New swallows come and go, and a year passes quietly in the blink of an eye.
Perhaps because of Yan Ci's excellent understanding, the cultivation of the Biluo Qingming Jue Bi Brahma Realm has gradually reached a small level. At this speed, it will take a few months to reach the perfect state.
The liquid mass condensed with mana in the Dantian is as big as a walnut. When it is compressed and solidified into lotus seeds, it can enter the fusion stage, when mana and spiritual thoughts can increase dramatically.
Of course, it is not easy to advance. In addition to being able to adapt to opportunities, strong willpower is particularly important.
Because many illusions are accompanied by the condensation of lotus seeds, if a cultivator lacks sufficient concentration, it is easy to become addicted to them. In mild cases, the mind will lose control and become drowsy. In severe cases, it is not surprising that the body and path will disappear.
Of course, Tongchenyuan dominates one area and it is difficult for anyone without outstanding qualifications to be admitted into the sect. In addition, the Luojia Mountains are rich in resources, and there are many celestial beings and rare treasures. The teachers also teach each other the skills of cultivation, without any suspicion of hiding anything. , so the proportion of advanced fusion stages is extremely high.
After years of painstaking cultivation, its overall strength has gradually entered the ranks of the first-class Taoist sects.
On the Xin day of the first lunar month, the bell on Taichu Peak rang for a long time, melodiously ringing nine times in a row, and the grand meeting on Taoism officially kicked off. Yan Ci cheered up, packed up and went to the meeting on time.
The blue sky is clear, the wind is light and the clouds are clear, and the trees are green and full of smoke.
The brilliant rays of rays danced in the mountains, and the sound of swishing through the air was endless. The disciples of Wufeng Fourth Academy couldn't hide their joy, and they drove the magic weapons to fly through the sky.
The dense light and shadows gather together towards Taichu Peak like fireflies weaving cocoons, and the scene is spectacular.
Yan Ci took up the iris sword and plunged into this colorful torrent.
Taichu Peak has majestic mountains, deep ravines, lush and beautiful ancient trees, and exciting springs and waterfalls.
The sky is full of rays of light roaring upwards, and the closer to the peaks, the more densely packed the flying figures become.
Many cultivators came leisurely with their pet animals, some were riding beautiful exotic birds, or riding majestic horses. Some were holding magic lamps, and some were stepping on pagodas.
After all, the cultivator's greatest love is the fairy sword. The fairy sword is elegant and graceful, and the sword is full of energy and sharpness.
The pen peak of Taichu Peak stands erect. The light clouds and haze are scattered above the mountainside. The sword climbs up and breaks through the sea of clouds. The sky is clear and blue. The halo of the warm sun sways gently on the blue sky. The clear sky exudes a comfortable and charming atmosphere.
There was a huge flow of people, and as they were speeding, they suddenly saw two deep cliffs. Between the cliffs, there were deep fern valleys and deep clouds. There was a dojo paved with white jade running through the two cliffs.
Eight majestic bronze pillars are embedded in the cliff, stably supporting the dojo and showing off the wonders of uncanny craftsmanship.
The Taoist temple is square and square, extending several hundred feet vertically and horizontally. The ground is engraved with gilt characters, and the name of the Taoist platform is inscribed on it.
The Taoist Platform is divided into eight huge arenas according to the eight trigrams directions: Xiu, Sheng, Shang, Du, Jing, Death, Jing, and Kai.
There are continuous pavilions and terraces at the north end, and a number of top-quality red sandalwood carved seats are placed in the corridors.
To the south are two long jade steles about ten feet high, with dense green seal characters floating on their surfaces.
There is a mahogany corridor at the edge of the dojo, which is extremely exquisite in shape. Dragon-clawed locust trees are planted on the outer edge of the corridor, with a graceful crown and a soft and flowing posture.
To the east of the dojo is a circular mound altar for worshiping the heavens. The altar is divided into two floors, each level is nine feet high. There is a sapphire table and a cauldron on the mound, which hold the seats of heaven, earth and the five emperors. There are also flowers, fairy fruits, and spiritual tea. There are also some spiritual wines, and musical instruments such as chimes and bells are displayed under the altar.
The pursuit of immortality is an act against heaven, but the mundane rituals of offering sacrifices to heaven and earth are preserved by Tongchen Garden. It is extremely absurd to think about it.
The ashram was full of beautifully dressed cultivators, and there were no less than a thousand people bustling about. There were also monks in the air who came to attend the meeting with magic weapons.
Yan Ci was strolling leisurely on the field when he suddenly noticed a shocking pressure falling from the sky.
Looking up, I saw the green sacred bird Qingluan hovering on the dome, with its long feathers fluttering in the smoke and the moon, and a bunch of feather crowns filled with colorful divine brilliance. Its body was elegant and its expression was arrogant.
Yan Ci rolled his eyes and muttered: "The flat-haired beast doesn't stay at Chuxiao Courtyard to guard the gate. He runs around all day long."
Qingluan suddenly flapped his wings, creating a powerful air current out of thin air. Several groups of nearby disciples were scattered to pieces, leaving a wide open space in the blink of an eye.
Yan Ci was the first to bear the brunt and was forced to the ground by the airflow.
The blue luan bird chirped several times, swooped down triumphantly, and stretched out its sharp claws to push Yan Ci's body down like a mischief.
Yan Ci was almost furious. When he jumped up and wanted to curse out the three-character mantra that the cultivators were familiar with, he saw that Qingluan was carrying two people on his back.
One person is about thirty years old, a beautiful woman with a light body and moist skin like jade. The other person is celestial in appearance, extremely beautiful, exuding a fresh and refined atmosphere. It is Liu Ruoxi who comes with his lover Han Bing.
Liu Ruoxi failed to recognize Yan Ci for a moment, so she suppressed her laughter and said, "You little bastard, don't provoke Luanniao if you have nothing to do."
Han Bing giggled like a little chicken and joked: "I haven't seen you for a long time, but you are still so naughty!"
When Yan Ci saw the arrival of Immortal Liu Ruoxi, he did not dare to make any mistakes. He hurriedly stepped forward and said, "Disciple Yan Ci, please pay my respects to my uncle."
Liu Ruoxi was slightly stunned, looked at Yan Ci several times, a soft smile appeared on her face and said: "You have an extraordinary appearance, Junior Sister Qing Ming really knows people with a keen eye."
While I was talking, I suddenly heard someone calling from high in the sky: "Master Ruoxi Peak, are you alright?"
Liu Ruoxi and others followed the sound and saw an old man with a white beard and a fairy-like attitude coming gracefully astride a beautiful green cloud beast.
Yan Ci had seen this person several times and knew that he was Xie Bo'an, the chief elder who was in charge of the Didui Courtyard. He was known as Mr.
Liu Ruoxi had no time to take care of Yan Ci. She only tilted her head and smiled brightly, and then led Han Bing to greet him from a distance.
The surrounding disciples suddenly started whispering, and a decent-looking disciple said, "Is this Master Liu, the master of Huiyan Peak?"
A tall and thin man sighed: "Master Liu Feng is very resourceful and has a long-standing reputation. He doesn't even know about such a wise man. He is really ignorant!"
The good-looking disciple said happily: "Hey, that pretty female cultivator is my disciple Han Bing!"
The tall and thin man said: "Boy, I don't know about my uncle, I only know about my sister. You are so thoughtful!" After saying this, he smiled wretchedly.
Someone asked: "Who is that sneaky kid next to him? Master Liu Feng, master and disciple, are very fond of him."
"I was teased by my mount for no apparent reason. Master, of course I have to be more polite."
Yan Ci was so sullen that he couldn't let go. He glanced at the arrogant Qingluan Bird angrily and said angrily: "Go, go, don't show your eyes." After that, he turned around and started to leave.
The blue luan bird stretched out its long beak and gave him a hard nudge on the buttocks, then turned around and ran away.
The disciples around him couldn't help laughing, and Yan Ci's face turned green with anger.
The glow trailed by the magic weapon in the sky gradually dissipated, and all the disciples in the garden arrived.
Because the leader of the garden, Luo Wangshu, had not arrived, the headmaster Yuan Muyun led the masters of the peaks and elders to go to the Circular Mound Altar to offer sacrifices to heaven.
A group of people were getting dressed and stood quietly waiting for each other.
Just after noon, the bell rang suddenly. Yuan Muyun, dressed in formal attire and with a solemn expression, stepped onto the altar step by step.
The bells stopped ringing, elegant music was played, and the ceremony of offering sacrifices to heaven began.
Yuan Muyun knelt down to pray for the sacrificial text. After reciting it for a long time, the drums started playing, incense was burned, and the disciples were led to kneel three times and kowtow nine times, burn the sacrifices, and finally leave the altar.
Although the etiquette is simple, it is very solemn. The disciples are serious and respectful.
After the sacrifice, the peak masters and elders came to the north pavilion and sat down. There was silence in the dojo. Yuan Muyun cleared his throat slightly and opened his mouth by saying loudly: "Hundreds of years ago, there was a riot in the world of cultivation, and demon lords rose up to poison all living beings. At the critical moment of life and death, various factions joined forces to survive, and countless righteous paths were not preserved, but they beheaded the lords and killed the demonic disciples after bloody battles."
"In order to prevent tragedies from happening again, and to urge disciples to be prepared for danger in times of peace, this garden has initiated a grand event on Taoism. If you practice Taoism with your heart, you can seek longevity on the one hand, and punish evildoers and promote good deeds. Please treat it with caution."
Later, Yu crossed the water and stepped onto the stage, saying in a loud voice: "The rules for discussing Tao have been changed, and the details are as follows:
1. All disciples are required to participate in the discussion, and the arena and discussants are randomly selected.
2. The content of the Tao discussion includes the Tao of magic, the Tao of weapons, the Tao of talismans, the Tao of spiritual beasts, etc. The use of poisons and hidden weapons is prohibited.
3. The discussion method can be one-on-one or three-on-three. After deciding, go to the law enforcement office to get your number plate.
4. When the points are up, the one with the highest skill wins. He or she can admit defeat or abstain. If someone deliberately kills his fellow disciples, he will be killed without mercy.
5. The discussion is limited to one stick of incense. If it is difficult to decide the winner, it will be decided by the elders of the arena.
6. The discussion will determine the top twenty and the top ten, and the discussion team will determine the top ten. The winner can leave his name on the discussion list.
The reward rules are determined as follows:
1. During the rotation period, the top ten will be rewarded with 5,000 star points, the top 20 will be rewarded with 3,000 star points, and the top ten teams will be rewarded with 5,000 star points. Each person will also be given two pieces of the fusion realm elixir Keluodan.
2. During the fusion period, the top ten will be rewarded with 50,000 star points, and the top 20 will be rewarded with 30,000 star points. The top ten teams will be awarded 50,000 star points. Each person is also given an elixir that can impact the realm of infant transformation. "
Before he could finish speaking, the group of cultivators suddenly became commotion, and even the elders who didn't know the truth were dumbfounded.
Crodan and elixir are both miraculous medicines that can break through bottlenecks. After being taken, they can help stimulate the muscles and veins and achieve remarkable results.
In particular, fairy pills are extremely precious. It is not easy for ordinary cultivation sects to obtain several pills. However, during this discussion, dozens of pills were actually spilled. The handwriting is really shocking!
Yu Dushui raised his finger and hissed his lips to indicate silence, and said calmly: "It's useless to talk too much. You can go to the law enforcement office to sign up and discuss the law tomorrow." After saying this, he returned to his seat.
There were rows of seats in the pavilion. Lin Mo, the chief elder of the Sutra Library, the old man with a skinny figure and cloudy eyes, wondered: "The garden master hasn't arrived yet. Could it be that he has gone on another trip?"
Yuan Muyun smiled brightly and said: "Junior sister Qingming is about to break out of the gate, and the master of the garden is working tirelessly to protect her."
The elders in the pavilion were all shocked and said in horror: "Master Qingming Peak is fully prepared now and wants to hit the bottleneck?"
Yuan Muyun smiled and said: "Qing Ming is so talented and beautiful that it cannot be judged by ordinary people. Why should you be so surprised?"
The elders were stunned for a moment, and suddenly had mixed feelings.
An energetic and gray-haired elder laughed at himself: "Compared with Qing Ming, Qi is living like a dog at his age."
Old Lin Mo's eyes suddenly opened and he said angrily: "Compared to us, Junior Brother Jingwei is still young. Is this remark deliberately sarcastic?"
Several elders nearby echoed: "That's right, the young boy is talking nonsense, this matter can't be let go!"
It was the first time in Qi Jingwei's life that he was called a brat at this age. He couldn't help but shook his head and said with a bitter smile: "You bastard, you are just trying to bring hatred to me!"
Lin Mo squinted his eyes and said, "Junior brother, you insist on not admitting your fault? We may not suffer the consequences of being dumb."
Qi Jingwei sighed helplessly: "I am old and don't cultivate. I have been thinking about the Ludu Edan all day long. So why not reward each person with one pill? Why go around in circles?"
An elder wearing clogs and dressed as a Taoist priest stroked his beard and said: "The calamity of heavenly punishment is infinitely powerful. The Dan Dan is not as good but it is barely effective, so I just have to accept it reluctantly."
Everyone also said: "Let's take advantage of this guy for now, and send someone to deliver it quickly later, haha."
Qi Jingwei's hair turned a little white with anger, but he could only regret his mistake.
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