Chapter 1387: The festival begins



Ten days went by in a flash.

In the past ten days, the Xianwu Academy has been extremely lively, but the residence of the five people of Ye Wentian in the Red Emperor Peak is quiet.

As outsiders, cultivation is the top priority of the five people, and no one wants to be embarrassed at the Xianwu Festival.

Of course, Teresa only practiced intermittently for six days, as for why, it was a secret, anyway, it was all caused by the black water Xuanbing silk's profanity, which made Teresa really "hate" this gift to the core.

In the early morning, the entire Xianwu Academy was in full swing, everyone was gathering at the altar, and Ye Wentian and Teresa also went out hand in hand, preparing for the battle that was about to come.

Only win, not lose!

The altar is located in the middle of the Xianwu Academy, and it is usually in a sealed state, hidden in the void, and only the festival will be unsealed and opened

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The main purpose of the Xianwu Festival is to worship the heavens and ancestors, to express the awe of the ancestors of heaven and earth, and then to compete and other activities.

At this time, the sky above Xianwu City was already crowded with people, and countless circular cloud platforms floated and converged, forming a huge air square, and the scene was spectacular.

"The altar is open!" On the largest platform, there are five supreme beings, wearing five-colored dresses and sacrificial masks, holding the scepter in their hands high @$.

The five-colored light burst into the sky, turned and converged in the air, and condensed into three huge pentagrams, which were thousands of meters in diameter, superimposed and rotated on top of each other, and slowly coincided together.

When the circle was completed, the light suddenly flourished, and the entire sky was shrouded in five-colored light.

Strangely, the light was soft and not dazzling, and everyone looked into the sky, only to see the void slowly open, and a huge circular altar floated out of the void. (No pop-up ads)

Compared to the altar, the surrounding platform is like a small tadpole, and this altar is simply so large that it looks like an island.

"I'm going, it's actually bigger than the floating island in Sky City, and it's incredible that such a big thing can be hidden in the void. Ye Wentian couldn't help but be speechless.

Teresa bowed her head and said: "It's really amazing, this is not simply tearing the space, and the altar is not placed in another space, but opening up an independent area in the space, which is equivalent to folding the space multiple times, and then stuffing the altar into it, it is simply a great means to reach the sky!"

Mei Lan smiled and said: "The Immortal Martial Hall really lives up to its reputation, and it is worth the trip to be able to see such a means of reaching the heavens." ”

Logan snorted heavily, feeling very unhappy, his family is the Eternal Night Royal Family, and he will naturally not be happy to see the Immortal Martial Hall so awesome.

Ye Wentian looked up, there was nothing else on the altar island, only an open-air ancestral temple, and there were three stone tablets standing at the highest point, and there were countless ancient gods on the stone tablets slowly circulating.

Directly below are five statues, although the stone statues have not moved for eternity, they give people a sense of life, especially the eyes of the stone statues, no matter which direction you stand, you will have the illusion of being watched.

The altar floated out completely, and all the Immortal Martial Academy disciples bowed down

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"Heaven and earth are not benevolent, so they can give birth to all things, selfless and desireless, so they can last forever, and sacrifice to dogs!" A loud and distant voice resounded through the sky.

A column of elders took the dogs made of grass, and slashed the dogs' necks with their knives, and the broken grass stalks flew into the sky, quickly decomposing and dissipating.

"The Three Emperors set a precedent for mankind, fought fierce beasts, fought natural disasters, and saved all the people from fire and water, their contributions are incalculable, and the blood of the five tribes is sacrificed!" The loud and distant voice continued to sound.

The five strongest men who opened the circle cut their wrists respectively, and five streams of blood flew down on the altar, and after fusing them, they split into three groups, falling under the three stone tablets, and were sucked into by the ancient gods.

"The Five Emperors inherited the will of the Three Emperors, expanded the territory, and promoted civilization, and their contributions were incalculable, and they sacrificed five animals!"

The five supreme powerhouses grabbed the spirit beasts that had been prepared long ago and flew down to the altar, slicing the throats of the spirit beasts, and spilling blood under the five statues.

All the disciples of the Immortal Martial Academy were respectful and pious, quietly waiting for the festival to be completed, and no one was impatient.

After three hours, the festival was finally completed after a long and elaborate ceremony, and the next step was to enjoy the event.

The gimbal spreads out, and larger gimbal rises in the air as a competition arena, while the smaller gimbal is externally surrounded and serves as a stand.

On top of a Kowloon Cloud Platform, there were only five young people standing, in addition to Ji Taixuan, Feng Zijin and Gong Yan, there was also a young man in white and a giant with a height of ten meters.

The young man in white is named Bai Tong, a member of the White Emperor family, he has white hair and white eyebrows, his eyes are always closed, and there is a faint smile on the corner of his mouth, as if he is independent of time and space, his body is in harmony with the Tao, and his heart is in harmony with the sky.

The ten-meter giant has no characteristics, but he is tall, too tall, his name is Chasing the wind, and he is a member of the Kuafu family. Of course, the Kua Father clan does not have a surname, and his name is Chasing the Wind, which is enough to prove how fast he is.

These five people are the five places in the Immortal Martial Palace's battle against the Star Continent.

On the ordinary gimbal directly opposite the arena, stood Mei Lan, Logan, Teresa, Yan Jinglei and Ye Wentian, who were the five places selected by the Xianwu Convocation Order.

Ten people will face the challenges of the Star Continent together.

"Brother Ji, I heard that you were punished by Elder Bai for tampering with your ranking, is it true?" Feng Zijin leaned over and whispered

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Which pot is not opened, Ji Taixuan snorted angrily, flicked his sleeves and pulled away from Feng Zijin.

"Are you tampering with Ye Wentian's ranking, you have a grudge against him? Why do you have a feud? Is it because of a woman?" Feng Zijin cheekily leaned over again, others may not know about Ji Taixuan's liking Teresa, but as a gossip collector, how could he not know?

"Get out!" Ji Taixuan's face was pale, and he almost spit out from between his teeth.

"It's so fierce, don't ask if you don't ask, I'll just acquiesce to you. Feng Zijin stood back with a pout, squeezing his eyebrows at Ye Wentian from a distance of a thousand meters.

On the opposite gimbal, Teresa pointed at Feng Zijin and said, "He's bent?"

"It's possible, but I'm sure it's straight, and you can test it with your body. "Ye Wentian hehehe smiled evilly.

Teresa rolled her eyes, because of the black water Xuanbing silk clothes, has there been less inspection in the past few days?

There are already people on several large PTZs around, and the shouts and cheers are completely shocking, the scene is in full swing, and the shouts and cheers come and go.

At this time, an elder in Tsing Yi floated into the air, and his voice shook the audience: "I think everyone has heard that this Immortal Martial Festival will have an unprecedented on-site refining showdown!"

Everyone looked over this way, the news had already spread, and everyone had been looking forward to it for ten days.

"Please wish the Rong family's most talented refining genius, Gong Yan!"

The cheers and applause instantly overwhelmed people's eardrums, which showed the high popularity of Gong Yan.

Gong Yan nodded, maintaining a rigid expression and flying onto the large gimbal.

"Challenger, please, Ip Mantian!"

The gap was huge, the applause was extinguished instantly, but the discussion rang out, and most of the people asked the same question: "Who is Ip Mantian?"

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