"Near Heaven Sect congratulates Dongxi on the advancement of Sword Saint." After thinking about it, a slightly haggard old man in soap robes walked to the front of the field, it was the star picker.
The story of Dongxi Sword Master going to Laojun Mountain to seek revenge has spread all over the country. The people in the sky have escaped without a trace. The Sword Master broke the formation protecting the mountain and broke his sword close to the Tianfeng.
"They actually dare to come to congratulate you?"
"The Sword Saint's benevolence has already been exhausted by not destroying his sect!"
"What kind of kindness? It is said that the man in heaven gave away both the Star Bow and the Sword of Zhenzong before leaving!"
"real or fake?"
"Using two treasures to resolve a life-and-death feud is not considered benevolent!?"
"That being said, that's true."
"Last time Jintian Sect gave the Star Seal to Patriarch Wuya as a congratulatory gift, what else can I give this time!"
"It's nature that plays tricks on people!"
As soon as Zhai Xingzi appeared on the stage, the audience was suddenly filled with sighs and started talking.
"Zhaixingzi brings the Four Seasons Formation Chart of the Fantasy Sky and wishes the Sword Sect good luck and peace for all time!"
In full view of everyone, Star Picker raised a jade plate in his hand. The stars on the jade plate were dotted like flags.
"ah!"
"Even the formation map of the mountain-protecting formation was sent!"
"From now on, when Sword Sect goes to Laojun Mountain, won't it mean that he can just go to a deserted place if he wants to?"
"It seems that the Jintian Sect is afraid of being beaten."
"!!"
There was a sudden burst of exclamations on the field, and waves of sound spread around.
"High! High!" Amidst this surprised voice, one person put his hand on his palm and looked at Zhaixingzi and exclaimed.
"What do you mean?" The friend next to me asked in confusion.
"Sending the formation chart over your hand is to show your sincere surrender. Secondly, this Magic Sky Four Seasons Formation can't stop the Sword Master. It's better to give it as a gift under the spotlight. In this way, the Sword Master will be in the future. I'm afraid I will never go to Laojun Mountain again!" the man explained.
"Why don't you go?" The friend didn't seem to understand.
"When you enter the state of transformation, you will naturally know!" The old man shook his head, smiled and said nothing.
"You just like to show off your mysteries!" When the friend next to him heard this, he said angrily.
Although he was surprised by Jintian Sect's approach, Liangchen nodded slightly without caring.
Then a man stepped forward and took the jade plate.
Zhaixingzi retreated amid sighs, and another person came forward.
"Jingzhi Sword Sect Mu Chun wishes Senior Sword Master to advance thousands of miles with each passing day and ascend to the immortal world as soon as possible!"
"Specially offer Golden Silk Spirit Tea and Centennial Chrysanthemum to wish the Holy Body good health and good health." Master Muchun looked respectful and shouted loudly.
Liangchen immediately smiled when he heard the sound. The two items were extremely ordinary. In terms of value, they were not even as valuable as the Thousand Flower Basket. However, one was the garden flower that his mother had talked about before, and the other was the spiritual tea made from the Golden Thread Emperor Chrysanthemum, a specialty of Bolan City. It can be used to calm the mind. Mingmu, my mother often drank it in Bolan City, and it was very tasty. She took some with her before leaving, but she drank it all in the past two years.
Thinking of his hard work and the friendship between him protecting the Ye family, Liangchen nodded with a spring breeze smile on his face:
"After the grand ceremony, we usually stay in Wanren Mountain for a few days."
"Thank you Sword Master!" Master Muchun was overjoyed when he heard this, and then presented a storage bag.
Although the Jingzhi Sword Sect is one of the major forces that has emerged in recent years, its foundation is not stable, and it is not enough for the Sword Master to take it seriously.
To be able to make the Sword Master open his mouth to keep guests, he must have a lot of friendship!
Wan Xiu immediately made some guesses in his mind, and then looked at Master Muchun with a more envious and solemn look.
In this way, after the numerous sects of Fa Zong, several more sects that have risen in recent years came forward to offer gifts.
In order to save time, the gifts from other sects had already been registered and then read out directly, but even so, it took an hour.
These lists range from casual cultivators of Fa Zong, Jian Zong, Chamber of Commerce, to border forces, and even foreign forces, and they are all complicated.
Among them, Demon Dragon City also sent someone, and the person who came was Chou Qing'er, who was escorted by the Spirit Transformation Master and the Red Eyebrow Medicine King.
Yunmengguo's sect is now the Great Elder Yun Weilan, whose realm has already reached the peak of the late Nascent Soul, and is the second-ranking figure in the Yun family after the head of the family.
The appearance of these people naturally attracted everyone's attention.
After all, the emotional entanglement between the Sword Master, the current Lord of Demonic Dragon City, and the heir apparent of the Yun family has been rumored in bizarre twists and turns, with different versions.
"Thank you all fellow Taoists for your generous gift. The Sword Sect will remember it in my heart. Next, I will ask Sword Master Dongxi to give a lecture on swords." Qianqiu Sect Master shouted loudly.
There was a sudden silence on the field, and everyone looked at Liangchen in the center.
Finally, when the congratulatory gift was finished, it was the Sword Master's sermon that everyone had been waiting for for a long time.
Ancestor Wu Ya talked about it for three days and three nights, and all the cultivators benefited a lot. Some monks even directly realized the opportunity to break through the realm soon after returning. Therefore, today's sword viewing ceremony is naturally filled with great expectations.
Sensing Wan Xiu's gaze, Liangchen was filled with thoughts.
Regarding this sermon on swords, senior brother had spoken to him a few days ago and asked him to prepare.
It's a pity that his journey of cultivation is unprecedented. He experienced several ups and downs in the foundation building stage alone, and then directly crossed several realms from the golden elixir to the late Nascent Soul stage, and advanced to become a god because of Yiyun Xiangu's inherited orb technique. .
So if I talk about it in detail, I don’t have much experience and insights to impart to everyone.
After a long time, he slowly spoke:
"I received the opportunity of heaven and earth, condensed sword pills, and entered the holy realm; I enlightened my mind and entered the state of transformation. The journey along the way was full of twists and turns, and I was always on the line of life and death when I looked back. The path I took is extremely difficult to learn from. The enlightenment of my heart, It’s hard to put into words.
But the myriads of great ways ultimately lead to one place. Today I will use the branches and leaves of various dharma to help you understand the root of the Tao mind! "
After saying this, he remained silent, and his whole body suddenly burst into flames.
A ripple like a thin tide instantly filled the field!
Everyone was shocked when they heard this. Although they found that this was a little different from previous sermons, they still held their breath and began to realize this once-in-a-lifetime opportunity.
The thin tide rippled and hit everyone, only to stir up a ball of waves to envelop them.
The waves gently lapped at everyone,
"Wow~~Wow~~"
Everyone felt an inexplicable sense of closeness in their hearts, as if they had gone back to a long, long time ago...
He should be lying in his mother's arms, with soft lullabies in his ears and loving and gentle eyes.
I don’t know how long it took, but the waves grew bigger and bigger, and turned into the teacher’s stern teachings, the boring hard practice, and the eyes full of expectation all around.
The wind and waves get stronger, like dark clouds and thorns.
The flash of swords, the intrigues, the search, the struggle, the rebirth. . .
After a long time, the waves disappeared.
A group of golden crows rose slowly, and rays of morning light fell on everyone's shoulders.
