Chapter 11: The Avenue is Boundless

The moment the stone door was pushed open, there was a noisy sound immediately, a huge square in front, the size of the square was much wider than the hall behind it, there was a high platform in the middle of the square, there were nearly a thousand people gathered around the high platform, there were old and young in the middle, there were men and women, different costumes, some closed their eyes and meditated, some turned their heads and ears, everyone had a certain unearthly atmosphere emanating from each other, three or five in groups, chaotic and noisy. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. biqUgE怂 ļ½‰ļ½Žļ½†ļ½

The movement caused by the opening and closing of the stone door was not small, many people turned around and looked over, and saw that it was Bai Song who took Zhang Hanya and other seven people, only looked at them a few times, and then turned around, still meditating on the one who should meditate, and the one who should be on the other, there was no interest in the seven people, as if they were used to it.

Bai Song looked at the chaos in front of him, couldn't help frowning, and turned to the seven people behind him: "You guys go over, when the number of people is gathered, someone will tell you how to do it." ā€

After saying that, he left the seven people who were still a little dazed, turned around and disappeared behind the stone gate, and after a roar, the stone gate suddenly closed.

The seven people looked at each other, and they all sighed in their hearts, and at this time and now, the seven finally accepted the reality.

Although Li Dazhuang and the other six still have some resentment in their hearts towards Zhang Hanya, they know in their hearts that after all, Zhang Hanya is also eager to seek immortals, thinking of this, they looked at Zhang Hanya, who looked a little lonely, and finally the words on their lips did not come out.

The seven of them slowly walked to the high platform in the center of the square, found a place at the corner of the high platform, and meditated cross-legged on the spot.

The aura of heaven and earth here is a little more abundant than in the main hall, and it is not comparable to the place of Luoxia Mountain in the lower realm, and decades of penance have already made Zhang Hanya and the other six people's desire to absorb the aura of heaven and earth almost to a state of greed.

Only Wang Xiaomo's condensation qi has already reached the third level of perfection, and the spiritual energy in the dantian is abundant, before there is no new exercise formula, the demand for the spiritual energy of heaven and earth is not as strong as the other six people, plus he is still young, and under his curiosity, he keeps looking around.

The square here is too huge, and the back is against the main hall, and the left and right sides of the main hall have side halls extending and protruding, surrounding the square on three sides, and the front view is blocked by the high platform, and the scenery behind the high platform can not be seen at all.

Just when Wang Xiaomo looked around, the stone door of the main hall roared again, and after slowly opening, several people walked out of it, and a person in white seemed to explain a few words in front of the palace gate, then turned around and entered the palace gate, which was the same as when Bai Song sent them, and after a few people lingered in front of the palace gate for a while, they walked towards the square, and found a place not far from Wang Xiaomo and others, and sat on the spot.

This was repeated over and over again, and for half a day, people kept coming out of the main hall, each time it was seven people, and gradually the square became more noisy.

It was getting late, and there were already nearly two thousand people gathered in the square, all of whom were mortal cultivators who had flown up from various places in the Nether Realm, and most of their cultivation was between the second and third layers of condensation.

However, there were only more than 2,000 people in the huge square, and there was not a single disciple of the Qianyang Sect who was dressed in white, and everyone was talking about it, and their emotions began to become a little anxious.

Suddenly, the ground of the square shook violently, and several bright lights rushed into the sky from the side halls on both sides, and everyone immediately stopped the noise, looking at the several strong lights that rose into the sky, and their faces were filled with horror.

After about a stick of incense, the ground of the square gradually recovered to its original state, and the several strong lights also fell back into the side halls on both sides, and everyone was in an uproar for a while.

Suddenly, in the main hall, there was a sound of bells, the sound was vigorous and melodious, and each sound seemed to penetrate the soul, which suddenly quieted down the more than 2,000 people present.

Immediately, the stone door at the main entrance of the main hall made a roaring sound again, slowly opened, and nearly a hundred people poured into it, all of them were dressed in white, and all of them were embroidered with a round of scorching sun, and everyone carried an antique long sword on their backs, and a monstrous coercion immediately spread out in the square.

Everyone in the square changed color, and the hundred people who poured out of the stone gate, each of them had a cultivation aura like a white pine, and many of them were a little stronger than the white pine, and the hundred people scattered their cultivation at the same time, and this monstrous momentum almost made the entire heaven and earth change color.

When the hundred people scattered to both sides, three people slowly walked out of the stone gate, the first one was with a bright head and sideburns, and his appearance was extremely powerful, dressed in gray, faintly on the cuffs and chest, there were several rounds of scorching sun and dark flowers, and the aura exuded by his body was even a few points stronger than the hundred people in white combined.

And on his left hand side is a young man in a white brocade robe, handsome to the extreme, there is a faint momentum of arrogance between his eyebrows, holding a cyan long sword in one hand, there seems to be a golden dragon on the scabbard that is walking up and down, and the aura emanating from his body is also extremely powerful.

On the right hand, a girl in a light yellow brocade robe, beautiful and refined, seemed to have no breath of incense in the world, as if a fairy had descended, and she also held a cyan long sword in her hand, and there seemed to be a golden crow flying up and down on the scabbard.

The more than 2,000 people in the square were all discolored, but many of them looked at the girl in yellow, and their eyes were full of fiery color.

The gray-robed old man took the first step, and in front of everyone, the old man was already standing on the high platform, as if teleporting to come, followed by the pair of men and women who also jumped on the high platform, and then the hundred white-clothed people also arrived separately and stood on both sides of the high platform.

More than 2,000 pairs of eyes in the audience looked at the high platform in unison, and the audience was silent for a while.

The old man stood solemnly on the spot, and his gaze fell on the temple gate, as if waiting for something.

Not long after, there was a noise at the door of the palace, and nearly a thousand people poured out of it, but these thousands of people were dressed in different costumes, there were men and women, but the age did not look very big, although the breath on the body was not very strong, but each dressed in beautiful clothes, looked like they were either rich or expensive, and there was excitement in their expressions.

When they got closer, these thousand people actually formed a district of their own, keeping a certain distance from the area where Fan Xiu was, and most of them looked at Fan Xiu's side with a little mockery and disdain in their eyes.

"Bai Song, Qi Tai see Elder Zhou, the children of the major clans have now arrived in Qi, and the disciples are back to life."

The two of them bowed down to the stage.

The gray-clothed old man nodded slightly, and Bai Song, Qi Tai saluted again and stood aside.

"All the Taoist friends, the old man Zhou Dao is the deacon elder of the inner gate of the Qianyang Sect, and this grand meeting of the sect to admit disciples once in a month is presided over by the old man here."

The old man in gray didn't seem to have a loud voice, but everyone present could hear it clearly.

However, before the words fell, there was a whispered voice of discussion where Fan Xiu was, and it gradually became louder.

The more than 2,000 mortal cultivators in the field all flew up from various places in the Nether Realm, and many of them had similar thoughts to Zhang Hanya and Wang Xiaomo, and they all had all kinds of beautiful fantasies about the so-called ascension to immortals, but just now the words of the gray-clothed old man made them immediately understand, it was not what they thought at all.

The so-called ascension to immortality is just a meeting for the selection of disciples by the Upper Realm Sect, although at the time of the ascension, they all know that it doesn't seem to be what they think in their hearts, but there are still most people with a look of disappointment on their faces, and the local clan disciples of nearly a thousand people not far away all cheered after hearing this, as if they had been looking forward to this grand event for a long time, and the mockery in their eyes when they looked at Fan Xiu was even heavier.

The gray-clothed old man seemed to have expected all this, and continued with a dry cough:

"The old man knows that there are many Taoist friends who believe that as long as they come to this Xuanming Continent, even if they ascend to the sky in one step, they will become immortals from now on, if they are Taoist friends with this kind of thought, the old man advises you to give up, the so-called avenue is boundless, on the road of cultivation, life and death step by step, it is against the sky to change life, anyone who can become a great avenue, all of them are the pride of the sky, but also those who have a great opportunity, even if they include the old man, they have not glimpsed the corner of the way of heaven, it is nothing more than a little earlier than you on the road of cultivation, even if there is a dayIf you don't practice diligently, one day, it will still be in the ruins, my Qianyang Sect has stood in the Xuanming Continent for tens of thousands of years, and it has been passed down through the ages. ā€

As soon as the old man in gray said this, he immediately quieted everyone in the audience and looked at the stage in unison.

"In fact, the way of cultivation is nothing more than to increase one's longevity, spy on the mystery of immortality, and be free between heaven and earth, but it is not absolute, immortality is not the only one, after all, that road is too ethereal, the reason why my Qianyang Sect has stood in the Xuanming Continent for tens of thousands of years, but also because of the countless ancestors in the sect, all of whom take inheritance as their own responsibility, and go forward and succeed, so that my sect will be prosperous and passed on from generation to generation. This is also the foundation of my sect. ā€

"However, the avenue is boundless, and the old man is just taking himself as a guide and saying a few more words, after all, each person has his own understanding on the path of cultivation, and the results of the avenue of perception are not the same, and the bias is that the old man is a little wrong."

After that, the old man in gray flicked his sleeves and looked at everyone with a smile.

These words shocked the hearts of everyone present, and many of them showed a look of understanding.

"Today, it is the day when the mountain gate of my Qianyang Sect is opened, look at the world, recruit disciples, and prosper the sect, everyone present is a person who is destined for my sect, whether you are willing to become a disciple of my sect, I hope you will think carefully about it."

The gray-clothed old man said, glanced sideways at the white-robed young man beside him, nodded slightly, and then closed his eyes on the spot, without saying anything more.

After the white-robed young man bowed slightly, he stepped forward, patted his waist, and already held a cloth bag in his hand, raised his hand and raised it into the air, "boom" with a loud bang.

The audience immediately burst into exclamations.

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