Chapter 122 The Bells of the Six Schools Are Equally Famous
Hearing what Age said to Chu Yan, Tu Xingshen and Bu Meng looked at each other, while Li Mu covered his mouth and turned his head away, but his body was trembling.
Chu Yan was frightened when he heard this, but he still smiled awkwardly and nodded in response.
"Master." Seeing Gao Wuneng coming, everyone stood up and bowed to Gao Wuneng.
Gao Wuneng nodded with satisfaction and said, "Sit all, there is no need to be too polite."
After sitting down, Gao Wuneng continued: "In the past six months, because Master, I am busy studying the destiny and destiny, this is the first time we, the master and the disciple, sat together for dinner, and I am very happy for the teacher."
"Your junior brother continues to take the head of the Nine Sons for Xuanfeng, and we will give him a cup." Gao Wuneng picked up the wine glass and looked at Chu Yan happily.
"Little Junior Brother, we respect you." Age and Li Mu also raised their glasses and looked at Chu Yan with a smile, with sincerity on their faces.
At this moment, at this moment, Chu Yan felt a touch in his heart. This feeling was only felt when he was having dinner with his father at home before. This was the feeling of home.
Very warm.
Chu Yan's nose was slightly sour and his eyes became wet. He picked up the wine glass in front of him and stood up.
"Thank you." Chu Yan closed his eyes and drank the wine in his glass.
Others also drank the wine and their faces were filled with smiles.
"My junior brother, this dish is called sweet mouth and sweet tongue, and this dish is called "Drink skin and feathers." Age tried his best to control his voice and continued to introduce it to Chu Yan.
When he heard Age's words, the feeling in his heart disappeared in an instant. Chu Yan suddenly had the urge to die for Age's low-level hints.
As a scholar, he couldn't stand Age's random idioms. He wanted to explain it to Age, but he didn't want to talk to Age.
Moreover, these three spiritual foods were more disgusting than the other, and Chu Yan was really hard to speak.
Chu Yan suddenly looked up, and he stood up and fisted and said, "Master, senior brothers, I'm going to the mirror world soon, but I'm not ready yet. I have to hurry up. You guys enjoy it slowly, don't pay attention to me, I'll first
Say goodbye."
"Senior Sister, thank you for your kindness." After saying that, Chu Yan didn't give them a chance to answer. His physical strength burst out and disappeared into the hall with a swish.
The breeze blew across the faces of several people, making them look at each other again. Ag's mouth flattened and his face was sad.
"Haha." Gao Wuneng laughed dryly and said awkwardly: "Your junior brother works very hard and looks very similar to you. We eat. It is not easy for Age to go out to sea to catch sea beasts. Don't waste her hard work."
Without Chu Yan, the atmosphere of the dinner was a bit dull.
The black pig Xiaoba replaced Chu Yan's position, and he enjoyed the three spiritual foods holding them, and made a "hum~" sound from his nose.
It seems to be saying that Chu Yan is too stupid and doesn't know how to enjoy it.
Two months later, the six top sects in the cultivation world all had bells ringing, and even some ancestors of some sects who were in seclusion came out of seclusion.
Han Dynasty, Zhenyan Sect.
Among the millions of mountains, there is a towering green mountain. There are many peaks on it, with golden halls and lofts everywhere, and the incense is full of incense.
On one of the highest mountain, there were many monks wearing yellow robes standing in the square in front of the hall.
The ancestor of Zhenyan Sect is a blond old man. The white Taoist robe is embroidered with a sun embroidered behind him and his body exudes a strong pressure. He stands on the altar in the sect square with a plain expression, but the many disciples behind the altar dare not look up.
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He held a bead in his hand, emitting a dazzling golden light, and there seemed to be flames burning on it, looking like a shrinking sun.
Han Dynasty, the gate of life.
Shengjimen is located on the border of Han. It is a huge forest, with trees that are extremely tall, and countless trees hundreds of feet tall.
Even if it is as high as a thousand feet, towering giant trees with a diameter of hundreds of feet still exist.
The location of Shengji Gate is located in the middle of the forest.
There is a tree here.
It is better to say that it is a mountain than a tree.
Because this tree is so big that it is more than ten thousand feet long, it is particularly conspicuous and spectacular in this vast giant forest, even in the world of cultivation.
The sect of Shengjimen is located on this tree. It is built on the tree branches as the foundation to build a loft hall, one layer after another, all the way to the top of the tree mountain, thus forming a miracle, like a miracle
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At this moment, at the top of the tree, in the center, there is an extremely huge temple, supported by many huge branches. There is a square floating in front of the hall, and there are many children of disciples standing on the square.
There was also an altar in front of these disciples. On the altar was a young man wearing a robe with a flaming pattern. He was beautiful, with pink and jade carvings, and his long red hair fluttered in the wind, attracting everyone's eyes.
A piece of ancient wood floated above his palms carved by jade, emitting a soft light, demonstrating the extraordinaryness of this thing.
Zhao Qian Kingdom, the sea of birth and death.
Although the Sea of Death and Life is covered by fog all year round, there is a place where the fog here is different from other areas, and the fog here is black.
If it was night, even if a monk passed by here, he would be frightened by the strange screams from the black fog. Sometimes, he could even see green flames flashing through it, which was extremely terrifying.
In the fog, there is no sun and there are many stone tablets on the earth, both large and small, located around a thousand feet of mountain.
In front of the mountain, there is a stone tablet that is as high as the mountain, with three large characters carved on it.
The strange door.
If someone is here, he will definitely be shocked to find that this mountain and this monument look like a magnified tomb.
Moreover, there are not uncommon here. At the foot of the big stone tablet, there are many people wearing skeleton robes, holding torches with green flames in their hands.
In front of them, there was also an altar. On the altar, there was a woman wearing a plain white robe and long hair hanging from the ground.
She held a white light ball on her palm, illuminating her face.
The woman's face was ordinary, a little gloomy, her face was pale and bloodless, and she was as powerful as Chu Yan's skin color at the time.
However, if you look carefully at the things in her hands, you will find that there is no light ball, it is clearly a white bone skull with white light.
The same is true for Wuxia Valley. Wei Yu stood on an altar like that. She put her hand behind her, erecting the roundness in front of her, as if waiting.
There is also an altar in front of the main hall of the Moying Sect, Mo Qingfan stood on it, holding the pitch-black beads in his hand. I don’t know what material it was made of, which made it feel so enchanting.
But if you look carefully, you will find that the bead in Mo Qingfan's hand is a eyeball!
Chapter completed!