Just as Linghu Pixian didn't know how to deal with it, a will like heaven and earth emerged from the battle formation and landed onto Yaotai Mountain! Then, a tall and thin figure like a god was surrounded by thunder and flew out of the lightning!

"Xiao Hua!!" Linghu Pichang felt relieved when he saw this tall and thin figure. He held the imperial edict of the Immortal Palace in his hand, and watched Xiao Hua slowly fly, gathering the light and darkness of the entire world on him. He felt mixed feelings in his heart! Linghu Pichang knew more than Zhi Chengzi, so he admired this mysterious Mahayana even more! Three hundred years ago, he suggested the target of Kong Hongwu's recruitment, but three hundred years later, he has become the highest monk that everyone is paying attention to! Since Xiao Hua has stood at the peak of human cultivation, then all the mysteries on Yaotai Mountain that day have been answered! But who dares to mention the Yaotai meeting at that time?

The thunder became louder and brighter. Seeing that the disciples of the Chuangyu Sect had already flew from the sky to the side of Yaotai Mountain, thousands of Taoist monks did not dare to be negligent, and they all sorted out their clothes and prepared to pay homage to Xiao Hua. The kings who were preparing to recruit Taoist monks at the foot of Yaotai Mountain could not sit in the tents and rushed out one by one. They did not dare to approach, but stood respectfully on the ground, and did not dare to be slow down at all. As for the immortal soldiers and generals in the Star Lord Hall, there was no such arrogant as before at this time? They were quite embarrassed and tightened their weapons nervously. While looking at the disciples of the Chuangyu Sect, they were sneaking at Linghu Piwan, for fear that Linghu Piwan would order an attack.

Just when Linghu Piwang was a little dry, the lightning suddenly dimmed, and even the sound of thunder was annihilated. Tens of thousands of disciples of the Creation Sect actually dispersed in all directions almost silently, surrounding Yaotai Mountain.

Linghu Pixian just casually used the light of his eyes to scan the closest disciple of the Creation Sect nearest to him, but he couldn't help but feel frightened. "A late-stage Nascent Soul cultivator, grandma, an ordinary Creation Sect disciple is at the fourth level of Yuanli. These 100,000 disciples of the Creation Sect flatten my Star Lord Hall without any effort!"

Just as Linghu Piwang was shocked, tens of thousands of disciples of the Chuangyu Sect stopped in the air and did not make a sound. Xiao Hua also stood quietly in the distance, no longer approaching Yaotai Mountain. For a moment, except for the falling snow, the sky and the earth fell slowly among the red clouds that had torn apart, and there was no other sound.

The disciples of the Craft Sect stopped moving, making Hu Piwan embarrassed again!

If Linghu Pixian had received the imperial edict from the Immortal Palace, he could fly to Xiao Hua, bow and salute, and face Xiao Hua with the tribute of his younger generation. But now he had the imperial edict in his hand, which represented the Immortal Palace, and he could not have gone to Xiao Hua to see him personally. But if the disciples of the Craft Sect came over, that would be impossible. After all, they also represent Xiao Hua and the Craft Sect!

In this way, after half a cup of tea, the star generals in the Star Lord Palace were sweating a little. They were afraid that Xiao Hua would point his hand and these 100,000 disciples of the Creation Sect would launch an attack.

"Oh..." Linghu Piwan turned his head to look at these star generals, thinking for a moment. He sighed in his heart and urged his body to move. At this moment, Fu Zhiwen's body in front of Xiao Hua shook, and a strange rune emerged. Fu Zhiwen's body crossed the sky and fell in front of Linghu Piwan.

"I have met the Lord of Linghu Palace!" Fu Zhiwen did not lack etiquette and bowed seriously.

Linghu Piwan breathed a long sigh of relief. He raised the imperial edict in his hand and said with a smile: "I am holding the imperial edict in the Immortal Palace. I am temporarily considered my Immortal Envoy. Given the etiquette of the Immortal Palace, I cannot be fully polite. Please forgive me for my Fairy Friend!"

"It's okay!" Fu Zhiwen didn't care and said, "My head has an order. My disciple of the Craft Sect wants to establish a country in Gunzhou. According to the convention of the Tibetan Immortal Continent, our disciples of the Craft Sect come to Yaotai Mountain like other Taoist disciples to attend the Yaotai meeting. He also asked the Lord of Linghu to open the Dragon Gate of Yaotai Mountain according to the convention and put the national teacher's signature in it!"

"Oh..." Zhichengzi looked at Xiao Hua's familiar figure in the distance and sighed without any sense of relief, "If I had known that the disciples of the Craft Sect were coming to get the national teacher's signature, why would I do? In this world... Which Taoist monk could still grab the disciples of the Craft Sect? I just hope... the disciples of the Craft Sect can stop at the right time and take a few, leaving the rest to me, so that I could go back and give the ancestor an explanation!!"

Unfortunately, the subsequent incident made Zhichengzi fall into an ice cave, but when he saw Linghu Piwang asked tentatively: "Fu Xianyou, can I ask if your family needs a signature of the national teacher?"

Fu Zhiwen smiled and replied: "Nothing can be told!"

After saying that, Fu Zhiwen urged himself to return to Xiao Hua's side again.

"Since it is Xiao Zhenren of the Craft Sect who wants to establish a country, I dare not fight for it..." Before Fu Zhiwen fell beside Xiao Hua, a Jindan monk immediately bowed and bowed to Xiao Hua and urged him to leave, without even leaving his name.

"Grandma's..." Zhichengzi gritted his teeth, "This monk... is so good at changing with Feng!"

Sure enough, in another moment, nearly 70% of Taoist monks bowed and left, and there were many monks in the middle stage of Nascent Soul.

Zhichengzi wanted to leave at this time, but he was afraid that the ancestor Hongmeng was punished, so he could only stand in the air with his teeth.

Seeing that more and more Taoist monks left, Linghu Piwan was also a little panicked. He did not dare to be negligent. He hurriedly activated his true energy in his body and opened the imperial edict. The tide sound of "rumbling..." came from the imperial edict, just like everything before. "Roar..." A huge dragon roar came from the tide sound again. Then a thousand-foot-foot-yellow yellow light rushed into the air. The yellow light turned into a dragon's image of a dragon leaping into the sky. In the colorful rays of light, they were lying on Yaotai Mountain together, and an unspeakable dragon power and monarchy were pressing around more heavily than Yaotai Mountain!

Unfortunately, today is destined to be different from previous years. This dragon power and monarchy just rushed out of Yaotai Mountain and fell towards the disciples of the Chuangshi Sect. But when a light cough sounded like a thunder formation, the space nearly a hundred miles away from Yaotai Mountain was immediately broken, and tens of millions of thunder silks surged out of this space. All the dragon power and monarchy were completely broken like a dragon leaping yellow light, turning into pieces and scattered in the air...

At this moment, the sound like Huang Lu Dazhong echoed between heaven and earth again, "For the heavenly beings, the ancestors of Tibetan immortals congratulate each other, and today the grand event of Yaotai is launched, all the stars are... "

Although the sound was extremely loud and majestic, it was heard in Linghu Pixian and others, and there was a bitter smile on his face and an extremely embarrassed heart. Even the sound was far less shocking than before when he heard in Zhichengzi and others, let alone the effect of dissolving the Taoist foundation.

Finally, the sound was settled, "Boom..." The loud sound of the waves hitting the mountain rocks, and the entire imperial edict slowly closed, and the imperial edict fell into Linghu Pichang's hands again. If Linghu Pichang had sent the imperial edict to the sky before, Huanglong would have turned into the Dragon Gate. Unfortunately, Huanglong had been shattered by Xiao Hua's cough, so why would there be auspiciousness of the Huanglong's transformation gate? Linghu Pichang was helpless, and he still sent the imperial edict. Seeing that the imperial edict was like a meteor rushing into the sky, hitting the sky, a huge black hole flashed and the golden border was revealed. Xiao Hua moved for a moment, and stopped again. A wisp of the Buddhist consciousness emerged, and as the imperial edict fell into the black hole, it disappeared.

At the same time, a light that was more dazzling than the sun rushed out of the black hole. While everyone closed their eyes slightly, a seemingly broken dragon gate appeared on Yaotai Mountain.

Linghu Piwan flew to the dragon gate in a hurry, raised his hand and took out a few jade boxes from his wide sleeves, glanced at Xiao Hua, and said loudly: "Dear immortal friends, these are the treasures prepared by my Xingjun Palace for the Yaotai Meeting here. Which immortal friend is destined to be, you can find them at the Yaotai Meeting!"

After saying that, Linghu Piwang didn't explain what was inside these jade boxes. He raised his hand and sent it into the dragon gate. A few colorful carp swallowed it in one bite, disappearing like before.

Finally, Linghu Piwang's sleeve robe waved again, hundreds of colorful lights rushed out, hundreds of fists-sized signs of national masters were similar to the jade seal, and Linghu Piwang coughed and said, "This is the 483 national masters' signatures of this Yaotai meeting. My Star Lord Hall put it in ten star arrays such as Jishui Leopard, Sanshui Ape and Zhenshui Worm..." After saying this in a hurry, Linghu Piwang waved his hand, and hundreds of dragon roars were sent out from the jade seal. The slut outside the jade seal seemed to be alive, and roared and rushed into the dragon gate with yellow clouds and disappeared.

Linghu Piwan finally felt relieved, and bowed to Gao Tian again and said, "Thank you the holy kindness, and the courtesy is fulfilled..." Then the twenty-eight star generals looked at each other. Some star generals had gloating on their faces, some were bitter, and some were gloating, one by one, urged the auspicious clouds to fall into Yaotai Mountain.

"Zhier Lang..." Fu Zhiwen saw the star generals leaving and shouted loudly: "Enter the formation, take all the 483 national teacher signs!"

"Yes!" The disciples of the Craft Sect were as powerful as rainbows. While agreeing in unison, the incomplete dragon gate shook twice.

Seeing that 100,000 disciples of the Craft Sect were as lightning as they fell into the Dragon Gate one by one, Zhichengzi and other Taoist monks did not hesitate anymore. They all turned their heads and bowed to Xiao Hua and urged them to go! Although the number of 483 national masters is really quite large, they can build 483 Taoist countries on the Tibetan Immortal Continent. Zhichengzi and others have no doubts. Building 483 countries with the strength of the Craft Sect is easy to get rid of!

Zhichengzi and others left. Linghu Pihang sorted out his clothes, flew to Xiao Hua, and bowed and said, "My younger generation Linghu Pihang has come to see Zhenren Xiao! I used to hold the imperial edict of the Immortal Palace and it was inconvenient to salute him. Now I came here to apologize."

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