Ever since Yang Junshan became the Golden Immortal Lord and left the Zhoutian World, he had a very deep feeling, that is, although the outer starry sky is vast, the density of the spiritual energy of heaven and earth that permeates it is much higher than that of the Zhoutian World.
On the contrary, the origin of heaven and earth in the outer starry sky is extremely thin, and can even be described as extremely rare. However, the world of Zhoutian contains the origin of heaven and earth that far exceeds the outer starry sky. Even when the monks survive the thunder tribulation, After that, you can absorb the essence of heaven and earth from the Zhoutian world out of thin air for cultivation.
Although the origin of heaven and earth is also hard to obtain in Zhoutian World, compared with the starry sky outside the territory, it is a hundred times better.
In Yang Junshan's view, this may be one of the reasons why the great supernatural powers from outside the territory are trying every possible means to invade and break the Zhoutian world.
The release of the origin of heaven and earth by Sect Saint Yan Xinyuan in the bamboo forest consumed many years of accumulation in the jade bamboo forest. For the thirty-six immortals present, it may have taken less than an hour, but in fact But it is enough to match the total amount of heaven and earth essence that an Immortal Lord can condense and refine in three or two years.
It can be seen that this meeting gift is quite generous!
No wonder the release of the origin of heaven and earth stopped and after Zongsheng Yan Xinyuan appeared on the balcony, all the immortals in the bamboo forest stood up and said to Zongsheng Yan sincerely in unison: "Thank you Zongsheng Yan for your generosity!"
Sect Saint Yan Xinyuan called all the immortals to sit down, and the disciples in the Confucian Garden started to move. All kinds of spiritual fruits and immortal wine were brought forward for the enjoyment of the immortals in the bamboo forest.
After all the immortals congratulated Yan Zongsheng for coming to the Daluo Immortal Realm and receiving the title of Zongsheng, with Yan Zongsheng's order, the Daluo Immortal Banquet officially began, and the immortals began to walk among the bamboo forests and talk to each other.
While drinking and drinking, the immortals introduced and communicated with each other, talked about anecdotes in the starry sky, discussed the cultivation methods of magical powers and secret arts, and also had certain intentions for transactions or cooperation, all of which were reached in a seemingly relaxed and casual atmosphere.
Yang Junshan saw this kind of scene for the first time. Although he was not particularly adaptable, he could barely cope with it. Even when Zhong Kui was busy talking to several strange immortals and it was difficult to take care of him, Yang Junshan also got to know him. Several immortals also had brief exchanges with each other.
Yang Junshan soon realized the benefits of joining such a banquet. Every immortal here has a legendary experience. Some of the anecdotes and interesting stories casually shared can increase people's experience. Some of them encountered in the process of cultivation. The difficult discussions he encountered were often enlightening, and even occasionally one or two viewpoints were raised, which was quite refreshing. These alone made Yang Junshan feel that his trip was worthwhile.
It has been more than 300 years since Yang Junshan visited the Golden Body Immortal Realm. Compared with these foreign immortals, his strength may not be inferior at all, or even exceed it.
But in terms of his background and experience, Yang Junshan had to admit that due to the relatively closed environment of the Zhoutian world, he was still far behind compared with these old immortals outside the territory.
Now in this fairy banquet, Yang Junshan sees in all directions and listens in all directions. He just talks less and listens more.
During this banquet, Yang Junshan, who talked less and listened more, was like a dry sponge, tirelessly absorbing all the news about the extraterrestrial starry sky world and the existence above the fairyland to make up for his relatively weak experience and experience. foundation.
However, a piece of news that was mentioned in the exchanges between many immortals soon caught Yang Junshan's attention.
At this time, Zhong Kui came to Yang Junshan from nowhere. As soon as they met, he asked in a low voice: "Fellow Daoist Yang, have you heard the news?"
Yang Junshan was slightly startled and said: "But the news that the twenty-seventh seat of the world may have been born?"
Zhong Kui nodded, poured a glass of ice and fire ninth brew into his mouth, and said, "Can you clearly see who released this news?"
Yang Junshan was surprised that Zhong Kui asked such a question, but he said, "I don't know. Could it be that Mr. Zhong suspects that the news is false?"
Zhong Kui shook his head and smiled: "It's not false news, but what's the conspiracy behind the person who released this news is worth pondering."
Yang Junshan saw a hint of ridicule occasionally flashing through Zhong Kui's unpredictable expression, and his heart moved and he asked, "Is it possible that Mr. Zhong already understands the plan of the person who secretly leaked the news?"
Zhong Kui held the empty cup in one hand, pointed casually into the bamboo forest, and said, "Has Fellow Daoist Yang discovered any difference in the identities of the thirty-six immortals in this bamboo forest?"
When Yang Junshan heard this, his eyes swept over the immortals in the bamboo forest without leaving a trace, and did not stay on any of the immortals for even a moment, so as not to cause other people to be alert and misunderstood, and then shook his head. He shook his head and said, "I can't tell."
Zhong Kui looked down at the empty cup in his hand, as if casually, but said: "Among the thirty-six immortals at this Great Luo Immortal Banquet, at least seven or eight are the immortals from the Confucian clan."
Yang Junshan thought for a while and said: "It's nothing, after all, Zongsheng Yan Xinyuan was born in the Confucian clan, so naturally he has to take care of his own monks at the Great Luo Immortal Banquet."
Zhong Kui shook his head with a mocking smile and said, "Fellow Daoist Yang, take a closer look at these monks who are talking to each other. Are there one or two Confucian monks in every small circle of communication?"
Yang Junshan didn't need to scan his eyes again to know that Zhong Kui was right. He just didn't think of it for a moment, so he hesitated and said: "Mr. Zhong means that the Confucian monks are deliberately walking around about the twenty-seventh seat." news to the world? But what is their purpose?”
Zhong Kui shook his head and said: "Although Zhong was closely related to the Confucian clan in his early years, he actually joined the ghost clan. On the surface, he seemed to have a very good relationship with the Confucian cultivators, but it really involved high-level secrets within the Confucian clan. People like Zhong are the ones they guard against the most. "
Yang Junshan nodded, but on the surface he looked confused.
But Zhong Kui's eyes were wandering back and forth in the bamboo forest, and he said thoughtfully: "Looking at these Confucian cultivators spreading the news of the birth of the twenty-seventh plane world, can it be said that this world is also like the Zhoutian world? Is it a rare large-scale world in the starry sky? This Confucian tribe thinks that it cannot take over the whole world alone, so it wants to recruit people from all over and want to gather everyone's strength to conquer this world? "
A large plane world
Yang Junshan sneered from the bottom of his heart. If the twenty-seventh plane world that the Confucian cultivator talked about was really the Jiutian World, then he could be very sure that the Jiutian World would be worse than the Zhoutian World in terms of size and foundation. Too far!