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In front of him, the green pine hugs, swaying and pitching.

The halo of branches and leaves reflects the shadows, slender and elongated.

The wind blew through the moon, and the dress fluttered like wings.

Covered by water and stones, there is an indescribable coldness.

She stared at the high platform opposite, unprecedentedly irritable, as if a mountain was pressed in the spiritual platform, and she was heavy and uncomfortable.

When the others found out that something was wrong, they immediately fell silent.

In the pavilion, there is only the sound of clear water like jade, circulating on the moss, clanging, swirling, and coming far away.

After a while, Song Jia spoke and said, "Go and check, who is it?"

A disciple agreed, bowed and retreated.

"What the hell is going on?"

Song Jia stood up, walked around, hunting in her skirt, whistling like a big flag, the wind and clouds, and muttered, "What the hell is going on?"

In the pavilion.

Zhenmu Jia Pond, quiet and elegant.

The fragrance of immortality curled like smoke, Chen Yan sat still, opened his eyes as if he was conscious, only to feel refreshed, the wind came from all directions, and his bones were soaked in fragrance, fluttering like a fairy.

"Here comes the protagonist. ”

Zuo Liuli pointed to the high platform at the front, and a figure appeared on it, the golden light soared into the sky, as bright as the morning glow, continuous into pieces, and the breath was calm and powerful.

Obviously, it was the True Yang Sect disciple who had ascended from the Nether Realm.

Chen Yan raised his eyes and found that all the gods were calm and relaxed, their eyes were clear, the cave sky was hidden behind them, and the vision was rushing into the sky.

Chen Yan saw the bizarre picture between their eyebrows that had not yet been completely precipitated, and the lush appearance should not be underestimated, so he pondered in his heart and said, "I don't know which realm they are from?"

You must know that at the time of ascension, the sympathy between heaven and man can obtain the historical picture transmitted by the will of the world, which will be of great benefit to future cultivation.

Different worlds, different histories, different backgrounds will give different feedback to the monks.

Among them, there are likewise three, six, nine and so on.

He still doesn't know this level, and when he returns to the Tai Hades Palace, he will make up for this lesson.

It seems that Chen Yan has been looking at it for too long, and there is a person on the high platform who raised his head, his silver eyes were aggressive, white as frost and snow, shining straight through, like the first white light in the night, less than three points of light, and two points more cold.

Click,

If there is substance in the gaze, penetrate the space and blur in front of the pavilion.

Even if it has not yet fallen, it carries a penetrating and domineering will, filling all directions.

"Ah,"

Zuo Liuli was startled, she was originally in the realm of the Yuan Shen was unstable, and she was caught off guard, like a thunderbolt on a sunny day.

"Duh. ”

Chen Yan didn't get up, with a wave of his big sleeves, the power of the cave sky was permeated, the space in front of him collapsed, folded and curved, and the fault was obvious.

This hand is unchanged and should be changed.

His spatial attainments are undoubtedly revealed.

As if knowing that it was not advisable to be too loud at the ceremony, the frost-white gaze retreated at the touch of a button, clean and neat, leaving no traces.

Xuanshui is green.

The green bamboo under the stone is lush, the leaves are swaying, quiet and natural.

If it weren't for Zuo Liuli's pretty face, there was a touch of surprise on his face, as if what happened just now didn't happen at all.

The corners of Chen Yan's mouth rose slightly, he knew the magic power that the other party had just exerted.

On a high platform.

Dai Hongyi held his eyebrows, removed the vision in his silver eyes, and had contemplation on his face.

"Senior Brother Dai?"

Seeing this, the others turned their gazes.

is also a person who has ascended, not an indigenous, and naturally holds a group, and Dai Hongyi has the most outstanding qualifications and is not weak in means, and has become a well-deserved leader.

Dai Hongyi waved his hand, signaling that it was okay, but he was thinking in his heart, "The person just now should be Chen Yan mentioned by Senior Brother Liao, it's really not simple." ”

Although he has a fierce temperament, he will not test the guests on such a celebration occasion, and he shot directly just now because he knew in his heart that it was Chen Yan who was sitting in that position.

took the opportunity to attack, probed the truth, and didn't let yourself down.

After this episode, the field was not affected.

As time goes by, there are more and more guests, and the festive atmosphere is like a spring full of flowers, clusters and bending branches.

Until noon, the scorching sunlight fell from the sky, shining in the field, through the pavilions, high platforms, steps, trees, etc., etc., the shadows were like strange stones, like strange pines, like fairy birds, and all kinds of things.

Light and darkness are intertwined, and the postures are thousands and lifelike.

Whoa,

I only listened to the Xuanyin Qingyue, which resounded for nine days.

The smoke and light and the shadow are stacked, floating under the cliff between the mountains, on the leaves in front of the pavilion, the rhyme is knotted, and the fragrance is born every day.

The whole heaven and earth, auspicious light and ruiqi, are boiling.

Everyone present, including Chen Yan, sensed a kind of aura that filled the world and covered all directions, endless, endless, endless, bathed in it, forgetting the mortal dust, and only being at ease.

"It's an immortal. ”

Chen Yan sensed the cheers of his Yuan Shen, looked at the auspicious light of Ruicai in a radius of thousands of miles, took a deep breath, and looked to the front.

At some point, a figure appeared in the center.

His whole person was in a crystal white halo, his face could not be seen clearly, purple and green beads, stars as curtains, and a deep and depressed qi was difficult to measure.

Just a sitting, it is a rain of gold and silver, and the vision is welcome.

It's the focus, it's the master.

"What an immortal. ”

Chen Yan looked at the clear light in the sky, it seemed that time had become slow on it, the regrets of the past, the excitement of the present, and the unpredictability of the future all emerged one by one, and then changed.

Time and space are wishful, and it has become a fairy country by itself.

Compared with his own cave sky, he is like a toddler child, and there is no comparison.

The other people in the audience also reacted, looking at the immortals on the throne in awe, the difference between immortals and immortals is not a joke, and the gap between true immortals and primordial gods is also deep.

What's more, as guests, they all know the identity of this person on the seat, this is not an ordinary immortal, as the head of the lineage, he is qualified to take charge of the huge True Yang Sect in the future.

In terms of secular comparison, it may be an exaggeration to say that it is a prince, but it is not an exaggeration to say that it is the most likely person among the princes to be the prince.

"It's Kong Renkong Zhenxian of the True Yang Sect. ”

Chen Yan also got the information of the high-ranking true immortal from Zuo Liuli's mouth, sat up straight, and kept looking, he really hadn't seen an immortal in the Flood Desolation Realm.

"Fellow Daoists. ”

Kong Ren on the seat spoke, his voice was not hurried, his bearing was like that, short and powerful, every sentence made people listen like a spring breeze.

It can be seen that this Kong Zhenxian is not the kind of person who is devoted to hard cultivation, but is really the successor of the True Yang Sect who is fully cultivated and will be the successor of the main beam in the future.

Chen Yan wasn't interested in the scene, he just kept looking at the fairy light in mid-air, pondering the mysteries of time in it.

It's just that I don't know if it's an illusion, Chen Yan sensed that the true immortals on the stage had swept their eyes over him several times. (To be continued.) )