Su Lijing smiled faintly and said: Pei Ling is a son of great talent. Although he is a humble background, he is self-improvement and practices hard. He is the fastest disciple of my Holy Sect in recent years.
He is a well-deserved genius!
But he is still young and has a short time to practice, so he is indeed not famous.
However, that's all the past.
This post can assert that after today, Pei Ling's name will surely spread throughout the world!
Hearing this, the surroundings suddenly felt like death.
Just as Su Lijing felt puzzled and was thinking about the reason for this, he heard the old Wu from the Reincarnation Tower nod slightly and said dumbly: This Pei Ling is indeed very unusual.
really.
good.
This son is different.
I'm afraid it's unprecedented.
Even unprecedented.
Master Su has a grand demeanor.
Not only the three sects of the Demonic Dao, but even the high-level cultivators of the Right Dao all agreed.
In short, all the eight major sects were very polite and never mentioned the affairs of Pei Ling and the sect leader’s wife. After all, it was Chongming Sect. It would be of no benefit to anyone to make things go wrong in person.
After a greeting with the eight major sects, Su Lijing looked into the field.
Now that everything is ready, the guests are basically here.
Just waiting for his order, Pei Ling could appear, climb the blood ladder of the Ten Thousand Races, and be the sage son in the first place... However, he always felt that the eyes of the eight major sects looking at him were a bit strange!
As the mind was turned, Su Li swept across himself with his divine thoughts, and he didn't feel any problem.
Then, he looked at Si Hongqingyan beside him, but saw Si Hongqingyan's gorgeous clothes, surrounded by pearls and green, with haze on her gorgeous and charming face, and a violent feeling lingering.
He was full of murderous aura, as if he would take action anytime and anywhere.
Su Lijing couldn't help but frowned and knew the reason.
So he immediately sent a message: Shortly after the Fourth True Transmission ascended the throne, he would be promoted to the Holy Son. This is a blessing for my Holy Sect and a great joy to invite fellow disciples to come and watch the ceremony.
Don't show any expression here.
Now the eight sects are watching from the side. Even if you don’t care about your reputation, you will at least take into account the decency of the Holy Sect.
Hearing this, Si Hongqingyan turned her head and looked at Su Lijing quietly. She turned around expressionlessly afterwards, saying nothing.
Su Lijing was a little dissatisfied.
It would be okay if Si Hongqingyan didn't give him face.
But such a sect's major event cannot tolerate the other party's actions!
Thinking of this, Su Lijing then sent a message: Although Pei Ling is not from your Si Hong family, he is not from my Su family.Even, I had a conflict with him before, but now I am the same as resolving my past grudges?
As the wife of the sect leader, how could you be so narrow-minded and confuse with a younger disciple?
Not to mention doing this, it will make outsiders laugh now. How can we go further in the future?
Si Hongqingyan looked at Su Lijing coldly again, and exerted her strength with her fingertips, and had already pinched the handrail made by Wannian Xuanyu into powder. But in the end, she didn't say anything. She turned her face and finally showed a fake smile that looked very fake.
Seeing this, although Su Lijing was still a little dissatisfied, he was too lazy to argue with Si Hongqingyan anymore. He immediately sent a message: Pei Ling entered the venue and was about to start the ceremony.
********************
In a small courtyard with a unique door.
The teleportation array in the courtyard was shaking out the dark light.
Pei Ling was ready for everything on the side of the teleportation array.
Not far away, the master of the Thirteen inner meridians was standing.
However, the two true legends of Zhou Miaoli and Su Zhenhe have never appeared.
Pei Ling was not surprised by this. Li had already greeted him before. This time he climbed the blood ladder of the Ten Thousand Clans to deliberately attract disciples of the eight sects to take the bait.
Therefore, no guardian was prepared for him.
Even if it is the master of the upper three maimai, he will not be allowed to take action at that time.
At this moment, a figure flashed in the yard, Li Wuding appeared out of thin air, nodded to Pei Ling, and said in a deep voice: The time is almost the same, you can show up.
Pei Ling nodded: Yes.
Afterwards, without any hesitation, he stepped into the teleportation array in one step.
Thirteen pulse masters followed closely behind, and the figures of the group quickly disappeared into the courtyard.
In the vast sea of clouds, a cold air spreads on an empty platform that covers little land, and a black light flashes, revealing Pei Ling's figure.
He was flew with a black robe, carrying a long sword on his back, with a cold expression and a firm look. He had a dark look between his eyebrows, and his evil spirits were lingering around him. When he stood proudly, a fierce aura came to his face!
In an instant, everyone's eyes swept over and focused on him.
Even if the figures of thirteen vein masters appeared behind him, they could not distract everyone's attention at all.
The gaze of many high-level monks in the main position, even though they were not malicious, was extremely heavy, as if several mountains were pressing down on their heads!
Pei Ling did not avoid and looked as usual. He bowed to the head first, then clasped his fists to all directions and bowed.
Immediately afterwards, everyone stood up and returned the greetings, and then bowed to the head: Congratulations to the Holy Sect, the torch will be passed down from generation to generation, and the blessings will last!
You don't have to be too polite.On the main position, in the chaotic fog, Su Li's Scriptures are gentle and gentle, and he declared in public that Pei Ling, the true teachings of my sect, broke the elixir and decorated the infant yesterday, and wanted to ascend to the position of the Holy Son.
Today, I have been here to witness it.
Speaking of this, he called out in a deep voice, supervising the Hall Master.
The supervisor of the purple-eyed and mysterious robe immediately left: I am here.
Su Li's brief description: Ascend to the blood throne of the Holy Son.
The supervisory hall master bowed and said: Yes.
The voice fell, and I saw that the sea of clouds that had originally changed leisurely and instantly stagnated, as if time had stopped at this moment.
Then, the sea of clouds suddenly surged, roaring and boiling in all directions like storm.
The platform carrying guests and disciples' sects is like an isolated island in the ocean, and under such changes, it is still as stable as a mountain.
However, except for the high-level monks, all living beings were thrilled.
Giggle... Many people couldn't even tremble, and couldn't hold the ivory chopsticks, and they almost wanted to get up and run away immediately.
In the dark, they felt that there was something indescribable terror and disaster that was about to come!
In a moment, a blood-colored throne like a lonely peak slowly rose in the sea of clouds.
The throne style is simple and heavy, and it seems to be surrounded by blood-colored flames.
Silence was silent, as if it was a ferocious beast crawling silently.
In front of the seat, endless blood-colored staircases and blood evil spirits surged into the sky. On each staircase, hundreds of ghosts were carved at night, and countless statues of ghosts were arranged in the left and right.
Cold, dead, bloody, resentment, evil thoughts... are everywhere, lingering in the audience.
When the throne was ascending to the throne, the supervisory hall master spoke in a deep voice: The true teaching of Pei Ling, the blood ladder of the ten thousand clans.
The rules of the Holy Sect, the Holy Son and the Holy Maiden, do not take the responsibility without passing the ladder of all races!
Today, to witness, we can only be the Holy Son when we climb the blood ladder of all races.
This is your last chance to retreat. Once you step on the blood ladder, you will advance but not retreat!
Pei Ling did not hesitate at all, and his figure flashed and appeared on the first blood ladder, roaring!
Several blood beasts emerged instantly and rushed towards him roaring.
brush!
The blood-colored sword energy flashed, and all the blood beasts were cut off by one knife and dissipated instantly.
As the blood rain poured down, he stepped onto the second floor with great ease.
He is a well-deserved genius!
But he is still young and has a short time to practice, so he is indeed not famous.
However, that's all the past.
This post can assert that after today, Pei Ling's name will surely spread throughout the world!
Hearing this, the surroundings suddenly felt like death.
Just as Su Lijing felt puzzled and was thinking about the reason for this, he heard the old Wu from the Reincarnation Tower nod slightly and said dumbly: This Pei Ling is indeed very unusual.
really.
good.
This son is different.
I'm afraid it's unprecedented.
Even unprecedented.
Master Su has a grand demeanor.
Not only the three sects of the Demonic Dao, but even the high-level cultivators of the Right Dao all agreed.
In short, all the eight major sects were very polite and never mentioned the affairs of Pei Ling and the sect leader’s wife. After all, it was Chongming Sect. It would be of no benefit to anyone to make things go wrong in person.
After a greeting with the eight major sects, Su Lijing looked into the field.
Now that everything is ready, the guests are basically here.
Just waiting for his order, Pei Ling could appear, climb the blood ladder of the Ten Thousand Races, and be the sage son in the first place... However, he always felt that the eyes of the eight major sects looking at him were a bit strange!
As the mind was turned, Su Li swept across himself with his divine thoughts, and he didn't feel any problem.
Then, he looked at Si Hongqingyan beside him, but saw Si Hongqingyan's gorgeous clothes, surrounded by pearls and green, with haze on her gorgeous and charming face, and a violent feeling lingering.
He was full of murderous aura, as if he would take action anytime and anywhere.
Su Lijing couldn't help but frowned and knew the reason.
So he immediately sent a message: Shortly after the Fourth True Transmission ascended the throne, he would be promoted to the Holy Son. This is a blessing for my Holy Sect and a great joy to invite fellow disciples to come and watch the ceremony.
Don't show any expression here.
Now the eight sects are watching from the side. Even if you don’t care about your reputation, you will at least take into account the decency of the Holy Sect.
Hearing this, Si Hongqingyan turned her head and looked at Su Lijing quietly. She turned around expressionlessly afterwards, saying nothing.
Su Lijing was a little dissatisfied.
It would be okay if Si Hongqingyan didn't give him face.
But such a sect's major event cannot tolerate the other party's actions!
Thinking of this, Su Lijing then sent a message: Although Pei Ling is not from your Si Hong family, he is not from my Su family.Even, I had a conflict with him before, but now I am the same as resolving my past grudges?
As the wife of the sect leader, how could you be so narrow-minded and confuse with a younger disciple?
Not to mention doing this, it will make outsiders laugh now. How can we go further in the future?
Si Hongqingyan looked at Su Lijing coldly again, and exerted her strength with her fingertips, and had already pinched the handrail made by Wannian Xuanyu into powder. But in the end, she didn't say anything. She turned her face and finally showed a fake smile that looked very fake.
Seeing this, although Su Lijing was still a little dissatisfied, he was too lazy to argue with Si Hongqingyan anymore. He immediately sent a message: Pei Ling entered the venue and was about to start the ceremony.
********************
In a small courtyard with a unique door.
The teleportation array in the courtyard was shaking out the dark light.
Pei Ling was ready for everything on the side of the teleportation array.
Not far away, the master of the Thirteen inner meridians was standing.
However, the two true legends of Zhou Miaoli and Su Zhenhe have never appeared.
Pei Ling was not surprised by this. Li had already greeted him before. This time he climbed the blood ladder of the Ten Thousand Clans to deliberately attract disciples of the eight sects to take the bait.
Therefore, no guardian was prepared for him.
Even if it is the master of the upper three maimai, he will not be allowed to take action at that time.
At this moment, a figure flashed in the yard, Li Wuding appeared out of thin air, nodded to Pei Ling, and said in a deep voice: The time is almost the same, you can show up.
Pei Ling nodded: Yes.
Afterwards, without any hesitation, he stepped into the teleportation array in one step.
Thirteen pulse masters followed closely behind, and the figures of the group quickly disappeared into the courtyard.
In the vast sea of clouds, a cold air spreads on an empty platform that covers little land, and a black light flashes, revealing Pei Ling's figure.
He was flew with a black robe, carrying a long sword on his back, with a cold expression and a firm look. He had a dark look between his eyebrows, and his evil spirits were lingering around him. When he stood proudly, a fierce aura came to his face!
In an instant, everyone's eyes swept over and focused on him.
Even if the figures of thirteen vein masters appeared behind him, they could not distract everyone's attention at all.
The gaze of many high-level monks in the main position, even though they were not malicious, was extremely heavy, as if several mountains were pressing down on their heads!
Pei Ling did not avoid and looked as usual. He bowed to the head first, then clasped his fists to all directions and bowed.
Immediately afterwards, everyone stood up and returned the greetings, and then bowed to the head: Congratulations to the Holy Sect, the torch will be passed down from generation to generation, and the blessings will last!
You don't have to be too polite.On the main position, in the chaotic fog, Su Li's Scriptures are gentle and gentle, and he declared in public that Pei Ling, the true teachings of my sect, broke the elixir and decorated the infant yesterday, and wanted to ascend to the position of the Holy Son.
Today, I have been here to witness it.
Speaking of this, he called out in a deep voice, supervising the Hall Master.
The supervisor of the purple-eyed and mysterious robe immediately left: I am here.
Su Li's brief description: Ascend to the blood throne of the Holy Son.
The supervisory hall master bowed and said: Yes.
The voice fell, and I saw that the sea of clouds that had originally changed leisurely and instantly stagnated, as if time had stopped at this moment.
Then, the sea of clouds suddenly surged, roaring and boiling in all directions like storm.
The platform carrying guests and disciples' sects is like an isolated island in the ocean, and under such changes, it is still as stable as a mountain.
However, except for the high-level monks, all living beings were thrilled.
Giggle... Many people couldn't even tremble, and couldn't hold the ivory chopsticks, and they almost wanted to get up and run away immediately.
In the dark, they felt that there was something indescribable terror and disaster that was about to come!
In a moment, a blood-colored throne like a lonely peak slowly rose in the sea of clouds.
The throne style is simple and heavy, and it seems to be surrounded by blood-colored flames.
Silence was silent, as if it was a ferocious beast crawling silently.
In front of the seat, endless blood-colored staircases and blood evil spirits surged into the sky. On each staircase, hundreds of ghosts were carved at night, and countless statues of ghosts were arranged in the left and right.
Cold, dead, bloody, resentment, evil thoughts... are everywhere, lingering in the audience.
When the throne was ascending to the throne, the supervisory hall master spoke in a deep voice: The true teaching of Pei Ling, the blood ladder of the ten thousand clans.
The rules of the Holy Sect, the Holy Son and the Holy Maiden, do not take the responsibility without passing the ladder of all races!
Today, to witness, we can only be the Holy Son when we climb the blood ladder of all races.
This is your last chance to retreat. Once you step on the blood ladder, you will advance but not retreat!
Pei Ling did not hesitate at all, and his figure flashed and appeared on the first blood ladder, roaring!
Several blood beasts emerged instantly and rushed towards him roaring.
brush!
The blood-colored sword energy flashed, and all the blood beasts were cut off by one knife and dissipated instantly.
As the blood rain poured down, he stepped onto the second floor with great ease.
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