This world.
No matter men, women, old or young, no matter how high or low the cultivation base is, and no matter what the good fortune is, all of them have a more or less reverence for King Scarlet Firmament.
At this moment, many people were very upset to hear Na Ding Rui's outrageous words.
Especially the disciples of Wuse Mountain, because of Liu Qingyan and the dead wood, Wuse Mountain has a deep connection with King Chixiao, all the disciples of Wuse Mountain stood up and angrily reprimanded Ding Rui, among them Qingxi's junior sister Qing Lian was even more unceremonious said sarcastically.
"Really, I don't even look at my own virtues, so I dare to speak out here. If it weren't for our grand masters from Wuse Mountain, let alone your master, even your Hunyuanmen would have been wiped out by the king long ago. Well, it's your turn to speak wild words here."
"No matter how powerful King Scarlet Firmament is, it's just a sinner in the immortal way, and he will be wiped out by my immortal judgment in the end."
It was not Ding Rui who said this, but someone else.
Everyone looked over, and there was another group of people coming from the garden, more than a dozen of them.
When these people came, the crowd immediately gave way, and no one dared to stop them.
Because they all knew that these people came from the Immortal Mansion, and most of them were servants of the Immortal Mansion.
The so-called government servants are the servants of the Immortal Mansion.
but.
No one dared to call them that.
Everyone knows that not everyone is qualified to be called a handyman in the Immortal Mansion. Some of the servants who come here today are masters who were famous in the Northwest in ancient times, and some are outstanding geniuses in ancient times. All cultivation bases are Daoist.
Of course.
It is even more amazing that the handsome and extraordinary man is the leader.
It is Wei Chaoqun, one of the twenty-four immortals of the famous Immortal Mansion in Northwest China.
This person's primordial spirit has already transformed into form.
Primordial spirit transforming into form, this level of cultivation is absolutely rare in the Northwest. You must know that the cultivation bases of giant elders like Yaoyue Palace and Hunyuanmen mostly stay in the realm of Dzogchen Yuanshen and dare not transform into form. The same is true of many old guys who have practiced for thousands of years in the Northwest.
But once the primordial spirit takes shape, its strength is unimaginable to ordinary people.
If that's the case, it's far from being the Twenty-Four Immortals of the Immortal Mansion.
It is said that Wei Chaoqun's colorful spirit is as high as seventy-seven, which is already close to the ninety-nine and eighty-one perfect color spirit, which is extremely terrifying.
and.
In addition, there is a holy ring of light in his body. No one knows what this thing is. It is called the protection of immortals. The person who owns it is an official of the immortals, and his status is even higher than others.
Wei Chaoqun appeared with more than a dozen government servants, which was really surprising.
No one dared to stand up and refute what he said just now that King Chixiao was judged by the Immortal Dao. Firstly, this is the truth, and secondly, because he is an immortal official, behind him is the Immortal Mansion.
However, Qinglian didn't seem to be afraid, and said stubbornly: "So what about being judged by the immortal way? How do you know that the king will not be reincarnated?"
"Hehe, if the ancient Sirius could be reincarnated, it would have been reincarnated long ago, so why wait until now."
Wei Chaoqun walked towards the high platform with his hands behind his back, with a smile like a spring breeze on his face, and said: "What's more, our Immortal Mansion and even the Immortal Dynasty have been waiting for his reincarnation. We are not afraid of his reincarnation, but afraid that he will not dare to reincarnate. "
Qinglian wanted to say something, but was stopped by Qingxi, telling her not to pay attention to these people, let alone argue with them.
Although Qinglian couldn't help being angry, she said: "Senior sister, don't you admire the king the most? Now that they slander the king so much, it's fine if you don't speak for the king, why are you stopping me?"
Qingxi responded lightly: "There is nothing to argue about. Whether the king is a sinner in the immortal way or not, the world has its own answer in its heart, what to argue with them."
"Xi'er has really grown up. Lian'er should learn more from your senior sister." Not far away, Liu Qingyan was tuning the guqin, raised her glass to pick up a glass of wine, raised her head slightly and drank it down Looking at the empty wine glass with confused eyes, he murmured: "Besides, the king has passed away many years ago. Now, what's the point of arguing about his right and wrong, merit and demerit, right and wrong?"
Qingxi raised her eyebrows and said, "Master, why are you drinking again?"
"Why?" Liu Qingyan looked at Qingxi and asked with a smile: "Is it not possible?"
Qingxi curled her lips. As a disciple, she dared not say no, but she knew that the master would only drink when he was unhappy. Since coming back yesterday, the master has been depressed. She asked the reason, but the master didn't say anything. Some worries.
"Ha! I very much agree with what Daoist Qingyan said."
Another voice came: "It's just a dead person who has passed away. It really doesn't make any sense to argue about his merits and demerits."
Another group of people came.
And the identities of this wave of people are also extraordinary.
It is the person who is the head of the Changhong sub-rudder, and there are five or six of the famous Changhong sub-rudder.
Flying Eagle, one of the Eighteen Elephants, and five others.
The leader is one of the Kowloons, Akabane.
The Changhong sub-rudder is one of the three giants among all the deficit-headed sub-rudders in the Northwest.
There are as many as twenty or thirty people from Chixiao who sit at the helm of the Changhong sub-helm alone. In addition, there are three old incense masters, and an old banner owner of the Heiming Banner of the Chixiao Sect.
Changhong sub-rudders Nine Dragons and Eighteen Elephants are even more famous in the Northwest, each of them is a unique genius, and they are all great fortunes.
Especially Akabane, one of the Kowloons.
Wei Chaoqun, one of the immortals in the Immortal Mansion, is on par with Wei Chaoqun, who is also one of the Immortals. He is also a Yuanshen Taoist in the realm of transformation. Cailing is also an extraordinary Cailing with more than 70 weights that is close to Dzogchen. Wei Chaoqun has a bright seed Blessing, and Akabane's body also consecrates a dragon elephant seed that is no less than the Holy Ring of Immortal Dynasty, and both of them have a mysterious and strange breath of good fortune. As for what good fortune is, no one knows so far.
It was extremely shocking that Akabane led a group of people at the helm of Changhong to appear.
However, what shocked everyone was not their appearance at the Five Colors Flower Fair, but what he said just now.
An ancient dead man
Is there any point in arguing about merit
Was he talking about King Scarlet Firmament
Who in this world doesn't know that the deficit head of the ancient era was derived from the Chixiao sect in the ancient era? Who doesn't know that the ancient Chixiao Sect was established by the Chixiao King alone.
Who doesn't know that the name Chizitou was named in honor of King Chixiao.
After all, this Chiyu is also one of the Eighteen Elephants of the Nine Dragons with the head of Changhong, and his grandfather is an old Chixiao who sits at the helm of Changhong. How could he be so disrespectful to King Chixiao
Regarding this, everyone in the garden discussed and complained a lot.
Akabane didn't seem to care about this, and smiled to himself: "The legendary overlord of the generation, King Chixiao, died, and the Chixiao Sect, who ruled the ancient times, was also destroyed, and the era that belonged to him has long since been wiped out by the immortal trial with him. But in the past... the present and ancient times belong to the era of our young people."
With a smile on his face, he jumped up, flew to the high platform, turned around and looked at everyone, and said with a smile: "Besides, I hope everyone will keep in mind that the Chixiao sect is the Chixiao sect, the red head is the red head, and the red head is the red head. The sect was founded by King Chixiao, but Chizitou was not, and the prestige of Chixiaotou in today's and ancient times was not created by King Chixiao, but by ourselves!"