As the morning sun rises, thousands of soft rays of light shine on the earth. The dew-covered flowers, plants and trees are all dyed with a golden color, showing bright and fresh vitality. The milky white clouds and mist slowly disperse, revealing a huge
The mountain peak gradually reveals its true appearance.
This mountain peak is covered with white snow and is as crystal clear as jade. The melted snow water forms waterfalls and springs, adding a dynamic beauty to this sacred mountain that has stood for countless years. Starting from the mountainside, it is gradually covered with vegetation.
There are thick trees and lush green trees. From time to time, the chirping of birds and animals can be heard, and a few auspicious cranes fly past with their long calls, hovering in the air. It is like a fairyland, which makes people yearn for it.
In the middle of the mountain, a tall palace stands majestically. The three-story palace has cornices in all directions and is magnificent. Just below the eaves on the ground floor, there is a purple plaque with two big characters written on it - dragons and phoenixes dancing on it -
Tianshou.
This is Tianshou Peak, the main peak of the Hundred Beasts Palace, one of the thirteen palaces of the Yunxiao Sect.
A middle-aged man with a curly beard and a farmer's outfit stood on the square in front of the main hall with his hands behind his back, looking at the mountains in the distance.
Beside him, a young man dressed as a scribe and with a calm temperament stood solemnly.
"Yutian," the middle-aged man asked, "how is that girl in your family doing? Did the incident in Langshan Secret Realm not cast a shadow on her?"
"To talk about my ancestors, Caifang girl is quite normal. She has been practicing diligently on the mountain these past few days and has not shown any emotions." The young man replied respectfully.
"Old ancestor, ancestor, am I very old?" The middle-aged man said dissatisfied: "How many times have I told you that you are my true disciple, just call me master from now on."
"Yes, Master."
The two people talking to each other, the middle-aged man named Lan Yuanzhan, is the ancestor of Jindan of Tianshou Peak. The younger one is called Lan Yutian, a direct descendant of Lan Yuanzhan and his true disciple. p>
The Lan Caifang they are talking about is Lan Yutian's direct granddaughter.
"Well," Master Yuan Xian nodded with satisfaction and continued: "Misfortune depends on blessings. What happened to this girl is not necessarily a bad thing. People who have died once should be in a better state of mind than others when they practice cultivation in the future.
How many points."
"Yes."
"What's the name of the boy who saved her? You even gave him a beast tag. Did he come to choose a pet?"
"This person's name is Yang Zhen," Lan Yutian said with a smile: "According to Senior Brother Yu Qing, this person wants to wait for the sect's contribution points before making a selection. He must be disdainful of monsters with less than a thousand points."
"Haha, then he has to choose carefully!"
"Ancestor, oh, Master, during today's discussion, will the rewards for Langshan be decided?" Lan Yutian then asked.
"Absolutely!" Lan Yuanzhen snorted and looked up into the distance.
The young man stopped talking when he saw this, and also looked into the distance.
A ray of light is approaching from far away, approaching quickly.
"I've seen Uncle Lan," the person who came over was a tall, thin and fair middle-aged man, who saluted Lan Yuanzhan from a distance.
Lan Yuanzhen nodded slightly: "Well, go in and sit down!"
"Yes." The middle-aged man responded, but instead of rushing into the palace, he met Lan Yutian again.
Lan Yutian did not dare to be as casual as his master, so he hurriedly bowed and returned the greeting: "Hello, Senior Brother Shougui! You are the first one again this time, haha! Please come in!"
This fair-skinned middle-aged man, named Hong Shougui, is the grandson of Hong Zhengli, the head of the Yunxiao Sect, and is also the true disciple of the head of the Yunxiao Sect.
This time he came to Tianshou Peak to attend the sect’s elders’ meeting.
The Yunxiao Sect's Elders' Meeting was originally a meeting that only Jindan Zhenren could participate in. It was held on the second day of every lunar month to decide on various major affairs of the sect.
However, it didn't take long for these Jindan ancestors to be unwilling to participate.
Why?
First, cultivation is the kingly way! You have to have meetings every month, but I am in retreat for several years. What should I do?
Second, it’s boring. For these old monsters who have lived for hundreds of years, what ups and downs have they not seen? The so-called major events at every meeting, if viewed in the course of a hundred or two hundred years of history, many of them are nothing.
Is it necessary to participate in these trivial matters every time?
Therefore, the ancestors sent their true disciples to attend the meeting on their behalf.
The true disciples are the heirs of the ancestor of Jindan. They share the same love as father and son, and are even closer than father and son. They symbolize Jindan himself on many occasions, so as a representative, it makes sense.
But in this way, things changed again. The dignified elders' meeting finally turned into a meeting of a group of disciples. The major issues of the sect were decided by these monks who were not as good as the Zi Mansion and even had Qi training at the bottom. Although these people will report the contents of the meeting to their master afterwards, many people still think it is a bit of a joke.
So another rule was added. Every elders meeting must be attended by at least one Jindan Patriarch. As the host of the meeting, the meeting is rotated once a year. The meeting location is also set at the main peak where this Jindan is located.
This rule is very similar to a term used by Yang Zhen in her previous life: rotating meeting chairman.
Of course, some extremely secret and important matters can only be decided by Elder Jindan. However, such matters only happen once or twice in ten years.
Beginning this year, the sect’s elders will take turns to be chaired by Lan Yuanzhan, and the location is naturally set to be Tianshou Palace in Tianshou Peak.
Not long after Hong Shou returned, another ray of light came closer.
This is a young man with a bright complexion and purple clothes. His surname is Wang Mingmiao, and he is a true disciple of Zhenguo Hall.
Wang Miao also bowed politely to Lan Yuanzhen. Lan Zhenren snorted and waved his hand to let him in.
Lan Yutian still returned the favor meticulously.
Not long after this man entered the palace, under the morning glow in the distance, a big bird was approaching quickly.
Sitting on the giant bird was a slender young man with sharp eyebrows and starry eyes. He shouted loudly:
"Grandpa Lan, am I the first one today?"
"You're so lazy, you still want to be first? You're late, it's time for a spanking!" Lan Yuanzhen pretended to be angry, but with a smile on his lips, he was obviously very familiar with this young man.
"Nephew, you are third this time. Compared with last month, you are much faster." Lan Yutian also greeted with a smile.
The young man's name is Kuang Husheng, and he is a descendant of Kuang Shuai of the Demon Control Palace. He is also his true disciple, but his cultivation level is only in the middle stage of foundation building.
The Demon Control Palace and the Beast Palace have always been on good terms, and this Kuanghu was born in front of the two prominent Lan family members, so he was not surprised at all.
He giggled a few times, jumped off his mount, bowed casually to the two of them, and strode towards the main hall.
But he left the big bird in the square.
"Xiao Hei." Lan Yutian waved.
The big bird ran over with bounding steps and buried its beak in his arms, looking quite intimate.
This big bird is called the red-bellied eagle. It is blue-grey all over, with only a red horizontal stripe on its chest, hence its name. When its whole body is spread out, it is ten feet in size. It is a very ferocious monster bird.
But at this time, the red-bellied eagle was very calm and honest in Lan Yutian's arms.
"Go find your friend!" Lan Yutian stroked her for a while and whispered.
The red-bellied eagle let out a cheerful roar, spread its wings, and flew towards a valley at the bottom of the mountain.
"You've already developed your intelligence, and you're still playing with a bunch of beasts." Master Yuanzhan on the side shook his head, as if sighing at his unsatisfactory child.
Soon after, one after another true disciples arrived one after another, either driving the Escape Light or driving the Flying Sword.
A quarter of an hour later, the last ray of light came from the distant mountains.