Mortal: I can enter the spirit world at the beginning

Chapter 107 The sounds of nature and the Mihe spirits

I see.

Except for Tianyuan Holy Emperor, the rest of the Fusion Stage monks all walked into the Holy Palace, and the shadow-transmitting stone wall became silent and dim.

At the same time, some monks and body refiners of Tianyuan Sacred Mountain sat down cross-legged one after another, closing their eyes and concentrating as if sensing something.

Some outside practitioners who didn't know what happened asked their relatives and friends one after another. After getting the exact information, they all looked overjoyed and found a place to sit down.

Rooftops, squares, stone pillars, streets, mountain walls.

Anywhere that can sit cross-legged is filled with countless cultivators.

"Brother Yang, hurry up! Find a good place to sit down, the Holy Emperor is about to start preaching!" The short and fat young man informed, and regardless of whether Yang Qian understood it or not, he hurriedly ran to a stone plate with a radius of three feet. Go up, close your eyes and wait excitedly.

Yang Gan had already started looking for a suitable place when everyone started to move. No matter what, it would never go wrong to occupy a good position first. Therefore, at the same time that the short and fat young man set off, Yang Gan also swayed and arrived. On the top of a towering tree, he sat down cross-legged with an expectant look on his face.

Not only Yang Qian and the short and fat young man, there are thousands of densely packed figures on the Tianyuan Holy Mountain, occupying almost every corner of the entire Holy Mountain. Among them are gray-haired old men, and some with faces no more than seventeen or eighteen years old. A young girl, or a member of a reclusive sect dressed in strange clothes and out of place.

But once everyone sat cross-legged, they immediately closed their eyes and meditated solemnly, and didn't dare to talk to the person next to them, as if they had discussed it.

The entire holy mountain fell silent for a moment.

After sitting for more than an hour, there was no sound coming from the top of the mountain, but the crowd showed no signs of impatience at all, and they were still waiting quietly.

The same was true of Yang Gan, who opened his eyes slightly during the period, glanced around, and found that the many practitioners had not moved, and then meditated again.

As time passed, the seven scorching suns in the sky hung high in the sky together, just at noon.

suddenly.

From the top of Tianyuan Holy Mountain, bursts of heavenly music-like Sanskrit sounds came.

Five-colored rays of light descended from the top of the mountain, covering the entire Tianyuan Sacred Mountain, and blurred and graceful figures circled and danced in the rays of light.

Yang Qian, who was meditating at the moment, felt greatly relaxed and refreshed just by listening to these pleasant sounds. It seemed that his irritable mood had calmed down.

"The sounds of nature's Sanskrit sounds!" Some cultivators immediately cried out, but immediately realized something was wrong and fell silent. However, many people's faces were filled with ecstasy, and they just breathed melodiously, following the music of the sounds of nature's sounds of Sanskrit, and hurriedly Adjust to the best practice state.

When many cultivators were surprised, a gentle and elegant man's voice came from Tianyuan Holy Mountain.

"Fellow Taoists, you have traveled thousands of miles to participate in the Millennium Celebration of the Holy Palace. You have worked hard all the way. I have not prepared much here. I can only express my friendship with the landlord with the sounds of heaven, Sanskrit sounds and the spirit of Mihe. I also hope that all Taoists Don’t dislike me, my friend!”

It is Tianyuan Holy Emperor!

As the words fell, a refreshing fragrance filled the Tianyuan Holy Mountain. When all the cultivators heard it, they immediately showed a hearty and happy look.

"It turns out to be the Mihe spirit? This thing is one of the essences of heaven and earth, and it will be of great benefit to our practice!" I don't know who it was, shouting in such astonishment, and the other cultivators hurriedly scrambled after hearing this. Sucked up.

Yang Gan didn't need to be reminded by others, but as for any good thing, the more the better, at this time he was taking big mouthfuls of food, the frequency was so fast that his cheeks swelled up like rubber balls.

"Mihe Spirit, only the first sip is effective. If you take too much, it will be completely useless." Someone else explained loudly, which made the others give up the idea of ​​taking a big gulp.

Yang Gan's eyes twitched and he stopped moving his mouth, without any trace of embarrassment on his face.

The rest of the cultivators looked at the person who spoke with unkind expressions. Obviously this person could have explained the matter at the beginning, but in the end they had to wait until everyone made a fool of themselves before speaking out, obviously because they wanted to see everyone laugh.

The person who spoke couldn't help but smile and lowered his head after seeing everyone's unkind expressions.

When many practitioners glared at each other, suddenly on a certain floor, a big man got up, holding a red wooden box and shouting loudly:
"The envoy of the Yuyang Sect, in order to celebrate the millennium ceremony of the Holy Palace, specially presented a piece of eight-turn ointment wood and a snow pearl."

On another floor, an old man stood up suddenly, holding a golden jade box. If Yang Qian was here, he would definitely recognize it. He turned out to be the Xuanyang ancestor of the Jinyu Sect. However, he was extremely cautious at this moment and shouted loudly. :

"Jinyu Sect, congratulations to the Holy Emperor, I present you with ten Jiu Xuan Ming Jade Pills and a flying mirage stone!"

Yang Gan, who was in the middle layer, heard the words, his eyes flashed, and the astonishment in his eyes flashed past.

Followed by.

"Xu Mingyu of the Xu family congratulates on the Holy Emperor's grand ceremony, and is offering ten thousand catties of gold essence and twenty thousand catties of Xuanyin sand as congratulatory gifts!" An old woman with a silver crutch stood up and held a gift list in her hand. He said respectfully, it was Xu Jiayu's grandmother Xu Mingyu, but in such a grand scene, the monk in the transformation stage seemed a bit insignificant.

'It's Grandma Jade Xu Mingyu. She actually came to attend the ceremony on behalf of the Xu family. Yang Gan's eyes flickered a few times, but the expression on his face did not change at all.

"The Long family."

"Ye family."

"Gu family."

"Lin."

"Feng family."

"Hua Tian Zong"

As several large and small forces came out with congratulatory gifts, other forces, big and small, also took out the things they had prepared as if they had made an appointment. After a while, dozens of envoys showed their identities one after another.

These envoys have different cultivation levels, but they almost cover some famous forces in the human race.

Yang Qian listened quietly, with memories from the original work swirling in his heart.

Including Huatian Sect, one of the three major sects of the human race, the great elder of its sect is also an astonishing being in the late stage of integration, and seems to have an old relationship with the Tianyuan Holy Emperor.

The five great families of true spirits also sent envoys.

Among them, the Long family and the Ye family are well-known and powerful families of true spirits in the human race. There are monks in the middle or even late stage of the integration in the family. They can be called the top forces of the human race, second only to the three realms of Tianyuan.

As for the Gu family, the Lin family, and the Feng family, although the three true spirit families are equally powerful, they are much weaker than the Ye family and the Long family.

The Holy Emperor Tianyuan did not show up again, but just said a few words in the air and expressed his gratitude. Even so, many envoys were excited and hurriedly returned the gift.

Among them was the ancestor Xuanyang of the Jinyu Sect. After receiving a reminder from the Tianyuan Holy Emperor, he was even more excited and speechless. He sat down with the support of a middle-aged man from the Jinyu Sect. However, his posture this time was... No one laughed at him, but most of them looked envious.

(End of this chapter)