Chapter 435: Sect suddenly attacks
Wang Zijia also looked up and saw that there were so many disciples watching the ceremony that it was a bit abnormal. He said, "Sister, are we really doing a serious water and land ceremony today? I mean, should I go all out later?"
Yan Qimeng glanced at Wang Zijia and said, "Have you received any other notifications?"
"Oh!" Wang Zijia nodded, like a little new boy, and said honestly, "Then I have to work harder later!"
After a brief exchange of two sentences, the two did not speak again.
After a while, two streams of light suddenly lit up.
The disciples from Feixian and Daqian who came to watch the ceremony were led by their predecessors to their exclusive viewing floating platform.
The huge phantom light curtain covering the entire Wanyu Sect in the sky gave a close-up, like an immortal sitting high in the clouds.
Wang Zijia was able to see the leaders of the two parties clearly from a relatively close distance. Although Wang Zijia had read a lot of information about the two sects, it was limited to public information.
Neither of the two big guys was a celebrity with a biography in Wanyu, and Wang Zijia didn't know them.
The only thing that can be confirmed is that the people who came were not the big men of the two sects who had crossed the tribulation period.
It should be led by a big man of the soul like the dean of Wanyu Liyuan.
Before Wang Zijia finished looking at the two sects, the sky was suddenly surrounded by rosy clouds, and countless colorful divine rainbows surrounded it, and figures appeared in the main seat of the ceremony.
Wanyu's contemporary headmaster: Ding Haiping actually brought several soul elders in person, surrounded by the rosy clouds of the illusion array, slowly entered the venue, and sat in the main seat.
The illusion array in the sky was also fully activated at this moment, and the huge light curtain of the live broadcast was running at full power as if it had officially started.
Whether it is an inner or outer disciple, as long as you are within the scope of the sect, you can see the scene of the entire ceremony by looking up.
You know, the contemporary headmaster is a big man who has crossed the tribulation peak!
Usually, he is almost invisible, and most of the sect's affairs are discussed and handled by the deputy headmaster and the elders of the elder hall!
Now he appeared openly in front of all the disciples of the sect, making many disciples look fiercely.
"Greetings, Master!"
"Hello, Master!"
After the big guys entered, all the disciples saluted.
Master Ding Haiping raised his hand slightly to signal, and then bowed slightly to the two floating management desks next to him, saying: "Thank you for taking the time out of your busy schedule to come and watch the ceremony!"
"Senior Yunlong is too polite. We should be the ones to apologize." The Yuanshen Realm Confucian who led the Daqian team immediately returned the salute respectfully:
"It's mainly because your sect's celebration time is too rushed, and Your Majesty really can't get away in a short time!"
Master Ding Haiping of Wanyu Sect, the peak cultivation of the Tribulation, Taoist name: Yunlong!
The Yuanshen leader of the Feixian Sect Alliance also saluted respectfully and said: "We are also in a hurry to come here, and we almost missed it!"
"Thank you for your hard work!" Master Ding Haiping greeted him and didn't continue. After scanning the entire Dharma Assembly, he said calmly without saying anything more: "Then let's begin!"
As he spoke, the three Yuanshen gods beside him suddenly floated down and came to the Yin-Yang fish area, landing in the center of the coffin formation surrounded by Wang Zijia and others.
All three of them were at the peak of Yuanshen cultivation, and Wang Zijia knew them all.
In addition to Wang Zijia's immediate superior, the owner of the Preaching Building, there was also the owner of the Heritage Hall, the most powerful inheritor of the sect, and the owner of the Embalming Vein, the most powerful embalmer of the sect.
In this Dharma Assembly, all the big guys related to the inheritance of the Sutra Pavilion actually came on stage together!
It was truly an unprecedented event!
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After the three landed, they first shook their heads to the sky and saluted, and then looked at each other.
Then, as the three people's auras fluctuated, a large amount of mana rushed into the formation under their feet.
"Ong!"
The Yin-Yang fish under his feet began to rotate, and the rune lines in the formation kept lighting up and quickly extended to the outer circle.
"Stand up!"
With the low cry of the leading undertaker, the three people's auras were connected, and a strange stance quickly spread out to the surroundings.
The stance enveloped the entire Dharma Assembly Square, and a strong sense of peace, tranquility, and Zen rose from the heart, as if someone was burning incense and praying in his ears.
The disciples in the core area, the lowest level of cultivation is real people, and there are even dozens of infant gods.
There is no need for anyone to tell them, one by one, they began to perform their own magic and participate in the Dharma Assembly, trying to condense the secret book.
Yan Qimeng beside him had already skillfully thrown out mini paper figures the size of a palm.
The paper figures were covered with runes all over their bodies, with mottled colors, like pottery jars that had just been unearthed. They rushed into the nebula light again and again, and groups of runes were grabbed by them, and the secret books gradually took shape.
All the undertakers around started to work hard to condense the inheritance.
Some paper dolls appeared in the spirit house;
Some blood-red lanterns swayed;
There was also a man in a heavenly master's robe, holding a crisp bell in his hand, while performing rituals like a great god, throwing out a stream of spiritual light.
For a while, the whole square was filled with flashing runes, and one after another, some illusory and some solid secret books were constantly born.
In front of Wang Zijia, there were also several real coffins.
Some of the bodies inside were still intact, some had been broken into pieces, and many had a certain degree of deformity.
With the formations opened by the three big guys, a nebula-like light ball quickly floated above each body, floating quietly several feet above the body.
Wang Zijia looked at the movements around him, and everyone was working very hard.
He didn't plan to hold back either. With his current status, there were some things that he didn't need to care about too much.
With a thought, a piece of paper covered in blood and filled with a strong evil aura appeared.
This is a page of the False Dao Zhenlu Chapter, which was originally used by Wang Zijia to deceive Luo Cheng and serve as a carrier of inheritance.
Wang Zijia took a deep breath, and the pages of the book suddenly trembled. Papers also covered in blood split from the paper in front of them, and flew towards the coffin array in front of them with a strange aura.
Wang Zijia did not follow the instructions of his brothers and sisters and bury him nearby.
His purpose was very clear. Page after page, he quickly found corpses that either had certain distortions or clearly had a lot of contamination residue.
The nebula-like extraordinary characteristics floating out from these corpses are all stained with blood and look very unclean.
Almost everyone avoided these corpses and started with the clean and pure nebula.
Wang Zijia changed his mind and took the initiative to find these nebulae.
"Crash!"
Pieces of dirty paper were flipped over the impure nebula, and strange fluctuations spread.
Under the eyes of countless fellow apprentices who were either surprised or stunned, the impure nebula group squirmed and enthusiastically spat out countless runes onto the paper that was stuck on it.
Secret books were produced quickly, but in the process, a lot of pollution followed the magic paper and eroded towards Wang Zijia.
Yan Qimeng on the side frowned slightly, looked at Wang Zijia, and sent a spiritual message: "You don't want to die?!"
"It's okay!" Wang Zijia gave him a reassuring smile.
The body of the dirty paper in front of him shone with spiritual light. Faced with the contamination coming from it, the comer was not afraid, and took them all, sealing them all into the paper.
The paper, which was already filled with blood and exuded a strange aura, became even dirtier, which seemed to complement each other!
Such a huge movement not only attracted the attention of the surrounding brothers, but also many of the Infant God Lords at the fish's eye cast spells while casting glances.
"It is true that he has deep moral character and special methods to deal with pollution and resentment. He is a natural embalmer!"
In the center of the formation, the chief mortician who presided over the entire ceremony, the master of the soul's peak overhaul, Yan Xiwen glanced at Wang Zijia, who was even more outstanding than the infant god, and praised him.
Zhang Decheng rolled his eyes at Yan Xiwen. How could he not understand the implication of the other person's words? He said angrily:
"Senior brother, don't worry about it. The talented disciples we have raised over the years in our preaching building have all been allocated to you."
"That's the disciple's own choice, and I have no objection. It's hard to find a talented person who is willing to hang out in the missionary building, but I can't give it to you Huo Huo."
"Haha, Junior Brother Zhang, what you said is wrong. Do dozens of disciples can compare to this baby alone?" Another host, the sect's top inheritance master, Gu Lingmin also interjected.
Zhang Decheng glanced at the other party indifferently and said: "Senior Sister Gu, that's not what you said when you led people from all over our building these years. How about Junior Brother bring out the information and give it to Senior Sister for you to take a look at?"
After saying this, Zhang Decheng did not continue to dwell on the topic, but directly changed the topic and said:
"Stop talking about this, hurry up and finish the foreplay, don't make the senior brother and head coach who are the main event behind wait impatiently!"
Following Zhang Decheng's words, the expressions of the other two people became serious.
"rise!"
The mana of the three people suddenly exploded like smoke.
The spiritual power light spots were like sand and dust, covering the entire square.
As the light points flickered, countless light points went straight towards the dharma assembly and merged into the techniques of the disciples.
Many grains of spiritual light were also incorporated into the dirty paper that Wang Zijia created.
Wang Zijia was stunned for a moment, and immediately felt the effect of the paper absorbing the runes, which instantly increased by more than three or four times.
His eyes flashed, and with a sudden impulse, Wang Zijia wanted to throw out some demon-seeding auras and mix them into the sand to see if he could seed the three bosses.
Of course, just thinking about it. After all, there are countless pairs of eyes staring at him, but he is not crazy!
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As his thoughts flickered, Wang Zijia began to exert his strength, and pieces of dirty paper were split out, and secret books were quickly produced.
For a time, the entire square was filled with runes and Tao Yun.
Countless secrets were generated quickly, making the disciples watching the live broadcast feel jealous.
This kind of movement lasted for more than an hour, and the time came to noon, the starting time of the normal Dharma conference, but this Dharma conference had already come to an end.
As the Yin Yang Fish slowly stopped turning, everyone also stopped what they were doing.
What puzzled Wang Zijia was that no one was instructed to leave. Everyone looked at the center of the ceremony in confusion, waiting for instructions from the host.
"Weng!"
At this moment, on the huge light screen like a live broadcast in the sky, the core playback screen suddenly changed, giving the camera to the headmaster.
I don't know when, the head coach Ding Haiping has stood up.
He first bowed to everyone, and then looked at the magic array lens, a close-up of the sky light curtain, his eyes seemed to be scattered from the sky, looking at every disciple in the sect.
"boom!"
At the same time, the phantom formation of the Sect Protector Formation started operating at overload.
The figure of the headmaster Ding Haiping was projected high into the sky by the magic array, and his figure continued to rise and became very huge.
At this moment, he was like a god covering the sky, standing tall and tall. It can be seen in countless places in Zhenling Realm. Under the fluctuation of divine light, even the voice of the mind came out!
"I am the head of Wanyu Sect. Since the truce between our sect and Guhun Temple 1,879 years ago, our Wanyu disciples have rarely set foot on the demon land and have adhered to the original agreement."
"However, in the past few hundred years, the demon sect has repeatedly invaded the territory, especially in the past hundred years, with constant small moves. It seems that they are going to restart the war."
"I, Wanyu, have been patient again and again. I think you have seen the result now. Nine gods have fallen one after another!"
Here, headmaster Ding Haiping paused for a moment.
Several scenes flashed in the sky, gods fell, blood seas surged, bones sank, and countless wronged souls filled the whole world.
In such a scene, Ding Haiping's whole momentum changed, his whole body aura became sharp, and his eyes shot out a cold light.
"Since the Demon Sect is not abiding by the rules, arousing blood debts, and committing heinous crimes, I, Wanyu, will no longer care today!"
"Those who offend Wanyu must pay blood debts with blood!"
As the headmaster Ding Haiping spoke, his whole body's mana surged.
Beside him, the three Yuanshen masters of the Ascension Hall suddenly flashed out.
The three surrounded the headmaster Ding Haiping in an equilateral triangle, and four pillars of light shot up into the sky.
At this moment, countless people subconsciously looked up, looking at this scene in confusion, shock, expectation, and confusion.
The representatives of Feixian and Daqian stood up suddenly, looked at it with surprise, opened their mouths to predict, but because the live broadcast in the sky was not interrupted, they did not dare to speak rashly.
'Is it really furious! '
'And Wanyu's protective formation can actually make a 'district-wide announcement'! '
'Starting from public opinion, occupying the righteousness first? '
'That's right, after all, the Demon Sect still calls itself a holy religion and a holy land! If they really want to make a big move, they should occupy the highest moral point to avoid being passive. '
'I hope it won't get too out of hand... This is...'
Wang Zijia's thoughts flashed, and the next moment, Wang Zijia's pupils shrank suddenly.
As four beams of light shot up into the sky, the sky began to fluctuate like water ripples.
A huge silver mirror that was somewhat similar to the one in the Ascension Hall was born.
In the far north, at the headquarters of the Bone Soul Temple, the sky was also fluctuating synchronously, and a silver lake was also generated.
The silver light on the mirror surface fluctuated and slowly became transparent.
The next moment, like a lake, a reflection on the water appeared.
The scene was not the scene of the Wanyu Sect below.
Instead, the entire bird's-eye view of the headquarters of the Bone Soul Temple appeared in the sky in a mountain range surrounded by a huge dragon bone, surrounded by mountains.