Shen Yuzhu and Huang Teng, who were sitting next to him, also discovered this problem.

Both of them had doubts on their faces.

Huang Teng couldn't help but said: "Could it be that they thought Fellow Daoist Lin was not easy to deal with and found an excuse to expose this matter?"

"It's also possible! Let Xinglin Gu act as the intermediary and pass on the message. If they make an excuse not to come, the matter will be over!"

Shen Yuzhu also felt that this was possible and nodded.

Lin Tian felt that it was not that simple. He shook his head and said: "With the temperament of the people in the Guardian Pavilion, how can they be easily exposed?"

"We'd better take part in this grand ceremony first. They don't want to come or not. If they really don't come, I can just go to the Guardian Pavilion later!"

Hearing this, Shen Yuzhu couldn't help but worry.

But Huang Teng's eyes lit up, and his face showed excitement and eagerness to try.

The Guardian Pavilion is an existence that countless monks can only look up to in awe. Who dares to provoke it?

now.

Lin Tian wanted to fight against the Guardian Pavilion on his own, and the silent blood in Huang Teng's body couldn't help but boil.

at this time.

The monks all around were in an uproar.

Many monks sitting on the viewing platform couldn't help but stand up.

Lin Tian remained as still as a mountain, turning his head to look at the gate of Xinglin Valley not far away.

A group of people flew over there.

There were at least a hundred people, all wearing the uniform of Xinglin Valley monks.

They are all monks from Xinglin Valley.

The dozen or so old men headed by them all have unfathomable cultivation levels. The most powerful ones have reached the late stage of the Galaxy Realm, and the rest have also reached the early stage of the Galaxy Realm.

Behind them were hundreds of young Xinglin Valley monks, all walking respectfully behind.

Among the dozen or so old men in front, there was the master-level alchemist who had gone to Luoyue Sect to deliver invitations before, that is, Yu Hai, the elder of Xinglin Valley.

"It's the strong men from Xinglin Valley who are here!"

"They all exude a strong medicinal fragrance. They are indeed powerful alchemists!"

"Then the leader is Senior Lao Guzhuang from Xinglin Valley?"

"Senior Zhang is the legendary imperial alchemist, how can he show his face so easily? That is Senior Wan Jie, the deputy valley master of Xinglin Valley!"

"Wanjie, he is also a thunderous one in our Tiannan. It is said that he has stepped into the level of king-level alchemist!"

"Can we see Senior Wan refining the medicine with our own eyes later?"

…

Countless monks present started talking in an uproar.

Lin Tian listened to the many conversations in the crowd and heard a lot of useful information.

At first he thought that the old man in charge was Zhang He, the valley owner of Xinglin Valley, but he didn't expect that he was just the deputy valley owner.

But he is just the deputy valley master, his strength is not bad, and his medicine refining skills are not weak either. He is actually a king-level alchemist!

The appearance of Wan Jie, Yu Hai and others naturally caused many monks on the viewing platform to stand up and pay respectful tribute to Wan Jie and others.

Even though someone like Bao Xiuyu, whose cultivation was stronger than Wanjie, still showed immense respect from the bottom of his heart.

A king-level alchemist, even Bao Xiuyu must be respected!

"You don't need to be polite! When you come to my Xinglin Valley, you will be like your own sect!"

Wanjie is short and fat, like Maitreya Buddha, and he smiles like a kind and good old man. Along the way, whether it is the people on the viewing platform or the monks around him, he keeps clasping his fists in return without any airs.

This made many monks feel more favorable and awed towards Wanjie and Xinglin Valley.

Wan Jie and others sat down at the main seat of the viewing platform.

However, Yu Hai glanced at the empty space at the back with confusion. It was originally reserved for the monks of the Guardian Pavilion, but now it was empty.

"Deputy Valley Master, the people from the Guardian Pavilion didn't come, I don't know what happened!"

Yu Hai whispered to Wan Jie.

"Hmph! Never mind! They don't know what they are up to in the Guardian Pavilion. Our sect's grand ceremony is important!"

Wan Jie groaned, then stood up and shouted to the monks from the sect below who had been waiting for a long time: "Come down, I, the Xinglin, pay homage to my ancestor of the mountain sect..."

The memorial ceremony is like the obituary ceremony of ancient ancestors, full of simple and primitive flavor.

The monks headed by the master of ceremonies kept mumbling strange words and dancing ugly and awkward dances.

It's ugly because these dances can be vaguely seen as having evolved from many wild beasts or ancient behemoths.

But at this time, no one of the monks present said a word, and their faces were full of solemnity and awe.

This is a memorial ceremony inherited from Xinglin Valley. No one dares to mess with it at this moment!

The memorial ceremony reached a certain stage, and suddenly in the Xinglin Valley not far behind, green spiritual energy rose into the sky, filling the entire sky, forming a green barrier that filled the void.

Those green auras swam slowly and soon turned into the shape of a translucent green pill.

The majestic spiritual energy suddenly swept down from the sky.

Many monks present suddenly felt a sense of relief sweeping through their bodies.

The monks who participated in the Xinglin Valley Ceremony for the first time were extremely surprised when they saw this scene.

Everyone looked up in horror, looking at the spiritual energy floating in the sky and around them, and they were all stunned.

On the other hand, those monks who had participated in the Xinglin Valley Grand Ceremony all sat down on the spot and entered a state of cultivation in an instant.

This is a great opportunity to improve your cultivation.

Especially the spiritual energy that appeared before his eyes was majestic, pure, and extremely weird. It had no obstacles to practice and could quickly improve his cultivation level.

Many monks have long been curious about the aura that appeared on this memorial ceremony.

But no one could figure out the reason, and the ordinary disciples of Xinglin Valley didn't understand where this spiritual energy came from.

After all, the components of the memorial ceremony have been passed down from ancient times to the present day for tens of thousands of years.

The appearance of this spiritual energy is rumored to be the ancestor of Xinglin Valley during the memorial ceremony. It is formed by the ancestor’s remaining spiritual energy!

But no matter what, the majestic spiritual energy in front of him benefited the monks present a lot.

Even Lin Tian, ​​after this majestic spiritual energy fell, the Nine Revolutions and Three Life Art in his body started to run wildly involuntarily, swallowing up all the spiritual energy around him.

His cultivation also improved at this moment, although for him, these spiritual energies were no longer enough, like a mud cow entering the sea, unable to make any waves.

The cultivation level has been improved, but it does not matter for the breakthrough of realm.

Now that Lin Tian wants to break through to the Tribulation Realm, the cultivation resources he needs will probably require him to gather all the majestic energy in front of him and then multiply it tens of thousands of times before he can reach the critical point of breakthrough!

"The aura that appeared in this memorial ceremony is so weird! It is said that Zhang He from Xinglin Valley couldn't explain it! Ever since the initial memorial ceremony, there has been a strange phenomenon of this kind of aura condensed into pills every time!"

While practicing, Huang Teng looked up in the air and couldn't help but exclaimed.

Shen Yuzhu couldn't help but nodded, his beautiful eyes full of curiosity.