Chapter Twenty-Seven: The mountain rain is coming, and the wind is full of buildings

In the early morning of the next day, the bell rang at the beginning and resounded through the Lotus Mountain.

A huge sword light rose from the main peak of the lotus, lingering around the eight peaks, and the eight sword lights followed, surrounding in the air, tossing and turning, converging on the main sword, forming a huge sword lotus, the sword qi was forested, slowly rising into the air, straight into the sky

A number of inner disciples, above the peaks, echoed each other from afar.

"The Immortal Gate has arrived!"

"Vientiane Sect has arrived!"

......

At this time, Chu Haoming was greeting him in the outer gate hall, and the endless stream of sects and sects was more than three times larger than before.

"Royal... The Beast Sect has arrived!"

Hearing this, there was a sudden noise in the crowd.

"The Lotus Sword Sect and the Imperial Beast Sect have always been at odds, and everyone knows about it on Pingzhou, I don't know why the Imperial Beast Sect came this time?"

"It's not for the Lotus Sword Codex, the Royal Beast Sect is also cheeky, hum!"

At this moment, the huge demon ape under the mountain greeted the mountain, and there was a pavilion behind the demon ape, and there were five people with special images standing in the pavilion.

The furious demon ape traveled all the way, and the ancient trees and boulders above the mountain gate were all shattered under the fierce impact of the demon ape.

Looking at the panicked crowd below, the disciples of the Royal Beast Sect let out a rampant laugh.

Before the huge demon ape could stop, a huge blood python suddenly flew out and went straight into the crowd.

In the crowd, there was a miserable scream, and the person who had just spoken disrespectfully to the Imperial Beast Sect died tragically in the mouth of the huge blood python in an instant.

The blood flowed along the blood python's huge snake kiss, and it fell on the mountain gate, instantly dyeing red.

Chu Haoming's brows furrowed, and he immediately flew down, and said coldly to the people of the Royal Beast Sect:

"A few Daoists of the Imperial Beast Sect are acting like this, don't they take the Lotus Sword Sect in their eyes?"

The disciples of the Imperial Beast Sect jumped down from the demon ape one after another, and the first old man, who had red hair, said to Chu Haoming without care:

"Senior Brother Haoming, it's just a person who has been punished for speaking disrespectfully to my Imperial Beast Sect, so why bother!"

When everyone heard what he said, they were immediately angry, but in the end, they just dared to be angry and did not dare to speak.

Seeing this, Chu Haoming was angry in his heart, and said again:

"It's just a little inferior, so I will take his life, the Royal Beast Sect is too domineering!"

Before the red-haired old man could answer, behind the old man, a young man with gloomy eyes and red hair snorted coldly, and said in a cold tone:

"If you are disrespectful to my Imperial Beast Sect, you should die!"

Seeing this, the red-haired old man snorted and said to Chu Haoming:

"Senior Brother Haoming, don't blame me, although my nephew's cultivation is high, but after all, he is still young, and if he has a lot of offenses, please Haihan, now that the Lotus Sword Sect is in the grand ceremony, we will no longer delay. ”

After speaking, he led his disciples to go to the main peak, completely ignoring Chu Haoming's feelings.

The huge demon ape and the blood python were startled along the way, and everyone hurriedly dodged, and rampant laughter echoed in the distance.

Chu Haoming had hatred in his heart, and looked gloomily at the departing people of the Royal Beast Sect.

After the departure of the Royal Beast Sect, many more cultivation sects visited.

A crisp sound of sword roar suddenly came from the sky, and several green rainbow sword rays swept through the outer sect mountain gate and went straight to the main peak.

"Look, it's Shangqingguan!" ......

Watching Shangqing Guan pass by in the air, Chu Haoming's heart sank again, knowing that when the grand ceremony entered the mountain gate, out of respect, he would first go to the mountain gate of the outer sect, and then enter the main peak.

Now that the audience in the Shangqing Dynasty is walking in the sky and entering the main peak, it seems that they no longer take the Lotus Sword Sect in their eyes.

It's really a bad comer!

A moment later, a huge chariot flew from a distance, the chariot was not pulled by animals, but it moved by the wind, the body was pearlescent jasper, the fairy beast was depicted, and the agility was extraordinary.

It is the treasure of the Xuanqing Sect, riding the wind.

"It's a ride!"

There was a wave of exclamation from the crowd.

When even someone said, "I heard that this thing rides the wind, a thousand miles a day!"

"Not only that, this thing has a built-in mysterious formation, which integrates attack and defense, and it is a rare treasure in the cultivation world."

With the envy of everyone, he flew in the wind above the outer sect, slowly descended, and landed on the mountain gate of the outer sect.

An old man with a white beard walked out of the chariot first, followed by an old woman and five disciples of the Xuanqing Sect, and Qingyun was among them.

The old man was dressed in a green robe, and his face was kind, like the old man next door, without any majesty, only deep and wise in his eyes.

But the old woman's face was cold, like frost, and she was not close to anyone.

Seeing the two old men, Chu Haoming was immediately stunned, and then hurriedly stepped forward and bowed and said:

"Disciple Chu Haoming, meet Xuanchen and Xuanruo!"

Xuan Ruo was unmoved, Xuan Chen nodded slightly, and smiled:

"Haoming has a heart, there is no need to be so polite!"

Although the old man had a kind face, Chu Haoming did not dare to lose his manners.

You must know that the two old men in front of him are both elders of the Xuanqing Sect, and they have been in the realm of Dao Saints for many years, and Xuanchen is the great elder of the Xuanqing Sect, who has not left for many years, but now they came in person on the occasion of the grand ceremony of the Lotus Sword Sect, which shows how much attention the Xuanqing Sect attaches to this matter!

Chu Haoming hurriedly said:

"Two uncles, let's go up the mountain with my nephew!"

Xuanchen nodded slightly and said yes.

On Pingzhou, all the important sects have entered the sect, and Chu Haoming handed over the rest of the affairs to his disciples, leading everyone in the Xuanqing Sect to rush to the main peak.

Above the main peak hall, Chu Haotian sat on the first seat, the five elders were on both sides of him, and the other sects were already sitting in the corresponding positions.

Seeing the people of the Xuanqing Sect coming, everyone present stood up to greet them.

Xuan Chen bowed slightly.

At this time, a cold snort came from above the main hall, and it was extremely harsh between this sycophancy.

Following the prestige, it turned out to be the place where the Shangqing Temple was located.

At the head sat a one-eyed old man, and the old man's other eye had a scar across half of his face, and the scar was as hideous as a centipede on the old man's face.

This person is Ge Changchun, the elder of Shangqing Temple.

It turned out that the Xuanqing Sect and the Shangqing Guanben were the two largest cultivation sects in Pingzhou, and there had always been disputes over the first sect in Pingzhou, and there had always been discord between the disciples and many grudges.

In the early years, Ge Changchun and Xuan Ye were still fledgling disciples, and they met by chance when they traveled down the mountain, and they were already discordant with their sects, coupled with their youth and vigor, the two started to move, Ge Changchun made a move and almost died in the hands of Xuan Chen, although he finally escaped, but he also left a hideous scar on his face.

Everyone knew about the disagreement between the two factions, but they didn't dare to speak rashly, so they had to look at Xuan Chen embarrassedly.

Seeing that it was Ge Changchun, Xuanchen was not annoyed, and said with a slight smile:

"It turned out to be a junior brother of Changchun, and it has been a hundred years since you left in a hurry that time. ”

Ge Changchun knew that he was sarcastic in his words, although he was angry in his heart, but he didn't say anything, this trip was an important matter, and there was no need to make extraneous branches.

Immediately let out a cold snort again, don't look over.

Seeing this, Xuan Chen smiled again.

But when he saw a disciple behind Ge Changchun holding a huge long sword in both hands, his eyes flashed, and he was secretly vigilant.

This sword is simple and dull, the whole body is dark, but the sword body is huge, higher than adults, like a natural thing, and there are several innate Taoist texts carved in it.

Although the appearance is not amazing, it is the inheritance sword of Shangqingguan, the Taiyi True Thunder Sword.

According to rumors, Taiyi Zhenjun was just an ordinary villager in his early years, and one day the sky rained divine thunder, split on the lonely mountain, the mountain peak exploded, and finally only a dark stone sword stood in it, and the surrounding villagers also saw it, but they couldn't take it out anyway.

Only Taiyi Zhenjun looked at his body, found the innate Taoism on the sword body, and consulted before meditating, and at first the villagers said that he was a fool, and he didn't care.

Which Cheng wants to sit this way, it is more than ten years.

Just when the name of the village was about to be forgotten, suddenly dark clouds suddenly rose, pitch black as ink, and the heavy pressure made the villagers think that the god was angry, and they all hid at home and shivered.

Finally, thunder fell from the sky, resounding through the heavens and the earth.

At this moment, the villagers heard a hearty laugh from the lonely mountain not far away, and the laughter actually overshadowed the thunder.

"The way of heaven is always the same"

"Don't sit in vain for more than ten years"

"Thunder will help me today"

"Traveling in the world"

When he said the last word, the heavens and the earth suddenly changed, and the clear sky returned to the past, as if the previous vision had never appeared.

Chu Haoming saw everyone seated, so he walked to the top of the hall and said loudly:

"The auspicious time has arrived, and the festival begins!"