"Lianyun Tianzong, send a messenger to send a thousand-year-old gold essence, two hundred medium-grade spirit stones, and He Xuantian Sect Zichen Zhenren Jindan Dacheng. ”

"Brahma Temple, send a messenger to send two thousand-year-old Bodhi fruits, He Xuantian Sect Zichen Zhenren Jindan Dacheng, early proof of the avenue!"

"Nine Heavenly Palace, send a messenger to send a three-thousand-year-old snow lotus, He Xuantian Sect Zichen real person Jindan Dacheng, the immortal path is unlimited. ”

"Pure Yang Sword Sect, Feng Ming Zhenren sat down on the disciple Dai Sect on the Dragon and Tiger Pill three bottles, a Wind and Snow Sword, He Xuantian Sect Zichen Zhenren Jindan Dacheng, the immortal path is vast. ”

"Baicao Gate, Muhe Zhenren sat down on the disciple of the sect for thousands of years of spiritual grass five plants, a bottle of Sanhua Dan, He Xuantian Sect Zichen Zhenren Jindan Dacheng, the immortal path is unlimited. ”

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"Qianzhen Chamber of Commerce, send a messenger to send three thousand-year-old spirit grasses and one hundred medium-grade spirit stones. ”

"The Southern Chu family sent a messenger to send a thousand-year-old Huoyun Iron and a hundred medium-grade spirit stones. ”

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"The ancient family of Qianxun Mountain sent a messenger to send two thousand-year-old spirit grasses and fifty medium-grade spirit stones. ”

"Qinghemen, send a messenger to send three thousand-year-old spirit grasses. ”

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With the three days sect, the six major factions, and the four major families taking the lead, and the sects and families with Jin Dan sitting in turn offering gifts, the face of the head of Jiang became more and more pale, and he was worried about whether the gift given by the Sanyang Sect was shabby?

At this time, Cheng Yunfan was also quite nervous. He had already walked out of the sudden situation of colliding with Xuantian Sect's senior brother Mo Wei before. Although I also heard from Li Changfeng afterwards that the woman who drew her sword against her turned out to be Mo Feng, the proud daughter of Xuantian Sect.

There are many legends and mysteries about this woman. It is said that she was born with the immortal weapon Qingshuang Sword, and she is the reincarnation of the immortals. The two immortal swords, Zidian and Qingshuang, came from the famous Sword Sect on the Xuanyuan Continent in the primeval period, and they were the treasures of its Zhenzong.

The two swords are combined, comparable to the artifact, and have the power of burning the sky and destroying the earth. Now that the holder of the Blue Frost Sword has been reincarnated, I wonder where the holder of the Purple Electric Sword is?

Cheng Yunfan thought so nonsense in the gift team.

At this time, a swordsman with a cold face sat on the stage in the middle of the ceremony, which was the protagonist of today's celebration, Xuantian Sect's new Jindan Zhenren, Zichen Zhenren.

Next to him sat a row of Jindan real people, most of them were Jindan real people of the six major factions, including the head of the Xuantian Sect, Ziyang Zhenren, the Fengming Zhenren of the Pure Yang Sword Sect, and the Muhe Zhenren of Baicaomen.

Behind them, there are two old men, who are even more mysterious, and they are obviously the Yuanying monks of the town. One is carrying two long swords, and he is the Cave Xuan Ancestor of the Pure Yang Sword Sect, and the other is the Chihe Ancestor of the Xuantian Sect.

Cheng Yunfan was far away and didn't see it clearly, if he got closer, he would notice that there were several people in it who had a relationship with him.

While he was thinking wildly, the monk from the Longhua Sect in front of him had already begun to offer gifts, and Cheng Yunfan was also busy cheering up, only to hear that the sect was offering two bottles of Dragon and Tiger Pill, which were the main pills for Jingjin Dan cultivation, and it was also decent, and it seemed that it was not a very good sect.

Finally it was Cheng Yunfan's turn, he stepped forward and bent down to salute the registered foundation building monk, and said, "The disciple of the Sanyang Sect presented a piece of bezoar stone on behalf of the sect, and twenty medium-grade spirit stones. ”

As soon as he finished speaking, the monk was stunned for a moment, he did not expect that the gift would drop so much at once.

The people who were watching the ceremony, including those who were waiting for the offering, all turned their heads to each other and began to discuss.

The one who sang the salute was also stunned for a moment.

Cheng Yunfan's face was embarrassed, of course he didn't know what this bezoar stone was for, he thought it was really too tattered, and his face suddenly turned red. Even the head of Jiang, who was sitting on the side watching the ceremony, and the disciples of the Sanyang Sect behind him, had hot faces, because they had already heard all kinds of discussions.

"What is the use of the bezoar stone?" asked a monk.

"What kind of sect is the Sanyang Sect, why haven't you heard of it?" said another monk.

"It's only twenty spirit stones, it's too cheap!"

"It is estimated that this sect does not even have Jindan real people, so why was it also posted as a gift. It's not going to be the autumn breeze and join in the fun. "There is even a monk's speculation.

Realizing that there was some change below, the Jindan monks who were chatting with each other on the stage were also surprised, and looked down to see what was happening, and even the two primordial old monsters who were talking also looked down with their divine senses.

"Is this kid?" Muhe Zhenren said in surprise, "What, the gift is too shabby?" Zichen Daoyou, don't dislike it, it's better to take over the scene for the sake of one side." ”

Zichen Zhenren next to him noticed that the little Qi cultivator with an embarrassed expression was very eye-catching in a group of gift-building monks, as if he remembered something: "Muhe Daoist said that he laughed, Lingnan and his party, he can also be regarded as my chance." If it weren't for that, I wouldn't have stepped into Jindan so quickly. ”

Feng Ming Zhenren of the Pure Yang Sword Sect next to him frowned and said, "Okay, Daoist Zichen, people are still stunned there, you can save the field." ”

Zichen Zhenren stood up at this time, cleared his throat and said: "This little brother, it turned out that he entered the Sanyang Sect, and he said goodbye outside Fengxian Town, and he was in a hurry for several years, and now when we meet again, it is also fate, and you come forward." ”

Cheng Yunfan was a little surprised, subconsciously looked at the head of Xiajiang, and saw that his face was good, and had signaled him to hurry forward.

Cheng Yunfan stepped forward.

The person who sang the salute was also smart and sensitive, and began to sing: "Sanyang Sect, send a disciple to present a copy of the bezoar stone on behalf of the sect, and twenty medium-grade spirit stones." ”

Cheng Yunfan had already walked to the front of the stage at this time, and was about to bend down to worship, but was supported by Zichen Zhenren: "Sanyang Sect, you have a heart!"

After that, he looked at Cheng Yunfan and said with a smile: "My generation's cultivation emphasizes chance, cause and effect, you gave me a cause and effect back then, and I will pay you back a cause and effect today." ”

He turned out a golden talisman with his sleeve and said, "This is a talisman I made with the golden fire sword, a magic weapon that I have just refined, and I will give it to you as a talisman." ”

Cheng Yunfan took it, and wanted to thank him again, but was stopped by Zichen Zhenren again: "Since you have stepped into cultivation, you should forge ahead all the way, and he will definitely have some cultivation one day." ”

Then he motioned for Cheng Yunfan to retreat.

The dedication and singing continued, but the following discussions did not stop, even on the stage.

"This little guy is not bad, he has stepped into cultivation, and we can be regarded as his guide. The red-robed old man behind the stage said with a smile to the old man with the sword on his back.

"Yes. The old man with the sword on his back stroked his beard and groaned, "It's just a pity that the Sanyang Sect, Huoyangzi and Yuyangzi are also a party figure back then, one is missing, the other is falling, since then this sect has no big tree to shelter, and it has plummeted, and his disciples and grandchildren are not arguing, hey!"

"Every family has a scripture that is difficult to read!" said the red-robed old man, "On that day, we old guys will not be able to survive the catastrophe, and the sect will be like this." ”

The two sighed slightly, changed the subject again, and continued to chat.

Ziyang Zhenren, the head of the Xuantian Sect on the stage, looked puzzled, and asked Zichen Zhenren beside him: "Senior brother, this disciple of the Sanyang Sect is your old man, since this is the case, why not introduce the sect?"

"That's not it, when I went to Lingnan with my uncle, I had no intention of meeting by chance and introduced Nanchu to practice. At that time, it was the Muhe Daoyou of Baicaomen, and I thought that Muhe Daoyou would lead him into Baicaomen. ”

Hearing this, Ziyang Zhenren let out an "oh" and said no more.

After Zichen Zhenren finished speaking, he glanced at Mu He beside him, Mu He seemed to guess what he meant, and said with a smile: "On that day, I didn't think so much about it because I was in a hurry, and when I thought that I could introduce it to the door in the future, I couldn't find anyone, and I was delayed." ”

This kind of casual explanation is regarded as unwarranted and laughed off.

That Fengming Zhenren, at this time, looked a little curious, and pondered for a moment before he spoke: "Muhe Daoyou, don't you think it's strange? Three or four years have passed, and his cultivation has barely progressed? Could it be that the Sanyang Sect has fallen to this point?"

Hearing this, Mu He smiled indifferently: "When I came, I met him once, and I thought it was strange at the time, just now I carefully investigated, and I saw that he should have re-cultivated his scattered skills, and his skills were mediocre before, extremely ordinary, and now his spiritual power is quite strong." ”

That makes sense. That Fengming Zhenren nodded suddenly realized, and half-jokingly said to Muhe Zhenren, "Muhe Daoyou, he has a good relationship with you, I'm afraid I will see you in the future." ”

When Mu He heard this, he was stunned for a moment, and then he felt very reasonable, so he said: "Don't talk about me, it's Fengming Daoyou, Zichen Daoyou, including the three senior uncles in our respective sects, aren't they all related to him, if I see it in the future, you can escape?"

As soon as these words came out, several people pursed their lips and smiled, and stopped talking.

At this time, there were those who envied Cheng Yunfan's good luck in the huge crowd, and there were also those who disdained it. Only two people in the Rakshasa Gate viewing procession frowned, thoughtful, one was thin and tall, and he had a seven-level cultivation of Qi training. If Cheng Yunfan sees it, he will definitely be able to recognize this person, since he is Zhu Cheng, the elder brother of the brothers surnamed Zhu who played a double reed in Xianyuan City that day.

There is also a white-clothed scholar who looks like a monk in the late stage of foundation building, who is also known to Cheng Yunfan, who once wanted to snatch the seal of the God Emperor in Qianyuan Mountain, and wiped out the Rakshasa monk Liang Jin in a mortal town in a fit of anger. Although he didn't recognize Cheng Yunfan as the person who seized the seal that day, he was already faintly suspicious in his heart, so he secretly said that he should investigate carefully.

Cheng Yunfan didn't know anything about this, at this time he had returned to the back of Master Jiang, who looked at him with great satisfaction, and said: "This is your chance, and it is also an opportunity of our Sanyang Sect, treat it carefully." ”

"Follow the instructions of the master. Cheng Yunfan nodded.

At this time, among the disciples, except for Yuan Qing'er, they all looked at Cheng Yunfan with a happy face. Even Nangong Wuji smiled at the corner of his mouth, touched his hand lightly, and whispered: "Senior brother, what a chance." ”

The gift was nearing the end, and at this time, a disciple of Xuantian Sect who built the foundation walked to the altar with one person, and said loudly: "Xuantian Sect disciple Qingliu Dai Qingwei Mountain Lu family, present a piece of galaxy gold, congratulations to Uncle Zichen Jindan Dacheng, the avenue can be expected." ”

"Qingwei Mountain Lu family?"

"What kind of family is it? I've never heard of it. ”

There was another round of discussion.

Even Na Muhe looked at Zi Chen curiously, and Zi Chen reluctantly said: "This is a distant relative of my Xuantian Sect disciple Qingliu, next to Sanyang Mountain, the highest cultivator in the door is a foundation building Great Perfection monk. ”