Nine Regions Sword Emperor

Chapter 253 Gathering Congratulatory Gifts (Fourth Change) (Please collect, reward, and recommend)
"It is rumored that Han Xuanbing, the master of the Hanxue Pavilion, killed all emotions in order to become a saint, and his heart is cold."

"Sure enough, the Hanxue Pavilion will not lose the wind, and the owner of the Hanxue Pavilion will come to preside over it in person."

When the dean of Wusheng Academy came, the Hanxue Pavilion would naturally not lose their courtesy, even if Han Xuanbing, the pavilion master of the Hanxue Pavilion, came in person.

"Dean Lei, Chief Cheng, Chief Tang, long time no see."

Han Xuanbing stepped across the ice bridge and landed on the stand, sat on the other side of the stand, and said to the three tallest people on the stand.

Although it was a greeting, Han Xuanbing's voice was still extremely cold and calm, as if he was talking to a stranger.

However, those three people were obviously not surprised, and they all greeted Han Xuanbing.

It's a tribute.

Following Han Xuanbing down the ice bridge were the people from the First Layer of Hanxue Pavilion, the Supreme Elder of Hanxue Pavilion, and countless disciples.

Among the crowd, the most eye-catching person was Han Yueli, who was dressed in red and covered her head. With the support of everyone, she walked down.

Some strong men whose strength has reached the Wind Control Realm are enough to see that Han Yueli's body has been restrained to seal off her spiritual power, and now she is being supported to walk down.

"Junior Sister Han, stop struggling. There is nothing wrong with marrying the prince. In the future, you will be the dean of Wusheng Academy. Countless people will not be able to marry in time."

Beside Han Yueli, a disciple of Hanxue Pavilion softly persuaded her, but seeing Han Yueli didn't make a sound at all, only had a cold face, and just let out a cold snort.

Supporting Han Yueli, he walked down, and all the disciples of Hanxue Pavilion took their seats.

"In today's world, do you still want to resist?"

Zhi Lingtian, who stood below and greeted everyone, sneered.

Today's big wedding, even resistance is meaningless.

The time for the big wedding was set at noon, and there are still two hours left, and countless warriors came here with congratulatory gifts.

Numerous forces in the Wusheng Kingdom all sent their own congratulatory gifts, and the few Wusheng Academy disciples who were responsible for the notification basically didn't stop.

"The head of the Candle Flame Sect, Yan Mang, has arrived!"

With a notification, the eyes of countless people were diverted, only to see an old man with red hair, walking in the strongest position, striding forward.

This red-haired old man with an arrogant face is Yanmang, the sect master of Zhuyan Sect, and also a saint in Wusheng Kingdom. Behind him, more than a dozen disciples of Zhuyan Sect walked forward together. Come.

"Brother Yan is here!"

Lei Che, the principal of Wusheng College, along with Cheng Xiantian and Tang Jiansheng, stood up together to welcome them.

When other warriors came to congratulate, the three of them just nodded, but when Yan Mang, who is also a saint, came, they naturally had to stand up to greet him.

"Please take a seat."

"This is such a big wedding, how could Yan not come."

Yanmang laughed loudly, and said to the disciples of the Zhuyan Sect behind him.

"Open things up."

"Yes."

Countless disciples of the Candle Flame Sect below said in unison, and opened a huge wooden box. Inside this wooden box was an incomparably huge fire coral.

"Thousand-year fire coral! It's a thousand-year fire coral!"

"The Candle Flame Sect has done such a great job, to actually send such a precious gift!"

"Thousand-year-old fire coral, this is an earth-level elixir. For some fire warriors, it is even worth the effect of a heaven-level elixir. This kind of fire coral grows from lava. It is not easy to get it. Priceless."

Some of the onlookers couldn't help but exclaimed, they knew that the Candle Flame Sect's gifts would never be bad, but they didn't expect it to be so expensive.

"This is the congratulatory gift from Yan."

"Thank you, Master Yan, for your generous gift."

When Zhi Lingtian saw the thousand-year-old fire coral, a trace of greed flashed in his eyes, and he hurriedly thanked him.

"Ling Tian doesn't need to be too polite. After you inherit the position of dean, you will be regarded as an equal with the old man."

Yanmang glanced at Zhi Lingtian, and said.

"Where, Ling Tian has not really made a breakthrough yet, so he is not considered the dean of Wusheng Academy."

Until Ling Tian smiled, he didn't refute. The position of the dean of Wusheng Academy was already a certainty in his opinion.

As long as he refines all the medicinal power of the Holy Transformation Grass, it will be enough to break through the realm of divine power and become a saint, and he will naturally be able to become the new generation of president of Wusheng Academy in one fell swoop.

The two chatted for a while, then left.

"The body of Xuanyin! After today's wedding, it's time for me to break through!"

Zhi Lingtian looked in Han Yueli's direction, with a bit of greed in his eyes, as if he was looking at a treasure, a treasure that could help him break through.

"The owner of Sanxian Island has arrived!"

In the air, a huge copper gate was condensed, this is the Immortal Profound Gate of Sanxian Island, walking out from the middle immortal way, looking at the crowd, it also fell down.

Although Fang Xiandao hadn't stepped into the realm of saints yet, several saints present also stood up and paid respect.

Fang Xiandao's realm is still half-holy, but with the Immortal Profound Gate, he is already able to control the power of space, which is almost the same as a real saint. Naturally, he is also valued by other saints, and everyone is equal to him.

The congratulatory gift from Sanxian Island is a plant of deep-sea salvia miltiorrhiza. Although it is not as precious as the thousand-year-old fire coral, it can also nourish people's blood. Rescuing it is also an extremely precious panacea.

"Thank you, Island Master Fang."

Until Ling Tian returned politely.

"It's okay."

Compared to Yanmang, Fang Xiandao just waved his hand and took his seat without saying anything more.

After a while, a gust of wind swept over, but this gust of wind was not hostile. Everyone understood that the last of the four major sects, the Fengshen Sect, had also come.

"It's been a long time, everyone, but today is very lively."

What fell from the strong wind was a hearty middle-aged man. Although he was not handsome, he was also a saint, the suzerain of Fengshen Sect, Fenghua.

"The suzerains of the four major sects are all here."

"With the addition of Wusheng Academy, I'm afraid that the powerhouses of the entire Wusheng Kingdom will be here."

Some people commented that seeing so many strong men is a feast for many people now.

"No, there is another power who has not come."

A warrior said in a deep voice, the current Wusheng Kingdom is not only the Wusheng Academy and the four major sects, but also a force that has risen.

"The prince is getting married, so naturally I will not be absent from the black market!"

A loud laugh suddenly sounded.

A few men in black suddenly descended from the sky, where did they come from, so that no one noticed for a while.

"These people are from the black market!"

"People from the black market are here!"

"Who is that person? Could it be the holy son of the black market today?"

　Today's fourth update is here, thanks to the kitchen knife gang leader, the three brothers who love you for their rewards.

　　We are currently laying the groundwork, and the excitement is yet to come, so don't worry.

　　
　
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