Chapter 450 Transformation Ceremony (Thank you for the monthly votes you voted in before!)

The monks who listened to the book looked at the storyteller with puzzled eyes, and they asked strangely:

"Isn't Fairy Qing from the mortal realm?

Seeing that everyone was so confused, the storyteller was even less anxious.

He smiled and continued to drink the spiritual tea.

This made the following group of monks who liked to listen to gossip urgently, and they urged unsatisfied:

"Oh, if you want to say it, just say it! ”

Having whetted his appetite, he couldn't wait to see these monks.

The storyteller slowly put down the teacup in his hand and continued:

"Fairy Qingzi's life experience has a great background, and if you say it, I will scare you a lot. ”

The storyteller paused again, much to the annoyance of the monks below, and the crowd protested:

"Just say it, what do you buy? It's really annoying. ”

After saying that, these people who listened to the book were ready to leave, and no longer wasted time.

When the storyteller saw this, he felt that the heat was almost over, and immediately said:

"Alright, alright, it's okay to tell you. According to reliable sources, Sunny Fairy is not from the mortal world at all. It's the eldest lady of the first super family in the cultivation realm. ”

After speaking, the whole restaurant suddenly fell silent. There was not a sound, and everyone stared at the storyteller incredulously.

Staring at the monks with knife-like eyes, the storyteller felt a little frightened.

He shook his body and asked a little innocently:

"What's going on?"

One of them reacted and asked the storyteller again:

"What are you talking about?Fairy Qing is the eldest lady of the first super family in Zhongzhou?"

The storyteller was asked a little unsure how to answer.

He opened his eyes and said suspiciously:

"Yes, Fairy Qing is the daughter of the Baili family, the largest super family in Zhongzhou, and the daughter of the head of the family and the wife of the head of the family......"

"Wow, you pinch me, what he said can't be true, right?"

This explosive news ignited a flashpoint for the entire restaurant monks, who asked each other questions of the people around them in disbelief......

The Great Ceremony of Transformation of the Gods, which people are talking about, has finally arrived.

The Ten Thousand Swords Sect was crowded with people at this time, and countless flying magic weapons and magic weapons fell from the sky.

This can make Lin Yunfeng, who is in charge of the logistics of the entire ceremony, busy.

Min Jingyao's disciples who had traveled abroad have also returned, and they are now sweating profusely.

Even so, Min Jingyao does not forget her sister Xueqing, who grew up together.

Busy and idle, Min Jingyao stopped what she was doing, looked into the distance with longing in her eyes, and began to talk to herself:

"I don't know when Sister Xueqing will come back, I miss her so much!"

Min Jingyao's words attracted the attention of Xiao Rui and several others.

They all stopped their movements and fell nostalgic for Xue Qing.

Lu Yuan also looked into the distance, his eyes fluttering.

Only Jin Youwei, who was chubby when he was a child, and now Jinyouwei, who is in the wind in Yushu, ran to Min Jingyao's side heartlessly, and said attentively:

"Hehe, Sister Jingyao, don't think too much. Sister Xueqing will come back. ”

The originally beautiful atmosphere was broken by Jin Youwei, and Min Jingyao became angry when she saw Jin Youwei like this, and she scolded:

"Fat blonde, get out of here. ”

Seeing that Min Jingyao was angry, Jin Youwei muttered innocently:

"Didn't I comfort you, why did you scold me again?"

Lu Yuan, who was on the side, ignored the fight between the two, he stared into the distance with deep eyes, looking forward to Xue Qing's return......

On Xueqing's side, Qingwu Daojun said to her:

"Cher, let's go!"

The thought of being able to see Shizun soon, Xue Qing was so excited that she couldn't do it.

She showed two small dimples, and she was very happy:

"Good grandfather. ”

Qingwu Daojun saw Xue Qing's smiling face, and he had a sour feeling in his heart.

Looking at Xue Qing's appearance, she cares very much about the purple rhyme of the Ten Thousand Swords Sect.

"Presumably, that Ziyun is quite good to her granddaughter. But why is it so uncomfortable?"

Qingwu Daojun seemed to feel that his granddaughter was going to leave him.

He shook his head slightly, telling himself that he had thought too much.

So, Qingwu Daojun smiled and said to Xue Qing:

"Come on, girl. ”

After speaking, Xue Qing spun around for a while, and was accepted into the sleeve of Qiankun by Qingwu Daojun.

Xue Qing, who was put into Qiankun's sleeve by her grandfather, was a little speechless, and she was suspicious:

"Could it be that the Avatar Dao Monarch likes to put people into his sleeves?"

Thinking of this, Xue Qing thought of her ancestor Void Dao Jun again.

Shizun succeeded in transforming into a god, and I don't know if Shizun will go back......

The Ten Thousand Swords Sect was very lively at this time, and the people who came to congratulate were all happy.

This is the biggest grand occasion in the Southern Regions for thousands of years, and the people who can enter the Ten Thousand Swords Sect all walk with wind and temperament.

The disciples of the Ten Thousand Swords Sect were all proud of this, and they felt very lucky to be able to become disciples of the Ten Thousand Swords Sect.

The head of Qingxu was face stiffened with a smile, and he greeted the elders of the major sects in the Southern Regions with that signature smile.

The major elders of the Southern Regions who had not retreated had come to congratulate them, and the square of the Ten Thousand Swords Sect was full of tables, chairs, and delicacies.

The head of Qingxu looked up at the hour, and instructed Lin Yunfeng:

"Yun Feng, hurry up and prepare, it's about to start. ”

"Yes, Master!"

Following his master's instructions, Lin Yunfeng immediately went down to prepare.

It didn't take long for Ziyun Zhenjun to step on the clouds.

The monks in the square were amazed when they saw from afar the Ziyun Daojun who was stepping on the seven-colored clouds and flying towards it.

At this time, Ziyun Zhenjun was wearing a blue crown, and his long hair as smooth as black jade was half scattered and half tied.

That snow-white robe, with his jade-like face, coupled with his jade-like eyebrows, is so elegant and extravagant!

It's hard to look away.

When the monks in the square saw him coming, they immediately stood up, and everyone was fascinated by his heavenly demeanor.

The nuns' eyes widened, staring intently at the fairy-like figure.

These nuns are almost falling out of their eyes.

One by one, they stared at Ziyun Daojun tightly, and they couldn't speak.

The male cultivators in the square were envious and jealous in their hearts, and they had mixed tastes in their hearts.

At the age of several hundred years, Ziyun Daojun has advanced to become a monk.

This is very rare not only in the Southern Regions, but also in the entire cultivation realm.

This is something they can't envy, and it's something they can't envy.

Ziyun Daojun's temperament is still cold, and his coldness is revealed from his bones.

Colorful clouds fell from the sky, and Ziyun Daojun landed gently on the ground.

"Meet Ziyun Daojun!"

Ziyun Daojun's aura is too powerful!

Because he had just advanced, the coercion on his body was a little uncontrollable. It made the monks present tremble a little.

Seeing everyone's feelings in his eyes, he quickly put away his coercion, and his lips opened:

"No need to be polite, sit down!"

After speaking, he walked directly to the main hall of the square.

"Wow! Ziyun Daojun is so young. ”