Mortals get a golden finger for immortal cultivation every year

Chapter 265 The Wanxiu Ceremony Begins

"I've wronged you."

After a long silence, Du Yu spoke in a hoarse voice.

"As long as my husband can advance to the Mahayana stage, everything I have done will be worth it."

Taoist companion Du Yu smiled sweetly, but there was bitterness in her beautiful eyes.

……

Zhao Shuang naturally had no idea about what was going on between Du Yu and his Taoist partner. He was currently in the palace bedroom, communicating and practicing with Yin Yue, Yin Guang and the fairy concubine of the Yaksha clan.

With his tireless help and generous teaching, the three women naturally made great progress in their cultivation.

And Zhao Shuang also gained huge benefits.

And one year is nothing even for a cultivator in the Qi Refining Stage.

It was over in the blink of an eye. Not to mention the entire spiritual world of humans and demons.

The Zhao Shuang Wanxiu Ceremony is naturally the most grand ceremony in the entire spiritual world for the human and demon races in the past 100,000 years.

However, as the time for the Ten Thousand Cultivators Ceremony draws closer, the number of cultivators from both the human and demon races in Tianyuan City is increasing.

Some of these immortal cultivators entered Tianyuan City, while others rested in the mountains near Tianyuan City.

However, these are only temporary. In another month, these cultivators and more and more cultivators will flock to Tianyuan City, the first city for humans and demons.

Every day, more than one million cultivators, both human and demon, flock to Tianyuan City, making the originally deserted Tianyuan City much more lively.

Of course, with so many cultivators coming in, there were naturally numerous auctions and trade fairs, both large and small. Tianyuan City also held numerous auctions of its own. The resulting treasures, elixirs, spiritual objects, celestial treasures, and even fragments of Xuantian treasures were so abundant that even cultivators in the Fusion Stage could reap a bountiful harvest.

With only a few days left before Zhao Shuang's Wanxiu Ceremony, the entire Tianyuan City, the largest city for both humans and demons, was overcrowded, with people unable to find a place to rest.

This situation naturally alarmed Zen Master Jin Yue and the other elders of Tianyuan City. They immediately held discussions and ultimately decided to vacate the stone pagodas housing some of the guards, open up some of the underground chambers and crypts, and construct a large number of temporary lofts and halls in several remote corners of the city overnight.

This solved the problem of where the monks could find a place to stay.

However, there were many other problems, but they were all resolved one by one.

Most people know that they are not qualified to participate in the Ten Thousand Cultivators Ceremony, so they basically come here to seek opportunities. After all, so many cultivators come to one place more than once every thousands or even tens of thousands of years. In this case, as long as they are a little smart, they may be able to become a disciple of a famous teacher or obtain opportunities.

No matter which one it is, it is a great opportunity for them.

Finally, the day of the Wanxiu Ceremony arrived.

On this day, just as the sky was getting light, a white platform more than ten meters high appeared in a square in the center of Tianyuan City that seemed to have no end.

On the platform, there was an unknown object covered by golden cloth.

Three or four feet high!

Next to him stood a tall strongman with half of his body naked and bulging muscles, his face expressionless.

However, the area near the stage was surrounded by tens of thousands of guards wearing various armors.

Among these guards, the silver-haired old man and other elders of Tianyuan City were actually among them.

All the combined beings looked up at the sky which was just beginning to turn red, their expressions calm but with a hint of solemnity.

When the first ray of sunlight appears and shines down.

The time has come. The silver-haired old man surnamed Gu from the Tianyuan City Elders Council spoke and gave the order.
"Okay, time's up, start ringing the bell!"

"Yes!"

Upon hearing this, the strong man agreed respectfully and took a step forward. Then, he grabbed the golden cloth in front of him with his big hand, revealing the true face of the object hidden underneath.

This is a giant silver bell floating in the air, with five-colored spiritual characters all over its surface, which is luxurious and mysterious.

Then, a golden hammer about ten feet long appeared in the hand of the strong man.

The next moment, it smashed towards the giant clock wheel.

There was a "boom"!
Suddenly, circles of silver light suddenly lit up where the golden hammer head hit, spreading in all directions.

In an instant, the five-colored spiritual characters on the giant silver bell came alive, and flew out from the bell, dancing up and down around the entire jade platform.

At the same time, the sound of the bell began to spread, the sound was quite strange, it became louder and louder as it got farther away, and finally it was deafening.

The sound of the bell could be heard throughout the entire Tianyuan City.

For a moment, all the cultivators in Tianyuan City, no matter what they were doing, heard this sound.

Many cultivators who knew the origin of the sound blurted out: "Sky-shaking Bell, the celebration has begun."

Then, he rushed out of the door, taking care of the people around him and heading towards the source of the sound.

However, this is only limited to high-level cultivators. As for cultivators below the Spirit Transformation Stage, they can only live there with regret on their faces.

They knew that even if they went, they would not be able to participate in the celebration.

In this way, after ringing for 9981 times, the bell finally stopped.

At the same time, the cultivators who arrived at the square first saw the Tianyuan City guards and elders and were stunned.

The silver-haired old man smiled slightly when he saw this, and moved his lips, as if he was conveying a message to someone.

Then, the entire square was filled with white formation light, and then many soldiers appeared and blocked the incoming cultivators outside.

Although no violence was used, no one dared to force their way in.

Afterwards, more than a dozen open spaces appeared on the platform.

At the same time, in the center of the open space, more than a dozen temporary teleportation arrays appeared.

This situation confused most of the monks, but they did not ask anything and just waited and saw what would happen.

"My husband, haven't you finished refining it yet? If you continue like this, it will delay the celebration."

After nearly a year of cultivation exchanges, Fairy Silver Light naturally called Zhao Shuang her husband.

"The magical powers of a Mahayana cultivator are far inferior to ours, not to mention that Senior Zhao is not comparable to an ordinary Mahayana cultivator. Since you have said it, I will naturally not miss it. Madam, don't worry."

The silver-haired old man surnamed Gu spoke to comfort him.

"That being said, Senior Zhao is leaving in one breath. Two-thirds of the materials in the city are really too much. I really don't know what to do with them."

"The black-robed man said with a wry smile.

"It's just some ordinary materials. Compared with Senior Zhao's favor, it's nothing."

The silver-haired old man surnamed Gu chuckled nonchalantly. "Haha, yes. Brother Gu is absolutely right. It seems that among us, Fellow Daoist Gu is the most far-sighted."

Upon hearing this, Zen Master Jin Yue said with a smile.

At this moment, Zhao Shuang, who was resting with his eyes closed, opened his eyes after the bell rang.

Then, he opened his mouth and a nine-colored small mountain spewed out, appearing and disappearing, as if it was not a physical entity.

After taking a few glances, Zhao Shuang was finally satisfied.

Suddenly, the nine-colored small peaks in front of him disappeared.

At the same time, thousands of feet above the square in the center of Tianyuan City, the space fluctuated, and a small nine-colored mountain several inches in size emerged.

"Boom!" A shocking explosion suddenly sounded, and the next moment, the entire nine-colored small mountain rapidly expanded like a balloon and eventually turned into a thousand-foot-tall giant peak. Zhao Shuang was on the top of the mountain, looking down at the numerous other immortal cultivators below who were as densely packed as ants.
Then, a terrifying aura emanated from the nine-colored giant peak a thousand feet high beneath his feet. At the same time, the sky and the earth changed color, and the vitality of heaven and earth within a radius of 100,000 miles rushed in, like a tide, and exchanged into the nine-colored giant peak a thousand feet high beneath his feet.

Then, the nine-colored thousand-foot-high peak suddenly expanded again, and this time it expanded more than ten times.

Almost in an instant, a ten-thousand-foot-high nine-colored divine peak appeared in the sky above Tianyuan City, directly covering the entire central area of ​​Tianyuan City.

Such a movement was naturally earth-shattering, attracting the attention of the monks in the central square below, and they all looked up to see.

Then he stared at the scene in amazement, gasping for air.

While they were shocked, they discovered that on the Nine-Colored Thousand-Meter Divine Peak, there were densely packed jade buildings. The whole mountain was shrouded in clouds and mist, and the fairy air was ethereal. Many cultivators completely ignored the soldiers in the square and headed towards the Nine-Colored Thousand-Meter Divine Peak.

Anyone who is not a fool knows that such a shocking scene must be related to Zhao Shuang.

As soon as Zhao Shuang had a thought, countless runes emerged from his sleeves. Then, a transparent restriction appeared on the nine-colored, ten-thousand-foot-high divine peak, blocking all the cultivators outside.

Naturally, these immortal cultivators did not dare to do anything more, let alone force their way in.

"Your presence at Zhao's celebration is a great honor to my humble abode. All Daoists who qualify for the celebration may enter directly via the teleportation array below. I am at the Mahayana Immortal Terrace on the mountaintop, and I await your presence."

And this voice was Zhao Shuang,

"Senior Zhao!"

"It was Patriarch Zhao himself who sent the message!"

At once, numerous cultivators headed towards the teleportation array in the square.

Soon, with the help of the teleportation array, they entered the Nine-Colored Ten Thousand-foot Divine Peak, and then, led by the attendant ordered by Qi Lingzi, headed towards the mountain. Along the way, in addition to the jade buildings, there were also exotic flowers and plants, spiritual beasts and birds, and many legendary beasts. When they went forward to see, they were once again in the white mist.
Afterwards, no matter what action was taken, the white mist still enveloped the surroundings, and all the spells disappeared into the void like a drop in the ocean, without any effect at all.

In the eyes of other cultivators, they saw that after Fang Yi left the mountain road, all of these cultivators froze and did not move, like wooden puppets.

"Illusion!"

Some people who have certain attainments in formations, when they saw this scene, their faces suddenly changed and they cried out.

……

Afterwards, the attendant lifted the ban and continued to lead many frightened monks to the place Zhao Shuang had ordered.

This is a huge square made of white jade crystal bricks.

Layers of cushions of various colors are densely packed, almost everywhere in the square.

Meanwhile, in the center of the square stood a nine-story tower, each floor covered in countless golden seal characters. Atop the tower sat a nine-colored divine lotus. Within the lotus, Zhao Shuang sat cross-legged, looking down with a condescending smile at the numerous cultivators who had arrived.

Seeing this scene, all the monks saluted, and then began to sit cross-legged under the arrangement of the attendants.

The same was true for the other monks who came later. After completing the ceremony, they began to look for places to sit cross-legged. Among them were white-haired old men, young girls who looked no more than seventeen or eighteen years old, and some demons with horns on their heads and hair on their bodies.

After they sat cross-legged, they didn't dare to make any sound, not even to transmit their voices. They all closed their eyes and rested.

Soon, the entire square accommodated as many as 50,000 to 60,000 people, but at this moment, there were still nearly one million unqualified people blocked outside the teleportation array around the square below.

These are not qualified to enter and can only stare longingly at the nine-colored, ten-thousand-foot-high divine peak in the sky.

In response, Zhao Shuang did not do much, but waited quietly with the others.

After the entire square was filled, it was finally noon.

Then, Qi Lingzi appeared and shouted.

"The time has come, the celebration begins!"

As soon as these words were spoken, the bell rang again.

At the same time, five-colored light and fairy music emerged and sounded, making people intoxicated. They could vaguely see blurry and graceful figures circling and dancing in the light.

Then, countless colorful petals were seen falling like heavy snow.

At the same time, the wonderful fragrance and spiritual energy filled the entire square.

Just a slight inhalation of this fragrance will make you feel relaxed and refreshed.

"The essence of plants! It is actually the essence of plants made from the essence of ninety-nine and eighty-one rare spiritual flowers and herbs!" At this moment, someone exclaimed, but immediately shut up and began to smell the fragrance of flowers.

"Greetings!"

Not long after, Qi Lingzi spoke again respectfully.

As soon as he finished speaking, many monks stood up and respectfully paid homage to Zhao Shuang.

"Congratulations to Senior Zhao for advancing to the Mahayana stage. All the practitioners celebrate together!"

"Congratulations to Senior Zhao for advancing to the Mahayana stage. All the practitioners celebrate together!"

Although the other demon tribe members and foreign envoys did not say the same words, they also stood up respectfully to greet him.

For a moment, the sound of respect echoed throughout the entire Tianyuan City.

It was only after nine rounds that it ended, and Zhao Shuang also had someone send spiritual tea.

After the spiritual tea, gifts were presented.

The first was a large man. After bowing respectfully to Zhao Shuang, he spoke loudly, "I am the envoy of the Huatian Sect. To celebrate Senior Zhao's advancement to the Mahayana stage, our sect has specially presented you with a pair of ten-thousand-year-old longevity insect shells. I hope you will live as long as the heavens and achieve unparalleled cultivation!"

As soon as he finished speaking, a box appeared in the big man's hand. After opening it,

Among them were two insect shells the size of fists.

Both of them were crystal red, as if two flames were burning fiercely.

It was exactly what one needed when entering the Mahayana stage, but Zhao Shuang didn't need it anymore. But he still expressed his gratitude.

After that, there was another person from the Long family, a True Spirit family. Although he was not the ancestor of the Long family, he was also a cultivator in the fusion stage.

(End of this chapter)