Zhang Tianyuan walked slowly into the square entrance.
His seat was not particularly front-row, and he seemed to be just an invited guest like everyone else, with nothing special about him.
On the left is Venerable Huang Lao, and on the right is Venerable Golden Winged Demon. One is his good ally and a good Taoist friend who knows him well, and the other is simply his own person.
This way, if there is any conflict or something, there will be someone to take care of you.
Opposite him were the Corpse Nightmare Demon Venerable and the Lihai Venerable. The former had always looked at him with a strange look in his eyes, as if he was looking at some priceless treasure; the latter had come on his own initiative! After coming, he still looked indifferent, which was even more wrong!
It is better to put it in front of your eyes and keep an eye on it at all times.
After Zhang Tianyuan arrived, he did not have any interaction with Venerable Li Hai. Venerable Li Hai was also neither happy nor sad. He just looked a little tired upon closer inspection and did not pay attention to the appearance of Zhang Tianyuan, which made many people sigh in their hearts.
That's it? That's it?
Gudu Wuhen walked out of the hall with a group of tool-like Nascent Soul cultivators.
Prepare to announce the opening of the ceremony.
At this time, Leng Yuanzhou's voice came again, this time the voice was a little trembling, "Lingxiao Sword Sect... all the venerables... are here~"
Wan Liao, the second, fourth, sixth, eighth, and tenth venerable ones!
Leng Yuanzhou's life has come to an end today. He originally thought that today was a new starting point for a glorious life, but he didn't expect that it would end right away and there would be nothing left after that!
This scene, this solemn atmosphere, can't possibly be a congratulation!
Swish swish swish~
They all looked towards the entrance, and the smiles on the faces of the venerables disappeared, returning to their serious expressions with neither joy nor sadness.
The Lingxiao Sword Sect's group was led by Venerable Mingyuan, who was at the peak of the fusion realm. There were also two people at the ninth level of the fusion realm, Venerable Jueyue and Venerable Suiying. The next was Venerable Huaian, who stood in the front because of his special identity.
The Lingxiao Sword Sect's venerable group appeared in the Fuzong Hall of the Xunfeng Immortal Sect, which they had once destroyed.
You don't need to ask to know that this is definitely an unwelcome visitor and it is definitely not a good thing.
Venerable Mingyuan and his entourage walked to the center of the square, with their hands behind their backs, and their old and slightly turbid eyes scanned the entire audience.
"Why, you don't welcome me?"
A plain and hoarse voice sounded, and most of the venerables who had already taken their seats stood up.
Then they all bowed and said, "Greetings, Master Mingyuan!"
This fellow who looks a bit hunchbacked and old, was once a potential killer. If it weren't for the Sword Master's excellent talent in swordsmanship, he would have reached the realm of fusion at a young age and possessed extremely high combat power.
It is not certain who will break through to the realm of refining emptiness.
In the world of cultivation, the most terrifying people are not the devil cultivators, or even the evil cultivators, but the old fellows who are already very old and don’t have much time left to live. Not only do they have high cultivation levels, but they also have no future at all.
It is almost unscrupulous, and to a certain extent, it can be said that there are no taboos.
There are countless examples in the history of the cultivation world where young prodigies and rising stars were taken away by old guys, exchanged their lives for others, and both died, but these old guys made a huge profit.
Not to mention that Venerable Mingyuan himself is very powerful, so he should be shown due respect. Many venerables have to call him "old senior", and if it weren't for the fact that they are in the same realm, it would be appropriate to call him "uncle master".
Venerable Mingyuan took a quick look and found that there were still a few people sitting still.
The first person I saw was a guy with a dead face, the Corpse Nightmare Demon Lord. Well, he was a junior among the demon cultivators, of the same generation as the Sword Lord and the others. He was considered a top-notch powerhouse. Those who played with corpses were very annoying, so he was indeed qualified to sit here.
Looking at the side, I saw a pink skeleton. Hmm, I haven't seen that before.
At this time Huai'an came forward and whispered something, which served as an introduction.
The old venerable wants to see who is disrespectful to him. He came here today because he has important things to do. After doing the things, it is not impossible for him to release the last of his divine power.
After listening to the introduction, Venerable Mingyuan nodded. It was normal for a girl from the sea who had never seen the world and did not know etiquette, so he did not bother with her.
Then he turned his head and looked to the other side.
Hey, I see a familiar face. This old guy is Huang Mi from the Baodan Immortal Sect!
Old Poison Man, he knew the details of this old guy, because the two of them had traveled together in a secret realm. They were still young at that time, two thousand years ago? I don’t remember clearly, and it was only then that he knew that this guy was not an alchemist at all! He was a poison master!
Stay away from this guy!
Looking further down, I saw a guy holding a wine glass and eating spiritual food. I knew at a glance that this guy was the real boss, the physical cultivator who had calluses on his face from listening so much.
He is so old, but he never expected that he would have the opportunity to experience physical cultivation again. It is such a blessing in his life. He is really eager to try it now.
I felt a little unhappy when I continued to look. Why was there an eagle sitting here? I turned around and glanced at Huai'an.
Huai'an understood immediately and came over to explain the situation of Jin Chi.
He had personally invited this old venerable, who had promised him many things, and had already paid part of the price before setting off. In deciding to break through to the peak of the Incarnation of the Spirit, he also added a descendant of the Venerable Mingyuan.
He paid a considerable price to gain the support of other venerables, including giving up a lot of actual control of the sect to the current sect master, and gaining the support of several venerables behind the sect masters.
He also knew that if such an old venerable made a move, he would naturally ask for a huge sum of money, and he also knew that after all, this was something that was exchanged for someone else's life.
After all, it was for the sect and for his own future. Even though the old master asked for a high price, he still respected him very much.
After listening to Huai'an's introduction, Venerable Mingyuan drooped his eyelids and glanced at it again. The golden wings of the fearless and fearless person were truly a miracle. He had only heard of three successful people who overcame the powerful in his life.
One time, a certain demon cultivator defeated a great man who had achieved the state of refining emptiness; another time, one of his own sword masters in the state of transforming spirits defeated a master; and the other time, this Jin Chi plotted against the Qing Yu demon master.
All of these are strong.
You should have a sense of pride.
Reverend Mingyuan continued to look and saw another person sitting. He knew this person. In the past, he had entered the Sword Sect because of some beautiful women. If the Lord of the Holy Dynasty had not shown up in person at the end, he would have died there.
It seems that he is not convinced. Young people are really hot-tempered and can persist for a long time.
After examining them one by one, Venerable Mingyuan slowly nodded.
"Sit down, everyone. I'm old and my reactions are a little slow. I made you stand for a long time. You won't blame me, will you?"
Everyone says they don't blame others, but everyone is cursing in their hearts.
We are all cultivators who have reached the ninth level or even the peak of the fusion stage. Out of respect, we call you senior or old venerable. If we weren’t dying, no one would indulge you.
However, those who felt resentful did not show it, as they knew that this was a warning from the Lingxiao Sword Sect to them for attending this ceremony.
It also shows their strength.
However, their silence does not mean that others do not speak, because there are still quite a few people sitting upright.
It’s going to be fun, just keep watching.
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