"Welcome to the world, the world, just last night, our eight sects of Buddhism, together received an invitation forwarded by the state, we want to deal with the Song Yicheng, he actually cleaned up the remnants of the Shushan faction, he occupied Shushan, and in the early morning of tomorrow, what kind of opening ceremony will be held, inviting our entire Buddhism to go over to watch the ceremony? Not only us, Kunlun, Longhu Mountain, Maoshan, and Miaojiang's Gu cultivators, it can be said that now, all the sects in the entire Chinese cultivation world, they have all sent invitations, in addition, I heard that they have also invited some media to help them publicize and build momentum in the Chinese secular world, you see, we have set a plan, do we need to make some changes......"?

Facing the emperor Rulai on the top of the main hall who is like the Buddha in the world, the oldest Zen master of the Pure Land Sect, got up and stepped out at this time, and presented his hands up, revealing a beautiful and luxurious red invitation in his hand.

"Well, are all the sects going to go? Great, our plan doesn't need to be changed, it's just a day of postponement, he himself is not right, and he has created countless sins, even if he dares to kill my Buddhism, and persecute many fellow monks of my Buddhism, it's really hateful, the deity is to defeat him in front of all of them, let him make a big fool of himself, and subdue him to my Buddhism, I want him to start from the lowest level of the little novice, hmph, the deity wants everyone to know this time, this is the end of offending our Buddhism, Only by taking action to stop the fight with force, fighting and stopping the killing, will others know. The other side is in the place of looking back. Good, good......"!

The golden sunlight gently sprinkled on the plain white monk's robe of Emperor Rulai, dyeing his entire figure into a golden and brilliant appearance, and with the gentle and boundless domineering words of God Rulai, for a while, all the Buddhist disciples in the entire square, including the eight sect masters of the Buddhist sect, all bowed down one by one, and worshiped the true Buddha in their minds devoutly. A look of extreme adoration.

On Kunlun's side, Mao Xiaogang, who was already ready to go, was even more anxious to urge his only disciple there at this time, and from time to time instructed a few Kunlun disciples to keep packing up something.

"Xuantian Sect, you've been following me for a while, why haven't you learned my style? Are you still the senior brother among the next generation of disciples of our Kunlun Sect? It's not okay to do things like this, if you don't change it, if I hand over the whole Kunlun to you in the future, all the disciples of our entire Kunlun. Aren't they all sissies? And a few of you, what are you rubbing around there? Hurry up and pack up your things for the head of the house, and set off for Shushan to watch the ceremony, hehe. I knew that my master would definitely not treat the fat man badly, look at how long it has been. Big Fat is already the same as the head of this family, and he is in the same respect, hehe. In the future, we will be fat and fat, and I will see who else would dare to bully us......"!

Mao Xiaogang kept talking nonsense with his eyes shining there, and he didn't notice the smile that overflowed from the corner of his cheap disciple Xuantian Sect's mouth, and the uncontrollable laughter that the disciples around him secretly let out from time to time, in fact, what if he knew, Mao Xiaogang was such a person, he had always been very arrogant, and these disciples had long been accustomed to the slightly neurotic style of their own heads.

Not only the people of the eight sects of Buddhism and Mao Xiaogang's Kunlun here, Zhang Zhenren of Longhu Mountain, Mao Xiaoling of Maoshan lineage, and Mrs. Xin of Miaojiang, as well as the old man of the Chenzhou Yan family, and the future head of the Shushan Sword School, Yan Qingqing, set off early, and several waves of cultivators who have become extraordinary Taoist cultivators, and people who have enlightened Zen in Buddhism, all gathered together towards the goal of a Xiangshan, and together with different thoughts, congratulations on the opening ceremony of the new Shushan Sword School.

"Boss, thank you, if it weren't for you, I'm afraid I'm just a dead fat man who eats and waits for death in my life, where there will be such a scenery as now, it is you who fulfilled my childhood dream, and it is you who brought me to a broader and magical world, your kindness, I can't finish it in this life, anyway, I have two hundred pounds, and I will hand it over to you in the future, in this life, I only have you as a boss......"!

Another day has passed in the blink of an eye, today, it is the day of the opening ceremony of the Shushan Sword Sect on this side of Emei Jinding, wearing a navy blue robe, carrying a huge sword box more than one person high behind his back, Chang Fat Man is talking sensational words to Song Yicheng with a moving face, at this time, Chang Fat Man has completely lost the usual appearance of a hippie smile, and in that pair of eyes as small as mung beans, it is full of hot tears.

"These meaty words, you go to your sister Yan and say okay, don't be disgusting here, no, really, two brothers in one world, what is our relationship? If there is mine, there is yours, between our brothers, do we still need to divide so clearly? You still keep your little life, accompany your sister Yan well, go quickly, the guests we invited will come in a while, Brother Li and Brother Yan, as well as Sister Nie, they are helping you to greet you outside early in the morning, you are the newly baked big boss, don't give me a treat to get out, go quickly, don't give my brother a crooked here, you don't bother me with me......"!

Song Yicheng directly kicked lightly on the buttocks of this fat man, and slapped the fat man hard in his hand at the same time, this guy is really hateful, early in the morning, you said that you are so sensational, so that my brother wants to cry, really, when did this dead fat man become so sentimental?

It turns out that among the five sects of Shu Mountain, it covers a vast area, and there are countless houses and halls on the mountain peaks occupied by each sect, how to say that this Shu Mountain, it was once the premier famous and decent family in this cultivation world, but after a series of disasters, a small half of Shu Mountain was destroyed in the war, in the battle of Song Yicheng smashing the lock demon tower and ten thousand demons getting out of trouble, the entire Forgetful Peak can be said to have been destroyed to the point that there is no trace left, on the entire mountain peak, there is no complete house zài, and in a short period of time, Even if this Chang Fat Man called all the workers and equipment in his real estate company to come in, he only cleaned up the wreckage and ruins, and renovated a flat land halfway up the entire Wanjian Peak into a huge square, and these individuals who newly entered Shu Mountain were all concentrated on the Wanjian Peak of the head of the family, and regarded it as the base of Shu Mountain.

And this time the opening ceremony of the Shushan Sword Sect was held in this square in the middle of the Ten Thousand Sword Peak, in the entire square, in addition to a huge high platform in the center, there were several rows of neatly placed chairs on the side of the square. On these chairs, there are already some people sitting now, it is the Yan family and Mao Xiaogang who have already rushed to Shushan, and under the construction of the fat man, Nie Yinniang and Yan Chixia, who have devoted themselves to Shushan and have done the position of elders, as well as Xiaoqing and Bai Susu, have all changed into navy blue robes that represent the costumes of Xinshu Mountain, where they welcome the arrival of guests from all walks of life with a smile.

Seeing that it was not early, and the waves of guests who invited to watch the ceremony all arrived one after another, Song Yicheng's heart suddenly came with a heart-pounding feeling, this is not a good sign, Song Yicheng's eyes sank, and he pulled over Chang Fat, who was talking to Zhang Zhenren in Longhu Mountain, and after casually accusing Zhang Zhenren, he pulled the other party to a room next to the square.

"Brother, the situation doesn't seem to be wrong, brother, in my heart, there is always a sense of urgency and uneasiness, I'm afraid something is going to happen today, give, this is a heavy treasure array of sword talisman that Brother Xintao touched, count you kid lucky, this is the real Liangyi Dust Sword Array created by the ancestor of your Shushan Sword Sect, and it is also a powerful guardian array, just last night, I have already fused the one hundred and eight flying swords needed for the entire formation base and array into your original formation of Shushan, While there is still some time now, you dare to give me this sword talisman to refine, this is the talisman for you, the head of Shushan, to settle down in the future, in case something happens that even my brother can't control, you must remember, a qiē to protect your own life and safety, when the time comes, you will directly open the entire sword array for me, it's a big deal that you will close the mountain and practice for a while, you don't have to worry about it here, no matter how strong the enemy is, he wants to take my life, or almost, don't act rashly, I'll wait for me to come back, remember it, I didn't ...... it"!

After Song Yicheng eagerly finished talking about this matter here, he casually threw the glittering turquoise sword talisman into the hands of Chang Fatty, turned around and walked out of the room, and let this Chang Fatman carry out the sacrificial work of the entire Liangyi Dust Sword Formation Control Sword Talisman there, and he helped Li Ruohai to greet the guests together.

"The eight sects of Buddhism, the sect master of the Faxiang Sect led the disciples to ......"!

"The Eight Sects of Buddhism, the Sect Master of the Dharma Sect led his disciples to ......"!

"The Eight Sects of Buddhism, the Sect Master of Huayan Sect led his disciples to ......"!

"The leader of Buddhism, the head of the Buddhist sect of the Four Realms, the supreme Buddha of Thunder Drum Cloud Peak, the Emperor Rulai, to the ......"!

After hearing these shouts from several Shushan disciples who were temporarily included at the mountain gate, the pupils in Song Yicheng's eyes contracted violently, and there were only two words in his heart: Come! (To be continued......)