The emergence of the Sanmulberry Tree shocked the entire Yunmengze. Groups of monks rushed to Donghua Prefecture from all over the world, just to see the sacred tree. At the first sight, they were all impressed by the majesty of the sacred tree.
I worship the beauty of heaven.
The public is even more lively and there are many rumors. There is even a theory that the sacred tree was planted by the Wenshi sect.
Soon, another shocking news came out. The news that the Wenshi Sect had a third great monk who transformed into gods spread throughout every corner of Yunmengze along with the frequent communication talismans between heaven and earth.
At the same time, the Wenshi Sect began to send out congratulatory messages, announcing that the promotion ceremony and double cultivation ceremony of the newly promoted Qingmu Taoist Master would be held on the ninth day of June three months later. Guests and friends from all over the world were invited to participate in the grand event!
For a time, the entire world of immortal cultivation was boiling because of this. More monks came to Donghua Prefecture. Everyone was proud to have a congratulatory card. Some even said that they would pay ten thousand gold to receive a congratulatory card, just so that they could receive it.
Enter Wenshi Pavilion to observe the ceremony.
Transformation of God is the highest level of cultivation that can be achieved in the small world. Even in a place as rich in spiritual energy as Yunmengze, only one person among tens of millions of people can successfully break through the chasm of the fusion realm, which shows how difficult it is to advance.
A sect can only be considered a truly large sect if it has the Avatar God.
The disciples of the Wenshi Sect are extremely proud of it. They walk with wind these days, and the expressions on everyone's face are full of joy.
The situation was different from when Dayan had not yet ascended. At that time, although the Wenshi Sect actually had three gods, because Dayan was self-proclaimed in the Great Xumi Qiankun Pagoda and was not allowed to go out, many people thought there were only two. Now
But it’s different, this time there are three actual gods!
Some people are happy while others are worried. The more prosperous the Wenshi sect becomes, the greater the impact on the Shaoyang sect, which is as famous as the Wenshi sect.
Since Hong Li returned to the sect from the East Wilderness Sea, he has become furious and called all the Nascent Soul stage monks in the sect to come to him. He scolded them one by one and ordered them all to retreat immediately. They were not allowed to leave the retreat until they reached the level of spiritual transformation.
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The monks could only secretly smile bitterly: If the transformation of gods could be achieved through seclusion alone, Yun Mengze would not have only a dozen transformations of gods now.
Zhang Nianyu unfortunately happened to be in the sect at this time, so he was naturally one of the people being criticized. Like everyone else, he was respectful on the face, but very disapproving in his heart, and began to feel heartbroken about his own wallet.
That guy Liu Qinghuan, who is so quiet that he turns into a god, still holds a grand ceremony and accepts gifts. He is so disgusting and disgusting!
This farce finally came to an end with the arrival of Wuqi.
Even though Wu Qi was affable in front of outsiders, he was very serious when facing Hong Li, because the latter was the same disciple who was brought up by the former. Hong Li might be surly and withdrawn, but he always respected Wu Qi.
Zhang Nianyu, who had escaped the disaster, followed the others and exited the place where Hong Li lived. His careless look showed his indifference, and he accidentally bumped into the person in front of him.
"Oh, it's Senior Brother Duan." Zhang Nianyu smiled and cupped his hands: "I'm sorry."
The person in front stopped, looked back at him with his nostrils, brushed his sleeves, and continued walking out without saying a word.
Zhang Nianyu's smile remained unchanged, but a trace of disdain flashed in his eyes.
This senior brother named Duan Qingqing always had his nostrils open on the top of his head, and his cultivation had reached the Nascent Soul stage for many years. He was once favored and sought after by many people, and he was a popular person who could advance to the level of god. But as time went by,
After several failed attempts at merging with him, that illusion was shattered, so his temperament became increasingly weird, and he gradually showed signs of getting closer to Hong Li's temperament.
Presumably at this time, his heart must be full of resentment and unwillingness. Even Liu Qinghuan, who was originally a junior, has caught up from behind, but he is still in the Nascent Soul Stage. How can he not be discouraged?
Zhang Nianyu made a bad guess and was about to leave when he was blocked by Senior Brother Duan.
After a brief moment of surprise, he asked, "Senior brother, is there something wrong?"
Duan Qingqing was silent for a moment. It seemed that the words he was about to say were extremely difficult to say. After a long time, he said in a hoarse voice: "Are you friends with the newly promoted Taoist Qingmu?"
Zhang Nianyu's heart changed and he said with a smile: "Does the friendship from fighting count?"
Seeing that the left side of the other person's face twitched, he added: "There is indeed a bit of friendship. I think with Liu Qinghuan's temperament, he won't turn his back and deny others as soon as he becomes a god."
Zhang Nianyu couldn't help but be curious. The other party suddenly came to him, but he didn't know what he meant.
Duan Qingqing's face twitched again: "Then... do you know what Tao realm he cultivated? And how to integrate the Tao realm? I heard that he is a master of alchemy. Is there any elixir that can break through the realm...
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Zhang Nianyu frowned, couldn't help interrupting the other party, and said seriously: "Senior Brother Duan, these are other people's secrets of cultivation. Although I have always been invisible, there is no way I can inquire about these, so I ask Senior Brother to be silent. What's more,
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He looked at Duan Qingqing: "Senior brother, you cultivate the Qingqing Dao, but Brother Liu is the one who is about to hold a double cultivation ceremony. Obviously, the path he cultivates is completely different from that of senior brother."
After saying that, he confessed his crime and turned around to leave, leaving behind Duan Qingqing who could no longer hide his jealousy and resentment.
Not being jealous is a mediocre talent. How much praise you get will be how much jealousy and hatred you get. The ancients are honest and don't deceive others.
But in the Xingyue Palace, which is not far away from the Shaoyang Sect, there was a lot of joy and excitement inside. Especially on the day when the Wenshi Sect sent the betrothal gift, there was singing and dancing, and countless female nuns with various manners came and went in the palace.
Ningcuifeng where Yinyin lives.
Although the monk's dual cultivation ceremony does not have the six complicated rites like ordinary people's marriage, when it is actually done, it is much more delicate than ordinary people. In addition, Liu Qinghuan attaches great importance to it, so the betrothal gift becomes even more grand.
Countless brocade boxes and cages were placed throughout the room, and all kinds of unheard-of rare spiritual objects shone brightly. Among them were a fire-type earth-level elixir exuding a strong medicinal fragrance, and a drop of bright red blood of the fire phoenix.
And an innate spiritual jade Ruyi is the most eye-catching.
The female nuns who crowded in the door to watch would exclaim every time they saw something, and all of them looked envious.
Mu Yinyin didn't look too much, but gently stroked an inconspicuous-looking green wood hairpin with a little smile in her eyes.
The graceful spring conceals the brows. The dream conveys sentimentality, and the exquisite pearls are in the palm of the hand.
A wisp of green silk heart is cocoa, the cause and effect are sown early when we meet.
It is expected that I should have known me in my previous life, with my wooden bones lingering around me and my habit of lying in the clouds.
A delicate fragrance blooms in front of the mirror, and it cleverly locks the lovesickness for you.
Mu Yinyin had a wooden comb that she kept in her bun all year round, so she could tell at a glance that this green wood hairpin was carved by Liu Qinghuan himself. So compared to other valuables, this wooden hairpin was the most valuable to her.
of mind.
You gave me a wooden hairpin, and I tied it for your hair. We knotted them in the same heart, and the white hair will not be separated.
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On that day, the sky was clear and the sun was shining. The Wenshi sect, who always aimed to live in seclusion and practice cultivation, opened the mountain gate to welcome visitors from all directions.
A high platform has been set up in front of the Liangyi Palace in Immortal Peak, and the guests who came to congratulate were seated on both sides, and the spacious square in front of the palace was full.
This grand ceremony was not only a ceremony for Liu Qinghuan's dual cultivation, but also a celebration ceremony for his promotion to the God of Transformation. Therefore, Yun Mengze's Digital God of Transformation was sitting in the front row, followed by people from various sects and aristocratic families.
It can be said that most of Yun Mengze's prominent figures were present today.
Many people even came to Sao Feng Continent and Dong Ya Yi Island, such as the Seven Star Alliance, which Liu Qinghuan had joined back then, and the Dark Cliff Chamber of Commerce, which they had a history with.
There are also some unexpected guests, such as a few Snowman tribesmen who are two or three feet tall sitting in the northeast corner, and the ancient beast tribe Wei Ya, Bi Shen and others who are dressed in obviously different clothes.
This also made many people secretly surprised by Liu Qinghuan's wide circle of friends, and their eyes became more eager.
"Dang! Dang! Dang!"
As the forty-nine bells rang through the sky above Wenshi School, the guests who were still chatting in low voices all quieted down. Zuo Zhishan, dressed in festive clothes, walked out of the hall, bowed solemnly to the people below, and shouted loudly.
He shouted: "At the beginning of the ceremony, please invite Taoist Qingmu!"
It's killing me. It took eight or nine hours to write two chapters. The author is almost exhausted...