The Gate of Ten Thousand Tribulations and the Meeting Hall.
Feng Qingyang excitedly held the Ten Thousand Tribulations Sect's sect ring in both hands, climbed the ancient stairs step by step, and walked towards the meeting hall.
He was in tears.
Zongjie!
This is the keepsake of the first generation sword master, the Sword Emperor Ten Thousand Tribulations, millions of years ago. It is a legend.
The ring symbolizes the Sword Emperor of All Tribulations.
With the Zongjie of the Wanjie Sect, there is a chance for revival.
Feng Qingyang went to the front of the hall, ordered each of his disciples, and rang the ancient bell of the Ten Thousand Tribulations Sect.
On the stone steps, Ximen Jingxue paid attention to the dojo, and saw traces of turbid air sweeping in, and immediately shook his head: "This can't go on like this, the spiritual energy is not even as good as the natural breath, it is so thin, how can the disciples practice and improve their cultivation?
There are still 100,000 disciples from the Ten Thousand Tribulations Sect, it’s a pity for these 100,000 disciples.”
Luo Tian looked helpless: "The sect does not have many resources, so we have to create a more advanced formation to intercept the turbid energy. Moreover, even if the formation intercepts the turbid energy for a hundred years, it will be corroded and penetrated by the turbid energy, so..."
At this time, in the sunshine, the bells echoed across the mountains, and particles of dust flew vaguely in the light.
"Old Qing, what's the matter?"
From one side of the sky, a middle-aged man suddenly flew over.
Whoosh whoosh~
In just a few breaths, elders from the Taoist Realm flew in one after another.
A total of nine people came, and Luo Tian introduced the situation of the elders to Lin Jie.
After Lin Jie swept away, the ten elders in front of him probably wouldn't be able to defeat Yuan Kuang and other Realm Realm experts together.
The Wan Jie Sect is really scum.
Inside the palace.
Feng Qingyang took out the Zong Ring, and in an instant, the eyes of the nine elders were extremely bright, as if their eyes were shining.
Some people took out a sect and compared it carefully, while others hurriedly released their souls and entered the sect. They were surprised to find that there was still an astonishing sword energy of ten thousand tribulations left inside, which was still the amazing sword energy that had been condensed for millions of years.
The Ten Thousand Tribulations Sword Qi made every elder's eyes widen as big as copper bells, and they were constantly amazed, confirming the authenticity of this sect ring.
"Ancestor!!"
Feng Qingyang was so excited that he knelt down to Zong Jie and kowtowed to the ancient portrait in the main hall.
The same goes for other elders.
The man in the portrait is rich and handsome, with a divine sword under his feet, crossing the sky and the earth. Below him are countless disciples worshiping him.
That is the Sword Emperor of Ten Thousand Tribulations.
The existence of the number one person who once dominated the world of swords.
However, millions of years later, people have passed away.
The Ten Thousand Tribulations Sect has not become a third-rate force.
The ten elders got up and went to sit on the golden seats above.
There were two empty ones nearby.
Feng Qingyang swept away and shook his head coldly: "Do they still think that the Wanjie Sect is a sect?
hateful."
Some of the other elders were unhappy, but others also looked indifferent.
An elder asked Feng Qingyang: "Old Qing, after receiving Zong Jie, this person named Lin Jie will become the top disciple of our sect?
Is this the request?”
Another elder also raised his chin: "This person is a bit weird, how did he get the sect's ordination?
My sect’s token disappeared along with the sect master a million years ago.”
An elder said: "I think it's normal. This person is using his sect's precepts to exchange for a top disciple from my Ten Thousand Tribulations Sect. I think this deal is fair. I can't give the sect's precepts back and not ask for anything, right?"
Feng Qingyang looked at each of the elders: "Everyone, Lin Jie only needs to be the top disciple and doesn't need anything else. I think it's okay. After all, the position of top disciple has been vacant for a long time. The most important thing is that he has returned the eldest disciple to the sect.
Zong Jie, this is a supreme achievement, let alone becoming a great disciple, it is also appropriate for him to be the master of the sect."
As soon as these words came out, several elders nodded.
An elder said: "Since most of them agree, I don't have any objections. Is everything okay?"
I'll take the first step."
Unexpectedly, this man actually stood up, turned around, and walked away indifferently.
"Let's integrate the eternal sword energy in Zongjie as soon as possible."
Another person stood up, gave a warning, and flew away lazily.
In the end, only three people were left.
Except for Feng Qingyang, the tokens of the other two people were engraved with 'Shi Dong' and 'Luo Zixu'.
The three of them looked at the departing figures, helpless and speechless.
A disciple immediately led Lin Jie and Luo Tian into the main hall.
Lin Jie's first glance fell on the portrait of the Sword Emperor of All Tribulations.
There are so many emotions at this moment that I can’t help but clasp my hands together.
The elder named Luo Zixu raised his sleeves and said: "Lin Jie, with the consent of our ten elders, from now on, you are the top disciple of my Wanjie Sect. On behalf of the sect's one hundred thousand disciples, we thank you for your hard work."
, send Zong Jie back to the sect.”
Lin Jie smiled lightly: "It's what I should do."
Elder Shi Dong's eyes were deep, and his whole face had an indescribable weirdness. He said: "Congratulations. As a senior disciple, we and the elders will naturally support you. If you have any questions, you can come to me and other elders. I can help you."
Yes, of course we will help you."
Feng Qingyang said: "Lin Jie, the initiation ceremony is unnecessary. The elders will pass on your identity to each other. As the eldest disciple, the sect will give you Sunset Peak as a dojo, and give you a top-grade semi-sacred weapon.
Ten Thousand God Crystals, one thousand high-quality Hunyuan Pills."
Lin Jie nodded: "Thank you, elder."
After waiting for a while, Elder Shi Dong personally brought a Na ring and handed it to Lin Jie solemnly.
After leaving the main hall, Luo Tian led the way for everyone.
Sunset Peak.
When everyone comes here, it is actually an ordinary mountain that cannot be more ordinary.
There is no independent formation.
The spiritual energy is also very thin. How can it not be like the dojo that a great disciple should have?
Lin Jie didn't care about all this.
He ordered the giants to start cleaning the dojo and build caves.
Mingyue also and Ye Qingyi and other disciples cleaned the palaces one after another.
Little Bell is the most playful and disappears as soon as he does something.
"Sister Qingyu, they are stupid, you and I can go play."
In the forest, the broken hand was crawling quickly, the little bell was holding its head happily, and Qingyou on one side was looking around curiously.
"Disciple?"
"he is the one?"
"Looks so weak, just in Wanfa realm."
During this period, disciples from the Wanjie Sect kept coming to Sunset Peak to watch the fun.
Lin Jie and others are used to it.
Once the dojo is established, the giants will have their own independent palaces.
There were 316 giants at this time. Lin Jie bought them from cities along the way.
At this time, Luo Tian ran over and said hurriedly: "Elder brother, we still lack cooks."
When Lin Jie heard this, "Cook?"
At this time, Wumingshi came over and saluted Lin Jie: "Master, I know how to do it."
Lin Jie lifted up Wu Mingshi, took out a Nai Ring, and said: "Buy more fresh meat from the top giant beasts for the giant, so that we can prepare better food for ourselves."
"Respect your order, Master."
The nameless person retreated faintly.
The next step is to practice.
Of course, what Lin Jie wants to do is not to practice, but to make money.
Take out all the Najies and settle them with Mingyue.
The gems, spiritual objects, divine crystals, magic weapons, and secret books were all taken out, and they would probably last ten years. Lin Jie was poor again.
However, these are not problems.
It’s not like I’ve never been poor or miserable, so I just have to find ways to make money.
powerful!
When Lin Jie thought of Chi Feng, his internal organs were on fire and he wanted everyone to practice crazily.
There is the power of luck in the Ten Thousand Tribulations Sect. No magic weapon or skill can match the power of luck that he expects.