The Qingjiang River is thousands of miles long, with sparkling water, birds perched on the high banks, and fish swimming at the bottom.
The mountains are rolling, the aura is beautiful, the pavilions are high and the roof tiles are bright.
This is what Fang Jian saw above the clouds. The Qingjiang River originally belonged to the Qingjiang Demon Tribe. Later, the Qingjiang Demon Tribe was destroyed and was occupied by the Lingji Demon Tribe.
But time has changed, and now the Lingji Demon Department no longer exists. Instead, it is the 'Huanzhou Sect' formed by the original Lingji Demon Department and the other nine major demon houses.
This is really in line with the saying, "The king's flag changes at the top of the city. You sing and I come on stage." The country does not change, only people and things change.
After entering Qingjiangyuan, Fang Jian saw thousands of miles of Qingjiang River below, with figures flying around everywhere, and Qionglou palaces rising up and down Qingjiangyuan.
"Who are these people?" Fang Jian asked, pointing to the people building the tall buildings of the palace below.
Zhong Tong heard the words and replied: "Hui Shanjun, these are the demon cultivators of the nine demon mansions, and they are currently building various palaces."
Fang Jian nodded, "So from now on, all the nine demon mansions will be moved to Qingjiang?"
"Exactly." Zhong Tong said with a smile: "And from now on, there will be no Jiudong. They are all disciples of the Huanzhou Sect."
Fang Jian was a little surprised and said: "How is the order of generation arranged? The demon cultivators in the major demon mansions are all related by blood, right?"
Zhong Tong nodded and said: "The tiger's words are true. The master and the elders have also discussed this matter, but now it has been resolved."
"How to solve it?" Fang Jian asked.
Zhong Tong said: "From now on, according to seniority, parents and children will be called 'master and apprentice', grandparents and grandchildren will be called 'master and disciples', brothers and sisters will be called 'senior brothers', uncles and nephews will be called 'master uncle, master uncle and master'." Nephew, wait..."
"Well...it seems like it just changed a name." Fang Jian said.
Zhong Tong said: "This is the case now, but the headmaster has drafted a teaching law. After five generations, people of the same clan are not allowed to marry, and after ten generations, people of the same clan are not allowed to get married."
Ding Xinglan did not immediately ban marriages between the major demon clans, but gradually banned them from the fifth to the tenth generation. In this way, the interests of this group of people will not be directly touched, and the Huanzhou Sect can be slowly built into an orthodox sect by boiling frogs in warm water.
Ten generations, even for demon cultivators, is only over a thousand years at the longest. According to Ding Xinglan's true immortality, a thousand years is just a small node in a long time.
Just as he was talking, the Fajia who greeted Fang Jian had flown over thousands of mountains and rivers and entered the core area of Qingjiangyuan: Turing Abyss.
Fang Jian looked from a distance and found that although the Duling Abyss was called a "abyss", it was actually more like a basin.
Turin Abyss has a radius of more than 6,000 miles and is surrounded by towering mountains. Only the Qingjiang River rushes out from the south and breaks out of a natural pass.
And above the Turing Abyss, a huge spiritual light jade shield held the entire Turing Abyss upside down. When the sun shone on the spiritual light jade shield, it even glowed with glazed light.
That was the mountain guarding formation of Dulingyuan. Looking at the rows of beautiful buildings and jade buildings in Dulingyuan, Fang Jian couldn't help but admire in his heart that this mountain gate was really well chosen.
Dulingyuan faces south, with wind and water passing through it. It is not much worse than those heavenly paradises.
When Fa Jia arrived at the thousand-foot-high pass of the Duling Abyss, he saw a stream of spiritual light flying out of it. Fang Jian took a cursory glance and found that they were all at the Yangshen realm, and there were as many as fifty or sixty people.
At this time, Zhong Tong and Fang Jian said respectfully: "Tiger, please forgive me. I have previously informed the disciples about Tiger's enlightenment. Now it should be the arrangement of the headmaster."
Fang Jian nodded lightly and said: "It doesn't matter, you are also loyal to your duty, so there is nothing wrong with you."
As soon as Fang Jian finished speaking, he saw more than sixty Yangshen Realm demon cultivators standing in the air on both sides. They all bowed to Fang Jian and said, "The disciples of the Huanzhou Sect of the first generation respectfully welcome the King of the Realm Breaking Mountain."
More than sixty Yangshen realm monks just used their magic power and shouted in unison, causing the mountains to tremble, the rivers to roll, and their momentum to be like a rainbow.
As the Yang Shen Realm demon cultivator paid his respects, he saw a flash of fairy light in front of him, and an elegant man wearing a light blue shirt flew out from the Turin Abyss.
Fang Jian just glanced around and discovered that this man was a Taoist from the True Immortal Realm.
I saw this man come to Fang Jian, bowed his hands and said: "I mourn Anjun, I am the elder of the Huanzhou Sect, and I have been specially ordered by the headmaster to come to greet the Duanjie Mountain Lord."
Mr. An'an's tone was respectful, but his mood was very complicated. The man in front of him could be said to be one of the 'culprits' who ruined his family.
His ancestor, Master Lingxu, and his two older brothers, 'Ku Shengjun' and 'Dehua Jun', all died directly or indirectly in Fang Jian's hands.
But Mr. Yao'an had a cowardly character. After Ding Xinglan persuaded him to put the overall situation of the Lingji Demon Department first, he completely gave up the idea of finding trouble with Fang Jian. Moreover, he had never mentioned such thoughts in the first place.
"Thank you so much, fellow Taoist." Fang Jian returned the courtesy to Lord An.
Lord An An raised his head and said, "Please Tiger Lord, please follow me into the mountain gate. The headmaster and all the elders are waiting in front of the mountain gate."
When Fang Jian heard this, he was a little surprised. Ding Xinglan thought too highly of him. He welcomed him with such a big battle?
Fang Jian quickly raised his hands and clasped his fists and said, "Master Ding has really beaten Fang, so let's ask fellow Taoists to lead the way. We must not keep Master Ding waiting for them."
Lord Yao'an bowed slightly, then turned around, took the lead to fly to the entrance of Turing Abyss, raised his hand and shouted: "Open."
'Boom'
There was only a loud rumbling sound, and then the mountain guard formation at the entrance to the Duling Abyss suddenly opened, and thick auras and countless spiritual birds and cranes flew outwards with their clear calls.
Then Zhong Tong activated the Fa Jian and drove Fang Jian slowly into the Turin Abyss.
When Fang Jian's Dharma Driver entered the Dulingyuan Mountain Gate, he saw eleven demon cultivators with extraordinary temperament standing above the blue white clouds in front of them.
But after Fang Jian took a look at it, he discovered that among the eleven people, only six were true immortals. Including Lord Yao'an, there were seven true immortals in total. The remaining five were all in the Yangshen realm.
Just when Fang Jian looked towards the other party, the people on the opposite side also looked towards Fang Jian.
At this glance, everyone immediately confirmed that Fang Jian's Taoism was indeed in the realm of true immortality!
The Blood Spider Empress twitched the corner of her mouth and said, "Why did he become an immortal when he was still letting others live?"
Fairy Qianyin also sighed quietly and said: "It is easy to enjoy the shade against the big tree. It seems that he has gained the most from this chaos in Zhushengbook."
Master Tianyin also said in a melancholy tone: "It seems that even if we establish a sect, we will still have to look at his face in the future."
When everyone heard this, they all looked melancholy. Mainly, it would be okay if Fang Jian was a simple True Immortal Realm. Everyone was never weak in the matter of fighting.
But they were extremely wary of the gold brick in Fang Jian's hand. Back then, when he was still in the Void Refining Realm, he could smash Master Iron Wing of the True Immortal Realm until his body nearly collapsed. Now that he has become an immortal, what's the point?
Listening to everyone's discussion and the slight dejection in their voices, Ding Xinglan just smiled faintly, then rode up the auspicious clouds to greet them.
