Volume 2, Chapter 420: Meeting an old friend.
Then there was Li Gou, who was wearing a Taoist robe embroidered with gold edges. He looked extremely domineering and also had a long beard, a typical old Taoist appearance.
Instead of seeing the immortal spirit, Ye Tingmu saw vulgarity. This was Ye Tingmu's intuitive feeling.
He also shouted: "Big Brother."
Ye Tingmu nodded to him and praised him.
“Nice clothes!”
Chao Xiao also came slowly. Time had not left any trace on his body either. After all, he became a saint earlier than Ye Tingmu.
Looking at this former comrade-in-arms who had entered the emperor with the luck of Jiuzhou, this former enemy, Ye Tingmu was filled with emotion, and too many memories came to his mind.
Chao Xiao did not get too close, but just bowed to him from a distance.
More and more people came, and slowly the entire training ground in front of the courtyard was filled.
There were some people he knew here, but not many. Most of them were unfamiliar faces.
Many of them joined the Taxian Pavilion after Ye Tingmu left. Of course, there were also some who had joined beforehand, but they knew Ye Tingmu, but Ye Tingmu didn't know them.
After they appeared, they all bowed to Ye Tingmu.
"Deacon Elder Lin Han greets the old Pavilion Master."
"Admiral Xiao Se of the Empire pays homage to the King of the East Sea."
"Yang San, the chief steward of the armory, pays his respects to the King of Donghai."
"Chao Chao pays his respects to the King of the East Sea."
At this time, an old man came from the crowd. He was in his eighties with gray hair. He was dressed in a coarse linen shirt that did not fit in with the clothes of the people here. There were some patches on it. He looked very poor. He slowly came to the front of the crowd with tears in his eyes.
Ye Tingmu couldn't help but be attracted by him. He had never seen this person before, but he felt somewhat familiar with him.
He stared at him curiously, his eyes focused.
Under his gaze, the old man also knelt on his knees and bowed deeply.
"The sinner Chu Ze pays homage to the Lord of Book and Sword."
Chu Ze, Chu Yiyi's younger brother, was one of the four young masters who once wreaked havoc in South City. He was a domineering young man who had been sentenced to death by Ye Tingmu. Later, Chu Yiyi pleaded for him and gave away half of the Chu family's property in exchange for his life.
Later his temperament changed drastically. He served in the army and then entered the secular world, caring for all people. In response to the call for monks to go to the countryside, he specifically chose the poorest places. For a hundred years, he remained unknown, but in the end he became a saint through poverty, shocking the world.
What Ye Tingmu didn't expect was that he also became a saint.
This surprised him very much.
Ye Nian had already come to his side and whispered in his ear, "Brother, his name is Chu Ze, he has entered the Sainthood from poverty. He was originally outside, but he might have happened to return to Yunmengze, so he came here."
Obviously Ye Nian was not very clear that Chu Ze had a past with his elder brother, so he specially introduced him to Ye Tingmu.
Ye Tingmu nodded. There are three thousand wonders in the Tao. Even the poor saint has never heard of it.
"Get up!"
"Thank you, Lord Shujian."
There were nearly two hundred people in the field at this time, but there were still some figures that had not been seen.
For example, Wanjin, Huazhilu, Yuemingfeng, Heibai, Jiuwei, and so on.
And the boys from Yejia Village didn’t seem to come either.
After all, not everyone is in Taxian Pavilion, and some people always have something to do.
Ye Tingmu could also understand that he called them here today just to tell them that he was back and to explain what would happen next.
The purpose of his coming to the mortal world this time was to lead everyone to ascend to heaven. Before that, he would forcibly elevate those who wanted to ascend to heaven but had not yet reached the level to attract thunder tribulations to the peak of the saint realm.
He still sat on his chair and said to everyone, "I called everyone here today for no other reason than to see if the old friends are still here and what the new ones are like. Now that we've met, let's all go."
After saying that, he waved his hand gently.
Upon hearing this, everyone bowed again.
"We are leaving now. Long live the old Pavilion Master!"
The crowd gradually dispersed, and in the end only Chao Xiao, Shijie, Li Gou... and a few others were left.
He stood up and walked towards the inner room, "Come in, let's discuss something."
It is always a happy thing to meet old friends, but he still has a lot to do.
In the lobby, he exchanged a few pleasantries with everyone and then got down to business. He took out the storage bag from his waist and threw it to Ye Nian.
"Xiao Nian, please count the things inside and register them."
Ye Nian took the storage bag, his mind moved, and he gasped.
"Brother, why is this storage bag so big?"
Jian Wushu rolled his eyes at him and snatched the storage bag away. "Little guy, how can the storage bag in the sky compare to yours? You're surprised by something you haven't seen before. Let me see what's inside."
As his spiritual consciousness moved, he saw what was inside and became numb on the spot.
The corners of his mouth couldn't help but twitch.
"Fuck you, you've completely destroyed the Heavenly Palace's lair! There are so many things, damn, even the Emperor's divine weapons..."
Ye Tingmu rested his chin on his hand and smiled, "What a success."
He was not only in charge of the Heavenly Palace, but also the Ten Immortal Gates. These things were not everything, but he felt that these were enough, enough for him to use when he ascended to heaven.
"Okay, you guys have to work harder. I need a list, a list of all the saints in the Stepping Immortal Pavilion. I want their names, realms, and their contributions to the Stepping Immortal Pavilion and Jiuzhou, and then make a ranking list for me."
Li Gou asked, "Boss, what are you going to do?"
Zhou Heisan slapped him in the face and said, "Just do it when I tell you to. Do you need to explain so many things to me?" After saying that, he looked at Ye Tingmu, grinning with his big white teeth, his smile was particularly eye-catching.
"Don't worry, brother. We will make sure this is handled."
"Okay, I'll give you ten days. Is that enough?"
"no problem."
Now, the entire lower world, after Guanqi cut off the road to heaven, no longer has its destiny absorbed by the heaven. With Ye Tingmu laying the foundation, anyone who enters the Taxian Pavilion can share their skills. The previous top skills and cultivation resources are almost shared, and anyone with talent can become a saint.
As a result, within a thousand years, saints from the four realms were everywhere.
In today's Taxian Palace, there are tens of thousands of saints, including humans and demons.
They are scattered across the four regions, enforcing order and punishing good and evil.
Although the Taxian Pavilion is now a first-class sect, it controls the world with its own strength.
And the purpose can be summed up in four words: peace in the world.
There are thousands of countries in the four regions, all subject to its restrictions.
This also led to the fact that there were very few large-scale conflicts in the lower world in the past thousand years. Without war, the population increased, and with a larger population, there were more geniuses, and then naturally, there were more saints.
The current Sage Peak of the Taxian Pavilion has ten buildings, all of which are densely packed with the eternal lamps of the saints.
And almost every year there are no less than ten people who become saints.
After explaining these two things, he added, "In my name, let the world know that one month later, outside the Stepping Immortal Pavilion, I will hold a ceremony to honor the saints. It will be divided into two parts, and all saints in the Stepping Immortal Pavilion must participate."
"Okay, let's do it right away."
Jinghong asked excitedly: "Brother, are we going to ascend to heaven?"
"Little kid, don't ask questions you shouldn't ask."
Jinghong puffed out his chest with pride, "How am I small? Not at all, okay?"
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