nine coffins

Chapter 625 The Fairyland Is Forever, The Death Ceremony

There are thousands of floating cases and thousands of immortals.

Near noon, in Panlong Valley, colorful clothes fluttered and ribbons flew.There are hundreds of Wuhengu female cultivators, like butterflies, carrying flower baskets, flying back and forth against the wind.

They are all waiters of Wuhen Valley, but they all have good cultivation.With a long sleeve and a dance, all kinds of fairy fruits, drinks, cups and saucers flew out of the storage flower basket, and then landed directly on the floating table.

In the entire Panlong Valley, monks who come and go can freely pick up and drink at will.

Such a model is rather like a modern social reception, but the content and meaning of this birthday ceremony are completely different.

Amu and Mo Wuhen both randomly took a glass of wine and sniffed it lightly.

"Drunk Demon Luo's wine!" Mo Wuhen sneered.

"It would be great if it was real Seven Star Bitter Dew!" Amu shook his head, "I don't know how many times this wine has been diluted, it's not a good thing, but drink it as water!"

"Zuimoluo's wine has the power to disperse souls and fascinate souls. Although it is not poisonous, there are probably tens of thousands of people in this birthday ceremony. Each person is absorbed with a little soul power, but it is not a small power!" Mo Wuhen squinted eyes said.

"It's not too early to make money! The relationship between Drunk Demon Luo and Mo Zhenshan is really extraordinary!" Amu also sneered.

The conversation between the two of them has now been completely secreted through sound transmission, and no one else can hear it.As for the two of them, they didn't care if the wine distracted their souls, and they drank it all in one gulp.

Brother monks in Xiaoya Mountain are quiet now.

Because, they began to enjoy those fairy fruits and fine wine.For them, those are definitely rare fairy goods.The two brothers ate with relish and drank extremely happily.Li Qing even hid a few fairy fruits in secret for future use.

It's just that no one probably noticed that there was a little black glow in the eyes of the two brothers.

At this time, the three o'clock in the noon approached, and the half-day day was shining with white light.

Many monks began to gather around the stand.The eyes of many disciples in Wuhen Valley also became hopeful and slightly nervous.

Before they knew it, both Amu and Mo Wuhen felt that there seemed to be a sudden increase in the number of monks around them who couldn't see through their cultivation.In the stands, people have already started to sit down.

Most of those immortals are second-rate immortal sects in Blood Moon Continent, but they also have certain influence.Among them, there are also some casual cultivators, whose cultivation bases are all around the fifth level of Xuanxian.

Mo Wuhen knew most of them and secretly introduced them to Amu.It's just that the monks from Shura Palace and UFO Palace haven't appeared yet, but the atmosphere at this moment has already been heightened to its peak.

It's exactly three quarters in the afternoon!
thump -- thump -- thump --

Suddenly, several salutes were fired in unison, and the entire Panlong Valley shook the sky and the earth, with endless echoes.The flowers all over the sky are flying down, and the silk and bamboo music is suddenly rising.

770 seven, female cultivators in Caiyi, turned out to be all high-ranking scattered souls.They are all beautiful in appearance, with long sleeves flying, like fairies descending to the earth, walking gently on the waves, with a myriad of sights.

Among them, the stars are holding the moon, and there is even a female cultivator in the sixth level of true immortality, dancing in it alone.The dancing posture is unsurpassed, and the fairy air is faint, which makes people forget the vulgarity, and there is no charm at all.

All of a sudden, the audience was thunderous, and the sound was like a wave.This scene is so magnificent and shocking, it is impossible for the three immortal sects of Blood Moon to have such a scene.

At this moment, almost all the monks were dumbfounded.

Standing in the void, Amu couldn't help but nodded in admiration: "Wuhen, Wuhen Valley ranks among the three great immortal sects of Blood Moon, and its background is really extraordinary. True immortals are easy to find, but these 770 seven high-level female cultivators who scattered souls are by no means It can be assembled casually. This is the real strength!"

Mo Wuhen nodded, no matter what, when Mo Wuhen saw such a scene in Wuhen Valley, he still felt a sense of pride.

600 million years of inheritance, is it fake?The dancing posture is graceful, the fairy spirit is hazy, and the whole valley is like a fairyland.The whole atmosphere is completely rendered by contrast.

Suddenly, those dancing female monks finally suspended their bodies at the same time, and each of them flew in the air, like a bird startled by a colorful swallow.

"Scatter!" Among them, the female cultivator at the sixth level of true immortality yelled coquettishly.

Goodbye, those 770 seven dancers, holding seal formulas with their hands.In the void, endless colorful flowers suddenly appeared, but those dancing girls disappeared in an instant.

Watching Fang Chen off, I don't know how many monks feel lost.And the colorful flowers in the void instantly formed eight characters.

"Fairyland is always there, and happiness lasts forever!"

Each of the eight big characters is three feet high and is completely composed of flowers.There are bursts of colorful awns, and the fragrance is scattered.On the stage, the only remaining female cultivator of the sixth level of true immortality changed the formula in her hand.Those eight big characters floated in the void, looping around half the field, like dragons.

wow——

In the whole valley, there was once again thunderous applause and applause one after another.This time, all the monks were more completely convinced.Such a beautiful woman's dancing posture is definitely not comparable to those dancing girls of the drunk Luo Nei.

Phoenix and Jackdaw are not the same!

But at this time, the female cultivator on the stage smiled faintly, and with her jaded hands, her seal changed again.

"Change!"

Goodbye, those eight big characters suddenly scattered and changed instantly.This time, it was in the shape of a dragon and a phoenix, lifelike.What's even more amazing is that between the dragon and the phoenix, there is actually a huge longevity peach.
The roar of dragons, the faint cry of phoenixes, and the play of dragons and phoenixes are a wonderful scene in a fairyland.

"Congratulations to the owner of the valley!" At this moment, a voice praising the male cultivator sounded at the right time.

"Wow—" the entire Panlong Valley applauded again.

Goodbye, behind the high platform, the light is displayed, that is a door of light.From the gate of light, dozens of people filed out, and they are all the most important figures today.

The one who is the leader is none other than Mo Zhenshan, the owner of the Wuhen Valley.Dahongyipao, tall and tall, full of momentum, not angry and majestic.At the third level of the Celestial Immortal, Mo Zhenshan is an unrivaled powerhouse.

The woman next to him, beautiful and beautiful, with infinite brilliance, graceful and luxurious, and elegant temperament, is naturally the wife of the owner of the valley, the white wooden ring of Xuanxian Nine Great Perfection.

Everyone only cares about their own pain.Seeing this situation, Mo Wuhen wished to eat his flesh raw and drink his blood thirsty.However, in the eyes of the vast majority of people, there is no hatred for the valley owner, the unrivaled hero, the valley owner's wife, and the fairy descends to earth.

A beautiful couple of immortals envy the world.

"Okay!" The applause came from the heart of the monks present.Some people even shouted heartbreakingly, who made them idols?

Mo Zhenshan nodded with a smile, calm and friendly, Bai Muhuan had beautiful eyes, looking around, reserved and noble.

This couple is definitely not ordinary, but a model in the Shura world.As soon as he came out, he raised his hands and feet, and hugged the whole audience.It's a pity that no one knows the stories behind those exemplary models.In this world, there is often too much filth behind the glamor.

"The adulterer!" Mo Wuhen gritted his teeth slightly.Those who know the truth are often the ones who suffer.Amu smiled wryly, and patted Mo Wuhen's arm lightly to show comfort and calm him down.

On the stage, on the left and right of Mo Zhenshan and his wife, there were two people almost half a step behind them.

On the left is a middle-aged male cultivator, wearing a royal blue robe with continuous palaces embroidered on it.The man had a restrained expression, a peaceful face, and no waves in his eyes.

On the right is a female cultivator. The female cultivator is dressed in a water-colored dress, with a beautiful face and a graceful appearance.A pair of beautiful eyes, it is quite glorious.

The cultivation bases of the two people, Amu and Mo Wuhen, can't see clearly, and they must be above Xuanxian.Mo Wuhen didn't recognize these two people.

"The male cultivator on the left is the envoy of the Asura Palace, the first level of the Immortal, and his name is Guo Jia, who is the highest figure in the Asura Palace. The female cultivator on the right is the envoy of the Ufu Palace, the eighth level of Xuanxian Realm! It's just that the Ufu Temple is too mysterious, and that female cultivator is probably a person who is suitable for the occasion and has no reputation."

At this time, a voice suddenly entered Amu's ear.

"Huh?" Amu was taken aback for a moment, then kept calm and looked around.

I saw, three feet to the northeast, a middle-aged monk in black, nodded to him.

"Ye Xingbai, I've seen the master!" Another voice transmission revealed that the person was Ye Xingbai, the master of the Black Turtle Pavilion.

Amu smiled faintly. With Ye Xingbai standing here, Amu suddenly felt a lot more at ease in his heart.

Goodbye to the stage, except for those four people.Behind them, there are also their own close guards and important figures in Wuhen Valley.Among them, the two managers, Guo and Bai, followed behind.

And the most eye-catching one is a young man in brocade clothes.The young man looked good and was tall, it was Mo Wuxin.Today, Mo Wuxin looked extremely normal, behaved decently, without the slightest sign of dementia.

Behind him, followed by a bodyguard of the seventh level of Xuanxian, and the maid Mei'er, and the other one was Gan Tianqing in red.

The moment they saw Gan Tianqing, both Amu and Mo Wuhen were shocked.

"The master of the Shenlong Pavilion, you are really a super character!"

Originally, they thought that Gan Tianqing would only appear on stage when he was performing.Unexpectedly, at this time, there were only a dozen people on the stage, and he could get in.

You know, in front of him, there is Mozhen Mountain, a peerless powerhouse in the third level of the Celestial Immortal Realm.Moreover, in the entire Wuhen Valley, how many pairs of eyes would look at him.

There is nothing more daring than this!At this time, Gan Tianqing's face was slightly red, and he looked slightly nervous, and he really performed vividly.

On the high platform, there were already floating chairs, and Mo Zhenshan and others took their seats respectively.Mo Zhenshan's face was full of spring breeze, and Bai Muhuan was sitting beside him, also smiling, he really looked like a mother.

At this time, dragons and phoenixes danced on the high platform, and the colorful flowers were not scattered.The real fairy Xiu, her dress fluttering, fell to the ground, and then knelt down on one knee.

"Wuhen Valley, 300 million disciples, congratulate the owner of the valley on his birthday, wish the owner of the valley will live forever in the fairyland, and have a long life! I also wish Madam, the fairy face will not change, and I will become a fairy soon!"

That real fairy Xiu has a voice like a lark, but she has used the spirit of a real fairy.In the whole valley, countless monks from Wuhen Valley responded in unison.

The sound of birthday celebration spread throughout Wuhen Valley, and even the entire Blood Moon Continent.

In Silent Valley, the old man guarding the grave lay in the shade in front of the thatched hut and yawned long.

"Today is a good day, but tonight is another blood moon!"

(End of this chapter)