Shura Demon Continent Calendar, the ninth new era, six thousand and thirty-three years, is the fifteenth day of May.

The Blood Moon Continent, one of the three major immortal gates, is the Valley of Hatred, where the valley lord Mozhen Mountain is held, and the birthday ceremony of 88,000 years is held. This is a grand event in the Valley of No Hatred, and indeed in the entire Blood Moon Continent.

The immortal monks of Aoki and Manyo Valley all rushed to Panlong Valley. Panlong Valley, the first valley without hatred, is full of lights today, and it is full of joy. All the monks in the Valley of No Hate were dressed in brand-new immortal clothes and were full of energy.

Panlong Valley, a radius of hundreds of miles. The most magnificent building is, of course, the Hall of Long Hatred. Three floors up and down, countless pavilions, bucket arches and cornices, carved beams and painted buildings, all kinds of spirit stones, all over the palace.

In the green air, the fairy light bursts, it is really like the fairy palace in the sky. Most of the monks present had seen such a palace for the first time.

The hateless valley has long hated the palace, and the moon is not full for thousands of years.

The fourteen big characters are carved on both sides of the lintel of the Long Hate Palace, scattering endless brilliance. In the Valley of No Hatred, no one can tell the story of that verse. However, just taken literally, it already makes people feel a trace of helplessness and lingering.

The entire Hateless Valley Hall of Hatred gives people an extremely wonderful feeling. It is a kind of otherworldly, but it is not far from the strange fairy rhyme of the world.

The Shura monks who saw this beautiful scenery for the first time were all sincerely amazed.

The strong immortal aura surprised the Shura monks extremely much, and it made people yearn for it infinitely. Even, some young monks have already begun to inquire about the way to see if there is a chance to enter the Valley of Innocence to practice, if so, wouldn't it be a pleasure to live a happy life?

Many monks gathered, Amu, Mo Wuxi, and the two Xiaoyashan monks. Nature is among them. Mo Wuxian saw things and thought about people, and when he thought of the past, he couldn't help but feel sad in his heart.

A grass and a tree in Panlong Valley. Mo Wuxian remembered it all. However, things are now wrong.

"The hateless valley has a long hall of hatred, and the moon is not full for thousands of years. Mo Wuxian looked at the Hall of Long Hate from afar, and whispered those two lines of poetry, as if he could feel a little bit of the state of mind of the Ancestor of the Hatless Valley back then.

People are not there, the moon is not full, and this hatred is natural. Endlessly. I hope that there will be no hatred in my heart, but I will hate for thousands of years.

A trace of insight, buried in the heart. Mo Wuxian shook his head. I couldn't help but sigh.

Amu was relatively indifferent, the aura of this Dragon Valley was at most at the same level as the Arctic Immortal Sea. In Amu's opinion, there is nothing too special. He pays more attention. Put it on the bustling monks of all stripes.

And. Yesterday, I heard that the envoys of the Shura Palace and the UFO Palace have all arrived in the Valley of No Hatred. They were all arranged in Panlong Valley, and all the monks who were directly arranged in Panlong Valley were naturally top figures.

Regardless of the UF Palace, Amu wanted to have the opportunity to meet the envoy of the Shura Palace. Because, most of Shen Yan's whereabouts will fall on the body of Shura Palace.

It's just that. The official start of the ceremony was three o'clock in the afternoon. There are almost two hours left. It is estimated that a big man like that can only appear at the beginning of the official ceremony. It is estimated that they will have to wait, and the matter of the Valley of No Hate is over.

Amu saw from afar that he was out of the water and Bai Wusheng, and the two sides nodded in greeting. One qiē knows in his heart, and there is no need to communicate.

During the period before the ceremony, everyone can go around the valley relatively casually.

In the Valley of No Hatred, many disciples of the Soul and Tribulation Realms, dressed in brand-new gray robes, each with a humble and kind smile on their faces, scattered among the crowd, giving guidance and help to the monks from outside.

At this time, the most excited were the pair of Brother Xiao Yashan. They looked around, eager to scatter their clones and look around.

Chen Fanghu, who had just been promoted to the high level of Scattered Souls, couldn't help but feel a little complacent. Up and down his body, he also changed into a new dress, but he really had a little more momentum as a famous disciple.

Although Li Qing was not promoted, it was his turn to wear the silver bag today, and his chest was warm. Thinking of the charm in last night's dream, Li Qing thought that he was one step ahead of his senior brother, and he was also secretly happy in his heart.

The two brothers were happy, and their faces were full of inexplicable excitement.

Amu and Mo had no hatred, and couldn't help but smile bitterly and shake their heads. However, they all understood, because there were indeed many monks with inexplicable excitement on their faces.

The Valley of No Hatred, after all, is a holy place that is difficult to enter for 10,000 years.

At this time, in front of the palace of long hatred, a high platform has been erected, which is hundreds of feet long and horizontal, and it is extremely open.

I heard that at the beginning of the ceremony, many figures and representatives of the Xianmen wanted to celebrate their birthdays on this high platform. Moreover, the Valley of No Hate has also prepared many programs, it is said that there are monks of the Valley of No Hatred, showing the fairy art of No Hatred, and there are also dancing girls from Drunken Demon Luo to help the fun.

Mo Wuxian and Amu were shuttling through the crowd, seemingly casual. However, Mo Wuxian was already observing whether the shadows he buried in the Valley of No Hate appeared on the birthday ceremony.

In order to ensure safety, Mo Wuxian did not contact them after entering the Valley of No Hatred. However, Mo Wuxian believes that at the critical moment, this is the shadow that will definitely play a role, and even work wonders.

Scanning through everything, Mo Wuxian had already seen three of his own people, but they didn't recognize Mo Wuxian at all. However, they must have received the news that Mo Wuxian had returned, and they were ready accordingly.

In the entire Panlong Valley, there is peace. However, many people actually understand that today's birthday ceremony is likely to turn into a fight.

The most turbulent is always the undercurrent!

The Hall of Long Hatred, in a room.

Mozhen Mountain, majestic, heavenly immortal triple realm. Putting aside a qiē, I have to say that Mo Zhenshan is definitely an extremely powerful immortal.

Today, he wore a big red robe, which was quite festive, but it was also a little blood-stained. A few female cultivators who looked like maids were helping Mo Zhenshan sort out their clothes.

At this moment, two monks bowed down and entered the door. These two middle-aged monks, both of whom are in the Xuanxian Sevenfold Realm, are both dressed in robes. It's just that one wears a green robe and the other wears a white robe.

The green-robed person looks extremely shrewd, and he is the chief Guo of the Valley of Hatredless. And the other thin man was none other than Mr. White.

The four chief managers of the Valley of No Hatred, the status of these two people in the valley is absolutely extremely important.

Mo Zhenshan, as soon as he saw the two of them coming in, he waved his hand lightly and asked those maid nuns to bow down and retreat.

"What's the matter?" said Mozhen Mountain.

"It's not a big deal!" Chief Manager Guo bowed down and said with a smile, "Yi Qiqi is ready to stop, I just want to ask the valley master, what else do you have to order?"

"Oh!" Mo Zhenshan smiled and nodded, "Are all the drunken demon Luo's wine ready?"

"It's all ready, my subordinates have personally checked them one by one, and there is absolutely no problem!" replied to Manager Bai.

"Hehe! I just said that Drunken Moluo, absolutely not, and I don't dare to do anything!" Mo Zhenshan smiled, "However, Madame is still meticulous and thoughtful." ”

Mr. Bai smiled and said, "Yes, ma'am, it has always been like this." However, the valley master, the drunken Moluo's wine, although it is not poisonous, still has a trace of soul-inducing effect. ”

"Well, that's okay, Drunken Moluo's wine can dissipate a trace of soul power, it's not a secret to us. The monks of the Valley of No Hate have a way to avoid it. Besides, mortals drink to get drunk, and it is also a pleasure for monks to drink and lose a trace of soul power!" Mo Zhenshan smiled faintly, "Besides, Drunken Demon Luo provides free drinks, there should always be some gains! Tens of thousands of monks drink and scatter a trace of soul power, so we will pay for the wine!"

"Subordinates and Manager Guo think the same way!" said Manager Bai a little flatteringly.

"Are the envoys of the Shura Palace and the Youfu Palace all settled?"

At the beginning of the ceremony, the subordinates will personally invite them to take the stage with the valley master. Manager Guo bowed and said.

"Well!very good!" Mo Zhenshan replied, then paused, a hint of coldness flashed in his eyes, "Is there any movement in the entire valley?"

"Back to the valley master, Chief Mo and Chief Dai are fully responsible for the guards, and no movement has been found. Moreover, Uncle Sunglasses will appear above the ceremony, the six immortals, who dares to act rashly?" Mr. Guo, "Little fish and shrimp, maybe they don't dare to show up!"

Mo Zhenshan nodded with satisfaction.

"Still, be careful. Thank you for your hard work!"

"This is all within the subordinate's business!" Guo and Bai said in unison.

"Manager Guo, send someone to invite Mrs., I will climb the high platform with Mrs. in a while, and share the congratulations of 10,000 people!"

"Yes!" Mr. Guo responded.

However, as soon as the words fell, a voice was heard.

"The concubine has arrived, don't worry about the valley master!" Goodbye, three shadows flashed, showing her figure.

White wooden ring, a pale yellow dress, a white light gauze shawl, slightly exposed collarbones, hazy and mysterious.

A head of hair lightly pulls the beauty of the house, and a single hosta is inserted obliquely, which is delicate and elegant. The eyebrows are skillfully and charming. If the mouth contains pearls, the same hairpin is a crystal drop earring, and the light makeup is a little bit to confuse others.

Graceful and luxurious, without losing beauty. It seems that for today's ceremony, the white wooden ring has been carefully prepared. Glamorous, better than ever.

Behind her, there were two maids, Ling'er and Feng'er, who were also dressed up quite exquisitely.

"Madame is here! Yes, I sent someone to greet me!" Mo Zhenshan was full of spring breeze.

"Where is the valley master's words? It's because the concubine is late, and the valley lord's big day should have arrived early. The concubine wishes the valley master, the fairy road is smooth, and the longevity is endless!" Bai Muhuan smiled and said Yingying Wanfu. Her voice is flattering but not lewd, but she is full of love and sincerity.

Mo Zhenshan couldn't help but sigh with emotion: "My husband has been successful in this life, and I have no regrets!" Then, he couldn't help laughing.

The love of husband and wife is really envious of others.

Guo Bai, the two managers, naturally saw the opportunity to say a few flattering words, Ling'er and Feng'er were not sweet-mouthed.

"May the valley lord and lady be matched for eternity and never grow old!"

"Hahaha!" Mo Zhenshan laughed heartily. Bai Muhuan, on the other hand, is reserved and shy, snuggling gently, making a woman's posture.

The bird of the same forest, but it is a strange dream. But, in the hall of long hatred, a qiē is happy.

At this time, outside Panlong Valley, it gradually boiled. Because, when the canon is right, it is getting closer and closer. (To be continued......)