Chapter 1073 The Chief Ceremony Begins, and the Stakes Are Raised!
Three days later.
Cangyun Fairy Palace has welcomed many distinguished guests, and the martial arts arena is already crowded.
More than a thousand inner disciples have arrived, standing in formation outside the martial arts arena, with white clothes that are more beautiful than snow and extraordinary demeanor, and there are
many people with extraordinary talents. Behind the inner disciples, there are tens of thousands of outer disciples following closely, standing solemnly, with gray long clothes and an awe-inspiring fairy spirit. The immortals that mortals dream of are nothing more than this.
Any one of them can be called a proud son of heaven that is hard to look up to. If an
ordinary cultivator were here, he would probably find it difficult to raise his head. He would be suffocated by this terrible formation, and even standing still in it would feel terrified.
This is the strength of Cangyun Fairy Palace, and also the foundation of Tianjie Sect.
But today, these tens of thousands of Tianjiao also have their own brilliance.
The focus of the whole audience is on the two people standing quietly in the martial arts arena.
As the eldest senior sister of the current generation, Zhong Limeng naturally stood quietly on the right side, while Fu Haotian stood on the left with a cloud fan in his hand, with a calm and confident look on his face.
This man and woman attracted tens of thousands of eyes. The chief disciple of Cangyun Tiangong will be born among them, and the future master of Tiangong is right in front of them.
The two are like the sun and the moon, and their light covers the starlight behind them.
Before the chief ceremony began, countless eyes have been attracted by these two people. An atmosphere of repression and tension spread silently in the martial arts arena.
The clouds are floating, and the sunset glows back.
Although the surroundings were peaceful, the many disciples behind him were already nervous, and their breathing became more cautious.
After waiting for a long time,
a young disciple retracted his gaze and nervously sent a message to his senior brother beside him.
"Senior brother, do you think Senior Sister Zhong Li can defeat Fu Haotian?"
The middle-aged man frowned when he heard the voice, not daring to look at him.
"The outcome is unpredictable..."
"We brothers have tried our best and even dispersed to search and hunt the demon desperately, but Fu Haotian has invited many masters to help. We can't compare with him. We can only do our best and leave it to fate."
Hearing the voice, the young man's face became more solemn, and worry began to emerge.
"Brother, we are not afraid of death. Those heavenly masters may not dare to disperse to hunt demons. I believe our results are no less than theirs!"
"What I am afraid of is that Fu Haotian, this hypocritical gentleman, will do something in secret again."
The middle-aged man nodded and his face darkened a little.
"It is possible."
"However, today the Palace Master is here in person, and other high-ranking officials of the Tianzong are also present. Although Fu Haotian has an extraordinary family background, he is not yet able to cover the sky with one hand."
"I believe that the winner and loser will be judged by the public!"
"Everything will be determined by the number of demon corpses!"
The young man nodded and secretly clenched his fists in his sleeves.
When they were transmitting the voice, several figures appeared in the void. Their powerful and terrifying aura made the atmosphere even more tense and solemn once they appeared!
Many distinguished guests came up to the stage and took their seats, exuding extraordinary demeanor and unfathomable aura. Even their faces were shrouded in a haze, making it difficult for ordinary people to see clearly.
Even if they just stood there, they were like gods, looking down at them with eyes that exuded a terrifying pressure.
Suddenly,
countless disciples looked at them with reverence, and whispered in surprise.
“That senior in a robe of fire, with the power of the Great Yang permeating around him, could he be the legendary Nine Fire Immortal?”
“Legend has it that the Nine Fire Immortal had already reached the second rank of Heavenly Realm ten thousand years ago. He was in charge of the Lihuo Heavenly Sect and looked down upon the Nanli
Heavenly Realm. I didn’t expect that even this senior would be here!” “The senior with the absolutely beautiful face beside him, could it be the number one master of my Nanli Heavenly Realm, Longyue Xuan Ji?”
“Look! There’s also Senior Yuan Zhenzi, the leader of the Wanhai Dao Sect!”
“That one is the great elder of the Qianyuan Heavenly Sect, Senior Jiang Xuran, a true Heavenly Realm master!”
“Hiss! The high-level leaders of the seven major sects of Nanli Heavenly Realm are all present. It’s truly a rare event that only happens once in a thousand years!”
The outer disciples were so surprised and shocked that they couldn’t help but send messages one after another.
Although they were disciples of the Tianzong, their cultivation and experience were limited. They had never seen such a battle. They were in awe when they met the elders
of the sect. At this moment, they saw the style of many predecessors in the legend, and their eyes were filled with honor.
In contrast, the inner disciples were calmer, but there was a little excitement in their eyes. They did not lose the style of Tianzong disciples and stood still like a pine tree.
Occasionally, a few people turned their heads and said coldly.
"You are so rude in front of the distinguished guests. Isn't it a disgrace to the reputation of the Tiangong?"
"My Cangyun Tiangong has been passed down for tens of thousands of years. It is natural that the chief ceremony attracts many distinguished guests. What's the big deal?"
A few arrogant words immediately calmed the outer disciples.
The scene finally calmed down, but the excitement could no longer be suppressed.
Tens of thousands of Tianjiao looked expectant, and all cast their eyes on the VIP seats on the stage.
The seven VIPs just stood there, still making people feel extremely terrified and oppressive, with the mysterious power of the Great Dao lingering around them. Even the elders of Cangyun Tiangong could only stand still under the jade steps, not daring to stand parallel to the eight.
Suddenly.
The seven masters raised their eyes at the same time, and the sky was filled with dense rosy clouds.
Then, the ripples in the void spread out layer by layer, and the rosy clouds in the sky spread out like a lake.
Seeing such a strange phenomenon, the seven people's eyes were shining.
The old man in the fire robe stroked his beard and laughed, and the terrifying power of the Dao swept the whole audience like a wave!
"Hahaha!"
"I haven't seen you for just a thousand years, and the master of Nanli Palace has improved his cultivation to this point. With such talent, I am really ashamed of myself."
With a casual smile, the power of the Great Dao swept like a tide.
Tens of thousands of Tiangong disciples turned pale, and their bodies swayed as if they were in a storm.
Only a few hundred elite disciples could barely keep their bodies steady.
Zhong Limeng and Fu Haotian looked solemn, but their dresses fluttered slightly.
Such an outstanding performance immediately attracted the admiration of the seven masters, and at the same time, they also cast their eyes to the sky.
Finally, the ripples in the void stopped.
A middle-aged man in a white robe stepped out with his hands behind his back.
He was handsome and extraordinary, and was a little younger than the masters in the field, but his expression was calm, without any pressure. One
step.
He stepped through the void and walked out.
Two steps.
He stepped onto the stage and sat down, slowly bowing.
"Everyone, how are you?"
With a calm word, the power of the surrounding avenues returned to calm, without any ripples, as if everything had dissipated like clouds and smoke.
The old man in the fire robe showed fear in his eyes, and he also saluted with his fists .
"Palace Master Nanli, it's been a long time."
Except for Longyue Xuanji who nodded indifferently, the other masters also saluted one after another, with respect in their eyes.
"Palace Master Nanli is polite."
The immortal path respects martial arts.
Nanli Qingming's cultivation is only ten thousand years, and in front of this old monster, he is almost a junior, but he can not lose the upper hand, which is enough to make the seven masters in awe.
Regardless of the age of cultivation, this contemporary master of the Tiangong has been treated as an equal, and even slightly superior. x33xs.
Nanli Qingming smiled elegantly, without any affectation.
As the host, he took the lead in sitting down on the main chair, and then extended his hand and smiled at the seven Tianzong masters.
"Please take a seat."
"Today is the chief ceremony of my Tiangong. I am presumptuous to invite you to come as a witness. If there is any inadequacy in the hospitality, please forgive me."
Nanli Qingming spoke calmly, with a smile on his face, and the movement of extending his hand was very elegant, making people feel like spring breeze.
The masters of the seven major sects were also very polite, and they gave enough face in the conversation.
"Palace Master Nanli, you are too kind. We are honored to witness the grand ceremony of the noble palace."
"Yes, the Cangyuntian Palace has extraordinary foundations, and the two disciples of the noble palace are talented. They are both dragons among men!" "
Well, it is a good story to be able to witness the grand ceremony this time!"
"That's right. I think Fu Haotian of the noble palace has profound cultivation and is a rare talent."
"Indeed, Fu Haotian has a bright future!"
These few words are full of deep meaning.
Before the chief ceremony competition started, some of the VIPs of the seven major sects had already leaned towards Fu Haotian. This obvious attitude was really intriguing.
The disciples outside the martial arts arena changed color quietly, and different expressions instantly overflowed from their faces.
Nanli Qingming's eyes flashed with brilliance, but he just smiled naturally, looked aside and nodded. Under
the jade steps.
The wrinkled elder Mingwu bowed, turned around and announced loudly!
"The chief ceremony begins!"
"Today, witnessed by the palace master and the elders of the seven major sects, the chief ceremony will be held in the martial arts arena. The winner will be determined by the number of monster corpses hunted and killed, and the position of the chief will be decided!"
"The three-day period has arrived, Fu Haotian and Zhong Limeng will each show the results of their monster hunting!"
"If there is no objection, you two will start now!"
The loud voice echoed, and everyone held their breath and looked at the martial arts arena!
Just when Zhong Limeng was solemnly bowing, Fu Haotian suddenly spoke confidently.
"Wait a minute!"
"Grand Elder, I want to add a bet!"
A deep voice sounded, and the whole place was shocked.
The seven masters on the stage watched silently, their eyes attracted by the proud figure, and all the disciples around the martial arts field were even more nervous!
Zhong Limeng also raised his eyes in shock, and a bad premonition emerged in his eyes!
Add a bet?
The Chief Ceremony is extremely cruel. Once the chief position is determined by the winner, the two contenders will have completely different situations from then on, and the consequences for the loser can be imagined.
In such a serious competition, dare to add a bet?
It's really crazy courage!
. You provided the great god Feng Lingbei. You are already level 1000. The highest level outside is 30.