The current ranking situation seems to be very favorable for the Taiqing Sect. Liu Ming and the purple-haired man are tied for first place, Beidou Pavilion Silver Seer is third, followed by the silver-cart young man, Luo Tiancheng, Murong Xueyue and the young woman in green, black
Phoenix Fairy, Eagle-faced Man, Long Xuan, etc.
In the following time, Liu Ming and others returned to the gathering place of their respective sects. Xuanwu, the envoy of the Heavenly Palace, walked to the stone tablet again, turned over his hand and took out a simple bluestone array plate. He kept chanting obscure spells in his mouth, and another blue light shot out.
Submerged in the stone monument.
Suddenly a green light flashed on the surface of the stone tablet, and everyone's names and luck values ​​disappeared on the stone tablet.
After a moment, the green light on the stone tablet condensed again, and the names of the sects and families were lined up one by one.
Taiqingmen won the first place in this Tianmen Association with a total luck value of seven and a half golden locks, which was only less than one-tenth more golden locks than the second-ranked Beidou Pavilion.
The third place is Tiangong Sect, followed by Mo Xuan Sect, followed by Murong Family, Tianyao Valley, Haoran Academy only ranked seventh, then Ouyang Family followed, and then came other aristocratic families.
With some small or large sects, etc.
Seeing the final rankings on the stone tablet, the heads of the major sects and the elders of the aristocratic families had different expressions on their faces.
"Taiqingmen...Liu Ming..."
The Master of Beidou Pavilion glanced at the stone tablet, with a hint of surprise on his face, and then glanced at where Liu Ming and Tian Ge were, and smiled slightly.
He didn't seem to care that the first prize he had obtained was suddenly snatched away by the Taiqing Sect.
"Well, Beidou Pavilion intervened today, and it's pretty good to be able to achieve the current ranking!" A middle-aged man from the Tiangong Sect murmured. The other two also nodded.
The old man in black robe who led the Murong family was standing with his hands behind his back and remained silent.
"Brother and sister Murong have tried their best, but there seems to be something strange about this Tianmen meeting. The last few people who came out have accumulated so much luck. It stands to reason that no matter how powerful the inheritance is, the luck given by them will not be like this.
So many." Another white-haired old man said with a frown.
"Of course I know this. The fact that these disciples have gained so much luck probably has something to do with the previous changes." The old man in black robe replied with a snort.
Liu Ming was also quite puzzled. He didn't know why he had so much luck all at once, but if he thought about it more carefully, it probably had something to do with his son personally killing the two monster incarnations.
"Next, I would like to ask all the heads and family elders participating in this Tianmen Conference to take out their respective artifacts to inherit their luck!"
While everyone present was still discussing the final ranking of the Tianmen Conference, Lu Meng, who was beside the stone tablet, announced again.
The sound was not loud, but it reached the ears of everyone present very clearly.
For a while, the top of the snow-capped mountains became quiet again.
You must know that all sects and sects can call them sect-suppressing artifacts. All of them are at the level of magic weapons. Most of them already existed when the sect was founded. They are usually placed in forbidden places for nourishment and nourishment. Ordinary disciples have no chance to see them.
After countless years of sacrificial refining and cultivation, most of these town sect artifacts have been closely related to the Qi of the sect and have been integrated into one. Not only do they possess great magical power, but they also usually serve as the center of the sect's mountain-protecting formation or to ward off evil spirits.
things to use.
In this way, even if a sect possesses many treasures, it will not easily leave the sect. It is even more difficult for outsiders to get a glimpse of the true appearance, and only in occasions such as the Tianmen Conference can such a glimpse
Chance.
The Tianmen Conference can only be held once every eight hundred years. If you miss this one, you will have to wait another eight hundred years.
Therefore, most of the casual cultivators and disciples of various sects and tribes at the scene were silent at this moment. Everyone was extremely excited and waiting for each sect to display the artifacts of the town, which was quite an eye-opener.
Where the Taiqing Sect gathered, Master Tiange immediately shook his sleeves and robes, a green light flashed, and a green staff suddenly appeared in his hand.
This staff is about several feet long, with shining green light. It looks quite simple. The top is in the shape of a dragon's head, with bright eyes. The body of the staff is like a green dragon circling upward, and the dragon's body is covered with circles of light.
There are a hundred and eight golden spirit patterns. At first glance, the entire staff looks like a blue dragon, emitting wisps of soft and gentle blue light.
Under the green light, Liu Ming felt a warm breath flowing through his body, and the mana in his body that was already on the verge of depletion gradually became full.
"It turns out that this is the Taiqing Sect's artifact. It is really extraordinary." He immediately muttered to himself.
Liu Ming calmed down and looked around. The other major sects also took out their respective suppressing artifacts.
In the hands of a man in a yellow shirt from the Tiangong Sect, an octagonal formation plate about the size of a foot appeared with a dim yellow light. A strange-looking monster beast was engraved on the eight corners of the formation plate, which was lifelike.
In the center of the formation disk, there are circles of fine spiritual patterns, flashing a breathtaking and strange red light.
The middle-aged Confucian scholar from Haoran Academy holds a golden scroll in one hand, and puts the other hand behind his back. His clothes are dancing, and his whole body seems to be illuminated by the golden scriptures, shrouded in a layer of golden light, and his body seems to be filled with a lot of energy.
A sacred and inviolable aura.
The old man in black robe of Moxuan Sect, dressed in gold brocade, had his arms folded over his shoulders and his face was expressionless, hanging in the air. Next to him was a white bone demon flag that was three to four feet in size and covered with black light. Surrounded by silk
There was a shroud of black air, there were faint ghosts appearing and disappearing, and there were bursts of ghosts crying and howling.
At the same time, the heads and elders of the other eight aristocratic families and various large, medium and small sects also took out their respective sect artifacts. For a time, various spiritual lights appeared one after another, and the spiritual energy on the scene became mixed and extremely rich.
Just as the people present were watching with dazzled eyes, the originally clear sky above the top of the snow-capped mountains suddenly turned into a dense darkness, making the entire snow-capped mountains seem to be at night, with stars in the sky shining brightly.
This scene naturally attracted everyone's attention.
But among the densely packed stars in the sky, wisps of starlight poured down from them, and they all gathered towards a man in a yellow shirt.
This person is none other than the Master of Beidou Pavilion!
I saw this person's eyes closed tightly, holding a fist-sized, sparkling dark blue bead in one hand. The wisps of starlight were pouring into it in an endless stream. In the dark blue bead, there were densely packed...
The white light spots are shining endlessly, seeming to form a nebula pattern, flowing slowly and continuously, which is quite strange.
Even though Liu Ming was far away, he could feel a vast aura as vast as an abyss escaping in all directions from the bead.
This scene immediately eclipsed the sect artifacts of most small and medium-sized sects, and even the eight major aristocratic families were somewhat beyond their reach.
"Luck begins!"
Seeing that all the sects were ready, the Heavenly Palace envoy immediately turned around, waved his sleeves and robes, and a ray of golden light flew out. It condensed in the void and turned into a huge golden rune.
With a "pop" sound, the golden runes flashed into the entire stone stele of luck. Suddenly, there was a loud rumbling sound, and the golden light shined brightly on the entire stone stele!
There was a loud "boom"!
The entire black and white stone tablet burst open and turned into wisps of gray mist that scattered in all directions.
These gray mist seemed to have spirituality. After hovering in the void, they one after another dived into the suppressing artifacts taken out by the major sects and elders.
Among them, the Natural Ether Clear Gate receives the most gray fog.
The staff in Master Tiange's hand suddenly trembled slightly, the dragon's eyes flashed red, and the green light emitted flickered. After seven or eight breaths, it gradually returned to its original state.
Master Tian Ge glanced at the cyan staff, smiled faintly, and then put the cyan staff away.
At the same time, the leading elders of other sects and families also collected the artifacts of the Zhen Sect.
After burning incense for a long time, the field returned to its original state.
It's just that most of the members of the sect or family who have achieved good results in the Tianmen Association are beaming with joy, while those who have achieved poor results are dejected.
"According to the regulations of the Tianmen Conference, the top three people in terms of luck will be rewarded separately. Taiqingmen Liu Ming, Beidou Pavilion Lu Meng, Yinse, the three of you come with me now." Xuanwu, the messenger of the Heavenly Palace, looked at the people present.
He scanned it slowly and said again with an expressionless face.
When Liu Ming heard this, he felt happy.
Tiangong's strength is unfathomable, so it can be seen that its so-called awards will not be far behind.
Hearing this, the other Taiqing disciples couldn't help but turn their heads and look at Liu Ming, with envy in their eyes.
The color of admiration.
Luo Tiancheng snorted with his arms folded on the spot.
"Liu Ming, just go with the Tiangong envoy. We will wait for you at the foot of the snow mountain, and then we will set off back to the sect together." Master Tian Ge waved his hand towards Liu Ming kindly and said this.
"Disciple, I obey!" Liu Ming cupped his fists, then made a magic spell and stepped on a black cloud to rise into the sky.
At the same time, Beidou Pavilion's Lu Meng and Yinse also turned into two balls of silver light and rose into the sky, once again arriving in front of the male and female Heavenly Palace envoys.
Xuanwu glanced at the three of them, nodded, and suddenly waved his sleeves, and a white cloud that was five or six feet in size lifted the four of them up, turned into a ball of white light, and flew towards the giant island above his head.
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Xuan Ying also escaped from the light and followed closely.
Liu Ming did not see the surrounding scene clearly. He only felt that there was a vast expanse of white in front of him, and there were whistling sounds in his ears from time to time. His body suddenly sank and the nearby light dimmed, and a majestic and solemn palace stood in front of him.
This palace is not too big, only a dozen feet high, and its wide body is made of crystal white marble. Under the reflection of the sun, the entire palace glows with a soft white light.
Before Liu Ming and the others could take a second look, Xuanwu's sleeves shook again, and a strong wind suddenly swept them into the hall.
(Haha, on the first day of 2015, we stayed at home all day without even stepping out of the house.) To be continued...