The morning sun is rising, and thousands of soft rays of light are shining on the earth. The dew-covered flowers, plants and trees are all dyed with a layer of golden pink color, showing bright and fresh vitality. The milky white clouds slowly dispersed, and a huge mountain peak gradually revealed its true appearance.
This mountain peak is covered with snow and is as crystal clear as jade. The melted snow water forms waterfalls and springs, adding a dynamic beauty to this sacred mountain that has stood for countless years. Starting from the mountainside, it gradually becomes covered with vegetation, with dense trees and lush greenery. From time to time, the chirping of birds and beasts is heard, and there are also a few auspicious cranes flying past with their long calls, hovering in the air, like a fairyland. People yearn for it.
In the middle of the mountain, a tall palace stands majestically. The three-story palace has cornices in all directions and is magnificent. Just below the eaves on the ground floor, there is a purple plaque with two big characters written on it - dragons and phoenixes flying around.
Sky hunting.
This is Tianshou Peak, the main peak of the Hundred Beasts Palace, one of the thirteen palaces of the Yunxiao Sect.
A middle-aged man with a curly beard and a farmer's outfit stood on the square in front of the hall with his hands behind his back, looking at the mountains in the distance.
Beside him, a young man with a calm temperament dressed as a scribe stood solemnly.
"Yutian," the middle-aged man asked, "How is that girl in your family doing? Did the incident at Langshan Secret Realm not cast a shadow on her?"
"To my ancestors, girl Caifang is quite normal. She has been practicing diligently on the mountain these past few days and has no emotions at all." The young man replied respectfully.
"Ancestor, ancestor, am I very old?" The middle-aged man said dissatisfied: "How many times have I told you that you are my true disciple, just call me master from now on."
"Yes, Master."
The two people having this conversation were a middle-aged man named Lan Yuanxian, who was the ancestor of the Golden Pill of Tianshou Peak. The young man's name is Lan Yutian, a direct descendant of Lan Yuanzhan and his true disciple.
The Lan Caifang they were talking about was Lan Yutian's direct granddaughter.
"Well," Master Yuan Xian nodded with satisfaction and continued: "Misfortune depends on blessings. What happened to this girl is not necessarily a bad thing. People who have died once should have a better state of mind than others when they practice cultivation in the future. a bit."
"yes."
"What's the name of the boy who saved her? You even gave him a beast tag. Did he come to choose a pet?"
"This person's name is Yang Zhen," Lan Yutian said with a smile: "According to Senior Brother Yu Qing, this person wants to wait for the sect's contribution points before making a selection. He must not be interested in monsters with less than a thousand points."
"Haha, then he has to choose carefully!"
"Ancestor, oh, Master, during today's discussion, will the reward for Langshan be decided?" Lan Yutian then asked.
"Absolutely!" Lan Yuanzhen snorted and looked up into the distance.
The young man stopped talking when he saw this, and also looked into the distance.
A ray of light was approaching from far away, approaching quickly.
"I've seen Master Lan." The person who came over was a tall, thin and fair middle-aged man, and he saluted Lan Yuanzhan from a distance.
Lan Yuanzhen nodded slightly: "Well, go in and sit down!"
"Yes." The middle-aged man responded, but instead of rushing into the palace, he met Lan Yutian again.
Lan Yutian did not dare to be as casual as his master, and hurriedly bowed in return: "Hello, Senior Brother Shougui! You are the first one this time, haha! Please come in!"
This fair-skinned middle-aged man, named Hong Shougui, is the grandson of Hong Zhengli, the head of the Yunxiao Sect, and he is also the true disciple of the head of the Yunxiao Sect.
This time he came to Tianshou Peak to attend the sect's elders' meeting.
The Yunxiao Sect's Elders' Meeting was initially a meeting that only Master Jindan could participate in. It was held on the second day of every lunar month to decide on various major affairs of the sect.
However, it didn't take long for these Jindan ancestors to be unwilling to participate.
why?
First, cultivation is the kingly way! You have meetings every month, and I retreat for several years. What should I do?
Second, it’s boring. For these old monsters who have lived for hundreds of years, what ups and downs have they not seen? Many of the so-called big things that happen during every meeting are just trivial matters when viewed in the course of a hundred or two hundred years of history. Is it necessary to participate in them every time?
Therefore, the ancestors sent their true disciples to attend the meeting on their behalf.
The true disciples are the heirs of the ancestor of Jindan. They share the same love as father and son, and are even closer than father and son. They symbolize Jindan himself on many occasions, so as a representative, it makes sense.
But then, things changed again. The dignified elders' meeting eventually turned into a meeting of a group of disciples. The major issues of the sect are decided by these monks who are not as good as the Zi Mansion, but even have Qi training at the bottom.
Although these people would report the contents of the meeting to their master afterwards, many people still thought it was a bit of a joke.
So another rule was added. At least one Jindan Patriarch must attend every elders' meeting, and serve as the host of the meeting, rotating once a year. The meeting location is also set at the main peak where this golden elixir is located.
This rule is very similar to a term from Yang Zhen's previous life: rotating meeting chairman.
Of course, some extremely secret and important matters can only be decided by Elder Jindan. It's just that this kind of thing only happens once or twice every ten years.
Beginning this year, the sect's elders will take turns to be chaired by Lan Yuanzhan, and the location is naturally set to be Tianshou Palace in Tianshou Peak.
Not long after Hong Shou returned, another ray of light came closer.
This is a young man with a bright complexion and purple clothes. His surname is Wang Mingmiao, and he is a true disciple of Zhenguo Hall.
Wang Miao also bowed politely to Lan Yuanzhen. Lan Zhenren snorted and waved his hand to let him in.
Lan Yutian returned the favor meticulously.
Not long after this man entered the palace, under the morning glow in the distance, a big bird was approaching quickly.
Sitting on the giant bird was a slender young man with sharp eyebrows and starry eyes. He shouted loudly:
"Grandpa Lan, am I the first one today?"
"You're so lazy, you still want to be first? You're late, it's time for a spanking!" Lan Yuanzhen pretended to be angry, but with a smile on his lips, he was obviously very familiar with this young man.
"Nephew, you are third this time. Compared with last month, you are much faster." Lan Yutian also greeted with a smile.
The young man's name is Kuang Husheng. He is a descendant of Kuang Shuai of the Demon Control Palace. He is also his true disciple, but his cultivation level is only in the middle stage of foundation building.
The Demon Control Palace and the Beast Palace have always been on good terms, so it was no surprise that Kuang Hu was born in front of the two prominent Lan family members.
He giggled a few times, jumped off his mount, bowed casually to the two of them, and strode towards the main hall.
But he left the big bird in the square.
"Xiao Hei." Lan Yutian waved.
The big bird ran over with bumpy steps and buried its beak in his arms, looking quite intimate.
This big bird is called the red-bellied eagle. It is blue-grey all over but has a red horizontal stripe on its chest, hence its name. When its whole body is spread out, it is ten feet in size. It is a very ferocious monster bird.
But at this time, the red-bellied eagle was very calm and honest in Lan Yutian's arms.
"Go find your friend!" Lan Yutian stroked her for a while and whispered.
The red-bellied eagle let out a joyful roar, spread its wings, and flew towards a valley below the mountain.
"You've already developed your intelligence, and you're still playing with a bunch of beasts." Master Yuanzhan on the side shook his head, as if sighing at his unsatisfactory child.
Soon after, one after another true disciples arrived one after another, either driving the Escape Light or driving the Flying Sword.
A quarter of an hour later, the last ray of light came from the distant mountains.
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