Each light pillar soared into the sky, slowly exploding more than a hundred meters above the sky, and countless spiritual lights began to weave and outline in the sky.
Under the shocked gazes of hundreds of thousands of monks, it turned into thousands of floating islands.
The fairy island is floating in the sky, supported by light pillars, and filled with waves of Tao Yun.
It is a physical illusion, and it also looks like a wonderland in the fairyland.
Immediately afterwards, the temporary identity certificates issued to the cultivators when they were welcomed and received all shone with auras.
The identity spirit jade connected with the surrounding formations and turned into energy ball masks, covering everyone.
Even though there was some notice before, this strange change shocked many small sects and even casual cultivators who had little knowledge.
The moment the energy light ball enveloped everyone, countless light balls, like bubbles in the deep sea, slowly flew upwards with the monks one by one.
At this moment, countless light balls flew out densely among the more than 300 mountains of the Demon Suppressing Sect, covering the entire sky.
Countless light balls rose into the sky. Under the sunlight, the light balls refracted and emitted colorful rays of light, like thousands of flying immortals.
Such a strange scene made even the disciples of the Demon Suppressing Sect lie in the ball of light, dazed for a while.
As for the other sects, almost all of them were speechless and stunned. It was the first time they saw what the Holy Land of the Immortal Family was.
In the midst of everyone's dull, excited, or stunned expressions, the ball of light slowly flew into the sky with each monk, passing through the base of hundreds of spiritual light pillars projected from hundreds of mountain peaks.
Each ball of light, like bubbles emerging from the water, quickly flew towards the floating islands scattered across the sky.
On the island floating in the sky, there are many desks and tables among the shades of green willows, swaying peach blossoms.
The bubbles took the monks one by one and flew to their respective desks according to the corresponding positions.
As the light balls exploded one by one, the monks were able to escape from them and landed on various table seats.
Looking around, hundreds of miles in the sky are filled with floating islands of various sizes and styles.
Some are no more than ten feet in diameter, while others are hundreds of feet in diameter.
The scenes on it are also very varied, some are covered with luxuriant grass, some are shaded by willow trees, and some even have rockeries and flowing water.
The only thing that is the same is that almost all the floating islands have peach blossom trees in full bloom.
On the small floating island, one tree covers the island, while on the large floating island, three to five peach trees are about to become a forest.
Pink peach blossoms bloom on floating islands everywhere.
Countless monks are standing on the floating island, beside the peach tree, and in front of the desk, looking at the grand scene around them, and they are stunned for a while.
About two quarters of an hour later, all the light balls carrying people arrived at their respective positions.
"Weng!"
Hundreds of light pillars below shook again, and rich spiritual light erupted. The entire floating island area was covered with extremely rich spiritual power, and it converged towards one place like rays of light.
It's like worshiping a king. Under the sunlight, it looks like a dreamlike rainbow.
Everyone lowered their heads subconsciously and saw a figure stepping up from the top of Demon Suppression Peak.
Under the gaze of hundreds of thousands of monks, he stepped on the void and calmly headed towards the center of the sky.
The cultivators in the formation can see each other clearly, no matter the distance, as if they are right in front of them.
He was wearing a green shirt and white cloud robe, standing in the wind.
He wore a jade belt around his waist and hung a strange jade pendant. The jade pendant swayed left and right with his steady steps as he stepped into the air.
The breeze from the mountains blew, and his clothes were flowing like the wind, instantly attracting everyone's attention.
What kind of person is that!
His face is resolute, and his handsome face has sharp and angular lines, just like a knife and an axe. It is simply a masterpiece of God, as every line has been carefully carved and modified.
Between the sword-shaped brows and starry eyes, a pair of pupils are as bright as stars, as deep as the endless starry sky, making it impossible to see the bottom of it at a glance.
There seems to be endless mystery inside, as if it is magical, and people can't help but be intoxicated with it at a glance.
The age of less than 20 is the best time of life, but he gives people the feeling that he is not an ordinary person.
Under the spotlight, he showed no signs of panic. There was a slight smile on his face, but he exuded a touch of majesty and strong self-confidence.
A palm-sized red fire bird surrounded the left and right, slowly moving towards the sky.
"Tap!"
While walking in the sky, the crisp sound of footsteps resounded through the silent Demon Suppression Sect and entered the hearts of thousands of monks.
This fairy-like scene is deeply engraved in my mind.
The man walked up to the floating island group slowly and came to an area tens of meters high above the center of many floating islands.
There was a very simple white cloud floating there, with a simple desk on the cloud.
The man came above the white clouds, and the morning sunlight was just right, shining on his body. Under the rich spiritual light, it glowed slightly with a pale gold color, as if he was in the golden light of a divine wheel.
The palm-sized fire sparrow landed on the desk and stood obediently silent.
Wang Zijia stood on the clouds and looked around at the cultivators below. Under the gaze of thousands of cultivators, he paused for a moment and said:
"Thirty-eight years ago, I received the sect's decree and was ordered to go down to the lower realm."
"In the past thirty-eight years, we have broken forbidden areas, preached Dharma, and destroyed thousands of demons, creating a prosperous Qinglian era."
"Now that I feel that my meritorious deeds have been completed and that I am about to break through the realm and ascend, I want to open another forum and teach thousands of dharma to bring about the cause and effect of this realm."
"This sermon will last three days. It will begin when the foundation of the Tao is reached, and end when the seeds are condensed and ascended. How much you can gain depends entirely on yourself."
"I hope you will find inspiration, wisdom and enlightenment. From now on, the path to heaven will appear before your eyes, and the path to longevity begins with a single step!"
After the prince said his good words, the surroundings were quiet for a moment, and then countless monks stood up and said:
"Thank you, Immortal Lord, for teaching me the Dharma!"
Seeing this, Wang Zijia nodded slightly, raised his hand and waved, and the light in the sky scrolled, and Wang Zijia sat down.
As his mana fluctuated, a strange wave spread.
The practitioners who had just sat down felt that their minds were clear for a while, and before the lecture began, they felt various insights looming.
"My first lecture today, the ninth grade of Taoism..."
As Wang Zijia began to speak, with the blessing of the third-grade preaching method, countless monks fell into a strange realization, which was Wang Zijia's realization of the condensation of Taoism.
He has condensed his Taoist understanding, which he has honed thousands of times. Not only does he have a solid foundation, but he is also a first-level Taoist, and he also has understanding in all directions.
It is suitable for almost any monk. Any monk who sinks into it can have various insights. It can be regarded as a heaven-defying opportunity!
For a moment, a spiritual light flickered in the sky, and as Wang Zijia preached, the disciples continued to have epiphanies.
During this process, Wang Zijia continued to emit a kind of demonic light, and along with the teaching techniques, he merged into the hearts of countless disciples who had marked him in advance.
The human-made paper figures prepared in advance quietly escaped into the sea of consciousness and began to cheat.
Under the multiple blessings, throughout the sky, as Wang Zijia preached, visions occurred frequently, breakthroughs big and small occurred, and various epiphanies continued.
For a moment, all the cultivators felt were bursts of Tao sounds, like flowers falling from the sky, golden lotuses surging from the ground, and the Tao appearing in front of their eyes, as if they were picking them at will.
Time passed by unconsciously, the sun rose and set in the sky, the stars alternated, and three days passed by in a flash.
"boom!"
When Wang Zijia came to the end of the condensation of talismans, in the center of the floating island group, at the bottom of Wang Zijia's clouds, Fu Wenrui, one of the three masters, suddenly felt a surge of spiritual energy in his body and floated into the sky.
Countless spiritual lights converged on her, forming a small sea of spiritual energy.
This strange movement caused Wang Zijia's preaching movements to pause slightly, and all the cultivators woke up in shock.
"Chirp!"
Under the gaze of thousands of monks, bursts of phoenix sounds suddenly sounded within her body, and an illusory colorful phoenix emerged slowly like a spirit behind her.
"Chirp!"
From the spirit beast bag on his waist, five firebirds that were somewhat similar to the Spirit Flame Orchid flew out and slowly rotated around Fu Wenrui.
"Chirp!"
Various flying birds below rise into the sky, flying around the spiritual and illusory bird behind them, like hundreds of birds paying homage to the phoenix.
For a moment, when all the visions slowly dissipated and Fu Wenrui opened her eyes, she had become a real person.
"It's not bad to have grown to level 5!" Wang Zijia looked at Fu Wenrui, who had been tricked by him and even tried to break through a few times, and nodded in approval with a smile.
"Thank you so much for the teachings of the Patriarch. The disciples will always remember the Patriarch's kindness in enlightening and opening the way!"
Wang Zijia waved his hand casually and said no more words to him.
I looked around at the people around me and saw looks of envy, admiration, or fighting spirit.
All kinds of ecology and images of all living beings appear before our eyes.
"This sermon can be regarded as a complete success, so...it's time for me to go!"
Following Wang Zijia's words, Lingyanlan, Fu Wenrui, and Mo Yunzi all flew into the sky.
In a triangular formation, surrounding Wang Zijia, floating in the air, with the breath connecting, the endless spiritual power in the sky quickly gathered.
Between the eyebrows of the three people, a strange rune flickered, forming a strange formation.
Wang Zijia, who was surrounded in the center, took off the jade pendant from his waist and threw it into the sky.
The jade pendant projects a spiritual light, wrapping it and flashing continuously, as if sending a signal.
In an instant, the situation changed color and the aura flickered.
"boom!"
Under the astonished gazes of everyone, a beam of light fell from the sky, breaking through the clouds and covering Wang Zijia.
In the center of the light pillar, it was pitch black, like a sky leak.
"boom!"
The spiritual light of the jade pendant that enveloped Wang Zijia shook violently. It took Wang Zijia with it, turned into a stream of light, soared into the sky, and penetrated into the dark hole at the top of the light pillar.
Under the gaze of thousands of monks, he disappeared in the blink of an eye.
"I am seated in the Baitao Mountain in the upper realm, in the ten-mile peach forest, waiting for you all, waiting for the day when you will ascend and reunite!"
"I hope we say goodbye today. The road will continue and the fate will never end. There will still be a day to see each other again."
When his figure disappeared and the light pillar turned into the rich spiritual energy of the fairy world and dissipated, Wang Zijia's cheerful words spread out from it.
"Congratulations on sending the Immortal Lord back to his throne!"
"Congratulations to the Immortal Lord!"
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A group of stunned monks finally came back to their senses and greeted each other with mixed greetings.
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(End of chapter)
