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Chapter 111 Chapter 25, Ten Thousand Immortals Conference!
"How can Xuantian Sword Sect be so capable of building an immortal palace in the sky?" An Yan was surprised by this.

"The Xuantian Sword Sect is one of the nine sects of the Immortal Qin Dynasty. All the sects are sword cultivators. Its Taoist ancestor is a demigod monk who is called the ancestor of ten thousand swords. He has lived for endless years." Xue Yan said for An Yan. She explained that she only learned this from her master.

The so-called demigod refers to the state of knowing yin and yang.

An Yan thought thoughtfully: "Do all the nine Immortal Qin Sects have this kind of background and strength?"

"The biggest difference between the Nine Immortal Qin Sects and the other sects is that they all have a Taoist ancestor in the semi-god realm who can protect them for thousands of years and become the supreme Taoist tradition within a country. However, sects like Pinglan Sect, Its power is also not small, all the monks in our Xuantang Jiuzhou combined are not as strong as a finger, but compared with the Jiu Sect, there is a huge gap."

An Yan originally wanted to ask how the Qingyang Sword Sect in Xuan Tang Dynasty compared with them, but after hearing this, he put it back and sighed with emotion: "How could the cultivation world outside Guan Guan be so prosperous?"

"The heyday has passed, Yang Shen is dead, Xian Qin, Mang Han and Sihai have suffered spiritual disasters. They are exiles. A new great age is about to begin in our Xuantang."

"Even if it takes thousands of years."

Thousands of years later, Xuantang may no longer be Xuantang.

"If you can enter the destiny realm, it will not be a problem to live for hundreds or even thousands of years. People of our generation are lucky to encounter this thousand-year world." Xue Yan said.

"Do you think this is a good thing?" An Yan couldn't help but ask.

Xue Yan said: "Every monk in the world wants to live forever, but the Yang God is dead, and there are people who are truly immortal. If you can enter the destiny realm, you will need great opportunities and unparalleled talents. If you want to become Venerable Sir, I still don’t know how much effort I have to put in. For thousands of years, there has been only one Taoist mother in the Nine Provinces of Xuan Tang Dynasty. It is difficult to live forever if you want to live forever. But under immortality, what you want is to be free and unrestrained and live a wonderful life."

When she said this, her eyes couldn't stop shining.

The Xuantang cultivation world, which has been silent for thousands of years, is finally about to stir up trouble. How can people not be fascinated by it?

It would be better if he was free... He would still be free after all.

She glanced at An Yan and hid some emotions in her eyes.

"Your identity is not a secret to some thoughtful people, and you should also receive an invitation."

Xue Yan was right. Two days later, An Yan received the invitation and someone else showed up in person.

The doorman reported that there was an impressive young man at the door asking to see him.

An Yan was surprised. He devoted himself to practicing every day and had no friends in Chang'an, so he asked his servants to take him to the living room in the front yard.

"I met Mr. An."

This man was dressed in white, with a handsome appearance and an outstanding temperament, which made people feel stunning at first sight.

The white clothes are embroidered with golden patterns and two ancient characters.

Xuantian!

"I am Yin Xi, a disciple of the Xuantian Sword Sect. I am here specifically to invite Mr. An to visit our Xuantian Sword Sect in half a month."

There was a gentle smile on his handsome face, and he sent out a letter with both hands. There was a picture of a small golden sword on the letter.

This person is in the spiritual realm!
An Yan's face remained calm, and he returned the courtesy with his hands raised: "Brother Yin Dao, you're so polite. I'm just a nobody, so it's not worth your clan's special visit."

Yin Xi smiled heartily and said: "Although fellow Daoist An is only in the Qi realm, the spiritual energy in his body is extremely pure, which is rare for other people. I, the Xuantian Sword Sect, have just arrived, and I want to make friends with all the monks in Xuantang. As long as I come to visit, I will be a distinguished guest. I also hope that Fellow Daoist An will give me a favor."

It’s the same rhetoric as Qu Zipei’s.

An Yan thought about it in his mind, then he immediately raised his hand and said, "Thanks to your noble sect, I will go before you make up your mind."

After Yin Xi left, An Yan looked at the letter in his hand and thought to himself that the size of the Xuantian Sword Sect was probably far beyond his imagination. For him, not to mention the Pinglan Sect and the Xuanzhen Sect, it was the Chang'an Inner Sword Sect. Li Zizhen was already someone he couldn't mess with.

Such a giant would specially invite him, and it was Yu Jingtang who was behind him.

Half a month passed in an instant.

It was a sunny day today. Before leaving the city, Anyan looked at the two giant dragons circling above Chang'an and felt at ease.

A lot of people have gathered at the foot of Taihua Mountain. This time, unlike the Pinglan Sect before, the Xuantian Sword Sect invited all the monks from the entire Xuantang Dynasty and claimed that they would be guests if they came to visit.

I just don’t know what Pinglan Sect thinks when Xuantian Sword Sect builds its sect above Pinglan Sect.

Following the message on the letter, An Yan arrived at a peak. There was a flat stone platform built on the top of the peak, surrounded by twelve huge columns. Mysterious patterns were carved on the stone platform, like a magic circle, surrounded by Several young men and women wearing Xuantian Sword Sect costumes guarded the place.

It was a teleportation array. An Yan saw with his own eyes several people standing on it together. Then the twelve stone pillars around the stone platform emitted light at the same time, and those people turned into a beam of light and shot straight into the sky.

In addition to a few people in groups, there were also people standing alone on the stone platform. These people seemed to have come with the same invitation as An Yan was holding, but there were very few such people.

An Yan watched for a while, then after thinking about it, he joined a group of people and walked towards the stone platform together.

"This Taoist friend is new to me." Someone kindly asked An Yan.

"It's just a nameless cultivator." An Yan smiled lightly.

Standing on the stone platform, he immediately felt the rich spiritual energy surrounding him. Even the spiritual energy in his body surged with it. The twelve stone pillars glowed brightly. Suddenly, An Yan felt that the scene in front of him blurred. What followed was a feeling of dizziness.

"Welcome, fellow Taoists, to the Xuantian Sword Sect."

After regaining consciousness again and opening his eyes, An Yan found that he was already above the sea of ​​clouds!

All I saw was golden light rolling in red neon, thousands of auspicious air spraying purple mist. The celestial platform under my feet was made of colored glaze, shaped like jade, deep green and bright.

Looking around, he could see the boundless sea of ​​clouds. What surprised him most was that there was a huge floating island above the clouds!

The land is no longer visible here, and there is a new world.

On the island, there are golden palaces, silver palaces and purple mansions, Qihua Yaocao and Qiongpa, countless fairy birds flying in the sky, golden waterfalls falling from the fairy mountains on the island, the heavenly palace standing on it, gold nails gathering in the jade door, and colorful phoenixes dancing. Zhumen.

Pinglan Sect was built on Taihua Mountain, like a secluded fairy home.

And this Xuantian Sword Sect is the real heavenly fairy court. An Yan, who has lived for so long, saw such a scene for the first time, and it was inevitable that his heart would surge for a moment.

"Fellow Taoists, please come with me."

There was also a young and beautiful woman standing in front of everyone, with a polite smile on her face.

The woman sacrificed a magic weapon and turned it into a sword-shaped giant boat in front of several people.

After a few people boarded it, the giant boat took off into the sky and flew towards the island.

An Yan also saw at this time, on the fairy mountain, there were two big characters that seemed to be carved with a sword - Xuantian.

It gives people a sharp and solemn feeling. Just looking at it makes you feel your heart tightening.

After everyone landed on the island, they no longer felt like they were in the sky. They arrived at a huge square where monks were everywhere and the sound was like a cauldron.

"Please wait here a moment, the Ten Thousand Immortals Conference will start in an hour."

Ten Thousand Immortals Conference...

An Yan couldn't help being startled.

"What is the Ten Thousand Immortals Conference?" someone asked immediately next to him.

"In order to welcome all distinguished guests to our Xuantian Sword Sect, the elder of our sect will personally come here to preach to all the guests for one day." Preach!

Someone immediately became excited and continued to ask: "May I ask what realm the elder of your sect is in?"

The smile on the young woman's face did not change.

"The World Honored One."

Your Majesty, you are the adversity monk!

There was only one person in Xuantang for thousands of years.

An Yan looked around and saw that everyone was excited, thinking that it would be a great opportunity for the venerable to preach in person.

The woman turned around and left, continuing her work of attracting people.

An Yan looked at the main hall at the end of the square. There were several monks from the Xuantian Sword Sect guarding it, and she didn't know if the venerable one was there.

Everyone around them was talking about Xuantian Sword Sect and this Ten Thousand Immortals Conference.

"It would be great if I could join the Xuantian Sword Sect."

"I'm afraid you're not dreaming. The disciples of such a supreme sect must all be extremely talented people. How can we be so wishful thinking?"

Suddenly a long rainbow flew from the sky and stopped in front of the hall door in the distance. Then several people got off the boat.

An Yan couldn't help but be startled after seeing clearly, because Xue Yan was also among these people.

"Who are these?"

"There is Xue Yan, a disciple of Li Zizhen, and Mo Jingchun of the Qingyang Sword Sect."

"People from the Qingyang Sword Sect are here too."

An Yan also learned from the conversations of people around him that everyone who entered the hall had received invitations from the Xuantian Sword Sect.

An Yan still kept the invitation card given by Yin Xi before, but he was not very interested in entering the hall. Anyway, if Xue Yan went in, even if what happened inside, he would know in the end.

An Yan just disappeared into the crowd, waiting quietly.

During this time, many people came to the square, and some also entered the hall.

An Yan also roughly knew who these people were from other people's conversations. Many of them were recorded in Wu Yunxian's overhaul directory.

An hour passed in the blink of an eye for the monk, and at this moment, another white rainbow flew from the sky.

At first, An Yan thought it was just someone with an invitation who came, but she didn't expect that many people walked out of the hall.

Bai Hong stopped in the sky above the square and revealed her figure. She was a woman wearing a black Taoist robe.

The whole square started to boil with a roar, and everyone bowed down one after another, giving a great gift to the man in the sky with extremely respectful expressions.

"See the national teacher!"

The sound was like a roaring mountain and a tsunami, alarming countless immortal birds on the mountain.

There was only one national master at that time, Master Fuyao from the Xuanzhen Sect!

It was she who lifted Xuantang's ban on monks, which was a great favor to all the monks in Xuantang.

An Yan couldn't feel Fuyao's cultivation. Wu Yunxian's directory recorded that she was only in the spiritual realm, but now it seems that this may not be true.

Another immortal old man appeared out of thin air and raised his hand to Fuyao.

"The old king Dounan has met the Fuyao Imperial Master!"

As soon as this person appeared, all the monks below felt a huge pressure, like the top of a mountain, with a faint feeling of suffocation.

Is this the Venerable? !

An Yan thought in the center of the crowd. The pressure in this realm made him feel extremely uncomfortable.

"Since you are going to preach, please ask Senior Wang to restrain his breath. Your appearance makes everyone feel uncomfortable."

"That's what Fuyao Imperial Master said." Wang Dounan immediately smiled.

The next moment, An Yan felt that the power that was weighing on his heart disappeared without a trace, which made him feel much better.

Fuyao flashed and appeared at the entrance of the hall, and immediately started talking to everyone there.

Wang Dounan's figure also disappeared in the air.

An Yan couldn't help but wonder, could this Fuyao Imperial Master also be a venerable person?This Wang Dounan was actually respectful to her.

Xuanzhen Religion...

I don’t know if I knew this Fuyao Imperial Master before.

a while.

A voice suddenly spread throughout the square, like a god, falling clearly into everyone's ears.

"The time has come to open the forum to teach the Dharma."

boom!
Everyone felt a majestic and majestic momentum emerging. Fortunately, this pressure disappeared in a flash, and it was not as breathtaking as before, but only made people feel awe.

The square fell silent for a moment, and everyone sat cross-legged on the spot, including the people gathered at the entrance of the main hall.

"The yin and yang of heaven and earth create all things..."

Everyone listened quietly, and then they were surprised to find that this sermon actually started from the realm of the body!

Xuantang monks are different from monks outside Guan.

There is plenty of spiritual energy, and there is never a shortage of natural resources and treasures. As long as you are willing to climb mountains and wade with your heart, you can always gain countless rewards.

There were very few disputes among all Xuantang monks, and very few killings.

This is how the Qingyang Sword Sect fell.

Gradually, all the monks in Xuantang stopped practicing physical training, and all the methods they practiced were for the sake of immortality.

But what about the future?

The Great Age is about to begin, and there will be more and more monks in Xuantang in the future. From a simple circle, it will become an extremely complex society. There will be countless sects, ancient families, and countless casual cultivators.

He must also accept the jurisdiction of mortals and be ruled by mortals wearing black armor.

By then, will the monks still be so harmonious?
(End of this chapter)