Moreover, there is a formation attached to the jade pendant, which is difficult for others to imitate. It is a symbol of the identity of the Wuji Sect Foundation Building True Person. Mo Wentian and Lei Wanshan each have one, and they are usually worn on the waist of their robes.

After Gu Aoxue bowed and stepped aside, Mo Wentian took out another jade pendant from his arms and said in a deep voice: "Ye Wuying came forward to listen to the seal!"

Ye Wuying walked forward with a respectful look and also fell to the ground with one knee.

Mo Wentian said with a majestic expression: "Ye Wuying, you have successfully built the foundation and become the fourth real person in this sect. I will give you the title of "Dark Real Person!"

"Dark Master, thank you for giving the title of the real person!" Ye Wuying responded respectfully, leaned on the ground and kowtowed three times, stood up and took the jade pendant with both hands, then retreated respectfully.

After the two of them turned around, all the twenty-four masters welcomed them forward and shouted in unison:

"I wish Elder Gu to be named Xuanbing Zhenren, and to go further, and to never die forever, and to enjoy the immortal life forever!"

"I wish Elder Ye a title of Dark Real Person, to go further, and to never die forever, and to enjoy the immortal life forever!"

They shouted dozens of times in a row, one louder than the other. The sound broke through the sky, and the entire mountain heard echoes.

After the disciples of Mo Wentianyou filled the wine cups, he raised his glass to greet him and laughed: "Dear leaders and fellow practitioners who came to watch the ceremony, it is really gratifying to add two foundation-building real people to this sect! I have prepared hundreds of jars of spiritual wine, so let's stop drunk!"

"Master Mo, we are very honored to be a grand event in the sect! We will not return without getting drunk!" The heads of the sects responded, and all raised their wine cups with respect and raised their heads to dry up the wine in the cup.

Mo Wentian laughed loudly and was about to deliver the wine cup to his mouth, but at this moment, a sudden barking of dogs suddenly came from the direction of Wuji Peak.

He couldn't help but frowned, held the wine cup back in his hand, and said, "I didn't expect it! The colleagues from Lion Camel Ridge came so quickly?"

As soon as he finished speaking, he put the wine cup back to the seat and laughed: "Dear Masters, there are distinguished guests coming to this sect. I will go down to greet them. You will continue to drink and have fun here and talk about Taoism. After a while, I will go and come back."

The heads of all sects knew very well, and they were afraid that Xiong Batian from Lion Camel Ridge came to seek revenge, but when they saw Mo Wentian's light and light expression, they seemed to not take this matter at all, and they felt inexplicably relaxed. Several of them shouted loudly: "Master Mo, it's not too late to go after drinking the wine in the glass!"

Mo Wentian laughed and said, "It's okay, after you pass by fellow Taoists from Shitu Ridge, it's not too late to come up the mountain to drink!"

After saying that, he walked towards the mountain with his hands behind his back. The golden sunlight shone on his back, dragging a long shadow.

Both the Demon-Breaking True Man and the True Man Lei Hu both had different expressions. They both stood up one after another, followed Mo Wentian and headed towards the bottom of the mountain.

Only the real person was silent, his face was changing, and he didn't know what he was thinking. He sat in the seat but didn't move.

When Mo Wentian came to the mountain gate, Lei Wanshan led his disciples back to the mountain gate, with a solemn expression across the mountain protection formation. They didn't know what was going on? They just heard the warning from the patrol dog in front of the mountain gate and learned that the hostile monk was approaching Mount Mang.

Seeing the head of the sect went down the mountain in person, Lei Wanshan looked relaxed, led all the disciples to greet him, bowed and said, "See the head of the sect!"

Mo Wentian nodded and returned his greetings, walking through the disciples, but at this moment, his heart moved slightly, a sneer appeared on the corner of his mouth, and then he walked out of the mountain protection formation with his hands behind his back.

Although the Demon-Breaking True Man and the True Man Lei Hu belong to different camps, the two saw Mo Wentian walking and the flowing water and clouds, Shi Shiran couldn't describe the relaxed and freehand painting, as if everything was completely in mind.

Both of them were confused and didn't understand what Wuji Sect had to rely on? Not only did the Lion Camel Ridge have Xiong Batian who was about to be promoted to the late stage of Foundation Establishment, but there were also two major guardians with the middle stage of Foundation Establishment. But the Wuji Sect in front of him could not compete with?

With full of questions, the two followed Mo Wentian's footsteps and walked outside the mountain gate.

But at this moment, at the end of his sight, six rays of light suddenly flashed. When he opened his eyes carefully, six figures were coming over with swords.

Mo Wentian looked at the six figures, but his eyes narrowed tightly and shouted loudly: "Is the person coming from Shitu Ridge? I am Mo Wentian, the head of Wuji Sect."

The six sword lights suddenly arrived, and fell dozens of feet away from the mountain gate, and six figures appeared. Among them, one of them was two or three times the size of an ordinary person, standing there quietly, as if it was a small hill.

This person was Xiong Batian from Lion Camel Ridge. At this time, he was already very angry. His face was covered with beard and his eyes were red with red as a copper bell. He said in a roaring voice: "You are the head of Wuji Sect, but that's just right. I want to ask you, where is the real person of the lion in this sect?"

His voice sounded like giorgio. Even the heads of the sects far away on the Thousand Peak could hear it clearly. They all stopped the bamboo chopsticks and changed their expressions when they looked at each other.

Mo Wentian took out the Feng Ling Fan from the treasure trophy, shook it gently in his hand, and said calmly: "But I don't know what to call this fellow Taoist from Shituling?"

Before Xiong Batian could speak, two figures jumped out from his side and came forward and scolded, "I'm really arrogant. When I saw Xiongba from Shicao Ridge, I didn't come forward to kneel down?"

Mo Wentian narrowed his eyes and used insight to check it out. The two people who spoke were in the early stage of foundation building, and only had about 350 magic power. He could easily kill such a low-powered real person with a low-powered and weak look, and said coldly: "I am talking to your leader. What are you two? Get off!"

The two elders of the Lion Tuo Ridge changed their faces sharply. No one had ever humiliated them lightly. Even the head of the sect, Xiong Batian, were just the head of the Wuji Sect. Who gave him such courage? He immediately scolded: "Don't you, you are looking for death, but you can't blame us?"

After they finished speaking, they each sacrificed a flying sword of a low-grade magic weapon. Two sword lights swept through the air, killing Mo Wentian on the left and right.
Chapter completed!