Brother Zhetian Yang

Chapter 312 Invitation from Qishi Mansion

"I really didn't expect that Qishi Academy, which only reopens once every ten thousand years, would start recruiting students again."

"It's been thousands of years and Qishi Mansion is still recruiting students. It's really a miracle." The big black dog said in surprise.

"Only persons at the level of saints and saints can enter. It is the sacred land where kings grew up. It will only be opened once in ten thousand years. I didn't expect to come to such a big world again."

The old man in golden feathers said: "Each holy land can only choose two people at most, and only the top masters of the younger generation are chosen."

"What are the benefits of going to Qishi Mansion? To teach the Great Emperor's scriptures?" Ye Fan already has the complete Great Emperor's scriptures, and his desire for the technique is no longer so strong.

The indescribably noble old man dressed in purple, like an emperor who reigns over the world, said: "We do not teach ancient scriptures, nor secret techniques, only the insights of the sages."

"Perhaps one day, you will feel that the vast Eastern Wasteland and the boundless Zhongzhou are not as big as you imagined, and Qishi Academy may be able to open another window for you." The ethereal old man said, like a wisp of mist. .

"Qishi Academy reopens once every 10,000 years. Saints and saints from major holy places, as well as various royal and divine bodies, will all rush to go there. There are definitely great benefits. Boy, hurry up and do it quickly. Yes, why are you still hesitating?" Although the big black dog was transmitting the message, it almost roared.

"All the kings from the five major regions will go there. It would be a pity if you can't go. Qishi Mansion must not just take it at face value..." Queen Mother Xi reminded Ye Fan.

"You don't want to go to Qishi Mansion?" The old man in the golden feather coat was very surprised. Seeing others trying to persuade him, Ye Fan remained unmoved.

The Qishi Mansion only opens once every 10,000 years, and its significance is extraordinary. No one can refuse this temptation.

Ye Fan now has the Great Emperor's scriptures and the tools to prove the Tao. He feels that there is no need to go there to pour muddy water.

He felt that only by finding a place to hide and practice hard, and practice until the Holy Lord realm came out, could he be proud of the five continents.

"I'd better forget it. I don't lack scriptures and secret skills now. Qishi Mansion may not have what I want. Now I just want to find a place to practice quietly." Ye Fan cupped his hands and refused these The kindness of the old man.

"Everyone has his own ambitions, and you can't force yourself. The door of Qishi Mansion is open to you at any time." One of the old men nodded, without saying anything more, and everyone left the place.

Taixuan Sect has already received the invitation letter, and Yang Xingchen has already been appointed to enter the Qishi Mansion.

Yang Xingchen also wanted to get the opportunities inside.

"Boy, you are really good at actually rejecting the Qishi Mansion." The big black dog looked like he hated iron.

"Little Ye Zi, you actually rejected Qishi Mansion." said the bandit.

Qishi Mansion has the charm of the avenue left by so many sages, and there are so many roads for reference. In the future, when you walk your own path, you will be more stable and solid. This is one of the reasons why Yang Xingchen wants to enter Qishi Mansion.

Everyone walked and talked, and the Holy Prince talked about some ancient past events from time to time.

There are too many experts and strange people from all walks of life who come to Yaochi Holy Land.

The Dragon Prince Long Fei also came here.

Long Fei had a look of pride on his face, and his whole body exuded a sky-high demonic aura.

There was a commotion at the scene, and everyone looked at Long Fei.

In their eyes, Long Fei was in harmony with heaven and earth, exuding an inexplicable Taoist charm.

He was a peerless handsome man, who seemed to make countless female monks jealous. He was extremely handsome, his whole body was glittering and translucent, and his divine light was flowing.

It seems that the handsomeness is impeccable, almost perfect.

"Who is this guy?"

"So young and yet so powerful!"

"He is the eighth generation grandson of Demon Emperor Xue Yueqing!" "It turns out to be him, and he truly deserves his reputation."

This is the eighth generation grandson of the Demon Emperor. Now he has manifested in the world, and he is simply the descendant of the god in the demon clan's heart.

Long Fei's whole body was shrouded in golden thunder, like a god coming to the world, and even the cyan hair on his head was dyed golden by the golden thunder.

He has a pair of fiery eyes with golden light. In his eyes, the changes of mountains and rivers, the ups and downs of time, and the birth and fall of stars are truly astonishing.

He was obviously a handsome young man standing there, but in a daze, he gave people a feeling of being strong and masculine, like a sacred mountain lying there.

As if transcending all living beings, attracting the attention of many monsters and humans, he has the appearance of a great emperor, like an immortal god.

The bloodline of the supreme demon clan is like a thunderous tsunami, roaring in everyone's ears. The extremely powerful potential is as if a great emperor is dormant, as if it will wake up at any time.

The younger generation watching were shocked.

The Yaochi Festival has finally begun.

The Yaochi Holy Land was abuzz with excitement. Royal lords, holy lords, powerful men from all over the world, and strange people and strangers from all over the world appeared one after another.

The Yaochi Grand Gathering, also known as the Peach Blossom Gathering, is held every five hundred years or so. Powerful people from all walks of life come out of seclusion to participate in the grand gathering.

The difference this time from the past is that some stone kings will be involved, and people from all walks of life will be invited to watch. There will be an additional stone appreciation meeting.

This is a suspended palace, surrounded by lotus ponds and flowers, with clouds and mist lingering under your feet, just like a palace in heaven.

People kept arriving in the clouds and mist, all of them well-known figures, just like immortals attending a party.

"The imperial uncle of Zhongzhou Guhua has arrived!"

"The Lord of the Arctic Ice God Palace has arrived!"

"The Western Desert Du'e Divine Monk is visiting!"

"The War King of Nanling War Temple is here!"

Big figures appeared one after another, and all kinds of sacred chariots shone with divine light. Above them were dragons, unicorn beasts and phoenixes pulling the chariots. Each of the strange beasts was very powerful.

"There are layers of divine rings behind that big bald head, and his cultivation level is astonishing."

"Keep your voice down. This is a divine monk from the Western Desert. His cultivation is very terrifying. He is either an Arhat or a Venerable. Be careful of hearing comments behind your back."

"The Arctic Shrine is on the ice sheet of the North Plains. It's tens of millions of miles away from here. I didn't expect that they would also send people here. Yao Chi is so proud."

"Nanling War Temple, it is said that they have the secret to becoming a god, and their war king also came to attend the meeting."

Experts who usually only heard their names but never saw their faces appeared here one after another, and everyone was talking about them.

Those who can enter the Heavenly Palace are all heroes of one party, or extremely powerful, or strange people, and their status is transcendent.

Immortal music is playing, beauties from Yaochi are dancing gracefully, and white clouds and mist are lingering under their feet. It is a beautiful scene of an immortal family.

Yang Xingchen also got the opportunity to enter the Heavenly Palace. The Dragon Prince, the Holy Prince, and Ye Fan had special status and were also invited to enter.

There were white-haired old people inside, and occasionally there were a few who looked like young people, but they were just old monsters in disguise.

There was nothing to say to a bunch of old men, and Yang Xingchen withdrew soon after.

(End of this chapter)