Chapter Fifty-Nine: The Immortal Family Event

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As soon as they stepped into the Lianyun Dao Sect, the rich aura came to their faces, and the juniors in the Qi Refining Foundation Period couldn't wait to sit down and meditate and cultivate immediately, some of them had improper mental skills, and their eyes had begun to shoot out crazy and greedy colors, and they couldn't help but peek at the spiritual flowers and plants planted around them.

The Jindan monks who came to the Lianyun Dao Sect for the first time, looked at the various spiritual peaks in the distance, but there was a bitterness in their hearts, if they could enter the Lianyun Dao Sect, I am afraid that there would also be their own side of the world, but unfortunately now as a loose cultivator, they are destined to only survive in the cracks of these big factions, and their lives are in danger at any time.

Thinking of this, everyone's killing intent rose sharply, and today is bound to turn the world upside down.

Wandao Tianzun took everyone's expressions into his eyes one by one, and a meaningful smile appeared on the corner of his mouth.

Lingyun Fairy has great sense, and he naturally knows the performance of the people behind him, but he doesn't make any moves.

The two walked side by side, the man was heroic, the woman was radiant, like the most suitable pair in the world, who knows, but each has its own thoughts.

Ye Bai walked behind Ren Zhengyuan, and his heart was also very excited, ten years later, when he returned to the sect, every grass and tree made him feel very cordial, and even the Cloud Dao Sect seemed to have no change, as peaceful and peaceful as ever.

It was the low-level disciples who stood guard everywhere, trying to restrain their inner fears, looking at the group, and there were still a few familiar faces.

Lingyun Fairy led everyone to the northwest, Ye Bai knew that this was going to Sendai, where Lianyun Dao Sect usually greeted visiting guests.

Turning around a babbling Sennangi Bridge, hundreds of stone steps leading to the top of the mountain immediately come into view, and the top of the mountain is where you come to Sendai.

"It seems that there are a lot of old friends here!" Ren Zhengyuan muttered to himself as he felt dozens of powerful breaths coming from the top of the mountain.

Fairy Lingyun turned around, glanced at him with clear eyes, and said, "Isn't this exactly what Daoist friends expected? ”

Ren Zhengyuan smiled bitterly, but knew that Lingyun was not aimed at him, but Wandao Tianzun.

Everyone climbed the stairs, and every sound of footsteps falling on the stone face was incomparably clear, echoing in the mountains. There was a dull sound, like thunder, one step at a time, and the disciples in the Qi refining period even had a feeling that their hearts were about to jump out of their chests, which was extremely depressing.

Ye Bai took Wan Qing's hand and entered a vitality to help her calm her heartbeat, Wan Qing looked back at him, smiled sweetly, and felt a little at ease.

Walking up a stone staircase, countless eyes immediately intertwined in the air, messy, but implied the sword light and sword shadow.

"It's really a great event!"

Wandao Tianzun smiled slightly, looked around with a look of deep meaning, and took a few steps closer and said: "Thousand Crane Daoist, Wandao came uninvited, I don't know if there is a seat for me?"

Sitting in the front row of Xiangshang in the north were the other six of Lianyun's seven sons, sitting there, expressionless, powerful, soaring into the sky.

Behind the six people, there were more than a dozen figures standing tall and tall, silent as an abyss, all of them were genius disciples that Ye Bai had always longed to surpass in his heart.

Qianhezi sat in the middle, gray and white robes, simple face, white beard and white hair, and gentle eyes, the first person in the face of the various factions of the Song Kingdom, stood up, smiled incomprehensibly, and said: "I knew that all the Taoist friends of the Scattered Cultivation Alliance were coming, the old Taoist has been waiting for a long time, Wan Dao, I haven't seen you for many years, you are still the same, so you love to laugh." ”

Chizuruko's voice is clear and healthy, without the slightest oldness, falling in everyone's ears, unhurried, making people feel his confidence and calmness.

Wandao Heavenly Venerable smiled, and under the guidance of the disciples of the Lianyun Dao Sect, he led everyone to sit in the empty position in the west.

Lingyun Fairy and Thousand Cranes said hello and sat down in their seats.

Ye Bai was not familiar with the bigwigs of other sects, so he was not much surprised. Hiding in the crowd, he looked at the middle-aged man sitting at the bottom of Chizuruko, his teacher "Edgeworthy" Bu Yuan.

I haven't seen him for ten years, and this monk, who was known as the most beautiful man in the cultivation realm of the Song Kingdom, already has some gray hair and a handsome face, which seems to have been weathered by the years and shows a trace of wrinkles. Only the spine that is still straight speaks of his pride and unyieldingness.

As if sensing the gaze of others, Bu Yuan's sword eyebrows flashed in his eyes, and he looked in Ye Bai's direction, Ye Bai couldn't bow his head, and the eyes of the two instantly met together.

Ye Bai suddenly only felt empty, his mind was blank, and all the voices outside his body gradually disappeared.

Bu Yuan looked at Ye Bai in a daze, his eyes lit up, this was perhaps the most depressing moment in his cultivation career, surprised, puzzled, confused, countless emotions appeared in his eyes one by one, until he finally closed his eyes.

Ye Bai came to his senses and knew that Bu Yuan must have recognized him, although he didn't ask immediately for some reason, but the mind that master and apprentice had cultivated over the years would never be wrong.

"Brother Ye, what's going on?" Wan Qing saw that his face was a little pale, and said with concern.

Ye Bai shook his head vigorously and said, "It's nothing, don't worry." Ren Zhengyuan glanced back at him, his expression was dark, as if he had noticed something, but he did not speak.

"Hahahaha", a heroic long laugh pulled Ye Bai back to reality.

A fat man on the east seat stood up and said, "Wandao, you haven't been out and around for many years, haven't you forgotten all your old friends?"

This person looks average, but the momentum is magnificent, as if he wants to attract everyone's attention anytime and anywhere, and compares everyone else to the next, the bright red robe is extremely eye-catching, embroidered with the sun, moon and stars, each one is like a living thing, attracting everyone's attention to the past, unable to leave.

Wan Dao Tianzun said with a smile: "Junior Brother's Yuanming Island, spiritual energy is scarce, and it is not as good as Brother Dao's Youxian Palace, if you don't concentrate on cultivation, I'm afraid that sooner or later you will give someone an old nest." ”

The fat man recalled: "For my brother, I miss the old days when I swam with my arms and roared the mountains and rivers, I only hate mundane affairs, and I can't get rid of it, and I don't have that kind of mood anymore, and now I have fallen to the point where I want to come to Brother Qianhe and ask for a bowl of rice for the sake of the younger disciples, I am really ashamed!"

"Exactly! I hope that the Taoist friend of Qianhe will guide us to a clear road!" Suddenly interjected was a middle-aged Taoist beside the fat man, this person looked like he was fifty or sixty years old, sitting there, serious, without the slightest wavering, the old monk was settled, and the sudden sound clearly entered everyone's ears, with a long history of vicissitudes, which made people dare not underestimate it.

Qianhezi looked at the three people who were suddenly in trouble and had guns and sticks in their words, smiled calmly, and said, "The old Taoist is old, and I hope that a few Taoist friends will make it clear." ”

The low-level monks, listening to the conversations of these Jindan bigwigs, all had a feeling of chilling all over their bodies, as if a big war would break out at any time.