Everyone turned their heads and saw an old man wearing full armor flying from the sky.

"Ding Rongfei!"

"It's Ding Rongfei!"

Those who came to participate in the ceremony were all powerful people from the Void Realm of the Eight Sects, and they were very familiar with the old palace master of Xiaoyao Palace. This person came out and disappeared when he returned home. Many people present felt sad about the death of a rabbit and the fox.

Li Chao stood up and shouted into the sky: "Old Thief Ding, do you actually dare to show up?"

"A Chao, come back." Pei San called Li Chao, "Today is the ceremony of Brother Yang and Brother Zhang. What's the point of stating that you're using a knife and a gun."

Li Chao retreated, looked at Pei San with a vague look of admiration, thinking that the master expected was indeed good. This old thief Ding really came to Guixianliu to find Yang Gui.

"Oh, Lao Ding!" Yang Gui looked surprised, "Long time no see, I thought you couldn't come, what gift did you bring?"

"I……"

Ding Rongfei was talking, making Yang Gui so choked that he couldn't speak. The owner came up and asked the guest what gift he brought?

Ding Rongfei opened and closed his mouth several times, but he wanted to say something but stopped, but he wanted to stop talking and wanted to sort out his mind, but found that he had forgotten what he said.

"You, you, me, this..."

"Why don't you take your seat first?" Zhang Sanfeng looked amiable, "Everyone is waiting."

"That's fine." Ding Rongfei kept his head down and found a seat alone.

The powerful people in the Void Realm will not come alone. Most of them brought a lot of proud disciples from the sect, otherwise no one would take the gifts. The powerful people in the Void Realm could not carry them over with a shoulder pole.

All the eight major sects came to celebrate, and other small sects and casual cultivators naturally flocked to them. The last one was Jiang Meng, the elder of the Void Realm of Wanxiang Sect. He came with the joint publishing contract of Wanxiang Tower. Although he came the latest, he could be said to be the most sincere.

It can be said that in the depths of Dayan Mountain, the land above Tianhongshui Palace has never been so many people since the opening of the Jiuzhou Continent. It is very lively.

With the attention of everyone, Yang Gui walked onto the rostrum. "Thank you for coming to the Guixianliu ceremony. Next, I will say a few briefly. Since the opening of Jiuzhou... Later, six thousand years ago, Emperor Yu was born, and Jiuzhou was the first time..."

It took four hours to talk. When Yang Gui was in school, the principal had to call him "Teacher" when he saw this scene.

"Now, above the Jiuzhou... Therefore, I mainly explain the proposal of our Guixianliu in three points. First, first..."

Not to mention those acquired disciples, even the innate strong people, they felt that the "god" was "buzzing" in the Niwan Palace, and they were filled with boredom from their brains to their chests, and the powerful people in the virtual realm were also full of haggard faces.

They originally thought that by hiding the gods into heaven and earth, they could escape Yang Gui's output by hiding the "God" in other corners of the world, but they didn't know that Yang Gui used the "Thousand Miles of Soul Search and Sound Transmission Method" to shake their gods out of heaven and earth again, forcing them to listen.

Several powerful people in the virtual realm almost turned against each other. Later, they thought about the tragic situation of the Emperor Yu Sect three months ago, so they forced them down.

There were several outstanding acquired disciples from the sects who were brought by the elders of the master. They were originally regarded as a good thing that everyone was fighting for. The opportunity to meet more than a dozen virtual powerhouses was extremely rare, but now they just felt it was a torment.

An elderly genius disciple asked the elder with a grievance, "Master, when will Senior Yang end? I'm hungry!"

"Shh..." The master quickly covered his disciple's mouth. Don't say you are hungry, the master is hungry. The question is whether he can provoke others? Listen honestly, Master will take you some good food in the future.

Two more hours later, everyone present fell asleep in a slight manner. Then Yang Gui said: "Okay, what I want to say today is these three points..."

"it's over?"

Some people even couldn't help but jumped up and cheered. Seeing the surrounding environment, they carefully covered their mouths and sat back. But looking at the expressions of the people around them, they obviously felt the same.

But Yang Gui changed his mind, "I will add a few more points in the end, first..."

"Ghost, it's almost the same." Pei Sandu looked sick, "Do you give me a face? Don't fart anymore. I'll do it again!"

I think that he had never suffered such grievances in his two lives. Even when he was Xiang Fanchen in his previous life, Bimani Temple forced him to go out of the master, and he had never been so depressed.

He finally nodded secretly after he didn't deal with Pei San. God knew what the surname Yang was. He was practicing Zen in the temple. He was tormenting the sing of Fanyin Zen. He wanted to move the statue of Master Shakyamuni from the platform and ask Yang Gui to sit on it.

"Yu Yukouba." Yang Gui glanced at Pei San. He could not beat this guy now. Give him face. When he became the strongest man in the future, he would tie up the old guy and force him to listen for three days and three nights. He waved his hand and said, "Dinner!"

"boom!"

The bottom was instantly in anger. These innate powerful men and disciples of acquired geniuses have never been so eager to eat in their lives.

It seemed that the victims who had never eaten enough food in their lives, even the powerful people in the Void Realm were scattering their rice crazily regardless of their face.

With food in his stomach and blood supply to his brain, he could think about some things. Shen Gongtu suddenly stopped chopsticks and asked, "Hey, brothers, among the farts Yang Gui just said, is there any promise he would never compete for hegemony?"

"Oh my goodness!"

Everyone was stunned, and then shouted and cursed. They were just hiding away from his magic sound and forgetting the matter. This time they came together, one of the biggest purposes was to hear this sentence with their own ears and confirm Yang Gui's promise of "destroying his martial arts."

But I forgot to listen to the key information.

"This old boy is a thief!" Wu Xuanzong slapped the table, and two fish jumped up, one into his mouth, and the other into Xueying's belly. He cursed and did not forget to eat it. Otherwise, he would say that he was a powerful person in the virtual realm, and he was thinking attentively.

"Brother, stop eating, hurry up and work together what he said just now. I saw that he said nothing." Zou Tianchang was so angry that he thought about this. Who would have expected that after finally finishing listening, he would have to review it again by himself?

This chapter is not finished yet, please click on the next page to continue reading the exciting contents behind it! "Amitabha, come first." Finally, he recited the Buddha's name. He usually recited the most scriptures, and was the most resistant to this kind of mental pollution. He could remember the most. He said it from his mouth like chanting sutras and singing Zen.

Everyone felt their minds buzzing. Finally, their eyes became brighter and brighter. Perhaps after they went back, they could use Yang Gui's words to replace the Buddhist scriptures left by Master Shakyamuni, so that the sound wave attack method of Mani Temple can be further improved.

In the end, the strong men from several major sects barely spelled Yang Gui's words together more than 90%, and I was sure that Yang Gui did not promise not to dominate the world.

Everyone rushed towards Yang Gui with their weapons angrily on the spot and asked, "Yang Gui, what do you mean? Did you promise not to compete for hegemony? Go back on your word, you are still a powerful person in the virtual realm!"

"Who said I went back on my word?" Yang Gui spread his hands and looked at Pei San, "I was about to say that Pei San wouldn't let me say it."

"Pei San!"

The seven major sects were already afraid of Pei San, who suddenly appeared and destroyed Xiaoyao Palace, and now they were even more furious, "Why are you doing to interrupt him?"

"You are careful when you speak. If it weren't for my master, you would still be destroyed!" Li Chao stretched out his sword and glared at the powerful people in the Void Realm of the seven major sects.

"Hey, Baimei Xiao Thief, there are so many powerful people in the Void Realm present, do you really think it is your master who can cover the sky with one hand?" Ding Rongfei, who has a mortal hatred with the Heavenly God Palace, said sarcastically: "It's just a coward who is not sneaking attacks in other sects. Do you still want to make the world happen?"

"Guizi, do you care?" Pei San ignored these people at all. It was not a pervert like Yang Gui. It was not enough for Pei San to fight alone. "If you don't care, I'll do it, don't say I won't give you face."

Yang Gui looked at Pei San deeply. This old boy will become the strongest man in the future and must be carefully curated.

His luck started, and the voice spread throughout the Dayan Mountains: "People, why are you anxious? I, Yang Gui, announced that Guixianliu will never participate in the battle for hegemony in the nine provinces, and will never raise an army to occupy the city. If someone in his descendants violates it, the world will fight together. How about it, right?"

Yang Gui used the method of internal strength in the martial arts world. His tone was plain and his voice was not loud, but he was so clear that he was like lying in his ear and whispering, and he was sent to every corner of Dayan Mountain from afar.

Not to mention ordinary Void Realm powerhouses, even Pei San was secretly shocked. You should know that even Void Realm powerhouses must follow the iron rule that the louder the sound and the farther they spread, and there is no such ability as Yang Gui.

"Okay! President Yang is a man!"

Since Yang Gui has been expressed and has shown his strength again, naturally no one will try to find fault after being twisted. The Mani Temple finally took the lead in expressing its agreement, and the other sects nodded one after another.

The ceremony ended, and he had enough food and drink. Since then, the "Guixianliu" sect was completely established on the Jiuzhou Continent. People evacuated one after another. Ding Rongfei leaned over and said, "President Yang, you and I must cooperate!"

"Oh, please tell me." Yang Gui poured him a cup of tea and signaled him to come slowly.

"I have nothing else to say. My Xiaoyao Palace is willing to practice the path of Yang Zheng Guixianliu, establish a sect of pure warriors and strong people, only operate in the rivers and lakes, do not rule the population, and organize the army. How about it?"

"Okay." Yang Gui nodded, "Go. If you need any experience support, we can help you."

"No, it's over?" Ding Rongfei was a little unacceptable, just go for whatever.

"I can follow the path you said, but Pei San disagrees. Think about it, the first sect that responded to your proposal was chased by an old force like the Tianshen Palace at that time. Your Master Yang was also wiped out. Doesn't it mean that Master Yang's approach is not feasible?"

"No!" Yang Gui raised his hand and called Pei San: "Asan, you can do it!"

Pei San's face was thrusting. Is this grandson so revenge? Pei San walked over, glanced at Ding Rongfei, and asked, "What, what's wrong?"

Yang Gui pointed at Ding Rongfei: "Old Ding wants to build a new Xiaoyao Palace. You can let him go, don't chase him."

"Okay." Pei San nodded.

"Hey, it's OK." Yang Gui turned around and said to Ding Rongfei.

Ding Rongfei:?

"No, you two are together, right? Are you playing with me?" Ding Rongfei was furious, "Is that what I mean?"

"Ah~" Yang Gui dragged his voice, "No, your sect that has been in Xiaoyao Palace for more than 3,000 years, won't you expect others to avenge you? No, no, right? I've won you all the development space. I'll strengthen my sect and beat Pei San to a sect in the future!"

Pei San's face twitched a few more times and said, "That's right, Old Thief Ding, if you have the ability to make a comeback with Xiaoyao Palace and destroy my Tianshen Palace, it will be your ability."

"I agree to Brother Yang's suggestion. You can rebuild your sect wherever you go. Even if you say that your hometown is hard to leave, I can also draw two more mountains for you in Qingzhou. How about it, is it interesting?"

"That's great!" Yang Gui punched the palm of his spreading hand, "How is it, Lord Ding?"

"I, I..." Ding Rongfei was obviously unwilling to let it go, but there was a vague voice in his heart, telling him that since all the sects could be rebuilt, he should avoid swearing at them and leave them to the future.

"Old thief Ding, I have agreed with you that we will let you go, but if you come and seek death by yourself, don't blame us for killing me." Li Chao stared at Ding Rongfei, he was a little unwilling to accept it, but since the master agreed, he had to agree.

"That's what it means. You can't say that you are a virtual realm and you are not allowed to fight back." Yang Gui nodded: "If you were killed by the Heavenly God Palace because of this, then we can't control it."

"Hmph! Yes!" Ding Rongfei thought for a long time, finally agreed hatefully, glared at Pei San and Li Chao, turned around and took off and flew away.

"Look, he is so popular." Yang Gui looked at Ding Rongfei's back as he walked away and said, "Okay, A San, you're doing a good job. I can't wait for you to get Hongtiancheng."

This chapter is not over, please click on the next page to continue reading! "Can you stop calling me that? You always sound like you have bad intentions." Pei San didn't know what an Indian is, but he always felt that this title was full of sarcasm, "After all, I am a powerful man in Dongxu, give me some respect."

"Then don't call me a turtle in the future." Yang Gui glanced at him, "The new issue printed on the Wanxianglou today should have come out. The congratulatory name given to me by the Wanxiangmen is Turtle Fairy, and I will call it that from now on."

Pooh!

Pei San’s master and disciple looked at him with contempt. What “the Wanxiang Gate gave you” is clearly what you ask for by yourself, and you think we are stupid?

Pei San was not confused about this matter and continued: "It's easy to say, but Hongtian City has Hongtian armor, which is the second only to the strongest armor. I may not be able to retain the two innate lives of Hongtian City."

"That doesn't matter. If you can have two innate left, according to my method, their sects can be rebuilt. What's the point of being destroyed? It's better to have one of the eight major sects, kill the chicken to warn the monkeys, let them know that if they don't transform into a new sect, they will only be destroyed by the Heavenly God Palace."

Yang Gui didn't care, "Oh, by the way, we have already established a sect, and we will send a group of innate strong men to open martial arts schools in various cities. Please support it more. Last time you didn't come, I told the eight major sects that you are now in the position of Lao Ding, so please support it."

"That's easy to say." Pei San agreed without hesitation. It was just a martial arts hall. In the eyes of traditional old forces, only an invasion was considered an invasion by the army. A martial arts hall that only spreads its own kung fu is nothing. "What's your guild hall called?"

"Then you have to ask?" Yang Gui said naturally: "My name is Guixianliu. Of course, this martial arts hall is called... the world's No. 1 Martial Arts Hall!"
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