Sijiu Xianzong is located on an empty fairy grassland in Zixing Prefecture.
There used to be a barren land of falling phoenix. Anlin and Nuwa chatted and found out that it was Nuwa who used the remaining power of the phoenix in the land of falling phoenix, plus her good fortune to turn stones into gold, to make that area The world changed from a desperate place to an extremely rare blessed land of immortals in an instant.
In the end, I still have to thank Nuwa for this matter. At first, I thought it was a blessing from the gods, and I was happy to stay where I was, but I didn't expect to accept Nuwa's love.
An Lin, Xu Xiaolan, Tina, Xiaohong, Dabai, Xiaogu, Xuanyuancheng, Su Qianyun, Miao Tian, Luo Ziping, Zong Yongyan, Sun Shenglian and others went to Sijiu Xianzong together.
Xuanyuancheng will inherit the Wanling Immortal Sect, and Su Qianyun will inherit the Moon Palace in the future, but this does not affect them as pavilion masters in the Sijiu Immortal Sect.
Cultivating immortals is not cultivating anywhere, it is better to cultivate together for fun.
The Four Nine Immortal Sect is now a major sect of cultivating immortals, and there are countless powerful immortals. An Lin thought in his heart that it was time to decorate the facade of the mountain gate.
Immediately, he called the senior officials of Sijiu Xianzong and held a meeting.
During the meeting, An Lin first contributed all the miscellaneous immortal cultivation materials he obtained in Shenyuan Continent to the sect, leaving only the items above the immortal level for himself. This is a very large volume, everyone including Bai Ling was stunned by An Lin's operation.
Hundreds of treasures like hills, have you ever seen them
This is no longer what can be described with a big hand.
In Bai Ling's words, just throwing An Lin away casually, he just threw away a wealth of cultivation resources comparable to the four super immortal sects! !
This is actually quite normal, after all, this is the income that the Immortal King Palace has squeezed from the Shenyuan Continent for nearly ten thousand years, and the weight alone is not comparable to that of the top immortal sects in the Taichu Continent.
The disciples and elders of the Four Nine Immortal Sects can straighten their chests and tell outsiders that their Immortal Sect is as rich as the Four Great Sects in the Kyushu Realm!
An Lin didn't feel much about these external things, and he didn't feel bad about giving them to the Zongmen.
Sijiu Xianzong was founded by him, so naturally he has to take care of it like a child. This is maternal love, selfless, considerate, and does not expect anything in return!
Xiao Ze is responsible for counting the newly added materials of the sect. With so many treasures, identification, classification, and preservation, it is estimated that he will be busy until tomorrow. But he is very happy, because counting treasures is his happiest thing.
At the meeting, it was also decided to open Yan Pavilion, Ling Pavilion, Jie Pavilion, Moon Pavilion, and Beast Pavilion. They will choose an auspicious day to formally recruit core disciples.
After the meeting, An Lin and Xiao Lan started to take a walk in the Zongmen.
"Master, Master, look at this."
Ye Ling came trotting all the way, with a sweet smile and a touch of expectation on her pink face.
She held up her small hands, holding two lifelike figures carved out of wood.
One is a handsome sword fairy, and the other is a cute little girl. They are carved out of a piece of wood, and the connected place is where they hold hands.
"This wood is really well carved, it has form and spirit." Xu Xiaolan showed appreciation.
"Ling'er, is this for me? It's so beautifully carved!" An Lin took the woodcarving and was very moved. "Master is more happy to receive this gift than those fairy artifacts!"
"Hee hee, thank you Master and Mistress for your compliments. This thing was actually carved by Ling'er in her spare time. It's nothing, I just wanted to give it to Master to be happy." Although Ye Ling said so, but his face He looked happy, but he couldn't hide it.
The carving on the wood is exactly what Master taught her to practice the sword.
She can't forget An Lin's experience of teaching her how to practice swords in the sunset. No one can give that kind of warmth and happiness except her grandma, but An Lin did it, giving her a feeling of family. .
If her family can be happy because of her, then she will be even happier!
"How is Ling'er's kendo practice recently?" An Lin asked again.
"My Four Nine Sword Art has reached the second level!" Ye Ling said with a smile.
"Ling'er is awesome, my wife is here to practice with you." Xu Xiaolan also had a doting look on her face, and couldn't help rubbing Ye Ling's tender face.
"Okay!" Ye Ling seized this rare opportunity and dragged Xu Xiaolan towards the martial arts field.
An Lin smiled and followed the two women.
The Four Nine Sword Art is the standard sword technique of the Four Nine Immortal Sect created by him, Xu Xiaolan, Liu Qianhuan and the three of them who specialized in kendo together.
It combines An Lin's understanding of Ling Tian's victory over evil and the Six Swords of God of War, Liu Qianhuan's understanding of the supreme sword technique of the Tianjian School, and Xu Xiaolan's understanding of the Suzaku School's holy flame sword technique. There are 18 moves in total, from shallow to deep, everyone can learn, and the sword will point directly to the source.
The Four Nine Sword Art became popular among the core members of the sect, and it was very popular. Even Xiao Ze, who didn't use swords very much, practiced a few moves.
This set of swordsmanship is low-level, but the more advanced it is, the more mysterious it becomes. Occasionally practice to strengthen the body, and disciples with kendo talent will be even more powerful and benefit endlessly.
Just when Sijiu Xianzong was thriving.
In the depths of the distant black swamp land.
There is a burial ground.
The huge blood roulette hangs high in the sky, spinning continuously.
It is ancient, eternal, and boundless.
Ninety-nine blood waterfalls fell from the edge of the roulette to the ground, roaring endlessly, and the blood mist filled the ground with a radius of hundreds of miles.
This is the top force of the blood race, the residence of the God Disk Alliance.
Its status is equivalent to the Nine Royal Families in the Kyushu Realm, bringing together countless powerful blood clans.
At this moment, Reginald, the leader of the God Disk Alliance, is in a secret room.
The dim candlelight shone on his radiant face, the once old white hair had now turned black, and even the wrinkled skin had become somewhat smoother at this moment.
Reginald's change shocked many strong blood clansmen.
He experienced a life-and-death battle a hundred years ago, because he was forced to use the life-burning secret method continuously, he was severely injured, his vitality had already been exhausted, and his aging was getting faster and faster.
But now, he has suddenly returned to life, not only his appearance, but also his body breath has become full of vitality, which cannot be faked. Countless people are both envious and curious about how he did it.
Reginald claimed to the outside world that he had found a magical medicine in a secret place, and he was brought back to life. But he knew in his heart that all this was because of a drop of magical blood.
That blood is holy, great.
It could actually purify the filthy blood in his body!
Yes, that blood is the blood of the ancestor!
Under the dim candlelight, Reginold carefully took out a drop of blood from the bottle, as if he was facing the most precious treasure.
"This is the last drop. It's really gone after it's used up... I don't know when the ancestor will lead us to the new world... Alas..." Reginold looked at the drop of blood melancholy and with great enthusiasm.
He doesn't care what the blood ancestor does, because he is now a loyal follower of the ancestor.
Anything can be faked, but blood cannot be faked.
The blood of the holy ancestor can purify everything about him. It is the greatest blood he has ever seen in the world, and the holy ancestor will also be the greatest person in the world! !
Reginald was full of expectations, and murmured: "I don't know what kind of creature the Holy Patriarch is? I really want to see him soon..."
(end of this chapter)