Three days later.

A ray of light flew from far and near, from afar.

Looking at a huge island in front of him, shrouded in a thick mist, the ordinary-looking young man who emerged from the light couldn't help but sigh: "What a place for Zhong Lingyuxiu to practice." ”

The vast blue ocean envelops the island, and waves continue to swell, crashing against the rocks on the island's shoreline, making a roar of collapse and spraying snow-white foam.

Crescent Island, from west to east, stretches for more than 100 miles, looking down from the sky, like a crescent moon, shrouded in white mist all year round, the name of Crescent Island, also comes from this.

However, the East China Sea Immortal Cultivation Realm knew that this white mist was not a naturally formed fog at all, but was formed by the gathering of heaven and earth spiritual energy on the island. This is the island where the best spiritual rice is produced in the East China Sea, so it is occupied by one of the three sects, the Kamibayashi sect.

Lingmi, like the food in the world, but it contains a large amount of spiritual energy, and the monk can absorb the spiritual energy into the body by eating the spiritual rice, and the effect is equivalent to absorbing the spiritual stone. It is loved by many monks, especially immortal cultivators who like to eat and drink.

Cui Ning's eyes flashed with a hint of color, but he was not envious, for him who had a Qiankun Cave Mansion, it didn't matter whether the aura of the place he stayed in was strong or not.

Investigating the environment near the island, Cui Ning took out an invitation from his arms, and under the operation of spiritual power, a red light shot out from the invitation and disappeared into the fog of Crescent Island.

A moment later, a faint light roared from inside the Crescent Island, a young man in a white robe, about fifteen or sixteen years old.

Under his feet, he was stepping on a flying sword magic weapon, Cui Ning swept it with his spiritual sense, and found that this flying sword was still a Xuan-level magic weapon, and as for the young man himself, he also had a tenth-level cultivation of qi refining.

The young man quickly flew to him, saw Cui Ning's young face, showed a look of surprise on his face, arched his hand, and hesitated: "This senior, did you send that summons just now?" ”

"Not bad."

"Your Excellency is a Master of the Pure Spirit......?"

The disciple's face was full of doubts, although the Venerable Qingling did not often appear in the East China Sea, he was also a genuine Jindan power, and it was said that he was still a middle-aged man with a fairy wind and bones, but this ......

Immediately, he took a look at the special spiritual power detection magic disk distributed by the sect, and the disciple's expression immediately became much more respectful, and the Daoist in front of him, who looked only one or two years older than him, was actually a senior in the foundation building period.

Cui Ning smiled slightly: "Master Qingling is the family teacher, and the junior is a disciple of the master of Tianhuan Island, and the family teacher can't come to this crescent island to attend the birthday banquet because he is in retreat, so let me run for him." ”

Cui Ning said as he handed over the token representing his identity.

In order to make Cui Ning's identity more weighty, the Master Qingling also specially asked him to attend the birthday banquet in the name of his closed disciple, so as not to fall into a place where etiquette was not good.

After hearing this, the young man's expression was immediately relieved, and when he took the token and looked at it, his expression became more and more respectful:

"The juniors are rude, the seniors turned out to be the disciples of the master of Tianhuan Island, in the next Zhou Yuan, they are the disciples of the Shanglin Sect Wind Pavilion, on the order of the pavilion master, here to welcome the guests of Qingfeng Pavilion Tianhuan Island, seniors, please come with me."

Following the young man named Zhou Yuan, Cui Ning flew into Crescent Island with the light of escape.

The internal structure of the Shanglin Sect is a little different from that of the Qingfeng Pavilion, the highest institution is the House of Elders, and the lowest person who can enter the House of Elders has to be in the middle of Jindan, and the House of Elders is divided into four pavilions. The four pavilions are named after earth, fire, water, and wind, and whether it is the sect master, the deacon, or the island lord, they are all selected within the four pavilions.

That Venerable Pure Spirit's best friend, the Venerable Master Xuanxu, was a Jindan early powerhouse of the Wind Pavilion, and Crescent Island was also an island to which the Venerable Wind belonged.

Since the Venerable Master happened to be on duty on Crescent Island, the island also became a place for birthday feasts.

After following the young man through several prohibitions on the island, he came to the core of Crescent Island, and the number of monks he met along the way gradually increased.

To Cui Ning's surprise, although most of the disciples they met were disciples from the Qi refining period of the Shanglin Sect, these low-level disciples actually possessed Xuan-level magic weapons nine times out of ten.

Seeing Cui Ning's stunned eyes, Zhou Yuan smiled slightly, although his expression was still respectful, but there was a trace of pride in his eyes:

"Seniors, don't be curious, all my disciples of the Lin Sect, as long as their cultivation has entered the late stage of qi refining, they will be given a Xuan-level magic weapon by the master."

Cui Ning listened, he was silent on the surface, but he was also emotionally moved in his heart, Shanglin Sect deserved to be the head of the three sects in the East China Sea, and the Qingfeng Pavilion where he was located was still a little behind it.

In addition to the disciples of the Shanglin Sect, along the way, he also met many monks from other forces.

These were all the same as himself, sent by the major forces to attend the birthday banquet of the Venerable Master Xuanxu.

In order to be able to reach the thighs of Shanglin Sect, some immortal cultivators even sent a huge birthday celebration team led by the head of the family, so the cultivation led by them is not weak, and most of them are immortal cultivators in the foundation building period.

As for Cui Ning, the great master of the Jindan period, he didn't see it, but he could also guess that there must be other channels on the island to welcome these powerful people.

Similarly, the people of the Stone Demon Sect of the other Three Sects of the East China Sea, Cui Ning also did not meet him. So he asked about Zhou Yuan out of curiosity, and learned that the person who came from the Stone Demon Sect this time was actually a master of the Jindan period, and he had already been picked up by the disciples arranged by the Master Xuanxu.

There are also many people like Cui Ning who came alone at this birthday banquet, although the current situation in the immortal cultivation world is the strongest in the sect, followed by the immortal cultivation family, but among the scattered cultivators, there are also masters.

Looking at the many monks who came to congratulate him, Cui Ning could only sigh that this Xuanxu Venerable Master really had a lot of friends.

"Senior, when you arrive, please stay here for a while, and there will naturally be other senior brothers in a while, and you will be led to the main hall where the birthday banquet is located."

Zhou Yuan respectfully saluted Cui Ning, and then retreated. In the place of about fifty or sixty zhang in front, there is an arched gate carved from jasper erected there, the glow of the sun flows on the gate, and there are three golden and brilliant big characters on the book, "Duxian Gate".

This is the boundary between the inner gate and the outer gate of Crescent Island, and the monk passes through this gate and enters the core area of Crescent Island.

The Duxian Gate is huge, and although there are nearly a hundred monks gathered in front of the gate at this time, it is not crowded at all.

Seeing this, Cui Ning also fled, and flew over.

When I came closer, I found that these monks in front of the Immortal Gate were actually clearly divided into two camps. On the one hand, there were a large number of people, about seventy or eighty people, and many of them were still wearing uniform clothes, Cui Ning guessed that they should all be from the Immortal Cultivation Family.

On the other side, there were far fewer people, and their clothes were casual, and they were scattered from all over the world.

Although the people on both sides could not talk about glaring angrily, the atmosphere was obviously a little gloomy, and there was no communication between them.

Seeing this scene, Cui Ning frowned, muttered for a moment, and then flew towards the side of the Xiu Immortal Family.

Although he was alone, he looked more like a loose cultivator, but after all, he came on behalf of Qingfeng Pavilion Tianhuan Island.

At this time, the stalemate atmosphere that was originally maintained between the two sides became a little tense with the arrival of Cui Ning.

"Boy, you're in the wrong place, go over there and line up by yourself!"

A rude voice came from the crowd on the side of the Xiu Immortal Family.