The current ranking situation seems to be very favorable to Taiqingmen. Liu Ming and the man with purple hair are tied for first place, Beidou Pavilion Yinse is third, followed by the youth of the silver car, Luo Tiancheng, Murong Xueyue and the young woman in green, black Phoenix Fairy, Eagle Face Man, Long Xuan, etc.
In the following time, Liu Ming and others returned to the gathering place of their respective sects. The heavenly envoy Xuanwu once again walked to the stele, turned his hand and took out a simple bluestone array, continued to recite the vague spells, and another blue light shot out. Submerge in the stele.
A burst of blue light flashed on the surface of the stele, and everyone's names and luck values disappeared on the stele in a flash.
After a while, the blue light condensed on the stone tablet again, and the names of the sects and families were lined up.
Taiqingmen won the first place in this Tianmen Fair with a total of seven and a half golden locks, which is only less than one-tenth of the golden lock's luck than the second-ranked Beidou Pavilion. The third place was Tiangongzong, Moxuanzong followed closely, followed by Murong Family, Heavenly Demon Valley, Haoran Academy only ranked seventh, followed by Ouyang Family, and then other families. And some sects that are not too big and not too small.
Seeing the final ranking on this stone monument, the heads of the various sects and the elders of the family have different expressions on their faces.
"Taiqing Gate... Liu Ming..."
The master of Beidou Pavilion glanced at the stone tablet with a hint of surprise on his face, and then swept past the place of Liu Ming and Tian Ge, but smiled slightly.
He didn't seem to care about the fact that the first one he had gotten was suddenly snatched by Taiqingmen.
"Well, Beidou Pavilion intervened again today, and it is already good to get the current ranking!" A middle-aged man from the Tiangong Sect murmured, and the other two nodded again and again.
The black robe elder who led the Murong family was standing with his hands on his back at this moment, silent.
"The Murong brothers and sisters have tried their best, but this Tianmen meeting seems to be different. The last few people who came out have accumulated so much luck. It stands to reason that even if the inheritance is strong, the luck given is not like this. That's a lot." Another white-haired old man said with a frown.
"I know this naturally. The fact that these disciples can get so much luck is probably related to the previous mutation." The black robe old man snorted and replied.
Liu Ming was also quite puzzled. He didn't know why he had so much luck at once, but after thinking about it, most of them and his son killed the two monster incarnations by himself, which had a lot to do.
"Next, I beg you to participate in this Tianmen Conference, the leaders and family elders, take out their respective township artifacts, and take on the luck!"
While everyone at the scene was still discussing the final ranking of the Tianmen Conference, Lv Meng next to the stone stele announced once again LANXESS.
The sound is not loud, but it spreads clearly into the ears of everyone present.
For a while, the top of the snow mountain became quiet again.
It should be known that all sects and factions that can be called Zhenpai artifacts are all the existence of magic weapon level. Most of them existed when the mountain was established. They are usually placed in the forbidden area to nourish and nourish. The ordinary disciples simply have no chance to see it.
And after many years of sacrifice and cultivation, most of these town-style artifacts have been closely related to the aura of the sect, and they have been integrated. Not only have their own great supernatural powers, but also usually serve as the eyes of the sect's mountain guard or warding away evil spirits. Things to use.
In this way, even if a sect has many treasures from the town, it is easy to not leave the sect. If outsiders want to see the true face, it is even more difficult to go to the blue sky, and only in such occasions as the Tianmen conference can there be such a trace. Chance.
The Tianmen Conference can only be held in 800 years. If you miss this one, you can only wait for another 800 years.
Therefore, at the scene, regardless of the various cultivators, or the disciples of various clans and races, most of them were silent at the moment. Everyone was excited and waiting for each sect to display the artifacts of the town, which was an eye-opener.
At the gathering place of Taiqingmen, the real person Tian Ge shook his sleeves immediately, a burst of cyan light flashed, and a cyan staff suddenly appeared in his hand.
This rod is about a few feet long, gleaming, and looks quite primitive. The top is in the shape of a dragon head. The eyes are piercing. The rod is hovering up like a blue dragon. At the same time, the dragon body is covered with circles. The golden spirit pattern, under the count, there are as many as 108, the whole staff looks like a blue dragon at first glance, exuding wisps of soft and gentle cyan light.
Under the cyan light, Liu Ming only felt a warm breath circulating in his body, and the mana that was already on the verge of exhaustion in his body was gradually filled.
"It turns out that this is the Zhenpai artifact of Taiqingmen, it's really extraordinary." He whispered to himself immediately.
Liu Ming calmed down and looked around in a blink of an eye. The other major sects also took out their respective town-style artifacts.
In the hands of a man wearing a yellow short shirt from Tiangongzong, there was an extra piece of ruler-sized, yellow-glow octagonal array. The eight corners of the array were inscribed with a strange-looking monster, lifelike, and In the center of the array, there are circles of fine spiritual patterns, which are flashing with breathtakingly strange red lights.
The middle-aged scholar in Haoran College holds a volume of golden classics in one hand, with the other hand behind him, his clothes hunting and dancing, his whole body seems to be covered by a golden light under the reflection of the golden classics, and his body seems to be full of golden light. A sacred and inviolable breath.
Demon Xuanzong's name is an old man in a black robe dressed in golden silk brocade, arms around his shoulders, expressionlessly hanging in the air, and his side is suspended with a face of three or four feet as big as a black bone demon banner, surrounded by silk. The black air lingers, there are faint ghosts appearing and disappearing, and there are bursts of ghost crying and wolf howling.
At the same time, the elders of the other eight major families and the major, medium and small sects also took out their respective town-style artifacts at this moment. For a time, various auras appeared one after another, and the aura on the scene became mixed and rich.
The people at the scene were dazzled by their eyes. The clear sky above the peak of the snow-capped mountain suddenly turned into black and heavy, making the entire snow-capped mountain look like it was night, with the stars in the sky shining brightly.
This scene naturally attracted everyone's attention.
But seeing the dense stars in the sky, wisps of starlight pouring down from it, one after another gathered towards a man in a yellow shirt.
This person is no one else, but the master of the Big Dipper!
I saw this person closed his eyes, holding a fist-sized dark blue bead in one hand, and the ray of starlight is immersed in it endlessly. Among the dark blue bead, there are densely dense. The white light spots are shining endlessly, seeming to form a nebula pattern, which is slowly circulating, which is quite peculiar.
Liu Ming was far away, and he could feel a vast aura that was as vast as the abyss escaping from the bead in all directions.
This scene immediately eclipsed most of the town-style artifacts of the small and medium sects, and even the eight great families were beyond their reach.
"Good luck!"
Seeing that all the sects were ready, the envoy of the heavenly palace immediately turned around, waved his sleeves, and a ray of golden light flew out, condensing in the void, turning into a huge golden rune.
With a "poof", the golden rune flashed into the whole stone stele, and the sound of rumbling suddenly appeared, and the golden light was released on the whole stone stele!
A loud "bang"!
The entire black and white stone tablet burst open, turning into wisps of gray mist and scattering away in all directions.
These gray mists seemed to be spiritual, and after hovering in the void, they plunged into the township artifacts brought out by the major leaders and elders one after another.
Among them, the gray mist obtained by natural Taiqing Gate is the most.
The staff in Master Tiange's hand suddenly trembled, and the dragon's eyes flashed red, and the cyan light that it radiated became flickering and dimming. After a full seven or eight breaths, it gradually returned to its original state.
After realizing Tian Ge glanced at the cyan staff, after a faint smile, he put the cyan staff away.
At the same time, the head elders of the other sect families also put away the town's artifacts one after another.
After such a lot of incense sticks, the field returned to its original state.
It's just that the people of the sect or family who have achieved good results at the Tianmen Party are mostly beaming, but if the results are not good, they will be downcast.
"According to the regulations of the Tianmen Convention, the top three people with luck will be rewarded separately. Taiqingmen Liuming, Beidou Pavilion Lumeng, Yinse, the three of you now come with me." The heavenly envoy Xuanwu looked from the people present. Slowly swept across, and said again blankly.
Liu Ming was overjoyed when he heard the words.
The strength of the Heavenly Palace is unfathomable, and it can be seen that its so-called awards will not be much worse.
When the other Taiqing Sect disciples heard this, they couldn't help turning their heads to look at Liu Ming, with envy in their eyes.
Luo Tiancheng snorted with his arms folded in place.
"Liu Ming, you go with the messenger of the Heavenly Palace. We will wait for you at the base of the snow-capped mountain after you come back, and then set off together to return to the sect." Zhenren Tiange waved his hand to Liu Ming kindly, and said so.
"Disciple obey your orders!" After Liu Ming clasped his fists, he pinched Fa Jue, stepping on a black cloud and soaring into the air.
At the same time, Lu Meng Yinse of Beidou Pavilion also rose into the sky as two groups of silver light, and once again came to the two heavenly envoys.
Xuanwu glanced at the three of them, nodded, and suddenly waved his sleeves. A white cloud the size of five or six feet lifted up the four of them, turning into a cloud of white light and pierced into the sky above the giant island. .
Xuan Ying also evaded and left together.
Liu Ming didn't see the surrounding scene clearly. He only felt that there was a vast expanse of whiteness in front of him. From time to time, there were whirring sounds in his ears. After his body suddenly sank and the nearby rays of light converged, a mighty and solemn palace stood in front of him.
The palace is not too big, only a dozen feet high, and its wide body is constructed of crystal clear snow-white marble. Under the reflection of the sunlight, the whole palace glows with a faint soft white light.
Before Liu Ming and the three of them could take a few more glances, the Xuanwu sleeves next to them flicked again, and a strong wind suddenly sent them to the hall.