The seventh day of August

The breeze is warm and the sky is clear!

The Zixiao Holy Land was once again rarely lively, and the whole sect was full of lights, and the disciples of each peak were dusting and sweeping, and welcoming guests with smiling faces.

There is a steady stream of guests gathering over the holy land!

There are the holy sons of various sects who come in the immortal majesty, there are the elders of each peak who come in the clouds, and there are also groups of cultivators who come to the door, and it is extremely lively.

Because today is the auspicious day of the zodiac to canonize Wei Han as the first holy son.

Zixiao Holy Land attaches great importance to this canonization, and directly invites the Quartet to the banquet, and all the high-level casual cultivators, top immortal cultivators, and major forces in Wanxinghai have all received invitations.

Whether it's out of respect for the Zixiao Holy Land!

It was still out of curiosity about Wei Han, the legendary Heavenly Dao Yuanying.

All the forces sent congratulatory teams, and they gathered here in a mighty manner, ready to personally witness the battle between Wei Han and Chu Zhan, the two holy sons.

As the big backer behind Wei Han, Qingming Peak and Wuliang Peak can be described as incomparable!

Xu Suwan and Li Yantian were in a good mood to personally go out to preside over the overall situation, and they were sent to talk and laugh with the bigwigs of all parties, and they gained many envious eyes.

"Xu Tianzun, this time you have accepted a good apprentice, you can get a genius like Wei Han to take care of you, your Qingying Peak can ensure that the glory of ten thousand years will not retreat, it is really enviable!"

"Yes, Senior Brother Li is also a good person, and he actually caught this kind of genius early, admire, admire!"

"Hahaha, the old man has been trying to find a successor all these years but can't find it, this situation will inevitably make the old man sad and sad!"

Everyone kept touting and joking, and Xu Suwan and Li Yantian were naturally happy.

"Where, everyone, you laughed, thank you for coming to cheer, Li is really grateful." Li Yantian laughed heartily and kept greeting the guests present.

After half a ring!

The heavyweight boss finally came out.

As if they wanted to deliberately put pressure on the Zixiao Holy Land, the major holy lands began to appear one after another, and one after another, thousands of building ships, inverted hanging peaks, huge palaces, and thousands of flying eagle mounts continued to appear, just swaggering and stopping over the holy land, bringing huge oppression to everyone present.

"This is the fifth-order Guardian Divine Beast Flowing Fire Divine Eagle from the Heavenly Holy Land? Oh my God, that's a thousand-year-old existence! ”

"That's Lu Feixuan Master Ancestor of the Jiaye Holy Land, hasn't he been in retreat for a hundred years? Why did you personally lead the team here today? ”

"Good guy, the Taichu Holy Land even sent three Taigulou ships over, are they here to congratulate or start a war?"

There was a lot of chatter in the crowd.

Li Yantian and Xu Suwan's faces suddenly did not look good, because the fools could see that the major holy places were coming to demonstrate.

The emergence of such a peerless demon as Wei Han in the Zixiao Holy Land inevitably made the major holy lands have a sense of crisis, no matter whether the various sects are friends or enemies on weekdays, they will inevitably have to secretly compete at this moment.

Li Yantian's face turned cold and he was about to attack!

Lei Wanjun had already stepped into the air, he was wearing a purple robe and white beard, his eyes were full of coldness, but he shouted with a smile on his face: "You old friends haven't seen you for many years, it really makes Lei miss me very much, thank you for coming." ”

"Humph! Lei Daoyou's demeanor is still the same. ”

One after another old man with a monstrous aura descended from the sky, all of them glanced at him with unkind eyes, and one of the gray-robed old men even sneered: "I heard that the Holy Son of your sect who was promoted this time has suppressed the Holy Son of the Lei Family? Tut-tut, can Lei Daoyou endure this breath? ”

The bigwigs of various sects showed joking and ridicule, obviously trying to play a game to sow discord in public.

However, Lei Wanjun smiled as if he had expected it: "The Immortal Cultivation Realm has always been respected by the strong, although my Lei family has been inherited for tens of thousands of years, it has always been tied to the Zixiao Holy Land, and it is both prosperous and lossless. This time there is a peerless demon in the sect, we are only happy up and down, and it is you who should endure this breath, right? ”

"Humph!"

The old man and the old Ou suddenly looked ugly, and they all brushed their sleeves and snorted coldly!

"Hahaha!" Lei Wanjun hurriedly said at this time: "It's just a joke, don't worry about it, old friends, how many years have our Twelve Holy Lands taken root in the Ten Thousand Star Sea?" Will it shake the foundation because of one or two talented people? ”

As soon as these words came out, the faces of everyone present softened slightly.

Everyone understands this truth, but it is inevitable that there will be some feelings of envy, jealousy and hatred, Lei Wanjun does not want the Zixiao Holy Land to become the target of the public, and he stepped on it and let the sects regain their pride.

"Huh!" An old Taoist priest with a crane-haired face in the Taichu Holy Land sneered: "Isn't it the Heavenly Dao Yuan Infant?" I don't know what shit luck I had, if I will be killed on the spot by the Holy Son of my sect, it won't be good! ”

"Really? Lei is looking forward to it. Lei Wanjun sneered for tat.

Seeing this, the other bigwigs in the Holy Land were also happy to see it, and they all added fuel to the fire.

Only Li Yantian and Xu Suwan were silent for a long time, and their eyes looked behind through the crowd, where there was a young man with extraordinary weapons, who was Chu Zhan, the fourth holy son of the Taichu Holy Land.

Regarding Chu Zhan's appointment with Wei Han, the two of them were actually not very happy.

Although Wei Han has outstanding talents, after all, he has just broken through, and Chu Zhan has a lot of cultivation to be higher, if he accidentally makes a mistake, what if he accidentally makes a mistake?

But Chu Zhan released cruel words ten years ago, and the major holy lands have been building momentum for half a year, although this battle has not been ironclad, but the entire Wanxing Sea has already acquiesced.

At this time, if Wei Han dared to retreat, his momentum would definitely plummet.

Even the face of the Zixiao Holy Land had to be eclipsed, so everyone knew that today's battle would definitely take place, and Li Yantian and Xu Suwan could only watch if they were unwilling.

"Everyone, please take a seat!"

After some greetings, Lei Wanjun began to beckon the guests to take their seats.

There are a lot of guests who came today, but Zixiao Holy Land is very experienced in this, and the guests of each sect have divided the drinking and banquet viewing areas early according to the three, six, nine, and so on.

Lei Wanjun even brought the people of the twelve holy lands directly to the inverted hanging mountain of Tiangang Peak, and set up two columns of banquets outside the main hall.

Meanwhile!

Wei Han was quietly pranayama and meditating on the top of the mountain behind the Boundless Peak, quietly waiting for the canonization ceremony to come, Yun Sanniang and Xu Qing were still silently guarding not far away, and they did not relax their vigilance at all because they were in the sect.

Suddenly, the eyes of the three of them moved slightly!

A young man in a dark robe with a rough face and a tall figure quietly broke through the void and appeared not far away, his eyes glancing coldly.

(End of chapter)