On the fifth day of the fifth month of the fifth month, the territory of the heavens!

The day of the great birthday of the Buddha. The glow is shining, the air is soaring, between heaven and earth, bursts of fragrance surrounding, countless fairy birds and beasts are flying in the territory of Zuntian, fairy music is fluttering, a prosperous world.

One after another, the strong men officially went to the Zuntian Temple Square to celebrate the saint's birthday.

Temple of the Dead of Sin.

Yin Haotian bowed to Yan Chuan again: "Thank you Saint King for your success!"

Yan Chuan affirmed: "If you want to do it, then do it, no matter what the result is, no matter how many enemies you attract, since you are a minister of Dazhen, everything is in danger, Dazhen will help you continue!"

Yin Hattian's eyes showed a sense of emotion and said: "In the life of a minister, the most fortunate thing is to be able to enter the Great Zhen as a minister!"

"Let's go, the sage's birthday has begun!" Yan Chuan said with a smile.

"Yes!" everyone nodded.

Out of the Hall of Sin and Death, he got on the Dragon Wheel and drove in the direction of the Zun Tian Temple.

Before he got closer, he saw countless rays of light in the distance, and countless cultivators gathered from all directions.

"Worship the Lord of the Heavenly Territory, Chen Baitian, send the Nine Heavenly Fire Beads, congratulate the saint for thousands of years, and the longevity is endless!"

"Tianren Daojun, Fusu, send a volume of the ancestral saint's testament, congratulations to the saint Wandai Xianfu!"

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In front of the Heavenly Palace, a group of strong people offered their treasures to congratulate the saint on his birthday.

Zun Tiandian, the saint has not come out.

The first disciple of the saint, all the people who were received by the ice.

"Heaven Worship Sect Master, please come here, the old ancestor has been thinking about you for a long time, after this birthday banquet, you must stay in the Zuntian Territory for a long time!" Hua Bing received.

"Tianren Daojun, the old ancestor has often mentioned you, and when I saw you today, you really have an extraordinary demeanor, please!" Hua Bing smiled at an elegant and handsome man.

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Zun Tiandian Square, a lively scene.

Zun Tiandian Square is divided into two areas, the upper and lower guest areas, and the upper guest area is the main territory of the major territories, the strong people of the big family, or the ancestral immortals. Can be closest to the saint.

The other congratulators sat in the drop-off area. Although you can also see the Heavenly Palace, there is some distance after all.

At a time when people are entertaining and getting to know each other.

"Look, it's Old Demon Yan!" someone suddenly shouted.

Come to the Heavenly Realm, except for the saints, you can not know any cultivators, but you must know the great achievements of Yan Lao Mo.

What a notorious name for stealing and excavating corpse coffins from the sky?

Some time ago, it was just a matter of stealing and excavating the corpse coffin of Cangtian, but now it has been a few months, and everyone knows that this Yan Chuan has even devoured an ancestral immortal. The strength is monstrous, and the demonic insolence is arrogant. The cultivators who went to the 'Demon Destroying Guardian Path' were all killed and lost their armor.

At this moment, the dragon chariot flew in, and many cultivators showed red eyes, but of course, more of them were curious.

Not everyone is the same thing, the news of the Heavenly Man Palace came, and it was quickly analyzed that Yan Chuan was involved with the Zuo family. The Zuo family is a behemoth, what kind of virtue can this Yan Chuan do?

The dragon chariot landed on the corner of the square.

In the guest area where the Zuo family was sitting, a total of sixteen people came, including Zuo Qing, Zuo Qing's eyes narrowed slightly, and there was a cold light in his eyes.

The children of the Hua clan who were in charge of the reception also flashed one by one.

Hua Tianjun's face was ugly.

Hua Bing was full of curiosity and stepped forward.

"This must be Emperor Yan, turning desolation into Dazhen, thanks to Emperor Yan's care!" Hua Bing said politely.

Yan Chuan looked at the melting ice.

"Holy King, this is the Great Ancestor Hua Bing, except for the Old Ancestor, the first person in the Hua family!" Hua Desolate explained.

Yan Chuan shook his head and said, "Turning desolation into Dazhen, it's all up to my own ability, I didn't take care of him at all." He deserves what he gets!"

"Oh?" a hint of curiosity flashed in Hua Bing's eyes.

"Emperor Yan, let's put the dragon chariot here for the time being, the old ancestor has already arranged a seat, please!" Hua Bing said with a smile.

"Hmm!"

Yan Chuan nodded.

Got off the dragon chariot. Yan Chuan followed Hua Bing in front. Guiguzi, Yin hate, and desolate walked in the rear.

The group walked through the square, and on the square, the original noise suddenly fell silent. Separate a road and let Yan Chuan and his party walk through. Countless cultivators' expressions suddenly became complicated when they looked at Yan Chuan.

Because the seats of Yan Chuan and his party were actually in the guest area? Is it just because he is an ancestral immortal?

Many cultivators showed disbelief, but at this moment, the saint had a great birthday, and no one dared to be presumptuous.

Yan Chuan and his entourage stepped into the pick-up area.

The powerhouses in the guest area also cast curious glances.

The pick-up area is divided into 18 districts.

In the Zuojia community, sixteen people flashed with expressions, some sneered, some sarcastic, some dignified, and some worried. Zuo Qing even had a hint of resentment flashing in his eyes.

And in the Tianren Daojun community, Fusu's eyes flashed. At this moment, he grabbed a folding fan and gently pinched it with his right hand, as if to hide a jī swing in his heart.

Yan Chuan stepped into the guest area, and also looked around the eighteen communities, and when he saw where Fusu was, he didn't show too much expression, and flashed by, as if he didn't care about Fusu at all.

Slowly, they were introduced into their own small area.

With a swing of black robes, Yan Chuan sat down, and the wine and food were delicious on the table. There is everything, and there are people next to them who are responsible for serving.

Guiguzi sat aside and said: "Holy King, the territory lord of the Eastern Outer Continent of the Netherworld, a quarter of them are here, and there is also the Zuo family from the Inner South Continent, the Zuo family seems to be the biggest force in this trip!

Yan Chuan nodded.

Yin Haotian looked in the direction of Zuo's family, and a wave of hatred flashed in his eyes.

"Holy King, I'm going to see the Ancestor!" said desolate and respectfully.

"Go, Huazun Tiandashou, you are also his descendant, don't worry about us today!Also, since you are here to congratulate, this is a congratulatory gift!" Yan Chuan handed out a scroll.

"Yes!" replied to the desolation.

"Dazhen Holy Court, Yan Chuan, send Yan Chuan a handwritten scroll to congratulate the saint!" Hua Desolation walked towards the gift area with the scroll.

Your own handwriting?

Countless cultivators around looked at Yan Chuan with disdain, this congratulatory gift is too stingy, right?

Not far away, the Lord of the Heaven Worship Territory smiled with Fusu who was not far away: "Haha, Brother Fusu, you and I have been friends for many years, and I have seen many stingy people, but today I have gained knowledge again, his own handwriting? Haha, he thought it was the same as your saint's suicide note?"

Fu Su straightened the folding fan in his hand and shook his head slightly: "Brother Chen, you underestimate that handwritten book too much, the suicide note of the ancestor saint I gave is worthless compared to it!"

"Oh?" Chen Baitian was slightly stunned.

"If you can ask the saint for this handwriting, I can guarantee you, it won't be long before most of the ancestors in the world are willing to exchange this handwriting with you!" Fusu said with a smile.

"What? It's just a word!" Chen Baitian looked incredulous.

Fusu smiled slightly, no longer explaining.

Gradually, the Zuntian Temple Square was already full, and there were many uninvited people who were waiting outside the Zuntian Temple Square.

"Boom!"

The door of the Heavenly Hall slowly opened.

For a while, the originally noisy Zuntian Temple Square instantly quieted down, and everyone looked at it.

The door gradually opened, and a white light shot out from the main hall, shooting towards everyone, and for a while, all those who were shrouded in white light suddenly felt comfortable all over their bodies, as if they had not been able to break through the cultivation for many years, and they were about to move.

In the white light, a white figure walked out, a man in white, slowly walked out, and the man was followed by a group of disciples and descendants.

The man's face was blurred, making it difficult to see. But there is a convincing aura of its own that makes everyone worship.

"Meet the saint!" In all directions, countless cultivators stood up and bowed respectfully.

Only a very small number of people did not get up.

The man shrouded in holy light and with a blurred face was a saint, incarnating into heaven.

"Everyone, please take a seat!" Hua Zuntian said softly.

It's not a loud sound, but it can reach everyone's ears in an instant.

"Thank you, saint!" everyone sat down.

"This time, the contemptible 1.5 million birthday banquet, thanks to all of you not giving up on coming, the contemptible people feel inexhaustible!" Hua Zuntian said softly.

"The saint is gracious!"

"I'm honored!"

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Countless kind voices all around.

Hua Zuntian nodded and said: "The ancient gods, running for heaven and earth, the sky is above, and Ze is being born by the people, but unfortunately, after all, the ancient catastrophe is ushered in, the sky is dead, the heavens have collapsed, the world is compassionate, and the world is suffering!"

Hua Zun Tian spoke, and the hearts of everyone around him were aroused.

"Before ancient times, under the guidance of the heavens, all the heroes of the world fought for immortality, for detachment, for everyone to be like a dragon. It's a pity that when the catastrophe comes, no one can stop it, even the sky also fell in the catastrophe, and the people are suffering, I just hope that when the catastrophe comes again, the people can survive!" Hua Zuntian sighed slightly.

Countless cultivators around frowned.

Obviously, what Hua Zuntian is saying now is somewhat contrary to the joy of the great birthday.

It seems to see everyone's doubts. Hua Zun Tian took a deep breath and said: "Millions of years, after a long time, maybe the catastrophe will be heavy, once it comes, our heaven and earth may not be spared!"

"What?" the countless cultivators around him looked dazed.

"Everyone knows that I am Hua Zuntian, and I don't pay attention to the scene, in the past, I have never put on such a feast, but this time I have invited the heroes of the Eastern Outer Continent of the Netherworld, of course, most of them have not been able to come, but I am also satisfied to be able to come to you!" Hua Zuntian said.

The countless cultivators around were at a loss for a while, wasn't it for the sake of celebrating their birthday?

"Not long ago, I had contact with three other saints, and I would like to use our knowledge of the four saints to strengthen the world, starting with me, and preaching separately, I hope that this time you can make this trip worthwhile!" Hua Zuntian said solemnly.

Sermon?

"Coax ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~!"

The square of the Zun Heavenly Palace suddenly seemed to explode a pot.

Saints preach? Saints preach? Today?

Countless cultivators showed a look of movement, glad that they could come, to celebrate their birthday, you know, the saint is now the top existence of heaven and earth, the saint preaching, must be like a rock, that is the saint's cultivation experience!

"Sage Dade!"

"Great grace of the saint!"

The sound of jī moving and cheering came from all directions.