Ungodly Evil Spirit

But for a while, Yi Tianyang stopped, and in front of him, a spectacular waterfall appeared.

The waterfall is deeply rooted in the mountains and forests, and it should be described as "flying down three thousand feet, it is suspected that the Milky Way falls nine days."

"Owner, is the big formation you are talking about in this waterfall?"

Ye Fan stepped forward, changed the title and asked.

"Yes, the big shuttle array is in some strange places. There is a kind of wonderful power between the heavens and the earth. It's like this spring flowing endlessly!"

Yi Tianyang looked at the waterfall and nodded with emotion.

"Everyone is ready, the old man is about to start the big formation, don't go around!"

After Yi Tianyang exhorted, no longer wasting time, his old hands kept squeezing out the law decisions one by one, and at the same time he silently said: "When you step down, read it for a moment, go through the big formation, open!"

"boom!"

As Yi Tianyang's words fell, the entire waterfall suddenly exploded, splashing water, and gradually showing a dark passage from it.

"Let's go!"

Yi Tianyang turned his head and glanced at Ye Fan and others, and stepped into that passage first.

With a surprised mood, Ye Fan stepped into the passage in the last few.

This passage is very similar to the space that was shattered by the first layer of the magical fist, but it is not much more stable than the space of the magical fist, and it will not harm those who step in it.

The power of space fragmentation here seems to be constrained by a certain specific force.

"Wow..."

While guessing, Ye Fan stepped into the passage.

Earlier, Yi Tianyang was right, but in the blink of an eye, Ye Fan's scene changed in front of him.

This is an ancient desert city, surrounded by hot atmosphere, and the scorching sun here also seems a bit dazzling.

"This is the land of Dongkui?"

Ye Fan looked around, only to feel that this place was far from the imperial city of the Xuantian Dynasty. In addition to the unchanging heaven and earth aura, the environment here was simply worse than the Western Regions.

"His Royal Highness Ye Fan...oh, no, Junior Brother Ye Fan didn't know that the land of Dongkui was full of flowers at the beginning, and it was hailed as the most beautiful place in the East, but because of some special reasons, it became like this, and its vitality was lost. Everything is withered, but the Cangde dynasty still regards this as the political center of the dynasty."

A Shixianzhuang disciple stood beside Ye Fan and explained respectfully.

Participants in the Confucian-Taoist ceremony, except for the "outsider" Ye Fan, are basically Shixianzhuang's most outstanding disciples. Their general strength is in the late stage of the Vientiane Realm. There is even one person who has come to Tianyan, such as Zhu Yusheng and Master Qin. Waiting for someone, there is no qualification to come here at all.

However, they are outstanding, they are still sincere and fearful to Ye Fan, and they dare not show any disrespect.

"Special reason?"

Ye Fan whispered to himself, but seeing that the disciple beside him was also full of color, he didn't ask any more questions.

There are hidden secrets everywhere, and it is impossible to understand them all at once.

As if there were no demon cultivators in the Xuantian Dynasty, Ye Fan hadn't figured it out yet.

Following Yi Tianyang's footsteps, Ye Fan and others gradually walked out of this remote place and entered the center of the ancient city.

In the center of the ancient city, there was finally a scene of vitality. A huge bookstore was established, which is the Dezhuang in the Juxianzhuang.

In the front section of this bookstore, there is a huge square. Under the scorching sun, two groups of people are standing, all wearing the same Confucian gown.

Seeing Yi Tianyang's arrival, the two teams all stood up and looked at Ye Fan and others.

"Brother Tianyang, I haven't seen you in four years, you are still in this spirit, it's really good!"

An old man who seemed to be slightly younger than Yi Tianyang greeted him first.

"Hehe, we will talk about the old guys later. Now that the Gongzhuang has arrived, then our Confucianism and Taoism ceremony can also begin!"

Another old man walked forward, the most old of the three, but at the same time he was full of books, like a master of a generation.

"Brother Tiande said that since this year's ceremony is held in Dezhuang, you can host it!"

Yi Tianyang has been smiling faintly, looking at these two old friends, he seems very happy.

Yi Tianyang, Yi Tiande, as well as Yi Tianyan, Degongyan Sanzhuang Zhuangzhu, originally accepted under a mentor, the relationship is very close.

"The old man has no objection!"

Yi Tianyan replied.

"Okay, it's up to you, then the old man will host today's ceremony, please!"

After Yi Tiande nodded, he invited the other two to the first seat.

Seeing their actions, everyone who was still a little noisy immediately calmed down. Everyone knows that when the three elders, Shixian and Zhuang, are all seated, it is when the ceremony of Confucianism and Taoism officially begins.

"Three thousand Confucianism and Taoism, unlimited morality, righteousness of the world, turning into a scholar!"

Yi Tiande looked up at the sky, first reciting a sentence to himself.

And many disciples below also read it aloud, including Ye Fan.

This is the fundamental teaching of Shixianzhuang, Ye Fan has already learned it.

"Today, our sages and three villages gathered together, adhering to the principles of Confucianism and Taoism, specially convened a ceremony of Confucianism and Taoism, and made an assessment of Sanzhuang's disciples in terms of virtue, merit, language and three justices!"

After Yi Tiande recite Confucianism and Taoism, he officially opened the topic.

In fact, the previous Confucianism and Taoism are very simple, mainly exchanges and discussions on Confucianism, in order to narrow the relationship between the sect and the sect.

"Wait, the old man has a few words to say!"

As soon as Yi Tiande's words fell, Yi Tianyang's voice came from behind.

As soon as these words came out, they immediately attracted the attention of everyone present, and the eyes of Yi Tiande and Yi Tianyan were filled with confusion and confusion.

I was afraid that only Ye Fan could understand Yi Tianyang's approach, but he couldn't guess what he wanted to do.

"The Confucianism and Taoism ceremony repeats itself. It has been thousands of years, but there has been no innovation. If this continues, many disciples may not be very interested!"

Yi Tianyang sighed suddenly.

"What did the foster brother decide to do that day?" Yi Tiande couldn't help turning his head, confused.

When Yi Tianyang interrupted the announcement, there was still a trace of unhappiness in his heart, but it was fleeting.

"I have heard that Dezhuang got a sharp sword in the previous period. Why not use it as a reward for this ceremony?"

Yi Tianyang finally stated his purpose, saying all this was to help Ye Fan.

"Brother Tianyang said it should be the ancient jade sword. The old man has already given it to the scholar of ten thousand swords. I am afraid it will not be a reward for this grand ceremony!"

Yi Tiande said regretfully.

"Student Wanjian!"

Hearing this name, Yi Tianyang's complexion changed slightly, and the disciples around him were even more shocked, as if he had a lot of jealousy about the name.

Looking at Yi Tianyang's depressed expression, Ye Fan knew that things might not have gone so smoothly this time.