Alchemy Dao Immortal

Chapter 607: Preaching on the Stage
Ren Yuyan was wearing a red dress and had a slim figure, but her long eyebrows were like knives, making her look very sharp. But at this moment, she had to put away her edge, lower her eyelids, and hide the look of shock on her face.

Just now, her gaze unconsciously met the other party's, and her consciousness sensed it. First, a flash of fire lit up in front of her eyes, and then with a bang, incredible flames rose up, like a majestic and domineering sun descending directly. The supreme power made her feel as if she was in infinite light, and she had no strength to resist at all.

This was definitely not a change in the present world, but a change in her mind due to the pull of the Qi. However, the fact that she could do this was incredible and shocking.

This person, a true disciple of the Zhenyi Sect whom he had met once overseas, and now a newly promoted third-level Nascent Soul cultivator, was truly beyond his imagination!
"Senior brother."

Taking a deep breath, Ren Yuyan turned his head and looked at a young man in white sitting on a cloud couch on the top of the mountain. There were two clouds on his head as clear as water, and a precious pearl was hanging on it, with nine holes. In each hole, tiny seal characters were flying around, and each hole had the phantom of a god, making him look solemn and dignified in the circle of chanting.

When Xu Ling heard the voice of his fellow disciple, the orb on the top of his head slowly turned, reflecting the power he had just sensed.

That kind of magic power that came out of nowhere was like a rushing river, rolling up countless waves. After the waves were stirred, countless three-color lights jumped. After a long time, it slowly disappeared, which was very impressive.

If it weren't for the protection of the precious pearl, even a Nascent Soul Stage 2 cultivator like him wouldn't have much resistance in the face of such power.

This legendary genius of the Zhenyi Sect is truly worthy of his reputation!

After thinking for a while, Xu Ling smiled and said, "It's a good idea for us to come to the ceremony this time. It's a good opportunity for us to see such a talented genius."

His voice was calm and natural. Although he was shocked just now, it was like a cloud passing through his heart. Although he tried to cover it up at the time, it did not leave any trace.

Ren Yuyan sensed the pure and natural temperament of her senior brother, and a hint of envy flashed in her beautiful eyes.

Most of the people who came to watch the ceremony this time were led by cultivators at the third stage of the Nascent Soul Realm, but their Xisheng Sect let Xu Ling, a cultivator at the second stage of the Nascent Soul Realm, lead the team.

From this we can see how much the sect values ​​Xu Ling!
But this is understandable, as she has always had strong confidence in the senior brother in front of her.

On another mountain peak.

There stands a magnificent flying palace with jade windows and precious doors, with precious rings hanging under the eaves. Thousands of exquisite celestial maidens flap their wings and fly around. The sound of their singing falls into the frosty lake in front of the palace, immersing the water in a deep and serene atmosphere.

Jiang Shuyuan was wearing a palace skirt embroidered with Doumu Palace patterns. She looked extraordinarily beautiful, and a ripple appeared in her beautiful eyes, which were always cold. The lake in front of her blew a breeze out of nowhere, and the waves were surging and sparkling with cold colors, as if countless silver fish jumped out of the water, casting a cold light all around.

"Zhou Qing!"

Jiang Shuyuan stared at Zhou Qing who was descending on the pure green mountain, as if he was facing a formidable enemy.

As a senior monk of Doumu Palace, she was sent to attend the ceremony not to congratulate Zhou Qing, but to explore Zhou Qing's background.

Now that he has appeared, one can tell that the sect's attention to him is not an exaggeration. Although he is a newly promoted Nascent Soul Level 3 cultivator, the Nascent Soul Dharma body he has condensed is profound and mysterious, and he has reached an extremely high level.

If she were to face an ordinary newly promoted Nascent Soul Level 3 cultivator, as someone who has been practicing Taoism for a long time, she would have great confidence that she could defeat him. But when facing Zhou Qing who had just appeared, she felt unsure.

Not only the people from Xisheng Sect and Doumu Palace, but all the disciples from Shangxuan Sect who came to watch the ceremony were shocked at the appearance of Zhou Qing, the protagonist of the ceremony. After they reacted, they all stared at the pure green mountain, gazing at Zhou Qing.

On the mountain peak, bells and chimes rang out one after another, with clear jade sounds. After falling, they touched the Qi and turned into lotus flowers, falling down in profusion. Zhou Qing wore a lotus crown with a jade stone tied to one side, hanging down. His whole body was the color of glazed jade, and the sun shone with smoke. He was surrounded by spiritual light and spotless. Behind him, a mysterious light shone out, like a canopy, covering all directions.

Under the gaze of everyone, Zhou Qing sat down on the cloud couch on the 99 feet 9 inches altar that had been built on the top of the mountain. The altar connected the blue sky above and overlooked the deep valley below, as if it was high in the ninth heaven, making him look even taller and taller.

After Zhou Qing sat down firmly, he looked down from a high vantage point and had a panoramic view of the mountains.

In his perception, on each mountain peak, there was a soaring aura rising into the sky, some were as gorgeous as jade branches and precious flowers, some were as bright as a pearl in the sky, some were sparsely mottled with stars, and so on. Each had its own posture and contained mysterious power.

The guests sent by Shangxuan Sect to watch the ceremony this time were indeed not lacking in powerful figures. "Uncle Qi." The flying palace where Zhou Guan was staying had slowly landed. Behind the mountain where Zhou Qing was, he looked around and also found the soaring auras on the mountain peaks. With a worried look in his eyes, he said, "There are quite a few great monks who came to watch the ceremony this time."

In the past, in the Dharma assemblies of great monks, even if they invited many fellow monks, there would not be too many monks who came, and most of them were led by monks at the second stage of the Nascent Soul stage.

On the one hand, the distances between the various Shangxuan Sects were not that close, and the travel time for those that were far away was too long. On the other hand, even in the Shangxuan Sects, the great cultivators at the third level of the Nascent Soul were top-notch figures, and they had to practice and handle the affairs of the sect, so they were generally unwilling to go out.

There is no doubt that all the major sects broke the rules this time, only because the cultivation experience of the newly promoted great monk Zhou Qing was too legendary, and many sects regarded him as the future immortal of the cave heaven!
The great monk from the Luochuan Zhou family who presided over the ceremony saw this scene and said nothing.

This Dharma Assembly was truly a gathering of dragons and tigers, and indeed a challenge for Zhou Qing, but if handled well, it would be an unimaginable momentum-building event. With just this one event, Zhou Qing would be able to gain fame among all the higher sects and command great power.

For Zhou Qing, who has already reached the third level of Nascent Soul, he must strive to reach the Cave Heaven level, so that he can gain prestige among his fellow Taoists!
"The Dharma Assembly has begun."

"The Dharma Assembly has begun."

"The Dharma Assembly has begun."

The person standing next to Zhou Qing sang loudly again.

The ceremony officially kicked off with the sound of jade bells. Auspicious clouds swirled in the sky above the entire Cloud Island, and colorful rainbows flew. Auspicious auras came one after another, like a long silk thread, winding for thousands of miles and hanging down.

Section by section, scene by scene, the great monk's Dharma Assembly was eye-opening enough. Moreover, this Dharma Assembly had the full support of top families like Luochuan Zhou's and upper Xuanmen like Zhenyi Sect, which made people dazzled and wanted to replace them.

However, some people who came to watch the ceremony felt bored and they were quietly waiting for the main event to come.

Three days later, another bell rang. This time the sound was particularly heavy and could be heard from far away. The sky became clear within a thousand miles.

The altar where Zhou Qing resided flickered between light and darkness, like the alternation of day and night. Then a huge column of light emerged from the ground and covered his body. He looked around, and then his Dharma body shook, dozens of feet high, like a god sitting in the clouds.

The highlight of the Dharma Assembly is a sermon to be given by the newly promoted Nascent Soul Stage III cultivator.

The fairy from Taixiao Sect patted the crane flying in front of her, asking it to be quiet. The crane then cried out, landed, and nestled in her arms, very intimately.

She held the crane in her arms and looked forward, her face solemn as she said, "The sermon begins."

At the great monk's ceremony, preaching is undoubtedly the highlight, because there is an altar specially built by the sect, which reflects the time and gathers the earth's energy, and then faces the group of monks who come to participate in the ceremony, which requires the right time, place and people.

Such sermons are not only for the monks who attend the Dharma Assembly, but also for the rules in the dark, which requires extremely deep accumulation and understanding. Moreover, this accumulation and understanding needs to be mastered by the newly promoted monks themselves.

There is no doubt that preaching is a kind of mysterious and strange ritual. The younger you are in terms of the right time, right place, and right people, the more difficult it is to preach, and the more accumulation and perception you need.

Zhou Qing's Dharma Assembly this time was unprecedentedly grand, and this sermon was truly a touchstone. If he passed, the feedback would be unprecedented, and Zhou Qing would be crowned with purple and green; if he failed, there would be a joke to be seen.

Zhou Qing didn't care what other people thought. When he activated the forbidden magic circle on the altar below and formally drew the energy of heaven and earth into his body, he was in a strange state, neither awake nor asleep. All the insights he gained from his previous cultivation were expressed in indescribable words.

When this sound first started, it was as loud as thunder, spreading across all the peaks. Any cultivator on Yun Island could hear it as long as they listened subconsciously, as if the sound was ringing in their ears, clear and distinct.

But as time went by, the sound became smaller and smaller, from a thunderous roar to a bell-like sound. Although it can be heard clearly, you have to listen carefully to hear it. If you don't listen carefully, it will pass by.

But it wasn't over yet. After a few days, the sound became smaller and smaller, like a whisper, so faint that most of the monks couldn't understand it no matter how hard they concentrated. They were so anxious that they scratched their heads. But the most advanced monks from the Upper Xuan Sect who were attending the ceremony had brighter and more solemn expressions the more they listened.

(End of this chapter)