Nine ancient bells rang in succession, completely breaking the appearance of the covered mountain gate. The light and shadow flowed like water ripples, and the illusion of the stone wall disappeared. As the bells stopped, the mountain gate formation made a loud rumbling sound and automatically opened to both sides.
Chang Siguo retreated and stood behind You Ji on the left. With a single glance, Li Xinshu was reluctant to stand three positions behind You Ji on the right. At this time, the Transformation Realm was just for show. .
Four figures followed the air fluctuations and appeared behind the wide open mountain gate.
One of them was an old man wearing a dark red robe and a golden hexagonal crown. He looked majestic. The old man glanced at the three people standing in the valley outside the mountain gate. He could only roughly see the cultivation level of the masked woman in a green skirt. , is the pinnacle of the Golden Core Realm.
The cultivation of the two people behind the woman was obscure, making him feel as deep and boundless as the sky.
Among them, the tall, burly young man with a square face had an unfamiliar face. He was definitely not a monk from the Chongshan Region. He had seen portraits of everyone in the Chongshan Region, except those at the Star Reaching Stage Golden Core level and above, so it was impossible for him not to recognize him.
The golden-crowned old man bit the bullet and yelled: "Your Majesty, have you gone too far? Are you going to make such a joke in front of the Phantom Pavilion Mountain Gate? Aren't you afraid of punishment from the Star Reaching Platform?"
Two suspected old monsters from the Void Realm came to make trouble, and he had to move out of the star-catching platform to intimidate them.
The territory of the Star Reaching Platform is the Chongshan Region, just like the territory of the Xingyin Pavilion is the Shuangxi Region. When the masters of the sects from outside the domain come to make trouble, they have to be careful no matter what, otherwise they will be destroyed and there will be no place to reason.
Chang Siguo grinned and said: "Fairy Qianying has returned to the mountain after more than five thousand years, and you are so negligent and verbose. What crime should you be guilty of!"
"……impossible!"
The old man wearing a golden crown looked at Youji for a while and then shouted, the other three people around him had angry looks on their faces.
Fairy Qianying is a generation legend of Phantom Pavilion. She died heroically and hid in the ancient battlefield of Qiutan. It was a good story at the time. Now, someone pretends to be Fairy Qianying who has passed away for many years and bullies her to the gate of Phantom Pavilion.
It's too much. You dare to force them to recognize an ancestor!
This is more than an insult, it is a serious provocation to the entire Phantom Pavilion, which is intolerable!
You Ji sighed slightly, and the green scarf on her face scattered and disappeared, revealing a flawless face of national beauty. Her red lips opened slightly: "Prison Court, it's me who's back."
The person wearing the hexagonal gold crown is the supervisor of the Phantom Pavilion, responsible for the affairs of the Phantom Pavilion, and is much busier than the master of the Phantom Pavilion.
Youji didn't recognize the other person, but she recognized the other person's headdress.
She stretched out her hand three times, and numerous illusory formations appeared behind the mountain gate, with lights and shadows flickering, flickering on and off.
The four people were dumbfounded by these methods, staring at the faces that were the same as those in the portrait. They seemed a little at a loss for a moment. The phantom formation protecting the gate of the Phantom Pavilion was left by their ancestors, and even they could not control it out of thin air.
One hundred and twenty of them wanted to believe that the person in front of them was Fairy Qianying who had come back from the dead.
But is this true?
You Ji thought, and a golden triangle token appeared in her hand.
Under the morning sun, it shines brightly, and a phantom rises from the top of the token, forming a magnificent scene of mountains and rivers recovering.
You Ji held up the token and said, "I have found the remains of Senior Brother Gu, the twelfth generation Pavilion Master of Phantom Pavilion, the Pavilion Master's token, as well as the relics and suicide note, etc., and inform the current Pavilion Master, as well as the chiefs and disciples of each peak, to welcome Senior Brother Gu back to the mountain gate."
The four of them couldn't recognize the lost pavilion master's token from their sect, and they immediately became confused.
The old man wearing the golden crown and the three of them prostrated themselves on the ground, weeping and shouting, "Unworthy disciples, please respectfully welcome the twelfth generation Pavilion Master back to the mountain, and respectfully welcome the Qianying Fairy back to the mountain," and "Welcome the ancestor back to the mountain."
The few Lingfu realm monks who appeared next were dumbfounded and fell down one by one.
Chang Siguo and Li Xinshu stepped back to get out of the way. They did not want to accept such a big gift that had nothing to do with it.
There was chaos for a while, and the old man wearing the golden crown stretched out his hand to strike in the air. The mountain bell sounded three times in a row, paused for three breaths, and then sounded three times in succession. This repeated, up to eighteen times.
The entire 500-mile peak of Phantom Pavilion suddenly resounded with mournful music, which merged into a torrent that made people cry, echoing in the sky that had been silent for thousands of years. Under the leadership of their elders, disciples from each peak quickly built eaves, roofs, and roofs on the top of the mountain. The house signs and pillars were wrapped in white cloth.
The four old men wearing golden crowns knelt on the ground and took out white cloths or white shirts from their sumuru bags. They pulled them into strips and put them on their heads and tied them on their arms. Several people behind them imitated the example of wearing linen and mourning, wailing and kowtowing. .
A figure quietly appeared in the valley, staring at Youji who was holding the Pavilion Master's token high.
"Are you... Qianying Fairy? Are you reincarnated?"
The person who came was none other than Baili Qiuzhu, the current master of the Phantom Pavilion. He woke up from seclusion. He had seen the image of Fairy Qianying and heard the legend of Fairy Qianying often told by his elders. A person's appearance can be faked, but his temperament is extremely difficult to imitate. Exactly the same, he could tell that the person in front of him was a ghost.
Youji stared at the white-bearded and white-haired old man, his face vaguely familiar, and asked: "Are you Bailihong's junior?"
Baili Qiuzhu bowed respectfully: "Baili Hong is the ancestor of our family. I'm Baili Qiuzhu. Could you please control the fog phantom killing formation in front of the mountain gate?"
Some things must be done safely. It is easy to recognize one's ancestors, but it will be embarrassing if one makes a mistake.
The Phantom Pavilion can no longer afford to lose anyone, and as its mainstay, he will not be able to hold on for long.
Youji waved her left hand a few times, and the mist surged above the valley, with countless cold lights flashing in it. Youji shook her head and said: "Why don't you replenish the full mana and spiritual energy? The fog fantasy killing array only has 30% of its power left, which is not very useful. Even the monks in the Transformation Realm are Can’t be killed by sleepiness.”
This killing formation was something she had improved back then, and she could see the shortcomings at a glance.
The last trace of doubt in Baili Qiuzhu's heart disappeared, and he knelt down with a pop and said in obeisance: "Unfaithful disciple Baili Qiuzhu, I respectfully welcome Patriarch Qianying back to the mountain gate, and I respectfully welcome the twelfth generation Pavilion Master back to the mountain. If this disciple is neglectful, please punish me, Patriarch Qianying. "
You Ji stretched out her hand to support him and said: "Everyone, please get up. Those who don't know are not guilty. I ordered you to go down and prepare four coffins and a jade coffin. We will do things for Senior Brother Gu and choose an auspicious day to bury him in the ancestral mausoleum of Phantom Pavilion."
"Yes, I will obey Qianying Patriarch's decree!"
Baili Qiuzhu stood up and respectfully took the Pavilion Master's token from You Ji.
He felt a little sad in his heart, but more filled with excitement. Ancestor Qianying was the master of Xuanzu Bailihong. This relationship is not close. Since Patriarch Qianying returned and returned the remains of the twelfth generation Pavilion Master, in addition to the Pavilion Master, In addition to the main token, there is also an important ancestral treasure that he should be able to get.
Perhaps, he can make a breakthrough with the help of the treasure called "Magic Blue Space" which is only recorded in the sect's classics?
You Ji briefly introduced Chang Siguo and Li Xinshu, only saying that they were her friends, without mentioning their full names. Afterwards, she sent a message to Baili Qiuzhu: "These two are super sect monks, and must not be treated lightly!"
She was worried that Phantom Pavilion was neglecting without knowing it. She knew that the master wouldn't care, but she did.
Baili Qiuzhu's heart was trembling. No wonder he couldn't understand the cultivation of the two people in front of him. The tall and burly young monk looked strange. He was definitely not a monk in the Void Realm of the Chongshan Domain. The other one was in front of the Phantom Pavilion's mountain gate with a cloak covering his head and face. , I don’t show my true colors to others, and I am so arrogant, so that’s how it is.
Although the atmosphere was sad at the moment, and everyone was crying and mourning Pavilion Master Gu, Baili Qiuzhu still respectfully greeted Chang Siguo and Li Xinshu and exchanged a few polite words. As for Li Xinshu ignoring him, it was within his acceptance range.
The monks of the upper six sects do not need to give face to these sect pavilion masters.
He became more and more curious about the identity of Qianying Patriarch after his reincarnation. To be able to have two super sect monks from the Void Transformation Realm as friends, and to be willing to serve as bodyguards and followers, Qianying Patriarch's status must not be low.
He felt more and more happy that the Phantom Pavilion could rise in his hands!
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