"Brother Mo and Brother Ji know each other?"

Hearing Mo Wuchen's words, the Purple Pole Holy Son and the others couldn't help but have doubts on their faces.

"Your surname is Ji too?"

Mo Wangchen squinted his eyes, and a strange light flashed in his eyes.

"My name is Monsoon, and I came from the southern wilderness. ”

The young man spoke, and at this moment he frowned slightly, because in his mind, for some reason, an inexplicable feeling suddenly appeared.

Mo Wuchen in front of him also had a sense of déjà vu.

"This is the monsoon of the Son of the Dry Heavens. ”

The Holy Maiden of Yunxi whispered in Mo Wuchen's ear, this should be the first time Mo Wuchen saw Monsoon, how could he know it?

"You are the Son of the Dry Heavens?"

Mo Wuchen's face was slightly surprised, he should have known that to be able to sit here, Monsoon's identity would not be simple, but he didn't expect that the other party was the Holy Son from the Southern Wilderness Dry Heaven Holy Land.

"Has Brother Mo ever been to the Southern Wilderness?" the Heavenly Saint Son couldn't help but ask, because for some reason, that familiar feeling became stronger and stronger in his mind.

Could it be that where did he really see Mo Wuchen, a rising star in the Eastern Wilderness?

Mo Wuchen shook his head, and then said, "You look very similar to a friend of mine, he is also surnamed Ji, and I have been looking for him for many years. ”

Subconsciously told himself that the monsoon in front of him was most likely one of his disciples, Ji Lin, the Holy Son of the Heavenly Sea.

It's just that don't forget the dust, as a person from the Three Clear Realms, after being reincarnated, why did he devote himself to this Bodhi Realm?

"Then Brother Mo may admit that he is wrong, you have never been to the Southern Wilderness, and I am also the first time to be in the Eastern Wilderness, the two of us have never met before, or it is possible that your friend is a certain child of my Ji family. ”

Although Ji Feng is the Holy Son of Qiantian, before he joined the Holy Land of Qiantian, he has always stayed in his own family to cultivate, and it is difficult to go south, and the Ji family is also one of the ancient families, maybe the friend Mo Forgetchen said is someone from the Ji family.

And he is also a descendant, so in appearance, he is somewhat similar to himself.

However, although this explains the reason why Mo Wuchen feels familiar to him, why does he also feel familiar with the other party?

The monsoon is puzzled.

Before arriving in the Eastern Wilderness, he had also heard of Mo Wuchen's name, the rising star of the Eastern Wilderness, the first master under the Holy Son, such a genius, naturally attracted a lot of attention from the monsoon.

But today, it is the first time I have met Mo Wangchen, where does this familiar feeling come from?

"Perhaps. ”

After listening to Monsoon's words, Mo Wuchen just smiled and didn't say anything more.

Whether the other party is the Heavenly Sea Holy Son Ji Lin or not, now he doesn't dare to guarantee it, and the only way to confirm it is to search the other party's Divine Palace, but with the identity of the Heavenly Heavenly Holy Son at the moment, this kind of thing is obviously impossible.

Everything can only be fate, if the other party is really the reincarnation of his own disciple, there will always be a day of recognition in the future.

Soon, the ceremony officially began, and the Xuantian Sect Master swept out, holding the Xuantian Holy Sword that had been inherited by the sect for thousands of years, and slashed with a sword, the clear sky seemed to be split by an invisible sword, and the white clouds collapsed, disappearing for thousands of miles.

The sky is like the sea, extremely blue, without the slightest blemish.

"Buzz ......"

Suddenly, the blue sky dome seemed to be boiling in the sea, and the spatial distance oscillated, making this side of the world completely darken.

"Click!"

The sky cracked, revealing a huge mouth of the abyss that was thousands of feet long, and endless holy rays spilled into it, enveloping the sky above the entire Xuantian Sect.

"This is to bless the sect and transform the environment by attracting holy power. ”

"After today, Xuantian will be the fifth holy land in the Eastern Wilderness, and the strength of thousands of disciples under the sect will increase day by day if they cultivate in this environment, and within a thousand years at most, the overall strength of Xuantian Sect will be able to truly rank among the holy lands in the world. ”

Everyone talked about it, pulling the holy power to bless the sect, this kind of anti-heaven means is not something that anyone can do.

This is related to the environment of the sect, if a sect has a suitable location, excellent feng shui, and a long enough time to develop, then under the land of this sect, a dragon vein can be derived, which is the primary condition for attracting holy power.

But it is not enough to have a dragon vein, but also need to use the supreme holy soldier to attract the way of heaven, ordinary holy soldiers can't do it, so carved the Xuantian Holy Sword held in the hand of the Xuantian Holy Lord, it is one of the holy soldiers of the ancient Megatron, and only the four holy places in the Eastern Wilderness can take the holy soldiers comparable to it.

"Heaven and earth are examples, all cultivators are proof, today, I Xuantian will establish a sect and become holy, lead the holy power of heaven and earth to bless, thousands of gods worship together, thank heaven!"

"Boom!"

At the moment when the words of the Xuantian Holy Lord fell, I saw that on the ground of the Xuantian Sect, countless figures swept up, and there were as many as a thousand people.

These people are all disciples of Xuantian Sect, and they are the thousand-person team that greeted guests outside the mountain gate before, and they all have ancient god realm cultivation.

They stood in the middle of the sky, forming a huge circle, with the Xuantian Holy Lord as the center, and they all bent down and bowed their hands in worship, saluting the Heavenly Dao.

This is an ancient ritual, intended to worship the heavens, and thousands of disciples worship together, which is conveying a message to the way of heaven, and today's Xuantian Sect has enough qualifications to establish a saint.

"Buzz ......"

Thousands of people saluted, and after three bows, the magnitude of the void vibration became much more intense.

In the next moment, an infinitely majestic holy power completely tore through the space, and in the huge mouth of the abyss, it gushed out, like holy light, enveloping the sky above the entire Xuantian Sect.

At this point, the Xuantian Holy Lord withdrew the sword in his hand, bowed deeply to the sky, and his eyes flashed, at this moment, the environment of the sect had been truly transformed, and there was not much difference from the Holy Land of the party.

"Fellow Daoists, please use the Holy Feast. ”

He laughed, his eyes looked around at the guests sitting below, the wine and fresh fruit on the table had already undergone the baptism of holy power, and eating and drinking at the moment had many benefits, and there was an opportunity for people to understand the bottleneck.

This is also the reason why the Founding Ceremony can attract so many people to watch.

"I've seen the Xuantian Holy Lord!"

Everyone present stood up, bowed their hands in unison, and spoke together, and by now, this voice of the Xuantian Holy Lord was worthy of its name!

Soon, everyone sat back down and began to enjoy the feast on the table.

"You are already at the peak of the third order, and this banquet may allow you to understand the bottleneck and get the opportunity to break through. The Holy Maiden of Yunxi sat beside Mo Wangchen, she and Mo Wuchen had been cultivating in the formation space for several years, knowing what level the other party's strength was, and also knowing that Mo Wuchen had encountered a bottleneck, so she failed to break through.

Between the words, she took a wine glass, and actually poured a glass of immortal wine for Mo Wuchen herself, and she looked like a person who was envious of the geniuses around her.

This is the first strange woman in the world in the Eastern Wilderness, and she can be allowed to pour wine herself, such an honor, I'm afraid that only Mo Wuchen is alone, right?

(End of chapter)