Within a few days, the news that the Wushen Sect was about to open a sect spread all over the world, and many monks were surprised when they got some news.

According to legend, the sect master of the Witch God Sect was a monk at the peak of the Yuan Infant, but his strength was superb, and he destroyed the three sects of Lingyun, Taiyi, and Xuantian in one fell swoop, and occupied the entire Dali Dynasty, which shocked everyone.

In fact, Niu Er's establishment of the sect is also an inspiration, the huge Dali Dynasty, tens of thousands of miles in a radius, and close to the two major demon domains, bordering Wushan, if you can establish a sect, not only can it be used as a buffer zone, but also have one more place to live on the day of the catastrophe in the future.

The remnants of the three major sects, led by Shi Yisong, Tianyuan and the others, as well as the subdued Yuanying monks, crushed all the way, and no mountain protection array could stop the slap of the puppet's golden body, all of them shattered, rolling and overwhelming, scaring a group of little monks who did not have the slightest heart to resist.

For the location of the sect, Niu Er also had a headache, and finally decided to make use of all the original addresses of the three sects, and found a scenic mountain on the south side of Zhenlong City, near the demon domain, and built a witch god sect, which was managed by himself, and barely established a sect.

This mountain is called Panlong Mountain, thousands of years ago there was a great sect located here, but because of the continuous war between the two clans of the demons, the casualties were severe, Panlong Mountain is the first to bear the brunt, almost completely destroyed in the war, leaving only a broken wall, dusty ancient palace.

The world is long, the red dust changes, the generations of personnel change, the green mountains are still the same, and the heroes have turned into ashes.

Success, defeat, but a joke.

Looking down on the mountains and wilderness, the vast expanse of greenery, the occasional exposed remnants of stones and ancient roads in the mountains and forests made his thoughts fly, there was an inexplicable heaviness and urgency, and a trace of desolation passed under his eyes.

"The vicissitudes of life, things are people, even if they were once comparable to the powerful sects of the three holy sects. It can't stop the ravages of war. ”

In the past, Panlong Mountain, there were also immortals, but they were still extinct in the world, even if they were powerful, they all grew old one day, and the entire Panlong Mountain was completely destroyed in the war.

Maybe one day, Wushan will also follow in its footsteps, where should I go, how can I save an incense?

"Master, with your peerless talent. It can be compared with the four little immortal kings, as long as the immortal karma is achieved in the future, he can be immortal in the world, and he will definitely be able to protect Wushan from harm. Shi Yisong understood the worry in Niu Er's heart, and opened up softly.

"There will be great changes in this world, and it is the right way for you kid to grasp cultivation. ”

Niu Er smiled faintly, the sorrow between his eyebrows was a little heavier, remembering that Bi Fang had let him see the corner of the future, the gate of heaven was about to open. Many ancient cultivators will be born, and one by one, their mana is monstrous, and their combat power is world-beating, and they can be compared to the Gu Immortal King. I'm afraid that no one in this world can guarantee that they will be safe.

The new sect of the Wushen Sect has only two masters and apprentices, and a puppet brother, but fortunately, there are many disciples of the three sects. Under the urging of Qi Shuming and others, they used their strength to open the mountain and split the stones. In just one month, the entire Panlong Mountain has been renewed.

The entire Wushen Sect is divided into four courtyards, except for the Wushen Sect directly under the jurisdiction of Niu Er, the Xuantian Sect was directly changed to the Xuantian Branch, which was in charge of Qi Shuming, Niu Er specially taught him the complete Yin and Yang Sword Technique, and exchanged the black and white holy sword in his hand to him, he was moved to tears, he didn't expect that after more than two hundred years, he would be able to return to Xuantian Sect and retain the Taoist system, which really made him excited.

Taiyi Sect changed to the Thunder God Branch, which was managed by the three worshippers, this person was originally the only descendant of the Thunder God Sect, after the sect was destroyed, he was lonely, and Qi Hurt Ming wandered the world until he was attached to Shi Yisong, and his dream has always been to complete the last wish of the ancestors, re-establish the Thunder God Sect, and carry forward the Thunder God lineage.

Lingyun Sect was directly handed over to the Tianyuan Senior Brothers, they were originally disciples of the sect, but their strength was too weak, and they were forced to be co-opted by other sects, and they had to wander the world, and the reason why they supported Shi Yisong was to seek a piece of land and start a sect.

Two months passed, and on the day of the opening ceremony of the Wushen Sect, many monks came from all directions, and within hundreds of thousands of miles around, dozens of large and small sects all received invitations from Niu Er, and even the three major holy sects had a copy.

"Master, is this the legendary Niu Fuji?"

There was a little monk who haunted the crowd with a ghostly head, looked around, and then looked at Niu Er on the high platform fixedly, and said in surprise: "Didn't they all say that he is eight feet tall, his eyes are like copper bells, his face is hideous, and he can swallow a buffalo with one mouth, why does he look so young, and he is not terrible at all?"

"You kid knows a. ”

The old man Jin Dan next to him glared angrily, slapped it, the painful little monk grinned, covered the back of his head with tears in his eyes, and did not dare to refute, the old man carefully swept around, and when he saw that no one was paying attention, he dragged him to the corner.

"Boy, you give me a good memory, the more harmless the monk looks, the more terrible it is, although what you know is hearsay, but there is always some basis, I think the teacher speculates that this person must be at least six or seven hundred years old, older than the old man, after we will see it, don't be rude, otherwise a look can make us both die without a place to be buried." ”

"What the master said is that the apprentice must remember. The little friar pursed his lips and whispered disdainfully.

Looking at the people coming and going on the stage, Niu Er stood proudly, the old man's eyes suddenly showed a touch of vicissitudes, countless clouds and smoke passed by, and the people and things in his memory came up from the depths of his heart, muttering.

"Hehe, Panlong Mountain, it's really a treasure that makes people think about it, if you can really block a strong enemy and stand on your heels, the old man will not hesitate to help you. ”

On Panlong Mountain, people come and go, and people from all major sects visit, especially Feng Sanding, as a Dan Dao Sect Master, almost has a friendship with the elders and sect masters of all major sects, and seeing him so attentive and willing to be a person to welcome guests has surprised many people.

"The opening ceremony was officially held. ”

A huge sound, which shook the sky, like Hong Zhong Da Lu, spread far away in all directions, and could be heard for hundreds of miles, which was enough to prove that this person's cultivation was profound.

The ceremony is generally divided into three steps, the first step is to sacrifice to the sky, the sect master leads the disciples to sacrifice to the heavens, pray for peace, and at the same time show the power of the sect, announce the world, and deter many sects.

The second step is to ask the ground, the sect is created, it has its own hardships, trace the ancestors, clarify the origin of the Taoist system, as long as it is not stealing from other sects, and it is harmless to the world, and it is not a demon cultivator, it can be established.

The third step is to entertain the guests, sit with the surrounding mountain gates, discuss the scriptures, and establish the concept of the sect, which is the official establishment of the sect.

"Wait!"

As soon as the ceremony was about to be held, a break suddenly came from the crowd, and a huge sound seemed to roar, rushing straight to the sky, shattering a large number of clouds, shaking dozens of people around who were dizzy and buzzing in their ears.

The corners of Niu Er's mouth were slightly raised, a cold light flashed under his eyes, and his gaze swept over the many sect monks, there was no surprise on their faces, and they lowered their eyebrows one by one, looking like they had nothing to do with themselves.

Secretly snorted coldly in his heart, with a playful smile on his face, he had already expected that this opening ceremony would not be smooth sailing, you must know that although Panlong Mountain is located on the edge of the human race and adjacent to the demon domain, it is a real spiritual mountain blessed land.

The spiritual energy in the mountain is sufficient, full of vitality, there are countless strange flowers and plants, and there are more than ten small spiritual stone veins around, which is considered a high-grade spiritual mountain, but after the collapse of the sect thousands of years ago, no one has dared to occupy it, which is enough to explain the problem.

"Bold, who dares to make a noise here?" A sect leader stood up, and the cultivation of the middle stage of the god transformation was released violently, rolling and threatening, shocking many monks.

The crowd separated, and a thin figure came out of the crowd, the old man had long hair and gray hair, but his face was resolute, his eyes were like torches, he looked at Niu Er fixedly, and said loudly: "The old man Chang Longzi is the thirty-second generation of Panlong Mountain, this is where my sect is located, and the Wushen Sect cannot establish a sect here." ”

"What, the heirs of Panlong Mountain have appeared!"

Many monks were in an uproar, when the Wushen Sect opened the sect, but unexpectedly, the old master of the mountain gate stood up, but this time it was a little chaotic, the famous mountain has a master, and the Wushen Sect was in an extremely embarrassing situation, and many people secretly laughed.

Earlier, the old man who taught the little apprentice hid in the crowd, his eyes narrowed slightly, his face was a little cold, he groaned slightly, his body shrank suddenly, and he suddenly disappeared with the apprentice.

"Shut up. ”

Feng Sanding suddenly got up, his eyes condensed slightly, and said: "Everyone in the world knows that Panlong Mountain has been destroyed for thousands of years, the mountain gate is dilapidated, and the inheritance has disappeared, what are your intentions, dare to talk nonsense here!"

"I'm ......" The man's face flashed with a hint of fear, and he was slightly flustered.

"Yes, what proof do you have to prove that you are a descendant, if you can't come up with evidence, talk nonsense, and disrupt the opening ceremony of the Witch God Sect, the old man will never break with you. ”

Another sect elder stood up, his eyes widened angrily, his long hair stood upside down, and the true qi of the god realm was immense, and the pressure was like a sea, which frightened many scattered cultivators who were watching the ceremony back a few steps, and their faces were pale.

The emaciated old man was a cultivator in the middle of the Yuan Infant, and he was pressed by the momentum, and almost sat down on the ground, but a strange excitement suddenly erupted in his eyes, gritted his teeth and held up his figure, his face turned red, and he shouted loudly: "I have an ancestral magic weapon, which is passed down from generation to generation, which can prove that I am the descendant of Panlong Mountain." “

As he spoke, the old man turned his hand and took out a magic weapon from his arms, and between the infusion of true qi, the spiritual light exploded, forming a huge aura in mid-air, the divine light surged, and the sound of silk and bamboo came out of it, floating between heaven and earth.

"It's ...... Five-tone ring!" The old man who stood up earlier was shocked.

"Yes, but it's a five-tone ring, there was a big battle that year, the old man once witnessed it, and the fragrance fairy used this ring to fight three masters of the same level and kill countless demon clans. ”

A burly old man said excitedly, his eyes fell on that person, it was extremely complicated, and he said half-loudly: "I saw that this person is a descendant of Panlong Mountain, otherwise there is no unique secret technique, and ordinary people will not be able to urge the five-tone ring at all." ”

"Hey, I didn't expect that after a thousand years, I would still see the descendants of Panlong Mountain, and the old man was deeply pleased. ”

"Yes, yes, Panlong Mountain has survived so far, and the Dao system is immortal, so we naturally can't occupy this place, and it should be returned to the old master." ”

"The Wushen Sect is a little reckless this time, don't blame Niu Daoyou, it's better to return the mountain gate to others, and choose to establish the sect in the blessed land of Lingshan. (To be continued......)