Chapter 1456 Congratulations to the old ancestor, Xiaozu, Xiaoxiao!
Chapter 1456 Farewell to the ancestor and the little ancestor!
Gulu! Gulu! Gulu!
In one breath, countless sounds of swallowing saliva could be heard among the crowd thousands of miles away.
At this moment, everyone watching the battle had expressions of dumbfounded expression on their faces that could not be concealed, and their brains had almost lost the ability to think.
This battle started suddenly and ended suddenly!
During the battle, the methods used by both sides, whether it was fishing for the moon from the bottom of a well or slashing with one sword, were all far beyond the scope of everyone's understanding!
"This...hehe!"
Chu Tian stared blankly into the distance. After being stunned for a moment, he suddenly smiled helplessly.
At this time, he realized that his worries just now were completely unnecessary!
Three thousand years ago, Ba Lao was able to dominate Meng Yunxiao. Three thousand years later, he is still able to dominate the opponent!
Three thousand years have passed, and your uncle is still your uncle. It has not changed at all. In this short battle just now, it was fully reflected!
"No, leave quickly!"
High in the sky, Xiao Yun, who originally looked confident, saw that the palace master he had summoned was quickly defeated. His expression suddenly changed, he exclaimed, turned around and shot away.
Cui Tianming and Huo Yan, who were standing nearby, also changed their expressions suddenly. Without saying a word, they turned around and ran away, quickly disappearing without a trace.
Ba Lao turned his head and glanced at the three of them casually. Instead of getting up to pursue them, he flicked his palm and put away the Immortal Killing Sword.
"Seven days later, the Shenlian Sect will be re-established. Welcome all comrades from Central Continent to come and watch the ceremony!"
After a breath, Ba Lao swept across the audience and spoke loudly. His voice was like thunder from the sky, instantly reaching thousands of miles away.
After saying that, he quickly turned around and prepared to leave.
At this moment, a semi-saint from a certain Tianyang Domain sect in the distance suddenly stood up.
He spoke tremblingly and made a request, hoping that Ba Lao could release the many trial disciples trapped in the mysterious realm.
"Sincerity, I need to see sincerity!"
After receiving the request, Balao responded coldly and waved his hand to signal these people to leave.
Sincerity!
Upon hearing these two words, the half-saints from various sects in the Tianyang Domain generally sighed, with deep bitter expressions on their faces.
In the past few thousand years, these Tianyang Domain sects have continuously sucked blood from the Shenlian Sect and the three major sects that followed. It was extremely enjoyable, but now it’s time to express their sincerity!
What is sincerity?
Sincerity is compensation!
If the compensation is not enough, it is impossible for those trial disciples to leave casually!
As for simply giving up the trials in the secret realm, it is basically impossible for the various sects in Tianyang Domain.
Because the disciples who can enter the mystical realm for trials are the talented elites of each sect.
Giving up these talented elites is equivalent to giving up the future of your own sect!
As for finding a bigger backer, coming to Shenlian Sect to reason, or intimidating Shenlian Sect, it is even more impossible!
Even Meng Yunxiao, the leader of the Tianyang Domain and the master of the Eclipse Sword Palace, can't do anything to Ba Qingxuan!
Even if other powerful Saint Kings are invited, I'm afraid it won't have any obvious effect!
Besides, which saint king in Central Continent would openly offend Ba Qingxuan, the first saint from three thousand years ago, for such a trivial matter!
"well……"
After a while, they all shook their heads and sighed, turned around and left in a hurry. At the same time, they were thinking about what kind of sincerity they needed to prepare to impress Ba Qingxuan.
Wow!
After many outer sect warriors left, the remaining three sects' faces were filled with excitement, and they turned into large dazzling streams of light and quickly flew over the Qinglan Mountains.
"Disciple has met Patriarch Qingxuan!"
After a while, everyone was proud and proud, suppressing the excitement in their hearts, and bowed to Balao.
Some elders from the three sects who missed the Shenlian Sect very much, while bowing and saluting, their whole bodies were shaking, their eyes were red, and they even shed tears of excitement that could not be concealed.
For them, rebuilding the Shenlian Sect was just a wishful thinking, and could only be realized in a dream.
But they never expected that their dream wish would soon come true!
Ba Lao stood in the air with his hands behind his back, his face slightly pale, and he glanced at these excited warriors from the three sects. He was about to reprimand a few words, but suddenly he remembered Lan Meier's instructions before she died.
"Get up!"
He sighed, waved his hand, and motioned for everyone to get up.
After hearing this, everyone stood up quickly and looked at Balao respectfully.
The heads of the three major sects had their hearts beating wildly at this moment and their faces were full of nervousness. They were afraid that the ancestor Qingxuan in front of them, who was going on a killing spree, would blame the three of them for the decline and split of the Shenlian Sect.
"The three of you are responsible for arranging the Shenlian Sect's reconstruction ceremony seven days later, which can be regarded as atonement for your sins!"
Balao glanced at the three of them and shouted lightly.
"Follow the instructions of our ancestors!"
After the three of them heard this, they suddenly breathed a sigh of relief and hurriedly bowed.
"Chutian, take Sun Cangyao and come with me!"
After finishing the instructions, Ba Lao said to Chu Tian.
Whoosh!
After saying that, he turned around and took a step forward, turning into a stream of light, instantly rushing into the void and disappearing.
Upon hearing this, Chu Tian hurriedly grabbed the precious disciple beside him and chased after him.
"Congratulations to my ancestor, my little ancestor, my little ancestor!"
When Chu Tian left, a chorus of congratulations suddenly came from behind.
"I……"
After hearing this farewell, Chu Tian was speechless for a moment.
What old ancestor, little ancestor, little ancestor!
This group of people really know how to observe people's emotions and flatter others. They can tell at a glance that he is Balao's disciple, and Sun Cangyao is his disciple!
Chu Tian turned his head, showed everyone a dumbfounded expression, and quickly accelerated to catch up with Balao.
After watching Chu Tian and Sun Cangyao disappear, the three sect leaders immediately began to issue various orders, and the entire Qinglan Mountains quickly became busy in the middle of the night.
At the same time, far away in the depths of the void, thousands of miles away, there was a silver-white palace floating quietly, its entire body emitting a faint light.
"Um!"
Suddenly, a painful groan came from a room deep in the palace.
In the room, a middle-aged man wearing white clothes stood in front of a water tank filled with water. The reflection of the moon in the water was swaying gently and was already in a broken state.
The middle-aged man is thin and has a feminine face. He has long black hair that is draped over his shoulders. He stretches out both palms and dips into the water.
This person is none other than Meng Yunxiao, the master of the Eclipse Sword Palace!
Not far away from Meng Yunxiao, there was an old man in gray clothes standing respectfully. He had short hair, an equally thin figure, an ordinary face, and an unspectacular appearance.
Wow!
Suddenly, Meng Yunxiao withdrew his hands from the water. Blood was already dripping on his hands, slowly dripping down. It looked shocking.
"Palace Master, you..."
When the old man in gray clothes not far away saw this, his expression changed drastically. He was about to say a greeting, but was interrupted by Meng Yunxiao raising his hand.
"We haven't seen him for three thousand years. I underestimated him... Seven days later, on behalf of my Eclipse Sword Palace, you will send a congratulatory gift and bring back our trial disciples by the way!"
Meng Yunxiao turned his head and spoke calmly. At the same time, a light flashed on his hand, and all injuries disappeared instantly.
"this……"
When the old man in gray shirt heard this, his expression changed again, but he turned around and left in a hurry without saying anything else.
"Haha, Ba Qingxuan, after three thousand years, you have returned and want to rebuild the Shenlian Sect. I am afraid that some forces and people in Central Continent will be very nervous!"
After the old man in gray shirt left, Meng Yunxiao walked to the window with his hands behind his back, looked at the rising and falling clouds in the distant night, and opened his mouth with a cold smile.