Wang Zijia also raised his head and glanced at the unusually large number of disciples watching the ceremony, and said: "Senior sister, are we really doing a serious water and land ceremony today? I mean, do I want to go all out later? "
Yan Qimeng glanced at Wang Zijia and said, "Did you receive other notifications?"
"Oh!" Wang Zijia nodded, like a newbie, and said honestly: "Then I will have to work harder later!"
After a brief exchange of words, the two said nothing more.
After a moment, two streams of light suddenly lit up.
The disciples Feixian and Daqian who came to watch the ceremony were led by their seniors to their exclusive floating platform for watching the ceremony.
A close-up of the huge phantom light curtain covering the entire Wanyu Sect in the sky looks like an immortal sitting high in the clouds.
Only then was Wang Zijia able to see the leaders of the two teams at a relatively close distance. Although Wang Zijia had read a lot of information about the two parties, it was limited to public information.
Neither of the two big guys are celebrities with biographies in Wanyu, and Wang Zijia doesn't know them either.
The only thing that was certain was that those who came were not the two sects’ masters in the tribulation period.
It should be led by a Yuanshen boss like the dean of Wanyu Liyuan.
Before Wang Zijia could finish looking at the two sects' teams, the sky was suddenly surrounded by rays of light, surrounded by countless colorful rainbows, and one after another figures appeared at the main seat of the audience.
The contemporary headmaster of Wanyu: Ding Haiping actually personally led several Yuanshen elders, slowly entered the room and took his seat in the main seat, surrounded by the rays of light from the magic array.
The illusion array in the sky was also fully activated at this moment, and the huge light screen of the live broadcast was operating at full capacity as if it was officially launched.
Regardless of whether they are inner or outer disciples, as long as they are within the sect, they can see the entire Dharma assembly scene by looking up.
You know, the current headmaster is a big boss at the peak of tribulation!
Usually there is almost no trace. Most matters of the sect are discussed and handled by the deputy headmaster and the elders of the Elder Hall!
Now he appeared openly in front of all the disciples of the sect, causing many disciples to look at him.
"Meet the Headmaster!"
"I've met the headmaster!"
After all the big guys entered, all the disciples came together to greet them.
After the head coach Ding Haiping raised his hand slightly to indicate, he slightly arched his hands towards the two floating management platforms next to him and said: "Thank you to both groups for taking time out of your busy schedule to come and watch the ceremony!"
"Senior Yunlong is too polite. I should be the one waiting to apologize." The Yuanshen realm scholar who led Daqian immediately responded respectfully:
"The main reason is that your sect's celebration was too rushed and His Majesty couldn't get away for a short time!"
Ding Haiping, the headmaster of Wanyu Sect, has reached the peak level of transcending tribulation, and his Taoist name is: Yunlong!
The Yuan Shen leader of the Feixian Sect Alliance also bowed respectfully and said: "I am waiting for you too. We rushed here in a hurry, but we almost missed it!"
"Thank you for your hard work!" Headmaster Ding Haiping exchanged greetings with him and stopped continuing. He glanced around the entire Dharma Assembly and without saying anything else, he announced calmly: "Then let's begin!"
Following his words, the three Yuan Shen Lords beside him suddenly floated down, came to the Yin Yang Fish area, and landed in the center of the coffin square surrounded by Wang Zijia and the others.
All three of them were at the peak of their spiritual cultivation, and Wang Zijia knew them all.
In addition to the immediate superiors that Wang Zijia has come into contact with, the master of the mission building, there is also the master of the inheritance hall, the most powerful inheritor of the sect, and the master of the mortuary line, the most powerful mortuary master of the sect.
In this Dharma conference, all the big guys who belong to the Sutra Pavilion and are related to the inheritance actually came together!
It is truly an unprecedented event!
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After the three people landed, they first waved to the sky and bowed to everyone, and then looked at each other.
Then, as the auras of the three of them fluctuated, a massive amount of mana rushed into the formation at their feet.
"Weng!"
The yin-yang fish under his feet began to rotate. In the formation, the rune lines continued to light up and quickly extended towards the outer circle.
"Salute!"
Following a low cry from the leading undertaker, the auras of the three people connected, and a strange stance quickly spread to the surroundings.
The stance enveloped the entire Dharma Assembly Square, and a strong sense of serenity, tranquility, and Zen arose in my heart, as if someone was burning incense in my ears and praying.
The disciples in the core area are all real people with the lowest cultivation level, and there are even dozens of infant gods.
No one needed any orders at all, they all began to use their own spells and participated in the dharma assembly, trying to condense the secret book.
Yan Qimeng, who was beside her, had skillfully thrown out palm-sized mini paper figures.
The paper man's body was densely covered with runes and mottled in color, just like a newly unearthed clay pot. He rushed into the nebula light group again and again, and the runes were caught by it, and each secret book gradually took shape.
The embalmers all around began to use all their strength to gather inheritance.
Some paper figures haunt the soul houses;
Some blood-red lanterns swayed;
There is also a person wearing a robe of a heavenly master, holding a crisp bell in his hand, dancing like a master to open the altar, and throwing out a stream of spiritual light.
For a time, runes flickered in the entire square, and secret books that were either illusory or solid were constantly being born.
In front of Wang Zijia, there were several real coffins.
Some of the corpses inside are still intact, some have been broken into pieces, and many have a certain degree of deformity.
Following the formation activated by the three bosses, a nebula-like light group quickly floated above each corpse, floating quietly several feet above the corpse.
Wang Zijia looked around and saw that everyone was working very hard.
He doesn't intend to hold back either. With his current status, there are some things that he doesn't need to pay too much attention to.
With a thought, a piece of paper covered in blood and filled with a strong evil aura appeared.
This is a page of the False Dao Zhenlu Chapter, which was originally used by Wang Zijia to deceive Luo Cheng and serve as a carrier of inheritance.
Wang Zijia took a deep breath, and the pages of the book suddenly trembled. Papers also covered in blood split from the paper in front of them, and flew towards the coffin array in front of them with a strange aura.
Wang Zijia did not go to the nearest place for burial like the other brothers around him.
His purpose was very clear. Page after page, he quickly found corpses that either had certain distortions or clearly had a lot of contamination residue.
The nebula-like extraordinary characteristics floating out from these corpses were all stained with blood and looked very unclean.
Almost everyone avoided these corpses and started with the clean and pure nebula.
Wang Zijia changed his mind and took the initiative to find these nebulae.
"Crash!"
Pieces of dirty paper were flipped over the impure nebula, and strange fluctuations spread.
Under the eyes of countless fellow apprentices who were either surprised or stunned, the impure nebula group squirmed and enthusiastically spat out countless runes onto the paper that was stuck on it.
Secret books were produced quickly, but in the process, a lot of pollution followed the magic paper and eroded towards Wang Zijia.
Yan Qimeng on the side frowned slightly, looked at Wang Zijia, and sent a spiritual message: "You don't want to die?!"
"It's okay!" Wang Zijia gave him a reassuring smile.
The body of the dirty paper in front of him shone with spiritual light. Faced with the contamination coming from it, the comer was not afraid. He took them all and sealed them all into the paper.
The paper, which was already filled with blood and exuded a strange aura, became even more dirty, which seemed to complement each other!
Such a huge movement not only attracted the attention of the surrounding brothers, but also many of the Infant God Lords at the fish's eye cast spells while casting glances.
"It is true that he has deep moral character and special methods to deal with pollution and resentment. He is a natural embalmer!"
In the center of the formation, the chief mortician who presided over the entire ceremony, the master of the soul's peak overhaul, Yan Xiwen glanced at Wang Zijia, who was even more outstanding than the infant god, and praised him.
Zhang Decheng rolled his eyes at Yan Xiwen. How could he not understand the implication of the other person's words? He said angrily:
"Senior brother, don't worry about it. The talented disciples we have raised over the years in our preaching building have all been allocated to you."
"That's the disciple's own choice, and I have no objection. It's hard to find a talented person who is willing to hang out in the missionary building, but I can't give it to you Huo Huo."
"Haha, Junior Brother Zhang, what you said is wrong. Do dozens of disciples can compare to this baby alone?" Another host, Gu Lingmin, the top inheritance master of the sect, also interjected.
Zhang Decheng glanced at the other party indifferently and said: "Senior Sister Gu, that's not what you said when you led people from all over our building these years. How about Junior Brother bring out the information and give it to Senior Sister for you to take a look at?"
After saying this, Zhang Decheng did not continue to dwell on the topic, but directly changed the topic and said:
"Stop talking about this, hurry up and finish the foreplay, don't make the senior brother and head coach who are the main event behind wait impatiently!"
Following Zhang Decheng's words, the expressions of the other two people became serious.
"rise!"
The magic power of the three people suddenly exploded like smoke.
The spiritual power light spots were like sand and dust, covering the entire square.
As the light points flickered, countless light points went straight towards the dharma assembly and merged into the techniques of the disciples.
Many grains of spiritual light were also incorporated into the dirty paper produced by Wang Zijia.
Wang Zijia was stunned for a moment, and immediately sensed the effect of the paper absorbing the runes, which instantly increased by more than three or four times.
His eyes flashed, and with a sudden impulse, Wang Zijia wanted to throw out some demon-seeding auras, mix them into the sand, and try to see if he could seed the three bosses.
Of course, just thinking about it. After all, there are countless pairs of eyes staring at him, but he is not crazy!
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As his thoughts flickered, Wang Zijia began to exert his strength, and the dirty papers were split apart, and secret books were quickly produced.
For a time, the entire square was filled with runes and Tao Yun.
Countless secrets were generated quickly, making the disciples watching the live broadcast feel jealous.
This kind of movement lasted for more than an hour, and the time came to noon, the starting time of the normal Dharma conference, but this Dharma conference had already come to an end.
As the Yin Yang Fish slowly stopped turning, everyone also stopped what they were doing.
What puzzled Wang Zijia was that no one was instructed to leave. Everyone looked at the center of the ceremony in confusion, waiting for instructions from the host.
"Weng!"
At this moment, on the huge light screen that looked like a live broadcast in the sky, the core playback screen suddenly changed, showing the camera to the headmaster.
I don't know when, the head coach Ding Haiping has stood up.
He first bowed to everyone, and then looked at the magic array lens, a close-up of the sky light curtain, his eyes seemed to be scattered from the sky, looking at every disciple in the sect.
"boom!"
At the same time, the phantom formation of the Sect Protector Formation started operating at overload.
The figure of the headmaster Ding Haiping was projected high into the sky by the magic array, and his figure continued to rise and became very huge.
At this moment, he was like a god covering the sky, standing tall on the sky and on the earth. It can be seen in countless places in Zhenling Realm. Under the fluctuation of divine light, even the voice of the mind came out!
"I, the head of the Wanyu Sect, since the official armistice between our sect and the Bone Soul Temple one thousand eight hundred and seventy-nine years ago, I, the Wanyu disciples, have rarely set foot on the Demonic Land and have adhered to the original agreement."
"Of course, in the past few hundred years, the Demon Sect has repeatedly violated the territory. Especially in the past hundred years, there have been constant small moves. There is a strong intention to restart the war."
"I, Wan Yu, have endured and endured again and again. I think you all have seen the result now. Nine divine kings have fallen one after another!"
Having said this, the head coach Ding Haiping paused for a moment.
Several scenes flashed across the sky, including the fall of the divine king, a sea of blood, numerous bones rising and falling, and countless innocent souls filling the entire world.
In such a scene, Ding Haiping's whole aura changed, his aura became sharp, and his eyes shot out a sharp cold light.
"Since the Demon Sect does not abide by the rules, incurs blood debts, and commits heinous crimes, I, Wan Yu, will no longer care about it today!"
"Anyone who offends me will pay with blood!"
As the headmaster Ding Haiping spoke, the mana in his body surged.
Beside him, the three masters of the Yuanshen from Feisheng Palace suddenly appeared.
The three people formed an equilateral triangle, surrounding the headmaster Ding Haiping, and four sky-reaching light pillars soared into the sky.
At this moment, countless people subconsciously raised their heads and looked at this scene in confusion, shock, expectation, and confusion.
Representatives from Feixian and Daqian stood up suddenly, looked at them in amazement, and opened their mouths to predict, but because the live broadcast in the sky was not interrupted, they finally did not dare to speak rashly.
'Sure enough, my hair is blown away! '
'And Wanyu's sect-protecting formation can actually produce a 'district-wide announcement'! '
'Start from public opinion, first occupy the righteousness? '
'That's right, after all, the Demon Sect still claims to be the Holy Religion and the Holy Land! If we really want to make a big move, we must occupy the highest moral position and avoid being passive. '
'I hope it's not too overwhelming...this is...'
Wang Zijia's thoughts flashed, and in the next moment, Wang Zijia's pupils suddenly shrank.
As four light pillars soared into the sky, water ripples appeared in the sky.
A huge silver mirror somewhat similar to the one in the Ascension Hall was born.
In the far north, at the Bone Soul Temple headquarters, the sky is also fluctuating synchronously, and a silver lake is also formed.
The silver light on the mirror surface slowly became transparent as it fluctuated.
The next moment, a reflection on the water appeared like a lake.
The scene printed upside down is not the scene of Wanyuzong below.
Instead, a bird's-eye view of the headquarters of Bone Soul Temple appeared in the sky among the mountains surrounded by a huge keel.
(End of chapter)
