Chapter 643: The enthronement ceremony, sowing discord! 【Subscribe】
Chapter 643: The enthronement ceremony, sowing discord! 【Subscribe】
August 7th
The breeze is gentle and the sky is clear!
The Zixiao Holy Land became lively again, as it was rare before. The entire sect was decorated with lights and colorful lanterns. Disciples from each peak were sweeping the floor and welcoming guests with smiles on their faces.
There is an endless stream of guests gathering above the holy land!
There were saints from various sects coming in a grand procession on immortal sedan chairs, elders from various peaks coming on clouds, and groups of cultivators coming to visit with their swords. It was extremely lively.
Because today is the auspicious day to canonize Wei Han as the first holy son.
The Zixiao Holy Land attached great importance to this enthronement and directly sent out invitations to a banquet for all parties. All the well-known high-level independent cultivators, top immortal cultivation families, and major forces in the Wanxinghai were invited.
Regardless of whether it is out of respect for the Zixiao Holy Land!
Or it was out of curiosity about Wei Han, the legendary Heavenly Yuanying.
All forces sent their congratulatory teams and gathered here in a mighty force, ready to personally witness the fight between the two saints, Wei Han and Chu Zhan.
As the powerful backers behind Wei Han, Qingming Peak and Wuliang Peak are unmatched in their glory!
Xu Suwan and Li Fentian were in a very good mood and personally came out to preside over the situation. They chatted and laughed with the leaders of various forces while welcoming and seeing off guests, and received countless envious glances.
"Xu Tianzun, you have accepted a good disciple this time. With a genius like Wei Han taking care of you, your Qingming Peak can be guaranteed to be glorious for ten thousand years. It is really enviable!"
"Yes, Senior Brother Li is also a smart guy. He actually hooked up with such a genius so early. I admire you, I admire you!"
"Hahahaha, I've been trying to find a successor for years but haven't been able to find one. This situation is bound to make me, an old man, sad!"
Everyone kept praising and joking with them, so Xu Suwan and Li Fentian were naturally very happy.
"No, no, you are joking. Thank you all for coming to support us. I am really grateful." Li Fentian laughed heartily and kept greeting the guests.
After a while!
The heavyweight boss finally appeared.
As if all the major holy places had discussed and wanted to deliberately put pressure on the Zixiao Holy Land, they began to appear one after another. Thousand-foot-high ships, inverted mountains, huge palaces, and thousand-foot-high flying eagle mounts kept appearing and parked in the sky above the holy lands, bringing great oppression to everyone present.
"Is this the fifth-rank guardian beast of the Litian Holy Land, the Flowing Fire Eagle? Oh my god, it has lived for thousands of years!"
"That's Grandmaster Lu Feixuan from the Kasyapa Holy Land. Hasn't he been in seclusion for a hundred years? Why is he personally leading the team here today?"
"My goodness, the Taichu Holy Land even sent three Taikoo Tower ships over. Are they here to congratulate us or to start a war?"
There were bursts of discussions among the crowd.
Li Fentian and Xu Suwan's faces suddenly turned ugly, because even a fool could see that the major holy places came here to demonstrate.
The emergence of Wei Han, a peerless evildoer, in the Zixiao Holy Land inevitably caused all the major holy lands to feel a sense of crisis. No matter whether the various sects were enemies or friends on weekdays, they could not help but compete secretly at this moment.
Li Fentian's face turned cold and he was about to explode!
Lei Wanjun had already arrived, wearing a purple robe and flowing white beard. His eyes were cold, but his face was full of joy as he shouted, "My old friends, I haven't seen you for many years. I really miss you. Thank you for coming."
"Humph! Fellow Daoist Lei is still as charming as ever."
One after another, old men with monstrous auras descended from the sky, all of them looking at him unkindly. One of the grey-robed old men even said sarcastically, "I heard that your sect's promoted Saint Son surpassed the Lei family's Saint Son? Tsk tsk tsk, can Brother Lei Daoist just tolerate this?"
The leaders of various sects all showed mocking and sarcastic expressions, obviously trying to sow discord in public.
However, Lei Wanjun seemed to have expected this and smiled instead, "In the world of immortal cultivation, the strong are always respected. Although my Lei family has been passed down for tens of thousands of years, it has always been tied to the Purple Sky Holy Land. We prosper together and suffer together. This time, a peerless monster appeared in the sect. We can only be happy. You are the ones who should bear this anger, right?"
"snort!"
The old men and old Europeans suddenly looked unhappy and snorted coldly with the flick of their sleeves!
"Hahaha!" Lei Wanjun hurriedly tried to smooth things over, "It was just a joke, my friends, please don't take it seriously. How many years have our Twelve Holy Lands taken root in the Sea of Ten Thousand Stars? Would our foundation be shaken by one or two talented people?"
After these words were spoken, the expressions of everyone present eased slightly.
Everyone understands this truth, but it is inevitable to feel some envy, jealousy and hatred. Lei Wanjun is an experienced man and does not want the Zixiao Holy Land to become the target of public criticism. By stepping on and praising others, he allows the various sects to regain their pride.
“Haha!” An old Taoist priest with white hair and a youthful face from the Taichu Holy Land sneered, “Isn’t it just the Heavenly Dao Yuanying? I don’t know what kind of shit luck he has. It will be bad if he is killed on the spot by our sect’s Holy Son!”
"Really? I'm really looking forward to it." Lei Wanjun sneered in response.
The other bigwigs from the holy lands were also happy to see this happen, and they all started to add fuel to the fire.
Only Li Fentian and Xu Suwan remained silent for a long time. They looked through the crowd to the back, where stood a young man with extraordinary bearing. He was Chu Zhan, the fourth saint of Taichu Holy Land.
As for Chu Zhan's challenge to fight Wei Han, both of them were actually not very happy about it.
Although Wei Han is extremely talented, he has just made a breakthrough. Chu Zhan has a prominent background and a higher level of cultivation. What will happen if something goes wrong accidentally?
However, Chu Zhan had already made a harsh statement ten years ago, and the major holy places have been constantly building up momentum over the past six months. Although this duel has not been set in stone, the entire Wanxinghai has already tacitly agreed to it.
If Wei Han dared to retreat at this time, his reputation would surely plummet.
The reputation of the Zixiao Holy Land would also be tarnished, so everyone knew that the battle today would definitely take place, and no matter how unwilling Li Fentian and Xu Suwan were, they could only watch.
"Everyone, please take your seats and watch the ceremony!"
After some greetings, Lei Wanjun began to invite the guests to take their seats.
There are a lot of guests coming today, but Zixiao Holy Land is very experienced in this regard. The guests from each sect have been divided into banquet and ceremony areas according to their different levels.
Lei Wanjun even brought the people from the twelve holy places directly to the inverted mountain of Tiangang Peak, and set up two rows of banquets outside the main hall. Various beautiful female cultivators served with spiritual wine and fruits, and some female cultivators danced to the fairy music. It was an extremely grand and solemn occasion.
at the same time!
Wei Han was quietly meditating on the top of the mountain behind Wuliang Peak, quietly waiting for the arrival of the enthronement ceremony. Yun Sanniang and Xu Qing were still guarding silently not far away, and they did not relax their vigilance at all because they were in the sect.
Suddenly, the eyes of the three people moved slightly!
A tall young man in black clothes with a rough face quietly broke through the void and appeared not far away, glancing over with cold eyes.
(End of this chapter)
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