The daylight becomes brighter and brighter as the breeze rises, shining in all directions, and bursts of cool and comfortable lingering in the meantime, and you can't help but feel comfortable.

In a moment, Tang Yi looked at the top of Biluo Mountain, although he had seen this place when he was at the mountain gate, but he was immersed in the scene, and he carefully observed it, which was a little special.

Nine pavilions, each with its own style. The spacing between them is very wide and the positions are different, but the design is particularly ingenious, and the view is excellent. From this point alone, it is really difficult to distinguish between the two. And with Tang Yi's divine thoughts, these nine places are like seeing flowers in the fog, and he can't understand them thoroughly, but he can only accept them at the slightest touch, otherwise it would be too rude. Although he didn't do his best to investigate, Tang Yi knew that even if he tried his best, it would be the same, after all, the Nine Transformations Absolute Realm was not yet a realm that he could set foot in.

Quietly, Tang Yi silently withdrew his thoughts, and Cheng Xiaoxian and Song Yuan also seemed to be unaware, full of witty words, talking and laughing freely. Although Tang Yi and Song Yuan are not familiar with each other, they also have a one-sided relationship, and they have a good impression of each other, and they lack a lot of false courtesies.

Since the distinguished guest has come to the door, of course, it is not good to stand up for a long time. The three of them chatted a few words, and Song Yuan said with a smile: "I heard that the friendly tea has already been prepared, so it is better to enter it for a taste." ”

Tang Yi was a guest and casually hosted, clenching his fists and arching his hands: "Thank you, brother." ”

Song Yuan didn't hurt to say anything, and then turned sideways and said, "Fellow Daoist, please." ”

Tang Yi walked up to the pavilion, this building is not high, there are nine steps of stairs, although the style is not elegant, but there is a natural sense of beauty in the roughness. The most attractive thing to Tang Yi is the plaque, the material is only peach wood, but it is afraid that it will be thousands of years long, precious and rare, but this does not make Tang Yi unusual, only the word "Biluo" in the book, the form is rich and graceful, endless, like a phoenix drifting. Looking at the power of his pen, it is really extraordinary, and it cannot be written unless the foundation is extremely strong.

Practicing spiritual characters for a long time, Tang Yi is very proficient in calligraphy, ordinary calligraphy is no longer in the eye, but he is amazed when he sees this, and he can't help asking: "Such a brilliant pen, I don't know which master wrote it?"

"This kind of pen power should come from the hands of the head of Song, right?" Before Cheng and Song could answer, a clear voice came from behind them. Looking for the sound and leaving, it was Lin Like, who had come at some point, looking at the three of them with a smile.

They then saluted each other.

"Sure enough. Tang Yi secretly wondered in his heart, he also had a hidden guess before, although the material of the plaque is long, the ink is novel, looking at the pause between his strokes, sharp and steady, Biluo Sword Sect up and down, Song Yuan is the only one who conforms to this state. It's just that he didn't show it on his face, and he couldn't help laughing: "It's a sin to have eyes and not know Brother Dao, forgive me." ”

Song Yuan waved his hand and excused himself: "The Fang family is in front, but I am ugly." ”

Although I have never seen Tang Yi Mobao, but at the time of the duel that day, the mysterious magic that his people came out of his hand, not to mention its power, the single glyph font is breathtaking. Therefore, Song Yuan is not humble, and he is really ashamed of himself when it comes to calligraphy.

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A few people exchanged pleasantries, Lin Like said goodbye and went into his own pavilion, he and Cheng Xiaoxian didn't have much friendship with Song Yuan, and this time they just came to say hello to Tang Yi.

At this time, it was almost noon, and the opportunity to discuss the Tao was delayed, so the three of them turned back to the attic.

Although no one else came except for Lin Like, Tang Yi knew that the people on the top of the mountain were silently paying attention.

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Accompanied the two into the pavilion, only to see that it was simple and abnormal, there were no valuable ornaments, only a few cases long, three futons, and a few tea sets.

Looking out from here, I saw the clouds and smoke drifting, and the scenery was in full view, even if I didn't need to perceive it with my mind, it was clearly visible and unobstructed. With the occasional chant of the crane, the feeling of tranquility and tranquility is really a wonderful place.

Sitting separately from the host and guest, Song Yuan poured tea in person, the tea smoke was scattered, the aroma wafted away, the smell was refreshing, the entrance was lightly drunk, Tang Yi tasted it carefully, I don't know what Lingming tea is, but I like it very lightly.

Then Song Yuan confessed: "The ceremony is approaching, my junior brother and I can't accompany Daoyou for the time being, forgive me." ”

Tang Yi smiled and said, "It's okay, the two Dao brothers can just go." ”

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The meeting of the Tao has been a major event since ancient times, and no matter which sect is cautious, the ritual process is not complicated, but it is also particularly solemn. In addition to the previous test, the grandmaster said, there is one more thing that is indispensable, that is, the sacrifice to the sky. Cultivation is originally inherited from heaven, and such a grand event is naturally grand.

Stay until noon, the sun is in full bloom, and it is an auspicious time. The Biluo Sword Sect, headed by Song Yuan and Cheng Xiaoxian, led all the elders and disciples to pray sincerely to the heavens on the jade steps.

"Fu Binghaotian, bless Biluo, ancestral lineage, eternal dependence. Adhering to the teacher's training, he practiced devotionally...... Only the heavens are clear...... Song Yuan's voice was subdued and frustrated, resounding in the vast sky, and everyone couldn't help but look at it solemnly.

With the completion of the sacrifice, Biluo cultivated three worships, Biqiong suddenly appeared a strange omen, the curling sound sounded, the purple gas loomed between the clouds and mist, and the thunder burst of warning, the power was fully displayed, and it was an extraordinary and vast image.

Tang Yi suddenly felt a little strange in his heart, and his thoughts passed by in an instant, but he didn't notice it. It's just that the Biluo Mountain Range, which was already vibrant, seems to have added a little more agility, and with the luck of Huangquan City, it seems to be a little calmer in an instant.

"Brother Tang is not strange, it is a blessing of heaven. But it was Lin Like who secretly transmitted the voice. When he saw Tang Yi's thoughts scattered, he praised his sharpness, thinking that Tang Yi had inherited a single transmission and did not know the secret affairs of this sect.

Brother Schelling pointed. Tang Yi replied, although he was born in the Taixuan Immortal Sect, he really didn't know about this matter, and it was the first time he participated in the discussion. I secretly thought in my heart, afraid that this discourse was not only about fame, although I didn't know what the specific beauty of this heavenly fortune was conferred, it should be of great benefit to the sect.