After all the disciples of the seven lines came, they were followed by ordinary disciples in the seven lines, and among these disciples, not all of them were qualified to hear the Tao, but those who were gifted and intelligent, or those who had cultivated to a high level, were qualified to hear the Tao at close range.

But seeing that one by one, the ordinary disciples of the seven sects flew out from within the seven sects, and each of them stood behind the disciples of the Xuanzi of their own sect, densely forming a fan.

In this way, the strength and weakness can be seen at a glance, among the seven sects, the strength of the Red Sect is the strongest, and even the ordinary disciples behind it are also strong.

As for the disciples of the Purple Sect behind Ling Haochu, they were obviously a few points behind.

"Old Qi can see the decline of my Purple Sect. ”

Ling Haochu sighed with emotion, and the voice of the fourth senior sister came to his ears.

He sank a little, nodded, and said, "The purple lineage is too different from the other six sects. ”

"Do you know why?" said the fourth senior sister with a light sigh.

"Please speak!" Ling Haochu's expression was calm.

"Because I have a purple lineage, there are too many infighting, and the most important thing is that the title of the seven sons of Ziyun is changed too often, unlike several other sects, there are thousands of years of Ziyun seven sons, so that my purple line is naturally gradually declining, and there is no longer the majesty of Cao Yunling's junior brother back then. The fourth senior sister sighed bitterly and stopped talking.

After the ordinary disciples of the seven sects appeared one after another, next, in the more columns, there are people who celebrate the birthday this time, these people, when they hear the Tao, regardless of their status, regardless of their cultivation, all those who celebrate their birthdays can hear the Tao here.

Gradually, as more and more people appeared, within a radius of tens of thousands of miles, almost all of them were densely populated with monks.

After a while, there were more and more people, Ling Haochu looked at it at a glance, and it was impossible to tell how many people there were, the status of Di Xuanzi in the Cangmang Sect, Ling Haochu This was the first time, from the side, he saw it thoroughly.

Of course, he also saw Xiao Wuji and a few people coming, but because of Dao Wu, they didn't see him.

Not long after, in the place of the head sect of the Purple Cloud Sect, a colorful light suddenly appeared, drawing a shark arc, directly falling above the disciples of the Seven Sects, followed by one, an old man in white, his figure slowly appeared, stepping on the colorful rainbow, step by step, slowly walking.

At this moment, the disciples of the Seven Veins Descendant Sect worshiped almost at the same time, and said in unison: "See Master!"

Ling Haochu followed others and said respectfully.

After them, there were ordinary disciples of the seven families, and they were numerous, and at this moment, they all rang out in unison, like thunder, penetrating the heavens and the earth, and shaking the void.

"See the Ancestors!"

Then, there were the people on the periphery who worshipped their birthdays, and among these people, there were those who greeted loudly and those who nodded their heads.

The old man seems to be slow, but in fact, it is between three breaths, he came to the void, looking at the monks around, the old man smiled slightly, and said flatly: "The old man is Xuanzi, with his cultivation for a long time, he feels a little bit of the way of heaven, today, he will give the old man some understanding, and all the Taoist friends to understand it, the way of the old man is to believe in heaven, if there is any fallacy, I hope to forgive me!"

Speaking of this, he paused slightly, looked up at Xuyuan, showed a peaceful look on his face, and said with a smile: "But before that, let's invite an old friend from the Cangzhou Continent to come out and talk about it!"

As soon as Di Xuanzi said this, in an instant, the surroundings were quiet, and all the monks looked up at the nothingness above Di Xuanzi.

A long laugh that seemed to come from the towel of nothingness suddenly echoed in the silent sky.

When he asked this, he saw that within tens of thousands of miles in the sky, a golden light suddenly appeared, and the moment the golden light appeared, it frantically condensed towards a position.

As the golden light moved, the entire sky looked like a huge formation, and this formation was not static, but was running rapidly, shrinking rapidly.

In the end, when all the golden light was condensed, at this moment, the sun lost its color, the sky, the earth, everything, all of them were dimmed, and the whole heaven and the earth, only that golden light remained.

In this golden mang, a person gradually walked out, this person had long hair, floating behind him, no wind automatically, his figure was burly, standing there, like a war immortal.

He was about forty years old, his face was resolute, and his eyes were like lightning, which made people feel shocked when they looked at him.

And there he stood, where all the majesty was.

Among the monks around, there are many people who have advanced cultivation, but in this column, even these advanced cultivators, after seeing this person's gaze, they can't help but lower their heads.

This person was wearing a red robe, and there was a three-eyed red eagle lying on his shoulder, and the red eagle's eyes were also like electricity, and under the sweep, he showed an indifferent color.

Di Xuanzi's expression was as usual, and after seeing this middle-aged man, he smiled slightly, and said: "It turned out to be Elder Sun of the Imperial Palace, Di Xuanzi, I have seen Elder Sun! ”

Di Xuanzi's words were respectful, but his body did not move, obviously just polite.

The middle-aged man didn't mind, after stepping out of the golden light, his right hand slapped back, to put it mildly, the golden mang behind him immediately dimmed, and finally turned into a golden flying sword, which was grabbed by this person.

"Dixuan old monster, you have a long life, how can the old man not come!" The middle-aged man laughed, shook his right hand, and the golden flying sword in his hand immediately flew towards Tianyunzi.

"Came in a hurry, there is no good courtesy, this flying sword is a middle-grade immortal weapon, it has been condensed by me for ten thousand years, and it finally has some power, I know that you like seven colors, and this golden sword is also considered a yellow mang, it should be in line with your mind!"

Di Xuanzi smiled slightly, took the flying sword, threw it to the first person in the Huang line, and said, "Kunpengzi, this sword, send it to you!"

Kunpengzi in the yellow system, his body trembled when he heard this, and he immediately took the sword, "His heart was extremely excited, and he said respectfully: "Thank you, Master!"

The middle-aged man shook his head slightly, and said with a wry smile: "Your temper has not changed!"

Di Xuanzi smiled slightly, no longer spoke, but swept his eyes, looked at the surroundings, monks, and said slowly: "The old man preached, he was talking about asking, fellow Daoists, if you have different remarks, you can put them forward on the spot, and you and I will jointly confirm the Dao Fruit!"

As he spoke, Di Xuanzi flicked his sleeves and sat down cross-legged, and the moment he sat down, an auspicious cloud appeared under him.

The middle-aged man from the Shangcang Continent also sat cross-legged on the side, looking at Tianyunzi carefully, ready to smell it.

As for the three-eyed eagle on his shoulder, it flew out of his shoulder in a flash, and its speed was countless times faster than that of lightning, and in a flash, it disappeared without a trace.

The pupils in Ling Haochu's eyes shrank, this kind of speed, I'm afraid that only by opening the full strength of the Heavenly Palace can it be compared!

He was pondering, and suddenly his shoulders sank, but when he saw the red eagle, I don't know when, actually stood on his shoulder, Ling Haochu looked sideways, and the little eagle was also looking at Ling Haochu.

(End of chapter)