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Chapter 252: The Taisu Immortal Meeting Turns into a Mass Fight Against the Purple Cloud Ancestor (rd update, words, please subscribe)

"Master Changqingzi of Wanmu Dao Palace has arrived!"

"Master Wujin from Ziwei Star City has arrived!"

"Zhuo Yunsheng, the new headmaster of Bamboo Fairy Island, has arrived!"

As soon as Jiang Chuan flew to the Tai Su Immortal Meeting, he saw Chang Qingzi, Zhuo Yunsheng and others entering the Tai Su Immortal Meeting side by side.

Feeling Jiang Chuan's energy, Zhuo Yunsheng turned and looked at Jiang Chuan.

"Jiangchuan, I've heard about your situation from my fellow disciples. When are you planning to come to Bamboo Fairy Island to propose marriage?"

"Propose marriage?"

Jiang Chuan was confused: "What kind of marriage?"

"Junior Sister Bingyun rushed to Taisu Immortal Palace upon hearing that you were injured. Where can you find such a good girl? If you don't set a date to propose marriage, do you believe that I will not let you enter the gate of Bamboo Immortal Island?"

Hearing Zhuo Yunsheng's words, Jiang Chuan suddenly turned his head to look at Mu Bingyun.

Mu Bingyun's beautiful face turned an intoxicating red under Jiang Chuan's gaze, and then Mu Bingyun drew the sword in her hand and slashed directly at Zhuo Yunsheng.

"Jiangchuan, don't listen to Senior Brother Zhuo's nonsense! Today I will clean up the sect for the headmaster!"

"How did I become nonsense?"

Zhuo Yunsheng snapped his fingers and shattered Mu Bingyun's sword energy.

Chang Qingzi saw this and said with a smile, "Yunsheng, don't get involved in the affairs of young people."

Shang Wujin, the headmaster of Ziwei Star City, wearing a star crown, a purple Taoist robe, and holding a whisk, echoed the immortal spirit. "Of all things in this world, love is the most difficult to understand. Even many True Immortals and Immortal Kings can't see through it, so why bother getting involved?"

"Junior sister, stop chopping! If you continue, my clothes will be torn and it will be a disgrace to my Bamboo Fairy Island."

Zhuo Yunsheng kept shouting and dodged Mu Bingyun's sword energy repeatedly.

Nangong Chang patted Jiang Chuan on the shoulder and said enviously, "I never thought that the first one among us to have a Taoist partner would be you, a fellow from the Buddhist sect!"

"Jiangchuan, please don't let Bingyun down."

Nangong Shuiyue laughed and said, "Otherwise, I will mobilize all the female cultivators in the Qingyuan Realm to fight against you, you bastard."

Xiang Donglai hugged Jiang Chuan and said, "How about I be your son's godfather?"

Jiangchuan: "."

No, how on earth can you tell that I’m at the stage of discussing marriage?
I told you guys to say that, I really thought I was going to have a child soon!

"Don't talk nonsense!"

Sheathing his sword, Mu Bingyun explained, "Jiang Chuan and I are just fellow Taoists."

"That's right." Jiang Chuan nodded. Although he had put his arm around Mu Bingyun's waist and had some intimate contact, their relationship had not yet developed to the point of discussing marriage.

"I remember my junior brother said that explanation is cover-up, and cover-up is the truth." Jing Hui scratched his head.

"As expected of someone who is valued by Demon Lord An Yu, what he said is indeed philosophical." Xiang Donglai gave a thumbs up.

Jiangchuan: "."

Am I shooting myself in the foot?
Jiang Chuan, who felt that he could not clear himself even by jumping into the East China Sea, sighed helplessly and followed everyone to fly towards the many palaces where the Tai Su Fairy Meeting was held.

White auspicious clouds carry palaces and float in the clear blue sky.

In front of the palace, exotic flowers are in full bloom, rare grasses cover the ground, and cranes and phoenixes are flying around.

Just as Jiang Chuan and others were about to enter the side hall, Meng Luoshu and Lu Chenling came to meet them.

"The side hall is not a place for our Patriarch Jiang to come. The Palace Master has already instructed that Patriarch Jiang should go to the main hall to attend the Immortal Meeting."

"We are both in the fifth realm, why can you go to the main hall?!" Xiang Donglai's eyes were full of envy.

"If you can kill Ximen Qing, you can also go to the main hall."

"I didn't kill Ximen Qing, but I did kill the remaining soul of Tian Yao Huang Chong. Why can I only attend the banquet in the side hall?"

"Even without you, Huang Chong's remaining soul would still be destroyed." Meng Luoshu rolled her eyes at Xiang Donglai.

"If you want to come in, take my invitation."

He Feng said this and took out an invitation and handed it to Xiang Donglai.

Although his identity as the Biluotian Zhenchuan is recognized by Jiang Chuan alone in the entire Qingyuan world.

But he was a genuine seventh-level cultivator after all. After he came to Taisu Immortal Palace, Taisu Immortal Palace gave He Feng an invitation to the main hall for the sake of Bodhi Temple.

"The main hall is full of old men and old ladies. I'm a young man, so I won't get involved." Xiang Donglai refused.

"But in terms of age, you have been practicing for more than three decades, so you are also an old man!" He Feng spoke again.

Coming east: "."

Thank you for reminding me that I am almost two hundred years old!

Jiang Chuan knew that today he had to deal with the guardian turtle of the ancient Hua Dynasty and discuss the return of Huang Chong.

Therefore, he did not stay in the side hall for long and went to the main hall with He Feng.

The moment he entered the main hall, Jiang Chuan instantly felt a sense of immortal energy.

The misty fairy fog is rising, the colorful fairy clouds are crossing the sky, and the jade trees and golden lotus are slowly blooming.

Jade tables appear and disappear in the fairy mist, and the sound of chanting can be heard faintly in the void.

It was as if it was the sound of the Tao when the True Immortal King discussed scriptures and Taoism long ago, which has penetrated through the ages and passed into the present world.

"Jingyang, you and He Feng come and sit over here."

When Elder Kong Bei saw the two people coming, he immediately called them over.

After the two of them sat down, Elder Jingzhen winked at Jiangchuan.

"Jingyang, after the old turtle is killed, I plan to steal his shell. If anyone attacks me, please help me block it."

"There are so many people in the eighth and ninth realms here. Can I hold them off alone?" Jiang Chuan asked.

Every time a cultivator in the eighth realm breaks through, he will encounter thunder tribulations and be surrounded by dangers.

It is quite normal to have one's Taoist weapon smashed into pieces and swallow a large amount of healing pills.

Therefore, there has always been a saying in the world of monks.

Mountains of gold and silver will be reduced to ashes by thunder.

The shell of the guardian turtle is a good material for refining mid-grade Taoist weapons.

It would be strange if a group of eighth-level cultivators who are so poor that they don’t have any treasures to survive the tribulation didn’t scramble for such spiritual materials when they saw them!

"Both of us are invincible below the Ninth Realm. Even if we work together, more than a dozen Eighth Realm cultivators won't be able to defeat us!" Elder Jingzhen said confidently.

"Give me half after you finish the job."

"Half? Do you still have any conscience? I risked my life in Jiuyuan Prison to help you kill the gods and deal with the remaining soul of Huang Chong!"

"Master Mei Suqiong of the Dongji Sect has arrived!"

"The ancient leader of the Shanhai Dao Sect has arrived!"

"Sword Palace Vice Palace Master Cheng Ye has arrived!"

While the two were communicating via telepathy, three more masters arrived.

Wan Qiangu had a square face, wore a Taoist robe that shone with precious light, had black hair draped over his shoulders, and walked into the hall with the gait of a dragon and a tiger.

When he saw the Purple Cloud Ancestor on Jiang Chuan's shoulder, his brows furrowed slightly.

"Damn cat!"

Feeling the gaze falling on him, Jiang Chuan turned around and saw Wan Qiangu.

Wan Qiangu snorted coldly, waved his sleeves, walked to the table next to Chang Qingzi and sat down.

"It's been almost two thousand years since I knocked him out with a club, and this guy still remembers it. After the Taisu Fairy Meeting is over, you should run quickly and don't get blocked by him." Patriarch Ziyun warned.

Jiang Chuan's eyes twitched slightly.

He suddenly had a bad premonition.

Will Tai Suxian lead a group to beat up Ziyun Patriarch, and then he will be beaten up too?

"Master Lu Qingshu from Lingxu City has arrived!" A man in a tall hat and a wide belt walked into the hall with Shi Yixiu, who was wearing a long red dress, and two elders from Lingxu City.

The man had sharp eyebrows and bright eyes, and a white jade ring hung around his waist. He looked like a Confucian scholar who came to Beijing to take the imperial examinations. He did not look like the leader of a powerful force in the Qingyuan world at all.

"Ziyun!"

After seeing the Purple Cloud Ancestor, Lu Qingshu gritted his teeth and squeezed out two words.

Ziyun Patriarch raised his paws to cover his face: "Why is there another one?"

"Helian Cheng, the headmaster of the Ten Thousand Beast Demon Sect, has arrived!"

"Headmaster Lu Jinglin of the Seven Killing Demon Sect has arrived!"

"Red Dust Demon Sect's Headmaster Yan Ling'er has arrived!"

"Is this the end? Why are all those who were beaten by the ancestor here?"

Ziyun Patriarch poked Jiangchuan: "Jiangchuan, why don't we run now!"

Just as Jiang Chuan was about to speak, he felt a cold gaze falling on him.

Following his gaze, Jiang Chuan saw a middle-aged man in white clothes.

The middle-aged man wore a bamboo crown and had two long swords hanging from his waist. He had a handsome face and his eyes were like two cold pools, emitting a chilling look.

"Boy, if I find out that you are plotting something bad against Chen Ling again, don't blame me for being rude."

Jiangchuan:? ? ?
No, what does it mean to plot against Lu Chenling again?

Xiao Lu, please explain yourself clearly to me!

I, Master Jiang, did nothing. You can’t slander me like this!
"Headmaster Tang Qing'an of the Danding Sect has arrived!"

"Vice-President Leng Yunsong of the Supreme Demon Sect has arrived!"

"Headmaster Liu Junming of the Huangquan Demon Sect has arrived!"

"Leng Yunsong is here too. I hope he doesn't bring the Supreme Heavenly Sword, otherwise it will be really troublesome." Ancestor Ziyun's face looked very ugly.

"What did you do to Leng Yunsong? Did you even need to use the Supreme Heavenly Sword?" Jiang Chuan asked curiously.

Just like Fang Qingting is the Palace Master of the Sword Palace, the Eternal Demon Lord is also the nominal head of the Supreme Demon Sect, but in reality all matters of the Supreme Demon Sect, big or small, are handled by the deputy sect master Leng Yunsong.

"I didn't do anything. I just knocked him out with Taishan and stole a palm-sized piece of World Stone."

"If I were Leng Yunsong, I would definitely carry the Supreme Heavenly Sword and search the world for you."

"."

What is the World Stone?
A divine object formed from the essence of all living things after the destruction of the world.

It can be used as the main material for refining immortal king weapons, and can also be used to open up the world.

A palm-sized world stone can easily open up a world equivalent to three or four large stars!
Leng Yunsong, who wore a green wooden hairpin, a yellow long gown, and had a body as thin as a bamboo pole, suddenly changed his eyes and became murderous the moment he noticed the Ziyun Patriarch.

"Damn cat! Let's see where you can run this time!"

If it wasn't at the Taisu Immortal Meeting, Jiang Chuan had no doubt that Leng Yunsong would draw his sword immediately.

"what?"

At this moment, An Yunyi, who was following behind Leng Yunsong, dressed in blue and graceful, suddenly turned her head and looked at Jiang Chuan.

The fire of defeat in Jiangchuan's sea of ​​consciousness was about to burst out uncontrollably and fly towards An Yunyi.

"It seems that An Yunyi has obtained the Eternal Silence Divine Iron and the Defeat Fire from the destroyed star, and used the Defeat Fire as the forty-ninth magical power to forge the foundation of immortality."

In an instant, Jiang Chuan understood why the Defeat Fire suddenly became out of his control.

An Yunyi smiled sweetly at Jiang Chuan, took light steps, and sat directly opposite Jiang Chuan, looking at Jiang Chuan with interest.

Jiang Chuan looked a little strange.

This was the first time he met the female cultivator in reality whom he had become his Taoist partner in the simulation.

"Xu Ming Xian Zong's headmaster Ji Guanying has arrived!"

"The Jiuyuan Holy Emperor of the Jiuyuan Dynasty has arrived with the Jiuyuan Empress!"

"The Taicang Holy Emperor of the Taicang Dynasty has arrived with the Taicang Queen!"

The Taicang Holy Emperor Zhao Ping, wearing a golden crown and a nine-dragon imperial robe, and with a face as handsome as jade, and the Taicang Queen Ning Surong, wearing a phoenix robe, walked into the hall side by side.

After scanning everyone, Taicang Holy Emperor Zhao Ping once again set his sights on Jiang Chuan.

"Ancestor, have you ever snatched Zhao Ping?"

"He probably doesn't know that it was Taishan and I who did it." Ancestor Ziyun said in surprise.

"You even killed Ximen Qing. Duke Jiang, your son is truly remarkable."

Jiang Wenyuan, wearing a purple-gold crown, followed behind Zhao Ping. Just as he was about to speak, a sound like thunder exploded in his ears.

"Humph!"

Ji Guanying, the head of Xu Ming Xian Zong, who was wearing a black Taoist robe, with a back as straight as a sword and handsome features, snorted coldly, holding a long sword wrapped in a pine scabbard, and walked quickly towards the jade table next to Wan Qiangu.

When passing by the jade table where Jiangchuan was, Ji Guanying glanced at Jiangchuan.

"Your eyebrows and eyes are very similar to your mother's."

After saying that, he walked over to Wan Qiangu and sat down.

Jiang Chuan glanced at his nominal father Jiang Wenyuan, and then at Ji Guanying who was trying to avoid resting and was ready to draw his sword at any time.

"Ji Guanying became famous even earlier than Abbot Kongming. He is definitely not a love rival for my adopted father. Is my mother his descendant or his disciple?"

"Maha Palace Master Qi Daoming has arrived!"

"Jiuxiao Palace's Deputy Palace Master Lou Caiyun has arrived!"

"The Holy Emperor of the Ancient Hua Dynasty has arrived with the Empress of Ancient Hua and the Protectorate Divine Turtle!"

Hearing the words "Guardian of the Nation Divine Turtle", Jiang Chuan raised his hand and pressed it on the hilt of the Biluo Sword at his waist.

Wan Qiangu, Chang Qingzi and other immortal sect leaders who had received the news in advance also stopped talking and looked towards the entrance of the hall.

A turtle several dozen feet long flew into the hall.

The turtle was pitch black, as if carved from black jade, and its shell sparkled under the fairy light.

"This hall is still a little small. With my size, it's really hard for me to squeeze in."

Luo Jiuxi, who was sitting at the head of the hall, slowly stood up.

"Fellow Daoist Turtle, do you think this hall is too small? How about I choose another large hall to entertain you?"

"really?"

The big eyes of the guardian turtle were full of surprise.

"The Taisu Immortal will replace the palace for me, the old turtle. Now I am more powerful than a true immortal!"

Luo Jiuxi formed a seal with his hands, and in an instant, rays of fairy light turned into dense fairy talismans, sealing the entrance to the hall.

"I have sealed the entrance to this hall. Fellow Daoists, please take action."

Zheng! Zheng!
The clear sound of sword chanting was heard.

The leader of the Seven Killing Demon Sect, Lu Jinglin, suddenly unsheathed the two swords at his waist.

Two sword lights, one blue and one white, were like the light of death flying from the Senluo Purgatory, carrying tremendous murderous intent, slashing towards the guardian turtle.

Hands that pick stars and embrace the moon!
Abbot Kongming followed closely behind, and his palm, which was ten acres in size, slapped the guardian turtle like a rolling dark cloud.

The sudden change made the Guardian Turtle stand there in a daze.

"Fellow Daoists, stop!"

The Ancient Hua Saint Emperor Gu Jun, who was wearing a black imperial robe, had a square face and a look of majesty between his brows. He was the first to react and shouted for Abbot Kongming and others to stop.

"I defended the Ancient Hua Dynasty and slew many demon tribes in the Northern Territory. Even if I didn't achieve any credit, I still worked hard. Why do you treat me like this?!"

The guardian turtle looked at the magical powers flying towards him and became furious. He shouted and used his magical powers at the same time.

(End of this chapter)