I Just Want To Be Quiet

A few days later.

Heavy Mingzong.

The mountain gate opened wide.

The huge portal, like ten thousand high mountains, stands tall and looming in the sea of ​​clouds, but it gives people a sense of solidity and solidity.

The appearance of this main gate means the opening of the Chongmingzong Guardian Formation.

Today, it is the grand ceremony of the new generation of saints of the Chongming Sect. The saints will welcome guests from all directions. In order to demonstrate the sect's demeanor, it is also out of confidence in the strength of the sect. , Can come and go freely!

A huge Hongqiao slowly emerged from behind the mountain gate, leading to the depths of the clouds.

This is the way of welcoming guests that the Chongmingzong will use only during important celebrations.

The end of the Hongqiao bridge passes through the mountains and rivers and the sea of ​​clouds, and finally falls on a suspended platform in the air.

This platform is like a cliff cut off by the middle, after being turned upside down, it floats up in the air.

On the fallen mountain at the bottom, there are many plants and trees growing, and a considerable number of birds and beasts inhabit.

The upper platform is as smooth as a mirror, and the whole is paved with pale blue stone bricks.

This platform is connected to dozens of similar large and small platforms with a smaller Hongqiao. The largest of them, the wind and mist linger, even if separated from a very long distance, you can feel the cold in it.

And the powerful fluctuations that have been intentionally restrained inside, but still faintly spread.

A young monk who came with his elders to congratulate him, looking curiously, but his eyesight turned to the extreme, but only a cloud of chaos was seen.

"Snapped."

His elders noticed, slapped over without hesitation, and then hurriedly dragged the person away.

After taking a seat in the corner, the sound transmission yelled: "Don't be presumptuous! That is the seat of the Sect Master and today's distinguished guests!"

"Guest? What distinguished guest?" The young monk was obviously very pampered. He was cleaned up a lot, and he was not afraid. He asked in a curious voice, "How powerful is Xuanjiabao, but he can only sit at the forefront of our platform, but I don't know who can let the Saint Sect Master treat him personally?"

The elders hummed: "The children are young, ignorant, and ignorant! Even if there is a super elder in Xuanjiabao, in the final analysis, it is just a vassal family under the rule of the Saint Zong."

"Today is the ceremony for the ascension of the saint, what a great event!"

"The Holy Sect's reign to congratulate is just the icing on the cake. The real highlight is that the sects who sit on par with the Holy Sect come to congratulate..."

"It's fine with the other big sects, the Tianshengjiao, the Reincarnation Tower, the Wushi Mountain Villa...but they will definitely be there!"

"and……"

Before I finished speaking, I saw two disciples of the Inner Sect of the Chongming Sect, leading a delicate-looking female sister in plain clothes to step onto the Hongqiao and walk towards the platform next door.

The woman in plain clothes was only sixteen or seventeen years old, and her facial features were quite exquisite, but her skin, which was originally fair and delicate, was engraved with dense runes!

There was a five-story stone pagoda with a finger length hanging from his waist, which was inconspicuously dusty.

The elders who were explaining to the teenagers had their pupils shrunk slightly, and quickly reminded: "Don't go to see the female sister!"

The young man Yiyan turned his gaze away, wondering: "Above the ceremony, even a disciple of the Reincarnation Tower, dare to make trouble in the Holy Sect?"

"That's not a disciple of the Reincarnation Tower." The elder said in a deep voice, "The stone tower on her waist is certainly the property of the Reincarnation Tower disciple, but its inspiration is exhausted. It is obviously taken from the Reincarnation Tower disciple, and the owner of the stone tower is dead! On such occasions, the four great sects were all watching from above, and she dared to show off the stone tower so openly... She is from Wushi Mountain Villa!"

"Wushi Villa!" The boy was suddenly awe-inspiring.

Not only him.

On the huge platform, 70% to 80% of the monks were already seated. When the arrogance was intertwined, it was very lively, but after the plainclothes female sister passed by, there was no sound.

As a result, several other Waizong Tianjiao were led to the next platform, waiting for the ceremony to begin, all the monks were silent and did not dare to look too much.

After a long while, on a small and empty platform, the cold air was permeated, and the lines of the formation gradually appeared.

After a while, a black light flashed, and a group of disciples of the Chongming Sect appeared instantly.

The leader is Li Lieyue!

Today, she still wears a black gauze skirt, but the long hair that has always been scattered behind her, loosely twirled, wearing a flower crown woven like a thorn.

Crimson-red double-petaled flowers bloomed between the thorns. The color of the flowers was like blood stains that were about to dry up.

Behind her, Zhou Miaoli and Su Zhenhe stood side by side.

Behind it is the master of the three meridians on the inner door, and Li Hange is among them!

On an occasion like today, everyone is dressed ceremoniously, but at this moment, all eyes from all directions, including the platform where the chaos and mist linger, are all focused on Li Lieyue.

Swipe...

With ordinary gaze, Li Lieyue, a family arrogant, has long been used to it.

The eyes cast by the suzerain alone seemed to be substantive, heavily suppressed.

This kind of pressure, even with the cultivation base of the Yuan Ying period, should not be underestimated!

However, Li Lieyue's expression was calm and his expression did not change at all. He bowed slightly and bowed to the platform of the Sect Master and the esteemed guests from the outer sect.

The next moment, Zhou Miaoli and others behind her, as well as many guests who came to attend the ceremony, stood up one after another, bending over to congratulate the protagonist.

"You don't need to be polite." In the chaotic fog, a gentle man's voice came out, with a little magnetism, sweet in the ears, and it made people feel good, without the slightest nonsense, straight to the point. "The true legend of our sect is Li hunting the moon, breaking the pill and condensing the infant a month ago, and wants to ascend the position of the saint."

"Today, you have come from afar to testify for it."

"Monitoring Palace Master."

Upon hearing the command of the Sect Master, the Palace Master in a purple robe immediately responded: "Sect Master!"

Sovereign said briefly: "Ascend to the blood of the saint."

The Master of the Supervision Hall bowed his hand: "Yes."

Only when the words fell, the sea of ​​clouds surging freely among the many floating platforms, instantly stagnated, as still as a picture scroll.

After two breaths, the sea of ​​clouds boiled as if boiled all at once!

The platform for the guests and the disciples of the sect was as solid as a mountain. However, the people present, except for a few people with advanced cultivation, felt a strong heart palpitations!

Some monks even changed their complexions on the spot, their hands and feet trembled, and they couldn't even hold their teeth!

It seems that there is some kind of unexplainable great horror, and it is about to come!

After a short while, the sea of ​​clouds separated silently, and a blood-colored throne like a mountain rose slowly.

The throne is meticulously crafted, with a bright red color, like a pearl inlaid on the top of the peak.

And before the throne, there are tens of thousands of **** stairs!

Countless patterns of demons, ghosts, corpses and puppets were carved on those stairs, the cold air was permeated, the malice was overflowing, and the blood rushed into the sky!

When the throne rose to almost the same height as the main platform, the supervisor of the palace said in a deep voice: "The truth is Li Hunting the moon, the blood ladder of tens of thousands of races."

"The rules of the saint sect, all the saint sons and saints cannot be in place unless they pass the blood ladder of the ten thousand races!"

"Today, we are my witness, we walked through the blood ladder of ten thousand races, and we are the saint of our sect!"

"If you can't make it consciously, you can step back at this moment."

Under all eyes, Li Lieyue's tone was flat: "Nine A Lie hunting for the moon, never retreat."

Before she finished her words, she stepped out and instantly appeared under the blood ladder of the ten thousand races.

The black gauze skirt is lightly swinging, and he has already stepped onto the first blood ladder!

From this moment on, there is no chance to repent.

Either complete the blood ladder of the ten thousand races and ascend the position of the saint; or, on the way to the death, the death will disappear!