LATEST UPDATES

Published at 12th of November 2021 01:16:03 PM


Chapter 2303: 2303

If audio player doesn't work, press Stop then Play button again




Yi Tian's visit to Qingfeng old city and his meeting with martial uncle Wuxiang, that is, the devil holy storm, naturally didn't attract the attention of others. It's like this. The top figures of his cultivation are all shaking there. Only martial uncle Wuyuan, who is also a Mahayana, can understand their fate.

Originally, Wuyuan just glanced at Qingfeng's old city, but he didn't expect that there would be an unexpected discovery in the discussion Hall of luotianxian palace in the deepest part of the city. Of course, as the host, he wouldn't easily miss this meeting.

After a conversation in the hall, he watched the departure of senior brother Wuxiang. Later, Wuyuan said, "what do you think of today, martial nephew Yi?"

Hearing this, Yi Tianxin was inspired. It was martial uncle Wuyuan who was taking an examination of himself. Although his accomplishments were promoted to Mahayana, he did not know whether his mind had grown to a matching state. Therefore, he must have a lot of feelings about seeing martial uncle Wuxiang today.

"Martial uncle Wuxiang's fact is a pity for Luo Tianxian palace. Unfortunately, we can't make martial uncle change his mind now," sighed Yi Tian.

"Yes, that's true. The eldest martial brother is dominated by obsession all his life. I'm afraid it's difficult to untie his heart knot," Wuyuan said.

"It's very likely to be against it in the future. At this stage, I can't see what harm he does to the sect, but there will always be some inconvenience," Yi Tian sighed.

"Nephew Yi, come with me," the lonely color on Wuyuan's face was silk, who sighed in his mouth.

Then the two people flashed through the corridor, and without disturbing anyone, they directly broke the breeze and flew out of the forbidden barrier in the old city. It's only ten thousand miles from Qingfeng old city to the forbidden area of Taiqing Pavilion. For monks in Mahayana, it's only a few breaths.

Following Wuyuan into the ancestral gate of Taiqing Pavilion, they first came to the ancestral hall. At this time, only the elder on duty was in the hall. Wuyuan moved his mouth slightly and whispered, "master, martial nephew, follow me to the ancestral hall to worship."

"Yes, disciple," Yi Tian hurried back. But after hearing the name spoken by martial uncle Wuyuan, he knew that he had recognized himself in his heart.

They walked through the hall together and then came to the courtyard gate deep in the ancestral hall. There is an obvious prohibition boundary outside the courtyard here. Yi Tian can see the difference when he looks at it. It is obvious that the prohibition outside the courtyard is made by monks in Mahayana. To put it bluntly, only martial uncle Wuyuan in front can lay it.

I saw no chance to go forward, stretch out my hand and raise it to break into the spiritual light in the prohibition, and then "Zhiya" pushed open the door in front of me and went in. Yi Tian followed him into the garden, but he saw that it was an ordinary other courtyard. It was just that the style of the building seemed to be old, which was not what he could see in the spiritual world now. There is only one hall in it, and its scale is not very large. It looks like more than 30 Zhang. There are also obvious traces in the stone steps around, which seems to be old.

I remember that I had been to the ancestral hall before. At that time, the portraits of martial uncle Wuyuan and martial master Wuling were enshrined in the main hall, but they were only a back, and I couldn't see their true faces.

As for this other courtyard, when Yi Tian entered the main hall, he saw a portrait of Feng Lingzi, the founder of the mountain, sitting in the middle. On the right side was a fairy monk standing and serving. Yi Tian immediately recognized that it was Miao Di Zi Shizu.

I didn't expect that after more than 50000 years, the painting is still well preserved. There is a light aura on it. On both sides, there are eight portraits, of which the first one on the left is martial uncle Wuxiang. The other three are the ancestors of the three great sects. Speaking of it, Yi Tian is also Yi Tian. He hurriedly stretched out his hand to take over the seal box. He saw that it was a five inch jade box. After gently pushing it open, he found that it seemed to be empty. At this time, the seal in the mud pill palace seemed to feel a little. It moved a little and was suppressed by Yi Tian.

After Shaoqing put away the jade box, Yi Tian hurriedly replied: "I am lucky to be the great treasure of the sect that the elders love and succeed me today. I will take revitalizing the sect as my responsibility in the future and dare not neglect it. As for the instructions of my martial uncle, I will also keep them in mind. After I travel to the nine spiritual realms, I must tour the things of the sect."

Hearing this, Wuyuan's face also slowly showed a smile. Then a group of fit friars all bowed down to Yi Tian and shouted: "meet the Lord."

Facing the worship of a group of fit friars, Yi Tian also replied a few words. These figures who want to sit down in the spirit world are all powerful and powerful. Obviously, they are all prominent people in the three sects, but they are only famous.

The whole spiritual world still depends on the decisions of these Mahayana friars present. After scanning Yi Tian's eyes, he found that when they looked at themselves at this time, they all looked in awe. Even Qing Lianyun, who was closest to him, looked solemn at this time, but the flickering look in her eyes showed that her thoughts were also very intentional at this time.

After the establishment, the elders who sat down gave a few words to themselves in turn, mostly about how to maintain the spiritual world among the nine spiritual worlds.

Then, according to martial uncle Wuyuan's advice, the new patriarch should make some cultivation exchanges for his disciples. By the way, he also needs to explain their confusion during the advanced stage.

It took three days for an exchange to come to an end. During this period, they sat down and asked questions in turn. They moved out all the problems they encountered in their cultivation one by one for the patriarch to explain.

After the exchange, martial uncle Wuyuan opened his eyes and said, "today's canonization ceremony is over. In the future, the headquarters of luotianxian palace will still be in the deepest part of Qingfeng old city, in the conference hall of the fairy palace. The patriarch can also choose one of the three meridians as a retreat."

Yi Tianze bowed his head and meditated before saying, "thank you for your love, martial uncle. I think I'd better choose to find a quiet place to meditate in the Taiqing Pavilion. It's so close to the headquarters of the fairy palace that I can rush there at the first time. When I first arrived in the spirit world, I worshipped the Taiqing Pavilion and was quite familiar with its interior."

Hearing this, all the fitting friars below showed a look of doubt, but since it was the new patriarch's decision, the military order was like a mountain and could not be changed. Then Yi Tian said, "as for the pulse division, I just need two martial uncles and masters to preside over it behind my back. As for the burden of cultivating reserve disciples, please take care of elder martial sister Zheng, elder martial brother Lu and elder martial brother Han. In addition, I also want to leave the post of leader of the fire palace, and elder martial brother Han will take over it in the future."

As soon as this statement came out, the first three people at the bottom of the table also quickly nodded and said yes.

Yi Tian then said, "as for the rest of the big and small affairs in the spiritual world, please do your duty. I have a hunch that the crisis that the sect will encounter in the future will not be much easier than that of the master Miaozi."





Please report us if you find any errors so we can fix it asap!


COMMENTS