Each pillar of light rose to the sky, and slowly exploded at a position of more than 100 meters in the sky, and countless spiritual lights began to weave and outline in the sky.

In the shocked gaze of hundreds of thousands of monks, it turned into thousands of floating islands.

The fairy island floats in the air, supported by a pillar of light, and bursts of Daoyun permeate it.

It is a physical illusion, and it is like a fairy wonder.

Immediately afterwards, when the cultivators were greeted and received, the temporary identity credentials issued flashed together.

The identity spirit jade and the surrounding formations colluded, turning into energy balls one by one, enveloping all of them.

Even if there was a slight notice before, this strange change also surprised many small sects and even casual cultivators who had little knowledge.

When the energy ball of light enveloped everyone, countless balls of light, like bubbles in the deep sea, slowly flew towards the sky with one monk after another.

At this moment, between the more than three hundred mountains of the Demon Suppression Sect, countless balls of light flew out densely, covering the entire sky.

Countless balls of light rose into the sky, and under the irradiation of the sun, the refraction of the balls of light exuded colorful and brilliant light, like thousands of flying immortals.

Such a strange scene, even the disciples of the Demon Suppression Sect were lying in the ball of light, stunned for a while.

As for the other sects and sects, almost all of them were speechless, stunned, and saw for the first time what the Holy Land of the Immortal Family was.

In the midst of everyone's sluggishness, excitement, or stunned expressions, the ball of light slowly flew into the sky with one monk after another, passing through the hundreds of spiritual light pillar bases thrown from hundreds of mountain peaks.

Balls of light, like bubbles rising from the water, quickly flew towards the floating islands all over the sky.

On the floating islands, green willows are shady, peach blossoms are swaying, and desks are lined up.

One by one, the bubbles flew to their desks with the monks, according to the predetermined positions.

As the balls of light exploded, one by one the monks were able to break away from them and land on the various desk seats.

As far as the eye can see, the sky is hundreds of miles wide, full of various floating islands, different sizes and styles.

Some are only a dozen zhang square, and some are hundreds of square feet.

The scene on it is also very different, some are fragrant grass, some are green willows, and some even have rockeries and flowing water.

The only thing that is the same is that almost all the floating islands have peach blossom trees in full bloom.

The small floating island is covered by a tree, and the large floating island is full of peach trees.

The pink peach blossom opens with floating islands everywhere.

Countless monks stood on the floating island, next to the peach tree, in front of the desk, looking at the surrounding scene, stunned for a while.

About two quarters of an hour later, when all the orbs of light were carrying the people, they were where they should be.

"Weng!"

Hundreds of pillars of light below vibrated again, and a rich spiritual light erupted, and the entire floating island area was covered by extremely rich spiritual power, and it was like a glow converging towards a place.

It is like worshipping the king, and under the sunshine, it is like a dreamy rainbow.

Everyone subconsciously lowered their heads, only to see a figure, from the peak of the Demon Suppression, stepping into the air.

Under the gaze of hundreds of thousands of monks, he stepped on the void and calmly walked towards the center of the sky.

The cultivators who were in the formation, no matter how far or near they were, could clearly see each other, as if they were right in front of them.

He was dressed in a green shirt and white cloud robe, standing in the wind.

The jade belt was tied around his waist, and a strange jade pendant hung around his waist, and the jade pendant swayed left and right with his steady footsteps in the air.

The breeze blowing in the mountains, and the clothes flowing like the wind, instantly attracted everyone's attention.

What a man that is!

His face is resolute, and the lines on his handsome face are sharp and angular, like a knife and axe, which is simply a masterpiece of heaven, and every line has been carefully carved and retouched.

Between the sword eyebrows and stars, a pair of bright eyes as bright as stars are as deep as an endless starry sky, making people unable to see the bottom at a glance.

There seems to be an endless mystery inside, as if there is magic, and people can't help but be intoxicated by it at a glance.

When he is less than twenty years old, it is the best moment of his life, but he gives people the feeling that he is not an ordinary man.

Under the watchful eye of all people, he did not panic at all, and there was a shallow smile on his face, but he exuded a faint majesty and strong confidence.

A palm-sized vermilion finch circled around the left and right, slowly moving towards the sky with it.

"Stomp!"

Walking through the air, the sound of crisp footsteps, resounding through the silent Demon Suppression Sect, also entered the hearts of thousands of monks.

This fairy-like scene was deeply engraved in my mind.

The man walked up to the floating islands without hesitation, and came to the sky above the center of many floating islands, an area tens of meters high.

There was a very simple white cloud floating there, and there was a simple desk on the cloud.

The man came to the white clouds, the morning sun was just right, shining on his body, and under the rich spiritual light, it was slightly glowing with light gold, as if he was in the golden light of the divine wheel.

The palm-sized fire sparrow landed on the desk and stood quietly and obediently.

Wang Zijia stood on top of the clouds, looked around at the cultivators below, and under the gaze of thousands of monks, he paused slightly for a moment, and said:

"Thirty-eight years ago, this seat received the decree of the sect and was ordered to go to the lower realm."

"In the past 38 years, the forbidden area has been broken, the law has been preached, and the demons have been destroyed, and the Qinglian has flourished."

"Now that I feel that the meritorious deeds are complete, and the boundary is broken and ascended, I want to open another field, talk about thousands of Taoisms, and use the cause and effect of the whole realm."

"This sermon is still three days, and it will begin at the foundation of the Tao, and the condensation will rise and end. How much you can gain depends on yourself. ”

"I hope you will find the inspiration, get wisdom and enlightenment, and from then on, the road to heaven and immortal will appear in front of you, and the step of longevity begins with a single step!"

After the prince's words, the surroundings were quiet for a moment, and then countless monks stood up and saluted in unison:

"Xie Xianzun passed on the Fa!"

Seeing this, Wang Zijia nodded slightly, raised his hand, and in the light of the sky, Wang Zijia sat down.

As his mana fluctuated, a strange wave spread.

The cultivators who had just sat down only felt a burst of clarity in their minds, and before they had even started speaking, they felt that all kinds of insights were looming.

"The first lecture of this seat today, the ······· of the nine products of the Daoji"

As Wang Zijia began to speak, with the blessing of Sanpin's preaching method, with countless monks, he fell into a strange understanding, which was Wang Zijia's perception of the condensation of Daoji.

He condensed the perception of Daoji, but it was repeatedly refined by thousands of washing points, not only has a solid foundation, but also is a super first-grade Daoji, and there is understanding in all directions.

It is suitable for almost any monk, and any monk who sinks into it can have all kinds of perceptions, which can be regarded as an opportunity against the sky!

For a while, the sky was swirling, and with Wang Zijia's preaching, the disciples had epiphany.

In this process, Wang Zijia also continued to emit a kind of demonic aura, accompanied by preaching techniques, and integrated into the hearts of countless disciples who had marked in advance.

One by one, the human skin paper people prepared in advance quietly escaped into the sea of their knowledge and began to hang up.

Under the multiple blessings, the entire sky, with Wang Zijia's preaching, visions are frequent, large and small breakthroughs occur, and various epiphanies continue.

For a while, all the cultivators only felt the sound of the Dao, as if the sky was falling, the ground was surging with golden lotus, and the avenue appeared in front of them, picking them at will.

Time passed imperceptibly, the sun rose and set in the sky, and the starry sky alternated, and three days passed in a flash.

"Boom!"

When Wang Zijia talked about the end of the condensation of the runes, in the center of the floating island group, at the bottom of Wang Zijia's clouds, Fu Wenrui, one of the three major masters, suddenly soared in the spiritual power of his whole body and floated into the air.

Countless spiritual lights converged towards her, forming a small piece of aura sea absorption.

This strange movement made Wang Zijia's preaching pause slightly, and the cultivators were also stunned and woke up.

"Chirp!"

Under the gaze of thousands of monks, a burst of phoenix roared suddenly sounded in her body, and an illusory colorful phoenix slowly emerged like a spirit behind her.

"Chirp!"

In the spirit beast bag on his waist, five firebirds that were somewhat similar to the Spirit Flame Orchid flew out and slowly rotated around Fu Wenrui.

"Chirp!"

All kinds of flying birds below soared into the sky, flying around the spirit-like illusory divine birds behind them, like a hundred birds facing a phoenix.

In a moment, when all the visions slowly dissipated, and when Fu Wenrui opened her eyes, she had already become a real person.

"It's not bad to plant five products!" Wang Zijia looked at Fu Wenrui, who had been opened by himself and even wanted to act a few times, and nodded in approval with a smile.

"Thank you for the teachings of the patriarch, the patriarch enlightened the grace of enlightenment, and the disciples will always remember it!"

Wang Zijia waved his hand casually and did not continue to say anything to him.

I looked around at everyone around me and saw all kinds of eyes that were envious, longing, or full of fighting spirit.

The ecology and the images of all beings appear in front of you.

"This sermon is also considered a complete deed, so ······ It's time to go, too! ”

With Wang Zijia's words, Lingyanlan, Fu Wenrui, and Mo Yunzi flew into the sky together.

With a triangular formation, surrounding Wang Zijia, floating in the air, the breath was hooked, and the endless spiritual power in the sky quickly converged.

In the eyebrows of the three of them, a strange rune flickered, colluding into a strange formation.

And Wang Zijia, who was surrounded in the center, took off the jade pendant around his waist and threw it into the sky.

The jade pendant casts a spiritual light, wrapping it and flickering as if it were a signal.

In an instant, the wind and clouds changed color, and the aura swirled.

"Boom!"

Under the stunned gaze of everyone, a pillar of heavenly light fell from the Nine Heavens, breaking through the clouds and enveloping Wang Zijia in it.

In the center of the pillar of light, it was pitch black, like a sky leak.

"Boom!"

The jade pendant that enveloped Wang Zijia shook violently, and with Wang Zijia, it turned into a streamer, soared into the sky, and drilled into the mouth of the pitch-black hole at the top of the pillar of light.

Under the gaze of thousands of monks, it disappeared in the blink of an eye.

"This seat is in the White Peach Mountain in the upper realm, in the ten-mile peach forest, waiting for you, waiting for the day when you will ascend and reunite!"

"I hope that today is goodbye, the road continues, the fate is endless, and there is a goodbye day."

When his body disappeared and the pillar of light turned into the rich spiritual qi of the fairy world and disintegrated, Wang Zijia's cheerful words spread out from it.

"Congratulations to the Immortal Venerable!"

"Congratulations to Immortal Venerable!"

“······”

A group of stunned monks came back to their senses slightly, and they saluted unevenly.

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(End of chapter)