Changsheng: I can sell everything

Chapter 693: All the Masters of Kyushu Surrender

On the fourth day of July, something happened at the foot of Zhelong Mountain that no master in the world could understand.

Yun Liuguang, a disciple of Xuanxin Sect, was born with a sword bone and ranked third on the Wanling Prodigy List. He was an unparalleled prodigy admired and revered by countless young masters in the world. He, he, he... he actually held a banner at the foot of Zhelong Mountain!
In the sky, there were several masters riding on clouds, and the clouds stopped and the wind became chaotic, and they almost fell headfirst from the clouds.

"Th-then, then...what is that?"

"Cloud, cloud flowing light?"

"Is it Xuanxin Sect that is crazy, or Yun Liuguang that is crazy? Or is it you and I who are crazy?"

"..."

On this day, countless masters suddenly suffered from the problem of stuttering.

I don’t know how many masters there were, but they were flying and suddenly staggered in the air.

Yun Liuguang is not the only conspicuous person at the foot of Zhelong Mountain. Yun Liuguang is standing in the front with a banner in his hand, and behind him are several elegant and graceful practitioners.

These immortal-like practitioners are naturally the elders and leaders of the Xuanxin Sect.

The leader among them is the ancestor of Xuanxin Sect, the true immortal, Fairy Biyun!

There is also the leader Zhou Wuxiao and several celestial elders.

What a grand scene it would be if all the celestial immortals and true immortals gathered together!
What kind of pomp and ceremony would be required when a true immortal appears?
For example, at this moment, in the east sky, the clouds and dragons are following, the wind and tigers are pulling the carriage, the maids are scattering flowers, and the treasure chariot is fragrant...

The White Lotus Mother of the Lingshen Sect sat solemnly in the treasured chariot, surrounded by a group of fairies and maids, breaking through the sky and clouds, coming in a mighty manner. This... is the appearance of a true immortal, isn't it?

Or he could be like the Martial Saint of Mangshan Kuanglan, riding on the blue-gold-red cloud beast and riding the clouds like walking on the sea. When the giant beast comes, its belly rumbles like a drum, and the rumbling sound is like that of a heavenly drum.

Or like the Puppet Sect, although they have no true immortals, their war ships are mighty and domineering. When the ships fly in the sky, the buildings on them are like layers of clouds, the huge cannons are like pillars of the sky, the runes and formations are shining with light, and on the decks of the ships there are huge steel figures standing tall!
Even though there are no true immortals in the Puppet Sect, no sect would underestimate the Puppet Sect.

Or even if it is a return to nature sect like the Yuan Miao Sect, for example, the Yuan Miao Sect's true immortal ancestor rode a donkey with a flower bell, leisurely walking along the fields, coming from afar.

Although it does not have a grand ceremony, the sound of the bells carries a wonderful rhythm that makes all living things intoxicated.

He truly had the aura of an immortal. Wherever he passed, even the wind seemed to become still.

……

This, this is how a gathering of gods should look like!
Who is a good person, who is a true immortal, who is a genius, who can be like Xuanxinmen, with such a bottom line as collapsing and a face as red as ink?

It's true that even the storytellers in the market who are best at attracting audiences with exaggerated plots cannot tell such a plot.

I can’t think of it, I dare not think of it, and I dare not say it!

However, a group of talented people in Xuanxin Sect, led by Fairy Biyun, did it.

When the Lingshen Sect's precious chariot flew across the sky, the maids covered their mouths and laughed softly.

The Puppet Sect's treasure ship deliberately increased its speed and changed its flight angle. It flew past the other side of Zhelong Mountain in a flash and landed on a small hill inside the mountain.

——It’s no wonder that the Puppet Sect’s treasure ship can only stop at the small hill, it’s because Zhelong Mountain is too dilapidated.

Zhelong Mountain, which used to be full of magnificent palaces, collapsed after the previous disaster, and the buildings were scattered. There was no decent peak in the entire mountain group. There were only many hills, scattered here and there, with a faint sense of death and evil lingering in between, which looked quite vicissitudes and desolate at first glance.

From this point of view, the behavior of the people in Xuanxin Sect is somewhat inexplicably consistent with the now dilapidated Zhelong Mountain.

Jingle Bell--

Yiqing Zhenren from Yuanmiao Sect, riding a donkey, leisurely came from the distant paths to the nearby foot of the mountain. The donkey's hooves made clinking sounds and its small bells rang crisply. At the foot of the mountain, a group of disciples from Xuanxin Sect who were cleaning the mountain path suddenly lowered their heads, and their faces turned red.

Of course, only the disciples who were sweeping the mountain path were blushing. Yun Liuguang, who was holding the banner, did not blush. Neither did Fairy Biyun and Sect Leader Zhou Wuxiao, who were standing behind the banner.

The other several immortal elders of Xuanxin Sect did show some embarrassment, but they were powerless. How could they not do what their sect's immortal ancestor insisted on doing?

Immortal Yiqing rode his donkey and walked slowly. He turned his head to look at Fairy Biyun and the others, and said with a laugh: "What kind of strange thing did Brother Biyun do? Why is it that I can't understand it?"

Fairy Biyun raised her eyelids and looked at Master Yiqing. She also smiled and replied, "Everyone from Xuanxin Sect is here to welcome Fairy Song. What's there to not understand? Isn't it obvious at a glance?"

Immortal Yiqing was not angry even though he was choked. Instead, he said with an "Oh" as if he had suddenly realized something: "So that's how it is! That's right. Fairy Song Zhao invited fellow Taoists from all over the world to gather at Zhelong Mountain. It must be something important that concerns all living beings in the world. If that's the case, it's only right for us to welcome her."

After saying this, the true immortal rode his donkey around to the back of the banner team.

He said to several celestial elders of Xuanxin Sect: "Daoist friends, hey, fellow Daoists, please make way, make way..."

The celestial elders subconsciously made way, and Immortal Yiqing came to Fairy Biyun with a laugh.

He took the initiative to get off the donkey, led the donkey and stood beside Fairy Biyun, and said to her, "Daoist Biyun, I will welcome Fairy Song with you."

Fairy Biyun: ...

I've seen shameless people, but I've never seen anyone more shameless than me! Pah!

Taoist Master Yiqing just smiled, but his eyes were shining brightly, and he silently responded to Fairy Biyun: He who knows the current affairs is a hero. Fellow Taoist, just take care of yourself and transcendence, why not bring along fellow Taoists?
Fairy Biyun: Oh...

Master Yiqing: Haha.

The two True Immortals looked at each other, and then suddenly looked away from each other.

But no matter what, Master Yiqing was finally able to join the Xuanxin Sect's team.

Thus, during the time that this strange team from Xuanxin Sect was waiting at the foot of the mountain, not only did they not disband because of the strange looks from others, but on the contrary, they grew inexplicably stronger!

The first new person added was not an ordinary person, but the True Immortal Ancestor of Yuanmiao Sect.

The joining of Yiqing Zhenren was just the beginning.

The joining of this true immortal seemed to have opened up a new and wonderful path for the masters of the world. Soon, several celestial beings who came from afar suddenly descended from the clouds.

The immortals looked at each other, and carefully communicated with their fellow Taoists: "This is the Patriarch of the Xuanxin Sect and the Patriarch of the Yuanmiao Sect. Brother Luo, could it be that the sects in this world have reached an agreement that you and I don't know about?"

Brother Luo carefully speculated, "It is very likely that this is the case. Brother Zhu, our sects are not as good as those of the major holy sects. Aren't we falling behind?"

"Hiss..." Brother Zhu took a deep breath and became anxious. "That's absolutely impossible! Brother Luo, hurry up, let's go over and pay a visit to the two ancestors to see if we can join this team!"