The thundering cheers lasted for a long time, and finally stopped involuntarily.
Han Zhao glanced at Yu Chongxiao below and nodded to him.
Yu Chongxiao bowed respectfully, then rose into the air, raised his hands to the warriors below and said, "Congratulations!"
"Congratulations to Master Han for his advanced magical power, everyone in the world celebrates!"
Tens of thousands of warriors below, as if they had been rehearsed in advance, saluted Han Zhao above the clouds at the same time.
Although the disciples of the aristocratic family did not pay homage, they all bowed respectfully and lowered their previously arrogant heads.
At this time, Han Zhao had returned to the Heavenly Palace.
The white jade palace hanging high in the clouds slowly fell.
He waved his sleeves and robes, and clouds of light golden mist floated out from the White Jade Heavenly Palace.
As the breeze blew by, these pale golden mist fell downwards, and soon enveloped the Nu Jiao Island, which was thousands of miles away.
"This is?"
"What a powerful life force!"
"This is "Qian Tian Jing Qi"! ! ! "
After the warriors inhaled the light golden mist, they immediately felt comfortable all over. Some warriors who originally had hidden injuries in their bodies suddenly found that the internal injuries were recovering at a speed that was almost visible to the naked eye.
Even the high-level martial saints found that the stagnant bottleneck was showing signs of loosening.
The disciples of the aristocratic families who had participated in the trial of Qiantian Palace also immediately recognized the pale golden mist as the "Qiantian Essence" that they were fighting for.
"Comrades have traveled thousands of miles to attend the grand ceremony of the establishment of the Qiantian Palace. A little "Qiantian Essence" has shown the friendship of the landlords. I hope you will not dislike it. "
Han Zhao sat cross-legged on the Tiangong and smiled at the people below.
"Thank you Master Han!"
"Zhenren Han is so righteous!"
Although the warriors below had already made assumptions in their minds, they were still shocked by Han Zhao's generosity.
The reason why most of the warriors from Dongsheng Continent rushed to Nujiao Island with their families to attend the ceremony was because they wanted to see the true face of Han Zhao and see what the legendary warrior god who had survived the catastrophe with magical powers in the Origin Realm looked like. Sample.
Secondly, they were also attracted by the ancestral ceremony of Qiantian Palace and wanted to join the Martial God's sect.
Of course, the most important thing is that becoming a true disciple of Qiantian Palace can obtain "Qiantian Essence".
If there is enough "Qiantian Essence", the probability of a high-level martial saint achieving pseudo-magical powers will be greatly increased.
It's just that the warriors are not without worries. Those strong men who are high above and standing in the clouds are often the same.
The magical powers of warriors, the weapon masters and spirit summoners of aristocratic families are essentially existences that transcend mortal beings.
Although Han Zhao is in the magical realm of martial arts, he may not be in the magical realm of a warrior. If he reaches the sky in one step, he can still exploit and suppress warriors for his own profit just like the wealthy families.
The wealthy family is absolutely willing to pay greater benefits to win over him.
However, Han Zhao's generosity at this moment completely dispelled the last doubts in the hearts of the warriors.
A martial arts master who can share all the "Qian Tian Essence" at the ancestral ceremony will never collude with aristocratic families to exploit warriors for personal gain.
At this moment, the warriors present were all breathing in the "Qian Tian Essence" floating in the air.
There was no other sound in this space except the sound of breathing.
"If I had known if I had squeezed my head, I should have squeezed in the middle!"
"It's too far away, so I don't get much "Qiantian Essence"!" "
At this moment, some of the warriors on the outermost ship of Nujiao Island were extremely upset.
As soon as they finished speaking, they noticed that the pale golden mist falling in the sky had moved a little closer to where they were.
"Thank you Master Han!"
The warriors were stunned for a moment. They did not expect that Master Han would notice such a low murmur. They were overjoyed and at the same time frightened, and hurriedly paid homage to Han Zhao in the Heavenly Palace.
"What a generous move!" Among the crowd, Cao Xuan, the envoy of the Cao family, looked at the "Qiantian Essence" filling the sky and was stunned.
The "Qiantian Essence" they had painstakingly collected in Qiantian Palace for more than a month was less than one percent of what was floating in the sky at the moment.
"Yes." Cao Wuyu, who was breathing heavily, suddenly stopped and said sadly: "I actually participated in the Zhongzhou Trial with him in just eleven short years. It seems like a lifetime ago."
Cao Zhengchun, the general manager of the Cao family who followed the two of them, was also speechless for a long time. Back then, he followed Cao Xuan and used a three-aperture golden elixir to exchange for Han Zhao to join the Cao family.
When Han Zhao refused, they all thought he thought too highly of himself.
Now it seems that the bird really knows the ambition of Kunpeng.
As both warriors, Cao Zhengchun was convinced by Han Zhao at this moment.
"The auspicious time has arrived, and the grand ceremony of establishing the clan of Qiantian Palace has begun." When the sun passed the zenith, Yu Chongxiao said loudly.
As soon as Yu Chongxiao finished speaking, there were sudden bursts of Sanskrit sounds above the Heavenly Palace, and a clear cry came from the clouds.
I saw an ice phoenix hundreds of meters tall flying from the west. The ice phoenix was surrounded by spiritual birds, just like hundreds of birds paying homage to the phoenix.
"That's a phoenix?!"
"And Qingluan! Kunpeng!"
"Five-color peacock! Three-legged golden crow?!"
Such a grand scene can't help but amaze everyone.
Although high-level warriors and masters from aristocratic families can recognize that most of the spiritual birds around Bingfeng are virtual images, even if they are virtual images, their magical power is comparable to pseudo-magical powers.
It was said that Han Zhao had an affair with the new head of the Bailing Sect. Today, at the grand ceremony of establishing the sect of the Qiantian Palace, Yu Xuanji not only came to congratulate him in person, but also brought so many spiritual birds from heaven and earth. It seems that this matter is absolutely true.
The ice phoenix stopped outside the White Jade Heavenly Palace, and the heaven and earth spiritual birds she brought surrounded the Heavenly Palace and hovered in the sky.
In a ball of icy blue light, Bingfeng manifested into a beautiful woman wearing a silver shirt, who was clearly Yu Xuanji.
"I've met Fellow Daoist Han." Yu Xuanji still looked cold and elegant.
Seeing this, Han Zhao drove a ball of white light and came to Yu Xuanji: "Fellow Taoist Xuanji, you are polite."
Before the ancestral ceremony, he sent someone an invitation to invite Yu Xuanji to attend the ceremony, but she never replied. Han Zhao thought she wouldn't come, but he didn't expect a big scene.
Noticing the powerful mana fluctuations remaining in the void, Han Zhao's aura state seemed to be somewhat similar to that in the Bailing Sect before, and Yu Xuanji's cold eyes showed a hint of concern.
"Did you fight with someone just now?"
Han Zhao waved his sleeves and smiled lightly: "The door is full of evil guests, but I have already killed them."
"Yeah." Yu Xuanji nodded slightly, then looked aside.
At this time, Yan Buhui came to Yu Xuanji's side, bowed respectfully to Han Zhao, and said loudly:
"The Bailing Sect, in order to celebrate Master Han's advancement in magical powers, specially presents five five-color peacock feathers to wish Master Han boundless magical powers and longevity."
Yu Xuanji pointed at the top of the Heavenly Palace, and the peacock flapped its wings and flew high. The lifelike five-color peacock flapped its colorful wings and circled down. When it was about to fall into the Heavenly Palace, the five-color halo of green, yellow, red, black and white circulated. The feathers turned into five sword-like feathers and fell towards Han Zhao.
Han Zhao waved his sleeves and robe, and five three-foot feathers fell into his palm.
"Good weight!"
Han Zhao felt his palm sink, as if he was dragging five hills. If he hadn't mastered the body-refining skill, he might not be able to catch it for a while.
Among the feathers, the power of the five elements circulates and circulates.
"Five-color peacock true blood?" Han Zhao couldn't believe it, Yu Xuanji actually gave such a generous gift.
Yu Xuanji nodded slightly: "This is the result of a drop of true blood left by a five-color peacock in the Heavenly Realm in ancient times when it passed through the Cave Heaven Tribulation."
"It is also one of the eyes of the Ten Thousand Spirits Formation." Yan Buhuan added.
Yu Xuanji glanced at him.
Yan Bu also lowered his head.
Han Zhao was shocked when he heard this, waved his hand and said: "This thing is too valuable, I can't accept it."
"The martial arts will you have gathered still lacks the true blood of the five-color peacock to be able to channel spirits. This thing is just right." Yu Xuanji said seriously.
"But... okay! I'll accept this." Han Zhao pondered for a moment and decided to accept it.
The will of martial arts and the warrior are one. The stronger the will of martial arts, the easier it is to understand the power of rules after reaching the realm of heaven and man. For ancient warriors, tempering their martial will is a top priority.
"Today is the grand ceremony for the founding of the Qiantian Palace. The Bailing Sect wants to form an alliance with the Qiantian Palace. I wonder what Master Han's opinion is?" Yu Xuanji changed the subject.
"That's good!" Han Zhao smiled and nodded.
"Master Jade, please take a seat."
Yu Xuanji took up the escaping light and flew towards the main hall of the Heavenly Palace.
"Let her take the lead! Xuan Ming, why don't you hurry up!" Qi Qingchan didn't expect Yu Xuanji to move so quickly, and hurriedly urged Qi Xuanming who was following.
After Qi Yuntian returned from Qiantian Palace, he practiced hard in seclusion and absorbed the "Qiantian Essence", so this time only Qi Xuanming followed him.
"Yes, aunt." Upon hearing this, Qi Xuanming used the flying sword, a spiritual weapon, to fly towards the Heavenly Palace.
"The Qi family congratulates Master Han for his advancement in supernatural power. To celebrate the founding ceremony of the Qiantian Palace, the Qi family sends two hundred kilograms of 'star-patterned gold crystals' that are five thousand years old as a congratulatory gift."
Qi Xuanming took out a three-foot-square gift box from the Xumi bag and presented it with both hands.
"Star-patterned gold crystal?!" Han Zhao raised his eyebrows. This star-patterned gold crystal is the top material for refining spiritual treasures. Moreover, it is five thousand years old and can be used to refine a spiritual treasure-level alchemy furnace.
This gift is no less than the drop of five-color peacock true blood given by Yu Xuanji.
Han Zhao saluted Qi Qingchan in the distance.
Yu Chongxiao on the side stepped forward, took the gift, and then led Qi Xuanming and Qi Qingchan into the heavenly palace.
At this time, a middle-aged man in green robe came under Han Zhao with a dodge light and bowed respectfully: "I, Wang Ming, the envoy of the Wang family, to congratulate Han Zhenren for his advanced magical power, specially sent 100,000 gold beads for three thousand years." A portion of ten elixirs."
This person is the newly promoted first-level spirit summoner of the Wang family, who came here on the order of Wang Tengyun.
After seeing Han Zhao kill the Red Moon Holy Lord with his own eyes, he seemed to treat himself as a junior in front of Han Zhao at this moment, and his posture was very low.
"The Wang family is interested." Han Zhao smiled.
After Wang Ming handed the Sumeru bag to Yu Chongxiao who was standing aside, he took out a larger Sumeru bag and immediately sent a message to Han Zhao: "This is the 400,000 magic gold that the Wang family promised to give."
Seeing this, Han Zhao nodded towards Yu Chongxiao.
Yu Chongxiao put away the Xumi bag, raised his hand and said: "I also invite fellow Taoist Wang to sit in the heavenly palace."
"Thank you Master Han." Wang Ming was overjoyed and saluted again.
Han Zhao's attitude showed that he would not embarrass the Wang family again in the future, so the purpose of this trip was achieved.
After seeing Han Zhao's method of killing the Red Moon Monkey King, he didn't think that the Wang family could gain anything by becoming enemies with Han Zhao.
After Wang Ming entered the Heavenly Palace, a ray of green light fell, and a woman in white with a gauze covering her face appeared, it was Ji Baiwei.
Han Zhao flashed his light and appeared in front of Ji Baiwei.
"I've met Master Han." Ji Bai looked slightly happy and saluted Han Zhao.
"It doesn't have to be like this between you and me." Han Zhao smiled.
"I am here today as an envoy of the Ji family to express the congratulations of the Ji family." Ji Bai smiled and said: "This is a congratulatory gift from the Ji family, 200,000 pieces of magic gold, two first-level magic weapons, and the Ji family All the martial arts classics collected."
"In that case, thank you Bai Wei." Han Zhao personally accepted the congratulatory gift from Ji Baiwei.
When the Tiansheng Sect and the Great Qin Empire were defeated, these aristocratic families collected many martial arts classics. Now that the Qiantian Palace was first established, these classics were exactly what Han Zhao needed.
After all, although the martial arts he possesses are extremely powerful, they are not suitable for most people to practice. Intermediate martial arts are the most scarce.
"Bai Wei, please." Han Zhao raised his hand to signal Ji Baiwei to enter the heavenly palace and take a seat.
"Thank you so much, Brother Han." Ji Baiwei changed his name and flew into the heavenly palace.
When other aristocratic family envoys saw that the Bailing Sect, Qi Family, and Ji Family all sent such heavy gifts, they suddenly felt that the gifts they had prepared were not enough.
Some wealthy families who didn't have much contact with Han Zhao originally just wanted to have a good relationship, but they didn't want to curry favor with him.
But after the Red Moon Holy Lord was beheaded and they saw Han Zhaoguan's strength in the Jueyuan Realm with their own eyes, they already regretted it.
Some people began to modify the gift list on the spot, and at the same time notified people traveling with them to inform the family and add more gifts.
After Ji Baiwei entered the Heavenly Palace, envoys from the five major surnames of the Wei Kingdom and the Shiju clan arrived and sent congratulatory gifts one after another.
Then came other Wei aristocratic families.
"I, Su Ningqiu, on behalf of the Su family and Tianxuan Sect, would like to send a congratulatory gift to Master Han." Su Ningqiu flew up into the clouds under the leadership of a middle-aged woman and sent a congratulatory gift to Han Zhao.
"Thank you." Han Zhao bowed his hands and asked, "I wonder where brother Tianqi is at this moment?"
"My husband received the "Qiantian Essence" and went into seclusion to heal his wounds. He wanted to come to attend the ceremony in the near future, but his merits were not fulfilled, so he was delayed, so he asked me to come and express my apology to Master Han. "Su Ningqiu said respectfully.
"Brothers and sisters, you're welcome. As long as Brother Tianqi is free, you can come to my Qiantian Palace as a guest at any time." Han Zhao smiled, raised his hand and said, "Please take a seat."
"Thank you." Su Ningqiu showed a grateful expression and immediately bowed.
The soldiers in charge of the Su family who followed from the side also saluted quickly.
Now all the wealthy families present took note of the Yunzhou Su family.
Even the top ten wealthy families from the top five surnames will keep their eyes open in the future.
The four major powers of the Qi Kingdom, in addition to Corpse Soul Valley, the royal family Jiang Family, Sanyang Clan, and Taiyin Sect also sent people one after another.
"On behalf of the Murong family, I would like to congratulate Han Zhenren for his advanced magical power. To celebrate the founding of the Qiantian Palace, the Murong family presented 300,000 gold beads to express their sincere gratitude.
At the same time, the Murong family is willing to offer an additional 10,000 gold beads every year to turn their hostility into friendship with Han Zhenren. "
It was the Chu family's turn to send congratulatory gifts. An old man in a brocade robe flew over, his expression respectful and his posture extremely low.
The Murong family was also well aware of Han Zhao's robbery of the Murong family's gold and pearl mine. After all, no one else could do such a thing.
It's just that they had no choice but to take advantage of this mute, so they wouldn't dare to cause trouble to Han Zhao.
"Yes." Han Zhao heard this and nodded slightly under the old man's anxious gaze.
The old man in brocade robes breathed a sigh of relief as if he had been granted amnesty, and then entered the Heavenly Palace under the leadership of Yu Chongxiao.
When the aristocratic families appeared one by one, the warriors present truly felt the power of the aristocratic families.
Dongsheng Continent is so big that even a high-level martial saint would not be able to visit it all in his lifetime.
Therefore, although warriors know that this world belongs to aristocratic families, they do not have an intuitive feeling about the number and power of aristocratic families.
But today, when they saw the military masters and spiritual summoners from wealthy families appearing one after another, they truly felt the huge gap between the power of warriors and the power of aristocratic families.
There may not be ten pseudo-supernatural warriors in the entire Dongsheng Continent. There are hundreds of soldiers and spirit summoners present today alone. This is far from the entire strength of the family.
Only when you see the gap with your own eyes can you realize how difficult it is for a warrior to get ahead.
However, these strong men standing at the top today are just supporting roles.
I am the pinnacle of supernatural powers!
The only protagonist is Han Zhao.
The wealthy and aristocratic families lower their eyebrows!
Only Han Zhao and only Qiantian Palace can give them a sense of belonging. This is the glory that belongs only to warriors!
"Crack crack!"
When the family finished sending the gifts, a roar of thunder and lightning suddenly came from the clouds, and a white demon bird hundreds of meters tall came galloping at a lightning speed.
"Master Han, I'm sorry for being delayed on the road and coming a little late." Zhu Yuan appeared and saluted Han Zhao with a smile.
"I wish you the best, fellow Taoist." Han Zhao returned the greeting.
"Tian Sheng Cave sent two spiritual crystals to congratulate fellow Taoist Han on his advancement of magical powers." Zhu Yuan looked solemn and took out a jade box.
"Spirit crystal?!"
"Tian Sheng Dong Tian is really generous!"
The senior officials of the aristocratic family present were all shocked when they heard this.
This spiritual crystal is rumored to only appear in the Masterless Cave. Refining the spiritual crystal can help warriors understand the power of rules. This seems to be Yuan Xiyu's instruction.
Tianshengdongtian was afraid that Han Zhao would not be able to advance to the Heavenly Realm, so he spent a lot of money!
"Thank you Master Master for me." Han Zhao was also a little moved.
"Definitely." Zhu Yuan smiled.
"I wish you, fellow Taoist, please take a seat." Han Zhao said again.
After the warrior forces also sent all the congratulatory gifts, Yu Chongxiao came to the front of the Heavenly Palace and said loudly: "Qiantian Palace is here to give you a treasure book of true disciples."
"The true disciple, Ling Feng!"
As Yu Chongxiao's voice fell, a young man in black with a resolute face on Nujiao Island was suddenly stunned.
"calls me?!"
"Brother, it's your name!" The handsome young man in white clothes said hurriedly.
"Who is Ling Feng?"
"Who is so lucky?!"
"You can actually be the true disciple of Tiangong!"
There was a lot of discussion among the warriors, wondering who this lucky guy was.
"Disciple, why don't you step forward and accept the seal?"
Han Zhao's voice reached the ears of Ling Feng and Ling Yun in the crowd, and Ling Feng was immediately startled by the rich and domineering voice.
"Master?!"
This was clearly a domineering voice.
At this time, Han Zhao from the Heavenly Palace waved his sleeves.
A stream of clear energy condensed into a cloud and fell in front of Ling Feng below.
Ling Feng stepped onto the clouds and soared into the sky.
"Give me a treasure book and a jade book!" Yu Chongxiao sang.
Gold coupons for alchemy books and a jade tablet flew out of the heavenly palace.
"Only the treasure book and jade book of the true disciple is a high-level spiritual weapon, and it is also made by "Tianwai Xuanying". It contains so much "Qian Tian Essence" that it may be promoted to a spiritual treasure in the future. It makes me want to worship in Qiantian Palace! "
Qi Xuanming couldn't help but sigh when he looked at the golden coupon of the alchemy book.
"Snapped!"
Zhu Yuan on the side went up and gave him a hug.
"You kid, do you want to deceive the master and destroy the ancestor?" Zhu Yuan cursed. Qi Xuanming entered the Holy Cave of Heaven and was also a master and disciple. This kid should become the second senior brother's disciple.
"Uncle Master." Qi Xuanming looked at Zhu Yuan helplessly. If he hadn't been so powerful, he might have beaten his brains to pieces just now.
"Disciple pays homage to the Master!" Ling Feng landed outside the Tiangong Hall and bowed deeply to Han Zhao.
Han Zhao nodded slightly, while Ling Feng stood aside.
"Second true disciple, Ling Yun!" Yu Chongxiao said again.
Another stream of clear air condensed into clouds, bringing Ling Yun to the sky.
Neither of them were particularly outstanding in appearance, but when they put on white robes filled with aura and true inheritance, standing on the palace of heaven, they suddenly looked like gods.
"The remaining eight true disciples will be decided in the future true disciple competition." Yu Chongxiao said loudly, and immediately came to stand under Han Zhao's seat.
Han Zhao took up the escape light and flew to the top of the Heavenly Palace.
"Today the Qiantian Palace is established. In the next month, the gate of the Qiantian Palace will be opened wide to recruit disciples. Anyone who passes the test can enter my door.
In order to thank all my colleagues for coming all the way, I will preach in the next three days, so that you can enter the heavenly palace. "
After saying that, White Jade Heavenly Palace slowly descended, finally stopping at the top near the pier of Nujiao Island.
Including those entry-level warriors at the skin training level, all warriors are overjoyed.
Even if he fails to become a disciple of Qiantian Palace in the end, just listening to the God of War's sermon at close range will probably save him ten years of detours.
Although the warriors were filled with excitement and excitement, they all entered the Heavenly Palace in an orderly manner and sat cross-legged in the square outside the palace.
When Han Zhao saw everyone seated, he began to preach.
"The martial arts that I have practiced to achieve my supernatural powers is derived from the Vajra Indestructible Magic Kung Fu, one of the Three Classics, Four Kung Fu and Five Sacred Scriptures of the Tiansheng Sect. Later, I practiced the three gods-killing moves, the three spirit-slaying moves, and the Zixiao Seal.
Now I have integrated all the martial arts I have learned into one, and created the top ten true skills of my own. The internal strength is the Secret of Longevity, derived from the 'Secret of Health Preservation' taught by the True Lord of Longevity. "
When Han Zhao said this, all the senior officials present were shocked, and an astonishing possibility suddenly occurred to their minds.
"The external power is called the Ten Strong Martial Arts, and there are ten kinds of martial arts. Three Spirit-Slaying Styles, Three God-Slaying Styles, Soul-Chasing Spear, Red Dragon Halberd, Three Spirit Arrows, Sky Frost Fist, Cloud-Pailing Palm, Wind God Legs, Dragon God Claws, Zixiao Seal.”
"The unity of inside and outside is the top ten true skills."
After listening to Han Zhao's story, everyone present couldn't help but take a breath.
Han Zhao was already a rare genius when he reached the perfection of the Seven Evils at the age of thirty-seven. He was able to master so many techniques in such a short period of time, which was unprecedented and unprecedented.
The children of the aristocratic family finally understood why Han Zhao was so powerful.
"The way of martial arts begins with training in the skin realm."
Han Zhao started from the very beginning of skin training. The low-level warriors present could not wait to stretch their ears and cheer up. They did not expect that Han Zhenren would start from the lowest state. They were really lucky.
Although he was talking about the skin training realm, the high-level warriors were also very interested in hearing it.
When Han Zhao talked about his experience in practicing Zang Zang and Ningsha Realm, all the warriors listened with fascination.
Everyone stayed awake for three days and three nights. Even with the "Qian Tian Jing Qi" to replenish their essence, many low-level warriors could not hold on, but no one left.
This may be their only chance in this life, the fairest sermon they have ever heard, and everyone is paying full attention.
"Genius! Genius!" Zhu Yuan couldn't help but sigh. He didn't expect that Han Zhao's understanding of martial arts was much more profound than that of the Martial God who had been immersed in martial arts for thousands of years. Listening to him was just like listening to a teacher.
After listening to Han Zhao's words, the senior officials of the family couldn't help but sigh sincerely.
They didn't lose unjustly.
(End of chapter)
