"Master, the bloodline surnamed Di who holds the glory token has come to worship the mountain. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. ｂｉｑUｇE。 info"A unique transmission talisman in the Lingxu Sect fell into an unnamed cave in the main hall of the Lingxu Sect, and a Taoist priest who looked no more than middle-aged, with an ordinary appearance and an ordinary breath, received a summons from Xu Daoling.

The body sitting on the futon trembled slightly, slightly stunned, gradually opened his eyes, eased his mind, and his face couldn't help but change.

Suddenly, an earth-shattering coercion spread, surrounding the entire Lingxu Sect Island, even if it was a Lingxu Pavilion tens of thousands of kilometers away, it could feel the heavenly power of a powerful Yuan Infant Stage Cultivator. Ling Daozi, the head of the sect in his 500s, waved his long Taoist robe, his expression was constricted, and he stopped meditating and cultivating in the cave where he was retreating, and walked out with a slight flutter of his body.

On the top of the main hall of the Spirit Void Sect, he swiped his hands left and right, and suddenly fell on his chest: one after another, the transmission talismans flowed to the peaks in the sea of clouds at a meteor-like speed, revealing a stream of light that broke through the sky, which was the unique technique of his Yuan Infant Monk, teleporting past the teleportation talisman, and the speed was extremely fast.

However, after a while, I saw that on the mountain peaks, streamers of light pierced the sky with an aura that was far comparable to that of the Ordinary Dust Cultivator. Looking at this momentum, although it is inferior to the Tianwei of the previous head of the Lingdaozi, it is also stronger than the monks of the Jindan stage, and if you look closely, they are all monks of the Yuan Infant Stage.

After Ling Daozi, the head of the Lingxu Sect, flew out of the cave and landed in the main hall of the Lingxu Sect, he walked slowly and slowly walked to a huge altar.

"Welcome to the master!" In an instant, an elder and disciple stood clearly near the left and right altars, looking at the middle-aged man in the Taoist robe on the main seat above with admiration. At this moment, although he was an ordinary-looking Lingdaozi, his expression was quite cold and majestic, and with the complete cultivation of the late Yuan Infant was revealed, as if he had been draped in a layer of heavy makeup by the Great Dao. Under the power of heaven, no one dares to speak.

"Lingxu Sect, Kuzhi Peak Fangyu-

"Lishan Peak Heaven is useless -

"Taoyang Peak Qiao Eight Knife-

"Muya Fan Shaoji, I've seen the senior brother in charge!

Suddenly, a rumor pierced the sky and entered the main hall, and several monks who had cultivated to the advanced level came one after another; they stood under the altar above the main seat, looked at the disciples below, and bowed to the head senior brother Ling Daozi: "I don't know if the senior brother summoned me to come,

What do you command?"

Ling Daozi's ordinary face couldn't see a trace of expression, but the aura exuded by the cultivation was really amazing, and he opened his mouth with an inexplicable coercion: "All the junior brothers have arrived?"

His eyes made a round, and his face fluctuated slightly.

Several peak masters looked at each other, and Fan Shaojian, the peak master of Muya Peak in the back, walked out and sighed softly: "Senior Brother Hui, Senior Sister Fang hasn't come yet."

Ling Daozi was slightly stunned after hearing this, but what was the trouble, and sighed slightly: "It's okay-" His cultivation is ruthless Dao, how can he care about these trivial matters, beckoned, and said slowly to the junior disciples: "This time, I summoned everyone to come here just to discuss one matter." That is the question of the belonging of the Glory Disciples. ”

"Glory disciple?" Qiao Badao, the peak master of Taoyang Peak, with a beard and a rough look, wrapped in a Taoist robe and asked intently, "Could it be that the glory token that has not appeared for hundreds of years has appeared?"

The other two peak masters couldn't help but glance at each other, and looked at Ling Daozi with solemn eyes.

Lingdaozi, the head of the Lingxu Sect, sensed it slightly, and it seemed that they were about to arrive, so he couldn't help but sigh: "Those who hold this glory token can worship any sect of my Bijia Mountain, but it is a domineering way!" Since five hundred years ago, Di Zhenguo, the mountain lord of the Bijia Mountain realm, went down the mountain to inspect, and issued this iron order in the three factions, until their generation.

Although there is no doubt about the identity symbol of the Beacon Mountain Glory Token, it is a little uncomfortable for the spiritual Dao Zi who has cultivated to be powerful and profound, and has infinite possibilities. Although the mountain master of Beacon Mountain has now ascended to the immortal realm, no one dares to despise this token, because it represents Beacon Mountain.

Beacon Hill has three factions, three islands, three sects, and in fact, the real big faction: Beacon Hill, which is suspended above the three islands of Beacon Hill, has controlled the development of the three factions with a strong hand in the past thousand years, and has been constantly handed over to the three factions in an unprecedented missionary way, allowing them to develop independently.

As if he didn't care about these at all, he silently watched the sect below the clouds, sitting straight in the air at an altitude of 20,000 miles, and no one dared to ask.

After thinking for a while, Ling Daozi came back to his senses, and after gathering the senior brothers under the sect, they began to plan to discuss whose disciples this glorious disciple belonged to.

"Senior Brother in charge, let's not talk about who this disciple is apprenticed to, it's too early to talk about the delay in apprenticeship, we might as well take a look first. "Lishan Peak Peak Lord Heaven is useless, looking at the head of Ling Daozi, his tone is not sloppy at all, and he looks at Ling Daozi with a gloomy and cold aura.

"That's it, now when my Lingxu Sect accepts disciples, I have to listen to their meaning?" At this time, Fang Yu, the master of Kuzhi Peak who was dressed as a scholar, did not look like a Taoist priest at all, and he looked a little different among the four. looked at a few people and said: "Why do you want to be noisy, everyone is the same senior brother, and so is Senior Brother Tian, your temper should also be changed." ”

"Hmph, Fang Yu, don't be nosy!" A mid-Yuan Infant cultivation turned into spiritual pressure and gradually approached Fang Yu, the master of the Withered Peak, and he didn't look at the Withered Peak Fang Yu in his eyes at all.

"Heaven is useless! don't give me too presumptuous!" The head of the Lingdaozi, the late stage of the Yuan Infant Stage's consummate cultivation, dissipated slightly, and he didn't even move his hand, and the heavenly power that came out of the words was almost like that of a monk in the Transformation Stage, and this somewhat impetuous conversation was gone.

"That's it, let's wait for my apprentice to come, and then make a decision. Some rigorously looked at the peak of Lishan Mountain, and the peak lord sighed uselessly. Ling Daozi waved the dust: "Give a seat to all the peak masters, set up the Dao hall, and prepare for the apprenticeship ceremony." ”

After about a full cup of tea, flying over countless steps, and crossing several platforms, Di Jin and his party finally came to the door of the main hall.

The towering jade carved courtyard, the antique attic is elegantly located among the clouds. On both sides of the main hall, countless disciples stood respectfully on one side with their swords. On the rooftop not far from you, you can see all kinds of fantastical spells and charms flashing between the clouds, drawing brilliant colors in the air.

“... When!" A bell with a long rhyme and a thick timbre with a kind of avenue suddenly sounded from the main hall of the Lingxu Sect, and gradually echoed in the mountains above the clouds, and there were bursts of bells endlessly.

A famous disciple drew his sword and looked at the elder of the outer gate, Xu Daoling, and the old manager Wang Junli: "Withdraw the magic weapon, enter the main hall!"

"Withdraw the magic weapon, enter the main hall!" a famous disciple passed casually, and the spiritual rhyme of the Tao came out of the disciples' mouths accompanied by the Dao bell, as if there was an old Taoist in the main hall watching you, and said such a sentence.

Turning his young body slightly, Di Jin was a little tired, and he unconsciously relied on the old boss Wang Junli, and nodded at him.

The old manager Wang Jun's scarlet beads glared unkindly, and then he withdrew the magic weapon under the gaze of the white-robed old Dao Xu Daoling, and as the old Dao Xu Daoling gradually fell from the air, a group of three people walked to the square of the main hall.

"Hmph, just bear with it for a while to make this group of wild Taoist priests comfortable, and save trouble, after all, I don't have any cultivation now. Di Jin thought about it secretly in his heart, and couldn't help but walk on the bluestone slab, holding the hand of the old manager Wang Junli, and walking towards the main hall step by step.

After the white-robed Taoist priest Xu Daoling came down, he looked at some curious disciples flying between the mountains, and couldn't help waving his hand to disperse the aura transmission: "What are you waiting to see, if you haven't seen anyone, go back and do your job!"

The disciples standing with swords on both sides of the square of the main hall looked at the group of senior brothers who flew from the practice rooftop, and pointed at Di Jin one after another, they were very curious in their hearts, what is the identity of this little boy, and he can be escorted by Elder Xu from the outer gate in person.

What's even more bizarre is that even the head of the sect came out of the cave mansion where he was retreating and cultivating, and summoned all the peak masters to come and discuss important matters. Although I don't know what it was for such a grand occasion this time, the disciples still maintained a proud demeanor and looked at Di Jin quietly, but from time to time there would be some female disciples who looked at the little boy with a hint of joy, as if they had seen a cute little white rabbit.

"Where did this baby come from, so cute and handsome. ”

Obviously, Di Jin didn't know all this, and he entered the main hall with a calm posture and without the slightest timidity, and saw that above the main hall, there was a huge Taoist altar, and the Taoist altar was surrounded by dozens of young disciples wearing Taoist robes, and they were standing very respectfully near the Taoist altar.

Above the altar sat four Taoist priests wearing the costumes of the Lingxu Sect Peak Master, imposing and profoundly cultivated, and above them, there was a middle-aged man with an ordinary appearance and a majestic demeanor on the main seat of the Dao Altar in the main hall looking at Di Jin quietly.

Di Jin, who was aware of it, raised his head slightly, as if he felt a burst of coolness all over his body, and he was seen through as if he was naked, and he knew in his heart that the other party was perceiving his state with his divine sense.

didn't make a sound, grabbed Wang Junli, the old manager who wanted to stand in front of him and protect him, and shook his head: "Grandpa Wang, don't talk too much, you can just stand on the side and watch me for a while." ”

After the old manager Wang Junli entered the hall, he felt the spiritual pressure that captured the soul more deeply, and the stronger it was that the closer he got to the altar, the more pressing it became, and in the end, there was even a heavenly might, forcing him to kneel and surrender.

He looked at Di Jin, but found that he didn't seem to feel anything at all, as if he was a little tired of walking around a lot these days, and his steps were a little slow; the old manager Wang Junli looked at the monks on the altar with a bad face, he knew that the cultivation of those people was far above his own; at this moment, he must not act rashly, so as not to miss Di Jin's major event.