Yuelu Academy is located in the middle of Qi Kingdom, north of the Tianjiang River.

As the first of the four academies, Yuelu Academy has a lofty status, and there is an endless stream of disciples studying every day.

As early as after the opening ceremony of the Demon League was determined, Yuelu Academy announced that on this day, the four mountain chiefs of Yuelu Academy gathered together, opened the door of the courtyard, and invited scholars from all over the world to bring all the holy scriptures to listen to the lectures.

The grand meeting of the four courts, in terms of etiquette, is second to the grand banquet of the Guozijian.

But in the minds of most readers, the significance of the grand meeting of the four courtyards is far greater than the grand feast of the Guozijian.

After all, the great feast of Guozijian is more for the service of the imperial court, and the grand meeting of the four courts is purely a grand event of preaching and preaching, and literary cultivation.

As soon as the news came out, it caused a sensation all over the world.

Not only did the scholars of the Qi Kingdom set off one after another, but even the cultural cultivators of the southern countries also set off.

In these months, Yuelu Academy is like a lake, trickling in from all directions, and the lake becomes a sea.

Standing halfway up the mountain, Yuelu Academy, from the main hall to the door, to the stairs, to the bottom of the mountain, is overcrowded.

Countless Wen Xiu were dressed in robes, carrying bookcases, holding scrolls, and participating in the grand meeting of the four courtyards.

Yuelu Academy is not big, and it is crowded.

The students outside the door were not in a hurry, sitting on the floor, or talking loudly, or reading books.

Since half a month ago, Yuelu Mountain has been white and hazy in a radius of dozens of miles.

Strangely, at first glance the thick fog does not obscure the view, everything is exactly the same as before.

As more and more people read books from all over the Terrans, the white fog became thicker and thicker, but it still did not obscure the view.

To this day, the fog has not caused a disaster, but has formed a strange force.

Everyone who was in the fog, whether it was Wen Xiu or other monks, even ordinary people, had an extraordinarily peaceful and open mind.

Many Wenxiu read in the fog, and many places that they couldn't read were suddenly enlightened.

Today, the Demon Alliance was established, and the grand meeting of the four academies was held, and the readers gathered here.

The meeting had not yet begun, and many people put down their books and waited for news.

Among the academies, there are most high-grade and middle-grade literary cultivators, and they are well-informed.

After a while, an old man said, "The idle king appeared in the Flying Sky Pavilion ......"

The crowd rejoiced.

Then, the people nearby shouted further away: "The idle king appeared in the Flying Sky Pavilion ......"

Then, in the distance, someone continued to say the same thing, and it went on and on.

From the academy to the courtyard gate, to the mountain road, and finally to the foot of the mountain.

"Idle King...... smashed the Demon Wall of the Ten Thousand Demon God City......"

Many cultural and cultural delights are preached with a bigger voice.

As the rumors continued, everyone began to know what was happening on the Demon Mountain.

"Zhang Wentong appeared, His Royal Highness King Xian wants to send a congratulatory gift......"

Before the last sentence could be heard, the bell of Yuelu Academy suddenly rang.

Boom...... Boom...... Boom......

All Wen Xiu stopped what they were doing and looked at the Yuelu Hall together.

The doors are open.

Four old men sat in it, there were no candles or lights in the room, but the white light was dazzling and holy.

The four first-class Confucians, all opened their eyes together.

A pillar of righteousness rose from the ground and soared into the sky.

The fog around Yuelu Mountain slowly swirled around the pure white Heavenly Pillar of Righteous Qi, turning into a vortex of mist.

"Chanting."

The old man spoke for the leader, and it was accurately transmitted to the ears of everyone under the mountain.

Then everyone took out the scriptures in unison, read them, memorized them silently, and opened their mouths in unison.

10,000 people speak in unison, no precedence, no difference.

At the moment of opening their mouths, everyone present felt that their bodies had "disappeared", and that they were no longer a physical body, but a spiritual and spiritual existence, which was connected with the hundreds of thousands of literary cultivators present to form a grand life body.

Each person is one in hundreds of thousands, and it is also hundreds of thousands.

Slowly, in the sky above Yuelu Academy, the celestial phenomena rotated, and finally, half of the sun was shining, and half of the stars and moon were full of sky.

At this moment, Yuelu Academy has its own world.

Beside the four mountain chiefs, each floated an object.

A book, a pen, an inkstone, a seal.

Each piece is simple, without light or light, just hovering quietly in mid-air.

Donghua Sword School.

The mountain is not high, but it is not a hundred zhang, and the surrounding buildings are lined up, gathering into a city.

A few days ago, the Donghua Sword Sect invited many sword cultivators to discuss the sword cultivation techniques and kendo in the Xianwang Gongfa.

These days, tens of thousands of swords are cultivating swords, discussing swords, forging swords, refining swords, and sharpening swords......

All of them are related to swords.

Since seven days ago, a white lightsaber has floated from the ground, floating three feet in the air, and every half an hour, a sword roar is heard in unison.

The lightsaber in the sky increased day by day, and the sound of the sword also changed from the sound of gold and stone to sonorous and powerful, and then the sound was like a bell, and finally the loud sound of the sound of Xi, but it did not disappear for a long time.

Some of the people in the city couldn't stand the sound of the sword and had to stay away.

But most people hear the sound of the sword and feel comfortable all over.

Until this morning, the lights and sabers above the Donghua Sword Sect were full, like lights, all over the city.

From a distance, the entire Donghua Sword Sect turned into a silver and bright land, covering the sun with radiance, and the gods illuminating the sky.

A radius of 300 miles, no sun, no moon and no stars.

The only light is the Donghua Sword School.

At the moment when the main hall of the Demon Mountain opened, ten thousand swords roared in unison, and they flew into the sky in anger.

In the continuous sound of swords, one sword after another collided together, and finally turned into a thousand zhang silver long sword, hanging above the Donghua Sword Sect.

The divine sword was first formed, and the white aura vibrated and spread in all directions.

Everyone's hair was scattered.

The sword cultivators smiled, only to feel a warm current running from the top to the feet, running through the whole body.

Tianshi Sect.

In the Tianshi Mountain, ten thousand stars take off, and the sun and the moon gather.

The disciples are in their respective positions, or they perform life techniques, or operate formations.

Not long after, in the early morning, the sky fell, covering a radius of 300 miles.

The bright moon as big as a high mountain rises and rises, surrounds Tianshi Mountain, and shines in all directions.

The unparalleled power of luck converged from all directions and merged into the Tianshi Mountain.

A golden canopy, slowly rising, slowly turning, spreading divine light.

At the same time, in all parts of the heavens and the earth, visions ascended.

From a high altitude, the whole world is flickering and dark, no longer a day and a month, as if it is divided into multiple small worlds.

People from all over the Terran prayed.

The monks of the world quietly looked in the direction of the Demon Mountain, waiting for the last news.

Under the Demon Mountain.

Spell projection not only illuminates images, but also transmits sound.

But when Li Qingxian said that he wanted to give gifts, they suddenly felt caught off guard.

Li Qingxian didn't say anything, just said gifts, but in everyone's hearts, there were uncontrollable waves.

I don't know why, but it's just uneasy.

It's so sudden.

If it was said that the Feikong Pavilion smashed the demon wall like an accident, then Li Qingxian paid tribute to Zhou Chunfeng in front of everyone before the opening ceremony, as if time had suddenly accelerated.

There has been a lot of discussion about this opening ceremony.

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