On the right side of ancient or modern times, there stands a beautiful young girl in a short blue skirt, which is in sharp contrast to the old woman in red on the left. With a sweet smile, it makes people fall in love at first sight.
There are two pink and tender dragon horns on its head, its long black hair has been turned into countless braids, its two round eyes are full of spirit, and there are delicate blue rings on its arms and ankles. There are several small bells hanging on it.
With such attire, no matter how you look at it, she should be a harmless Miaoling girl, but in fact, this girl is Chen Ruyan, one of the seven kings of heaven who cultivated the law of water attributes to the extreme.
She and Chi Rong have diametrically opposed auras, and they faintly feel that the avenues are in conflict. It's not the kind of rubbing against each other on the same avenue, but two different avenues, but they naturally hate each other. Once they meet, they will confront each other.
The girl doesn't look at Chi Rong, and Chi Rong doesn't look at the girl either.
On the other side beside Chi Rong, there was an old man who was not tall and had a thin face. Today he did not wear the coarse linen clothes he wears everyday, but changed into a purple and gold Taoist robe with an eye-catching color. The warp and weft threads all shone with a strange brilliance, and one could tell that it was a fairy-level magic robe.
The old man's shoulders are still a little bent, but his eyes are bright and sharp. It is none other than Li Yuanjiu, the master of the Nine Yuan Temple.
On the other side, beside Chen Ruyan, stood a tall figure who was wrapped tightly in a black robe. Even his face was no exception, only a pair of deep purple eyes were revealed, which seemed to contain Thousands of stars, crystal light.
This person's name is Yinming, and he is the most mysterious of the Seven Lords of the Heavenly Dao, and he is also a supreme Taoist ancestor who is not well known to the world.
If it is said that Patriarch Chen Tuan has not walked in the world for a long time and has been gradually forgotten by people, but there are still famous legends in the world, but this Yinming Taoist ancestor has never even had a legend, and even all the high-level monks in the heavenly court do not know the details. .
In fact, Patriarch Chen Tuan was devoured by the Dao of Heaven and was already ineffective. Xuanyuan Jie was beheaded by Han Li and Jin Tong together. Apart from these five, there were no other seven kings of the Dao of Heaven.
In fact, in the past Bodhi Banquets, except for the past and present times, most of the other seven heavenly courts would not show up easily, especially the man in black robe, five of them appeared at once like today, which is considered a lot.
Seeing these people appear, almost all the participating monks stood up to pay their respects.
The monks directly affiliated with the Heavenly Court shouted one after another: "See Supreme."
Gu or Jin nodded with a smile, and said, "Fellow Daoist Cangwu, today the Lord of the Reincarnation Hall is a guest, so don't break the etiquette."
His words didn't sound like a warning, but rather a gentle persuasion.
It's just that after this seemingly insignificant sentence, True Monarch Cangwu really withdrew his hand, turned around and sat back at the table, but his expression was even more tired from the vicissitudes of life.
The Master of the Reincarnation Palace raised his eyes, looking at the ancient or modern people, his eyes were calm and his expression was calm.
Master Qingqiu heaved a sigh of relief, and led him to continue forward, to the front row where True Lord Cangwu and other Taoist ancestors were sitting, a position near the right edge.
"Hall Master, this is the seat arranged for you, please take a seat." Qingqiu Daoist said.
The Master of the Reincarnation Palace glanced at that position, laughed and stepped out, directly passed the table, and came to the position between this row of seats and the seats of the Seven Lords of Heaven.
Suddenly, he bent his fingers slightly, grabbed one of the seven desks, and then pulled back casually.
The table, together with the futon behind it, was carried by a force and flew back backwards, landing in front of the Lord of Samsara.
"Since no one is here, it's too unlucky to still have a position there?" The Lord of the Reincarnation Hall said with a loud smile.
After finishing speaking, the Lord of the Reincarnation Palace sat down on his own, picked up a pot of fairy wine on the table, poured it into a wine glass, and shook it lightly.
Seeing this scene, the whole venue was in an uproar.
Master Qingqiu's cold sweat, which had just subsided, couldn't help but dripped down again at this moment.
However, in his heart, he admired the Lord of the Reincarnation Palace. He could still show such a domineering posture in this environment. At this time, there was probably no one else.
It's just that admiration is admiration, because of his duty, he had to bite the bullet and persuade: "Hall Master, this...is unreasonable."
The Master of the Reincarnation Palace turned a deaf ear and drank the contents of the cup in one gulp.
"It doesn't matter, but I will trouble the Lord." Gu or Jin said with a smile.
After the supreme said so, the rest of the people would naturally have no further objections. Master Qingqiu said goodbye, turned and left the venue, and returned to Dongsheng Continent.
Several people in ancient or modern times sat down separately, but they didn't sit next to each other.
As the head of the Seven Lords of the Heavenly Dao, he naturally sits in the middle of the past and present, and his case is also somewhat higher than others.
Immediately to his left is the black-robed Taoist ancestor named Yinming, while his right side is empty, and it should have been the seat of the old ancestor Chen Tuan.
Further to the left, on the seat facing Yinming, sits the young Taoist ancestor Chen Ruyan, and the seat on her left is not only empty, but even the case table has been removed by the Lord of the Samsara Palace. It was originally Xuanyuan Jie's. .
On the right side, next to the vacant seat of Patriarch Chen Tuan sits Chi Rong Dao Patriarch, and beside Chi Rong Dao Patriarch sits the Master of Nine Yuan Temple.
After these people were seated, the people who had just stood up to pay their respects sat down one after another, and the whole venue was filled with bursts of fairy music, and the atmosphere was truly calmed down a bit.
At this time, a figure surrounded by layers of thick white clouds appeared in front of everyone.
When the clouds cleared, a slender figure appeared, dressed in azure robes with snow-white cloud patterns embroidered on it, but it was Baiyun Daozu who was in charge of the operation of the Heavenly Court.
"Today is the feast of Bodhi. I sincerely invite all guests and friends to come here to enjoy the blessings. I hope you all have a good time." Bai Yundao ancestor gave a salute to the ancient or present people, and then turned to others and said with a loud smile.
As soon as he finished speaking, a colorful cloud suddenly appeared above everyone's heads. Inside, dozens of fairies dressed in neon clothes and feather clothes danced and swayed gracefully. Countless flowers rained down between the swaying clothes, which was too beautiful to behold.
Everyone watched with gusto, relaxed for a while, changed cups, and tasted the fairy wine and spiritual fruit.
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In the depths of the endless turbulent void, there is a gigantic silver mountain suspended, so high that it does not reach the top, like a silver giant standing in the turbulent void.
The whole body of the silver mountain is formed by a crystal-clear silver ore, and every piece of silver ore is emitting space law fluctuations. If someone with knowledge is here, they will be able to recognize this silver ore as the rumored void spar at a glance. Contains the power of space law.
Numerous fluctuations of the laws of space emanate from all parts of the giant peak and gather together to form a powerful and incomparable fluctuation of the laws of space, which seems to be able to shake the entire turbulence of the void.
As soon as the turbulent void turbulence nearby approached the silver mountain peak, it immediately became docile and flowed past the mountain peak automatically.
At the bottom of the mountain peak, there is an extremely huge black turtle, its huge body is like a continent, carrying the silver mountain peak on its back.
Under the movement of the giant tortoise's limbs, it slowly moved forward in the turbulent flow of the void with the giant silver peak on its back.
And there are countless small caves distributed on the silver mountain, from the foot of the mountain to the peak, densely packed, I don't know how many there are, like a beehive.
Upon closer inspection, there are caves behind those small holes, and inside there are passages extending in all directions, extending extremely far, as if hollowing out the giant silver mountain.
On both sides of each passage, a stone chamber was built not far away. There are countless stone chambers in each passage, and there are even more stone chambers in the entire mountain peak.
Between the stone chambers, there are thick and thick silver lines connecting them, like a fine and complicated silver net, connecting all the stone chambers on the mountain together.
There are also many silver lines directly submerged into the void, and it is unknown where they extend.
These silver lines flickered endlessly, as if they were transmitting something.
There are several magic circles in each stone room, which are different from ordinary teleportation circles, but they are transmission magic circles.
All these magic circles buzzed and screamed, spewing out various items from time to time.
Countless people from the Temple of Reincarnation guarded each magic circle, and put these items into other magic circles to pass them away, or handed them over to puppets on the side.
These puppets collected the items and immediately transported them out quickly, running around the entire silver mountain.
The silver mountain seems to be a huge and incomparably large country, it is extremely busy, but it is also running in an orderly manner.
On the top of the Silver Mountain, there is a great hall.
The inside of the hall is very large, with a size of several thousand feet. The inside of the hall is quite empty, and there are not many other things. In the center of the hall, there are four huge refining furnaces.
These refining furnaces are tens of feet high, almost touching the roof of the main hall. They are exactly the same in style, but they are blue, blue, red, and black in four different colors.
The bottoms of the four refining furnaces are covered with a layer of silver flames, and around the refining furnaces, dozens of monks are sitting around. Most of them wear the masks of the Temple of Reincarnation, and they are the people of the Temple of Reincarnation.
There are also some people wearing purple robes, which are the costumes of the Yeyang Dynasty in the Demon Realm.
These people were constantly making tricks in their hands, and pieces of rare materials flew into the four furnaces.
The flames froze, and the refining furnace slowly turned, and there was a thunderous rumbling sound from inside.
There was a flash of light on the surface of the blue refining furnace, and the cauldron cover suddenly shook and flew away automatically, and a ball of blue light shot out from inside.
A tall man in the Temple of Reincarnation near this furnace raised his hand and took the blue light into his hand, but it turned out to be a blue rabbit head mask, which was exactly the mask of the Temple of Reincarnation, but it looked a bit dull.
The person flipped through the mask a few times, nodded slowly, and turned around to a side hall behind the main hall.
There are three stone platforms here, with a monk sitting upright on each of them, holding a white jade board in each hand, with lines of text flashing on it, constantly flashing.
While browsing the words on the jade board, the three of them continued to outline the formulas, looking very busy.
The one on the left is a middle-aged man in gray clothes, with a thin face and deep-set eyes, looking a bit gloomy.
The person in the middle is an old man in purple robes, and he is also from the Yeyang Dynasty in terms of clothes. This person is slightly rickety, with some sparse hair on the top of his head, and the skin on his face is also full of wrinkles, but his spirit is very hale and hearty.
The person on the right is a woman in a white robe, with fair skin, bright eyes and white teeth, she is quite beautiful, but her expression is very indifferent.
The aura of the three of them is very huge, reaching the realm of Da Luo, especially the purple-robed old man's cultivation base is the highest, his cultivation has reached the peak of the middle stage of Da Luo, and he is only one step away from the late stage of Da Luo.