I Just Want To Be Quiet

the next day.

The sky is bright, and inside and outside the gate of Zhongmingzong, there are already flowers everywhere, auspicious birds circling and flying in the sky, and lucky birds roaming in the ground.

The koi jumps over the waves, and the horned dragon turns over the clouds.

The long rainbow intertwined with blood and bones traverses the inside and outside, and all the disciples, deacons, elders... all put on uniform robes representing their own identity, refreshed, and greeted guests.

Deep in the inner door, in the void, a cloud platform rose up.

On the cloud platform, the tables, chairs and screens are displayed, and the golden bowls are neatly arranged.

Countless ghost waiters, corpse puppets, and blood demons transformed into gorgeous costumes, standing by the seat with their hands down, respectfully waiting to serve the guests.

The scorching sun shines down from the sky, reflecting thousands of splendor.

The majestic mountain gate appears in the vast sea of ​​clouds in the distance, and the various forces under the rule of Zhongmingzong are coming.

"There are clouds in the world, but I haven't seen the emperor's strong house, so I know that the emperor is respected." A cultivator of the alchemy stage stepped on the long bridge and walked to the Yuntai deep in the inner gate. On the way, he overlooked the vast sea of ​​clouds, the stars and peaks, and he couldn't help but feel excited. The sound transmission companion said, "I have been serving the Holy Sect for hundreds of years, and this is the first time I have seen such a scene."

His companion also excitedly said: "The Sect Master succeeded to the throne back then. Our cultivation base is low and our status is humble, and we are not qualified to come to watch the ceremony."

"Today I finally got to see the style of the Holy Sect, which is really heartbreaking..."

"As expected of the top sect in the Panya world!"

"It is my fortune to be able to serve such a holy sect!"

The cultivator of the Core Formation stage nodded slightly, and then said through a voice transmission: "I don't know if I can see the demeanor of the Holy Son during the ceremony..."

The companion said with envy: "It would be great if you could take a look at the Son of God. With the practice of returning to the virtual world, you will defeat the eight sect masters in a row. What a strength! What a Taoism! How domineering!"

"As long as I can see the Holy Son on this trip, it is worthwhile to offer a few more points..."

The cultivator of the Core Formation Stage nodded: "Yes, unfortunately, my status is still too low, and the cloud platform is too far from the throne of the suzerain..."

"By the way, who is that?"

The people nearby looked in the direction he pointed, but saw that above the sky, layers of mountains suddenly appeared, towering and heavy, and the clouds were surging.

The dark color is like a dye room, a line of green shirts fluttering, and the air is clear and ethereal, like a monk who has not touched the slightest red dust walking out of the mountains, only one step, and then stepped onto a certain cloud platform.

The gimbal was not too big, and it was a little embarrassing to carry these monks. Moreover, the tables, chairs, tableware and chopsticks are extremely simple, and it seems that they are only the result of taking materials from the barren mountains and chiseling a few times.

The most important thing is that this place is very far from the throne of the suzerain, and even almost sits with some big city lords in the Nascent Soul period.

The auras of the monks in the blue shirts were incompatible with Saint Dou. After stepping on the cloud platform, they quickly looked around. They all looked the same, but they didn't show any excitement.

"Jiuyi Mountain?"

"They actually came to watch the ceremony?"

The cultivator of the Core Formation Stage and the others watched this scene, and it took a moment for them to regain their senses, and they couldn't help but become more and more excited: "My holy sect is really happy!"

Immediately afterwards, there was a sword light piercing the sky, and the cold sword intent seemed to be piercing the bone, filling the world in the blink of an eye.

The brilliance dissipated, and the tall and straight figures of the sword cultivators had already appeared on a cloud platform next to Jiuyi Mountain.

Just like Jiuyi Mountain, Jianxiu of Cold Dark Sword Sect did not object to the shabbyness of Yuntai, but nodded slightly in the direction of Jiuyi Mountain, and then sat down silently.

The next one to show up was Yanxi City.

The icy blue gallop appeared in the void, and as the beasts galloped, the armor screeched loudly.

The cloud platform they appeared was a little closer to the throne of the sect master than Jiuyi Mountain and the Frost Sword Sect, but only a little bit. The guests on the side of the cloud platform, the cultivation base breath is generally the spirit.

There was another golden bell shaking, the emperor's chariot wheel, and the Nai Liu greedy dynasty entered the venue. As the bead curtain swayed, Gong Mian was graceful and dignified.

The seats of the Liu Greed Dynasty were farther ahead and wider than the sects that appeared first in Zhengdao, and the furniture such as tables and chairs were obviously a bit more luxurious. Nearby guests, there is the atmosphere of returning to the virtual period.

At the same time, huge flower branches were hanging down from the sky, and among the scattered ceilings and fallen flowers, one after another of beautiful figures appeared floating in the seat, all of them with green temples and red face, and the color was peerless.

The cloud platform that Su Zhentian had arranged was located between the Liuqing Dynasty and Yanxi City. After they appeared, they looked around and frowned slightly, but they didn't mean to open their mouths. After greeting all of you, the same Start to close your eyes and wait for the ceremony to start.

In this scene, the five sects entered the venue very quickly, but the shock caused by them spread out layer by layer like a tsunami.

On the Long Bridge of Blood Bone, many Chongming sects have their emotions up and down. Although the sect masters of the past dynasties have ascended the throne, although the major sects who are also the holy way will definitely come to the door to congratulate, the five sects of the right way will occasionally show up, but that is very rare.

Today, five sects have come together, and even the masters of one sect have come, and there are many high-level monks traveling together, which is unheard of!

"My holy sect, Daxing!" I hesitated for a moment, I don't know who said it first, and the whole long bridge of blood and bones shouted in unison, "Daxing! Daxing!!"

In the ecstasy like a tsunami of mountains and tsunamis, a huge glazed pagoda rose from the void, and a group of gray robes sat on the cloud platform at the head of the five sects of the righteous path.

Then came the Innate Sect, who were all white robes and golden rings, but their seats were higher than those of the Five Sects of the Right Path and the Reincarnation Tower.

All the seven sects have been seated. At this time, the three patriarchs of the Shishi Su, Fuguang Sihong, and Jiu'erli, all dressed in formal attire and with a respectful attitude, accompanied Wushi Mountain Villa and his party on the cloud platform closest to the throne of the suzerain.

That cloud platform is far higher than all the cloud platforms, and it is almost on an equal footing with the throne of the suzerain hanging high in the sky.

The area of ​​the cloud platform is also extraordinarily wide, and all the furnishings are gorgeous, even the tooth sticks are magic weapons.

Those who serve here are not ghosts, corpses, etc., but many carefully selected inner disciples with outstanding appearance.

All of them are gorgeous in robes, well-mannered, and respectful. They are called "immortals", "immortals", and "immortal emperors", which are completely the rules of the fantasy small sect.

Wushi Mountain Villa and his party are very satisfied!

The distinguished guests arrived, and in the void, there was a rumbling sound of heavy drums.

As the drum beat fell intensively, dignitaries from the Su clan, Si Hong clan, and Li clan, except the head of the family, appeared on the partially vacant cloud platform.

After that, it was the two current true heirs of the Holy Sect, Si Hongmiaoli and Si Hongduo, who led many disciples who had never served as waiters to go to the left and right two cloud platforms.

There is also a cloud platform diagonally above each of the two cloud platforms, but the latter is higher, but it is second only to the throne of the suzerain and the cloud platform where Wushi Mountain Villa is located. It has a larger area and more luxurious furnishings. There are many waiters, and they are all vermilion and jade.

The color of these two gimbals is like blood, and there are countless thin blood threads wandering between the clouds, which are different from other gimbals.

The drum sounded again, and Wanshan was silent.

The next moment, a figure in a black shirt with a sword appeared in the main seat of the blood-colored cloud platform on the left.

His robes are hunting, his breath is restrained and almost perfect, and his eyes are flat, it is Pei Ling!

As soon as he appeared, everyone's eyes immediately turned to him.

Pei Ling's expression didn't change at all, he took his seat and looked only at the **** cloud platform on the right.

But he saw Li Lieyue, who was wearing a black gauze dress and a holy maiden's crown, also quietly took his seat.

The two are facing each other, the Holy Son and the Holy Daughter, all with pure breath, surging mana, bone-aged soul, just in their youth, perfectly demonstrating the inheritance of the Holy Sect, just like the sun in the sky!