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Chapter 1785 A new immortal sect disciple is born

When the powerful leader from the upper sect arrived, all the cultivators from the eight major immortal sects bowed deeply, and no one stood up.

Many of the eight major immortal sects' elders and disciples trembled involuntarily, feeling all kinds of fear, and could hardly suppress the trembling of their souls.

Great Sun Sword Master!

The Immortal Gate is an ancient and powerful being hidden in the depths of time. They are invincible in the entire starry sky and were invincible long before their countless generations of ancestors were born.

Now, he has come here, as if the myth has been reflected in reality, making people feel unreal and dreamy.

"Everyone, please get up."

The hazy figure in the light said lightly.

This is the will of the Sword Master.

All the monks stood up involuntarily, and their souls subconsciously obeyed this will. Even if a monk wanted to disobey, his soul and physical instincts would forcibly override his personal will and obey the orders of this terrifying will.

The monk wanted to disobey, but couldn't.

The light in the sky dissipated unnoticed.

All the cultivators from the eight major immortal sects breathed a sigh of relief.

At the same time, they felt a little regretful that they had not been able to see that mythical creature. They might never have the chance to encounter this pinnacle of the immortal path again in the future.

……

"Hahaha!"

"Everyone, long time no see! I see you are all in good spirits, right?"

Amidst the layers of clouds and mist, Jiang Ding laughed and walked towards the Ninth Daoist Master.

The Great Sun of the Immortal Sect has a political identity. His every move must follow the etiquette of visiting abroad. He must maintain a certain dignity in public and cannot be too casual.

This is not red tape, it is beneficial.

Such rituals and ceremonies have obvious effects in pacifying the ruling order within the country, maintaining the stability of the world community and reducing the cost of governance.

But you don't have to worry about these things in private.

In addition, the state just now was actually the normal state of the Great Sun Sword Master. Pressure was something that high-level cultivators were born with, not something that was deliberately displayed.

Being approachable is actually a form of self-discipline, just like ordinary people deliberately lowering their breathing rate and speaking voice.

This state is not difficult, but it is a bit uncomfortable and goes against the nature of a monk.

Unless he was in front of some old friends or in hiding during war, the Great Sun Sword Master would be unwilling to restrain his pressure. Only when he was completely relaxed could he feel comfortable.

This is a deliberate act of considering other people's feelings.

"What a spirit!"

"You're already fucking old... Alas, you're still a little kid. I'm so envious of you."

An Tuzi was so carefree, totally unlike his past self, and sighed for a while.

Seventy years old is a rare age in history. The former Five Elements Taoist has also reached this age. He has forgotten many past events. Seeing his old friends at this moment, he feels a joy from the bottom of his heart.

When people get older, they like to reminisce about the past.

Especially when this creature in the past is still exactly the same as it was many years ago, without any change.

"Jiang Dingzi, long time no see."

Aoki Michiko, Ji Liuyue, Yu Qianzi and others sighed and greeted in the same way.

As for appearance, the female cultivator also likes to maintain her girlish state, just like the young man in green, looking the same.

But is it really the same?

Under the same young faces, some creatures are full of vigor and vitality, full of an unconcealable potential, like the rising sun.

Others have youthful looks that cannot conceal their vicissitudes and old age.

This kind of contrast makes female cultivators who value appearance feel uncomfortable.

"Little ones,"

"Come, meet this senior."

Ji Liuyue clapped his hands gently.

She gently brought in nine young and immature kids from the mountain gate. They were all at the Qi training stage and looked at everyone in confusion.

These little guys seem to be of the same generation as the young man in green. "This is..."

Jiang Ding was startled.

This scene caught him off guard and he was at a loss, as if he had traveled through time.

"Hasn't this generation of Great Sun Sword Master been born yet?"

Ji Liuyue was not surprised and asked softly.

This generation of Great Sun Sword Master?

"Qingmu Divine Lord of Qingmu Sect,"

"I want to tell you something."

Yue suddenly popped up and looked at the little fellow in front of him who looked almost the same as tens of thousands of years ago, another generation of Qingmu Divine Lord. He smiled and said, "This generation of Great Sun Sword Child is still alive and has not died, so there is no need for a new Great Sun Sword Child to be born."

"I see."

"Thank you, Senior Yue, for your guidance."

Ji Liuyue sighed softly.

"You seeing me now must be the same as when you saw my master many years ago. This reminds me that many years ago, my master was also a young girl. When she first saw you, my master must have been ignorant and curious at that time."

"Same as this little guy."

"Right, little spike."

"Are you ignorantly curious? Just like me many years ago."

She squatted down and gently pinched the cheek of the little girl next to her with both hands.

Qingmu Xianzong, Hesui Daozi.

She has skin as white as jade, is well-behaved and cute, and wears an intricate dark green palace skirt, which is the attire of every generation of Aoki Michiko.

Many years ago, when the Great Sun Sword Master first saw Aoki Michiko, she was wearing such an elaborate dark green palace dress.

The conversation was just casual, but there was a faint sense of sadness everywhere.

Jiang Ding felt a little disappointed.

"Juniors, wait,"

"Greetings, Senior Dazen!"

Aoki Doko, Tianji Doko, Wuxing Doko, Tianji Doko and others saluted obediently.

Although he is young, he behaves with courtesy and propriety, as if he was born with knowledge. He is the most talented Taoist cultivator among the realms, and his future is destined to be extraordinary.

"Get up, no need to be polite."

Jiang Ding sighed and used a little effort to help the little guys up.

He rummaged through the storage jade pendant.

Fortunately, although I am a pauper now and all my savings have been used up, there are still a few usable things in the corner, which are just suitable for these little guys. They can consolidate their foundation and make their future journey easier.

"Thank you, Da-ri-senpai!"

Michiko Aoki and others were a little excited. After expressing their gratitude again, they left at the signal of their elders.

"It's good that this generation of Great Sun Sword Master has not been born. This is a good thing for them."

"They won't have to go through as hard a time as we did when we were young."

Tianji Divine Lord sighed and said, "It's a pity that without suffering, the tempering has also gone with them. Their achievements in the future will probably not be as good as our generation."

"That's fine. As long as I can inherit the sect safely, there's no need to think too much."

“Peace is a blessing.”

"That's true. What more could I ask for?"

The gods around looked bleak.

They probably won't be able to reach the realm of heaven and man in this lifetime.

This is the combined constraint of one's own talent and the will of the world community overlord, and one can only accept it.

Tens of thousands of years later, there will be a desolate grave with a tombstone behind the sect's ancestor's temple, and the rest of his life will end there. Everyone in the world will forget that there was once a living being who once had a different kind of glory.

(End of this chapter)