inner armor of the body?"

When the dress was about to finish, the young man in the dress suddenly spoke.

This person is Gu Nanyang, who has the greatest potential and is most valued in Gu Lu.

Another young man was the Wuhuang Valley Tianmeng, a sect leader.

Gu Tianmeng looked at Gu Nanyang, with a little praise and doting in his eyes, and said, "You are very similar to your father. You are astonishing as yours, with the same talent, the same heroic posture, and enough scheming and cruel spirit. You are already very outstanding among your contemporaries. But it is not enough, you need to be better than your father."

After saying that, Gu Tianmeng paused and continued: "Nanyang, don't underestimate the factional disputes within the sect. Although it is extremely rare in the history of Zihuang Sect, every internal struggle is extremely fierce. The degree of tragic is far from what you can imagine."

"If Zihuang Sect is compared to the Zixuan Dynasty, the sect leader is the Zixuan Emperor, and the elder is the powerful minister of the court. You can imagine what the situation is going to go to war between the two?"

Gu Nanyang's sword eyebrows immediately shook, his breathing became a little rapid, and he said, "So thorough, merciless?"

"Although all clans in the sect have purple phoenix bloodlines, and their bloodlines are of the same origin, they are family on a large scale. In fact, they are actually similar to those of the vassal states of the Zixuan Dynasty."

"If it is a simple confrontation, some disputes on small interests are not much. But if it is a real fight, don't doubt that there is no difference between the Zixuan Dynasty and the National Church in the war. What kind of feelings, brothers and family are all empty, and only interests are eternal!"

"You are the son of the sect leader. Before, you were just one of the young sects. But after today, you will be the only young sect. The other sons and nephews, even those of us, are not even from our lineage, and nothing counts."

"So, the Sect Master asked me to protect you. He said, no matter what the battle is, you can't have any problems. As for why, I think you should be clear about some of the Sect Master's plans, which should have been told to you, and I don't need to know. My mission is to protect you and assist you."

Gu Tianmeng's eyes were deep and his momentum was awe-inspiring.

"We will not lose this battle!"

Gu Nanyang's voice was firm.

"Hope so."

Gu Tianmeng closed his eyes and said nothing.

at the same time.

The residence of the Great Elder Gu Chunbo was full of figures, almost all of whom were the Martial Emperor. His aura had been restrained, but the atmosphere still solidified in the huge house.

"Tianwang, have all the clans arranged it?"

The Great Elder opened his eyes, and a murderous aura that had been silent for a long time was revealed in the vicissitudes and turbidity.

"After the arrangement was made, 40% of the clans surrendered to us, and some of them surrendered secretly, the winner was about 50% or 50% of them. But there were still some who were waiting and watching and staying neutral."

Gu Tianwang nodded fiercely, with a serious expression.

"If you surrender secretly, they will not be prepared for both ways. If the direction of the wind is wrong, they will surrender to the sect leader at any time. As for those who surrender to us, they may not really surrender. This cannot be used to determine the outcome."

The Great Elder waved his hand and frowned slightly.

Gu Tian looked at his expression and immediately said, "So I have arranged some of the less reliable ones in some optional positions. Once they betrayed, I secretly arranged people and immediately attacked and killed them to replace them."

"Okay, very good!"

The elder nodded with satisfaction and said with deep eyes: "This Gu Lu is very scheming and has been planning for decades. I'm afraid that before he grows up, he is planning all this."

"I thought he was narrow-minded in his mind to fight against the others who fought with him for the Shao Sect. Unexpectedly, what he wanted was Duzun's lineage and suppress all other branches!"

"Now, he has been planning for decades, has meticulous layout, and has countless secret tricks. Finally, he has reached the last step. We are his biggest blockade."

"No matter who wins or loses in this battle, it is a misfortune of the sect, and it is not what we want!"

When others heard this, they couldn't help but feel sad. The tribe members killed each other, which was the greatest misfortune of the tribe.

But, they have no choice.

Retreat means pushing one's own family into a dead end. How can they retreat?

"We will definitely win!"

Gu Tianwang's voice was loud and loud.

The Great Elder sighed in his heart, and his eyes couldn't help but look in the direction where Ye Fan and Gu Xinyue were. He had done what he should have done, and the rest depends on the new sect leader and Ye Fan.

Somewhere in the core of Zihuang City, a young man buried in the darkness, his eyes were cold, and he exuded a strong bone-bone hatred: "Gu Lu! Gu Nanyang! You want to honor the clan and deprive other young sects of their status. Since this is the case, don't blame me for being ruthless!"

In another place, in the dark, someone was discussing it.
Chapter completed!