Chapter 1073 The Chief Ceremony begins, add more bets!
Three days later.
Cangyun Immortal Palace welcomed many distinguished guests, and the martial arts arena was already crowded with people.
More than a thousand inner sect disciples were present and stood quietly outside the martial arts arena. They were dressed in white and had an extraordinary bearing. There were many people with extraordinary talents.
Behind the inner disciples, there are tens of thousands of outer disciples following closely. They stand solemnly and quietly, and their gray robes have an aura of immortality. There is no immortal immortal that mortals can hope for more than this.
Any person can be called the proud son of heaven who is hard to look up to.
Ordinary casual cultivators here would probably find it difficult to raise their heads. They would be overwhelmed by this terrifying formation, and even standing quietly in it would feel ashamed.
This is the strength of Cangyun Immortal Palace and the foundation of Tianjie Sect.
But today, even these tens of thousands of talented people are struggling to shine.
The focus of the whole scene was on the two people standing quietly in the martial arts arena.
As a contemporary senior sister, Zhong Limeng naturally stood quietly on the right, while Fu Haotian stood on the left holding a cloud fan with a calm and confident expression.
This man and woman attracted tens of thousands of eyes. The chief disciple of Cangyun Tiangong will be born among them. The future master of Tiangong is right in front of him.
The two of them were like the sun and the moon, their light covering up the stars behind them.
The chief ceremony has not yet begun, countless eyes have been attracted to these two people, and a depressing and tense atmosphere spread silently in the martial arts field.
The clouds and mist curled up, and the glow echoed.
Although there was a peaceful scene all around, the many disciples behind him were already on tenterhooks, and their breathing became more cautious.
Wait for a long time.
A young disciple withdrew his gaze and nervously transmitted a message to the senior brother next to him.
"Brother, do you think Senior Sister Zhongli is better than Fu Haotian?"
The middle-aged man frowned when he heard the sound and did not dare to show sympathy.
"The outcome is unpredictable..."
"Our brothers and sisters have tried our best to search and hunt demons to the death. However, Fu Haotian has invited many experts to help us. We can't compare, so we can only do our best to obey fate."
Hearing the sound, the young man's face became more solemn, and worry began to appear.
"Senior brother, we are not even afraid of death. Those heaven-level masters may not dare to distract the demon hunters. I believe our results will be no less than theirs!"
"Just be afraid, Fu Haotian, this hypocrite, is doing something secretly."
The middle-aged man nodded when he heard this, his face darkened a bit.
"It's possible."
"However, today the Palace Master is here in person, and other senior officials of Tianzong are also present. Fu Haotian's family background is extraordinary, and he has not yet reached the point where he can cover the sky with one hand."
"Win or lose, success or failure, I believe there will be a fair judgment!"
"Everything is determined by the number of demon corpses!"
The young man nodded upon hearing this and secretly clenched his fists in his sleeves.
When they were transmitting the message, several figures appeared in the void. Their powerful auras were terrifying and terrifying. Once they appeared, the atmosphere at the scene became even more tense and solemn!
Many distinguished guests sat on the stage, exuding extraordinary magnanimity, with an unfathomable aura emanating from their entire bodies. Even their faces were shrouded in the aura, making it difficult for ordinary people to see clearly.
Even if he just stood still, he was like several gods, and the eyes looking down from him exuded a terrifying and terrifying pressure.
Suddenly.
Countless disciples watched with admiration, and their whispers were full of surprises.
"That senior is dressed in a robe of fire, and is filled with the power of Zhiyang Dao. Could he be the legendary Nine Fire Master?"
"According to legend, Master Jiuhuo was a second-grade heavenly cultivator 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 come!"
"Is that the beautiful senior next to me the number one expert in the Nanli Heaven Realm, Longyue Xuanji?"
"Look! There is also senior Yuan Zhenzi, the head of Wanhai Dao Sect!"
"That one is the great elder of Qianyuan Tianmen, senior Jiang Xuran, a true heaven-level master!"
"Hiss! All the senior officials of the seven heavenly sects in the Nanli Heaven Realm are present. It is truly a grand event that is rarely seen in a thousand years!"
The outer disciples looked surprised and shocked, and couldn't help but send messages again and again.
Although they are disciples of Tianzong, their cultivation and knowledge are relatively limited. They have never seen such a battle, and they are always in awe when they meet the elders of their sect.
At this moment, witnessing the graceful demeanor of many of the rumored seniors, the honor has already overflowed in my eyes.
In contrast, the inner disciples were relatively calm, with a bit of excitement in their eyes, but they did not lose their demeanor as disciples of the Tian Sect, standing as steady and as quiet as a pine tree.
Occasionally, a few people looked back lightly and spoke coldly.
"We are here as distinguished guests. If you are so rude, wouldn't it dishonor the reputation of the Heavenly Palace?"
"Our Cangyun Tiangong has been inherited for tens of thousands of years. It is natural that the chief ceremony will attract many distinguished guests. Why is there such a fuss?"
With a few arrogant words, the outer disciples immediately calmed down.
The scene finally calmed down, but the excitement could no longer be suppressed.
Tens of thousands of geniuses looked forward to it, all looking towards the VIP seats on the stage.
The seven distinguished guests just stood silently, and they still felt an extremely terrifying sense of oppression. The mysterious power of the avenue lingered around them. Even the elders of Cangyun Tiangong could only stand silently under the jade steps, not daring to stand parallel to these eight people.
Sudden.
The seven masters all raised their eyes, and the glow in the sky was very rich.
Immediately afterwards, ripples in the void spread layer by layer, and the glow spread across the sky like a lake.
Seeing such a vision, the seven people's eyes shone brightly.
The old man in the fire robe stroked his beard and laughed, and the terrifying power swept across the audience like a wave!
"Hahaha!"
"I haven't seen you in just a thousand years, but the master of Nanli Palace has advanced so far. I am really ashamed of myself for this level of talent."
Just smile casually, and the power of the avenue sweeps over you like a sea tide.
The faces of tens of thousands of Tiangong disciples were pale, and their bodies were swaying as if they were facing a storm.
Only a few hundred elite disciples could barely keep their bodies steady.
Zhong Limeng and Fu Haotian looked solemn, but their clothes were slightly lifted.
Such an outstanding performance immediately attracted the eyes of the seven masters to express their admiration, and at the same time, they also turned their attention to the sky.
Finally, the ripples in the void stopped.
A middle-aged man in a white gown stepped out with his hands behind his back.
He has an extraordinary handsome appearance and is slightly younger than the masters in the starting field, but his expression is calm and he does not feel any pressure at all.
step.
Step through the void and walk out.
Two steps.
Take a seat on the stage and slowly raise your hands.
"Everyone, you are welcome and safe."
With a calm word, the power of the great avenues around him returned to calm, without any ripples, as if everything had disappeared like clouds of smoke.
The old man in the fire robe showed fear in his eyes, and he also cupped his fists and saluted.
"Palace Master Nanli, long time no see."
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 path to immortality is based on martial arts.
Nanli Qingming's cultivation was only ten thousand years old. In front of this old monster, he was almost considered a junior, but his ability to not fall behind at all was enough to awe the seven masters.
Regardless of his cultivation level or age, this contemporary Lord of the Heavenly Palace is already treated as an equal, and is vaguely superior to him.
Nanli Qingming smiles elegantly and without any pretense.
As the master, he was the first to sit down on the main chair, then extended his hand to greet the masters of the seven heavenly sects and smiled at them.
"Everyone, please take a seat."
"Today is the chief ceremony of my heavenly palace. I take the liberty to invite you all to come and bear witness. If there is any lack of hospitality, please forgive me."
Nanli Qingming speaks calmly, smiles, and reaches out in a very elegant manner, making people feel like they are taking a breath of spring breeze.
The masters of the seven major sects were also extremely polite and exchanged greetings to show their dignity.
"Master Nanli Palace made a serious statement. It is a great honor for us to witness the grand ceremony of your palace."
"Yes, Cangyun Tiangong has an extraordinary foundation, and the two disciples of your palace are very talented. They are both dragons and phoenixes among men!"
"Well, being able to witness the grand ceremony this time is indeed a great story!"
"This is very true. I think your palace Fu Haotian has profound cultivation and is truly an unparalleled talent."
"Indeed, Fu Haotian's future is limitless!"
Just a few words, full of profound meaning.
The chief ceremony competition has not yet started, but among the seven distinguished guests, some are already leaning towards Fu Haotian. This obvious attitude is really thought-provoking.
The disciples outside the martial arts arena quietly changed their expressions, and different expressions instantly overflowed on their faces.
Nanli Qingming's eyes flashed, but he smiled naturally and nodded sideways.
Under the jade steps.
The wrinkled Great Elder made a salute, turned around and announced loudly!
"The chief ceremony begins!"
"Today, witnessed by the Palace Master and the seniors of the seven major sects, a chief ceremony will be held at the martial arts arena. The winner will be determined by the number of monster corpses killed, and the position of chief will be determined!"
"The three-day period has arrived, Fu Haotian and Zhong Limeng each show their demon hunting results!"
"If there is no objection, you two will start now!"
The loud sound echoed, and everyone held their breath and looked at the martial arts field!
Just when Zhong Limeng was solemnly doing his salute, Fu Haotian suddenly spoke out confidently.
"Wait a minute!"
"The Great Elder Ming Jian, the disciple also wants to place a bet!"
A deep voice sounded, and everyone in the audience was shocked.
The seven masters on the stage watched silently, their eyes attracted by that proud figure, and the hearts of all the disciples around the martial arts field became even more tense!
Zhongli Meng also raised his eyes in astonishment, a bad premonition appeared in his eyes!
Plus a bet?
The chief ceremony is extremely cruel. Once the position of chief is determined by winning or losing, the situation of the two competing people will be very different from now on. The consequences for the loser can be imagined.
In the face of such a severe competition, you actually dare to place a bet?