Sensing the two breaths outside the door leaving, Pei Ling in the room frowned slightly.

Out of nothing…

If only I knew this rule sooner...

But, the price of this rule...

Thinking of this, Pei Ling suddenly shook his head, put this matter aside immediately, then closed his eyes, and shared the perspective of the avatar with the will of the true immortal.

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Wushi Mountain Villa.

Above the pure white palace, in the originally empty void, a long staircase suddenly appeared.

This staircase is like a neon, and the whole body is colorful and shining, like a dream.

On both sides are the mighty clouds of smoke, surging like a tide, surrounding this incomparably dazzling long step.

The long steps meander all the way, rising step by step, as if going straight to the sky.

With the eyesight of a high-level cultivator, he could only see the distant vertices, almost hidden into the huge throne of the Stratocloud Gangfeng.

The throne that means the master of Wushi Mountain Villa is majestic and majestic, like a mountain, but it shows a rough-looking wilderness, as if he just found a huge rock mountain at random. Place it at the end of the long steps.

At this moment, in the mist, the monks of Wushi Villa were already standing in twos and threes.

Everyone's clothes are different, some are brocade clothes, and pearls are surrounded by greenery; some are ragged and unkempt; some have big sleeves and fluttering; , with deep magic; some are simple and unpretentious, just like mortals...

It can only be judged from the cultivation base, the elders, deacons, and disciples of Wushi Villa were all present.

Above the high dome, the gathered auspicious birds and auspicious beasts are circling and dancing, galloping in the sky, and practicing various congratulations.

There are also many low-level disciples who do not yet have the ability to tread clouds. They also swarmed from the strange buildings to the open space not far from the White Palace, pointing at the sky, expressing their opinions loudly from time to time, and others urged Talismans, five-color fireworks spread across the sky, like fireworks blooming one after another; some people cast spells, attracting hundreds of flowers to bloom, fragrant...

And those cultivators with a high level of cultivation were obviously accustomed to this scene. Not only did they not care much, they would occasionally ask a few questions, and then they immediately moved the magic formula to adjust the ceremony that was about to unfold.

Laughter, slapstick, discussion, running and beating...

The whole scene was very lively and noisy.

Suddenly, someone noticed the figure coming from a distance, and immediately reminded: "Emperor Pei is here!"

"Emperor Pei is here!"

The news quickly spread in the crowd, and countless eyes turned to the figure in the black shirt and the sword, but they saw that this foreign immortal emperor, who had heard about Wushi Mountain Villa for a long time, had a very young appearance, his body was tall and straight, and his breath was calm and restrained. If it weren't for the suffocating aura of the long knife on his back, the blood and sea of ​​the corpse would not be able to condense that level of ferocity, and it seemed that he was just an ordinary cultivator.

For a moment, all the monks of Wushi Mountain Villa around them showed incomparable reverence in their eyes.

Even in the Wushi Villa, where the Immortal Venerable and Immortal Kings are everywhere, the Immortal Emperor is one of a kind, aloof and aloof!

The position of Immortal Emperor, even if it is in the upper realm, is above many Immortal Venerables, Immortal Kings, Golden Immortals and Immortals.

Therefore, when Pei Ling came, the monks who were noisy just now like the market became extremely quiet in an instant.

tread, tread, tread...

In an instant, in the entire world, only the footsteps of the leading elder and "Pei Ling" were left.

Looking at this scene, Mo Lilan's expression did not change at all.

Pei Xianyou's means of concealing his identity is very good. He is open and upright in front of the Immortal Emperor of Wushi Villa, and there will be no other people who suspect that the other party is a real immortal...

At this moment, she has been brought under the colorful long steps.

The elder who led the way stopped, turned around, and said respectfully, "Please come to the table."

Mo Lilan nodded slightly, then strode up the long steps.

Above the long steps, colorful interlaced, like rainbows and neon, beautiful.

As soon as she stepped on the first step, a huge and incomparably colorful flame exploded, thousands of brilliance shone through the sky, and the clouds were dyed like brocade, and the youth was infinite in an instant.

In the blink of an eye, Mo Lilan was already seated on a cloud of colorful clouds. In front of her was a long table made of spiritual materials. On the table was a display of spirit fruit and spirit wine. There was also a puppet waiter, kneeling on the side, waiting for orders. .

On the side of the colorful clouds, is a huge throne that is as majestic as a mountain.

At this moment, above the throne, it is empty, only the majestic and vast aura is diffused and filled, stirring the sky.

Mo Lilan sat still, looking down at the long steps calmly.

Many cultivators were crowded as before, and they looked like ants, swarming like a tide.

The fireworks bloom from time to time, the grass is lush, the flowers are blooming, and the sun is bright, and the atmosphere of the ceremony is strong.

Soon, in the void, a huge chime appeared, chiming without wind.

The thick and simple music sounded, like ripples, rippling in all directions, until this time, the silent Wubei Villa finally regained its vitality.

With the sound of music passed down from a long time ago, a group of high-level monks with high crowns and ancient costumes came between Yun Lan.

These monks rarely wore uniform robes, with solemn girdle and stern wings. They stopped by the long colorful steps, divided into two rows and stood opposite each other.

One of the cultivators headed out, and while looking forward, his eyes were like electricity, and he said in a low voice: "The Lower Realm Garden, although it is like passing clouds, it is an illusion, and it should have a master."

"In charge of Wushi Villa, for the immortals of Linchen to inhabit."

"There will be a new owner in Bieyuan today, Li Shi!"

The people who were in front of him didn't feel loud when they heard these words, but the sound rolled like a tidal wave, and it spread like a thunder, directly pouring into the ears of many monks on the scene.

Many cultivators all looked solemn at the moment, and they responded: "Welcome to the new master!"

In the great shout, the bell rang again in the void.

clang... clang... clang...

Long and loud, like the ebb and flow of the tide, in the ordinary, there is a vigorous and powerful force, solemn and graceful.

At this moment, the thousands of monks in Wushi Mountain Villa lowered their hands in awe, and looked at each other with grace and dignity.

At this time, three figures suddenly appeared under the long steps.

The long steps are full of brilliance, like a rainbow bridge in the sky, brilliance and brilliance.

It added a layer of dreamlike brilliance to all the monks present. However, all the colors, at this moment, avoided the three figures that suddenly appeared.

There is a clear distinction between them, as if they are separated from each other and cannot communicate with each other.

These three figures, the person in the middle is shrouded in shadows, with only one pair of eyes, as razor-sharp as a blade, cold and cold, containing an indescribable coercion, majestic and vast; the person on the right is tall and burly, clothed Soap boots, with long hair scattered and flying, seems to have a heroic meaning, there are countless sneaks in the pupils, and the light is shining; the figure on the left, wearing a crown of dark clothes, wearing jade and beads, standing with his hands behind his back, although he is slender and graceful Luxurious, do not hide the domineering bearing that looks down on all living beings and looks down on the world.

Seeing this scene, Pei Ling in the small courtyard suddenly looked solemn, the three people's atmosphere... they are the three ancestors of the tribulation period!

Moreover, each one gave him a stronger feeling than the "five plagues" of the Samsara Tower!

I don't know who will be enthroned next...

Thinking of this, Pei Ling's heart moved, and a voice sounded in the mind of the incarnation Mo Lilan: "Mo Xianyou, be more careful in a while!"