As two breaths outside the door left, Pei Ling frowned slightly in the room.
Making something out of nothing...
If I had known this rule earlier...
But the price of this rule...
Thinking of this, Pei Ling suddenly shook his head and immediately put this matter aside. Then he closed his eyes and shared the perspective of incarnation with the will of the true immortal.
********************
Wushi Villa.
Above the Pure White Palace, a long ladder suddenly appeared in the empty void.
This ladder is like a neon light, shining colorfully throughout, like a dream and a fantasy.
On both sides are vast mist, surging like a tide, surrounding this extremely dazzling long staircase.
The long steps wind and wind, rising step by step, as if heading straight into the sky.
With the eyes of a high-level monk, he could only see the distant peak, almost hidden in the huge throne of the clouds and winds.
That means that the throne that holds the head of Wushi Villa is majestic and magnificent, like a mountain, but also exudes a shoddy wilderness, as if he just found a huge stone mountain casually. After a few chops, he formed a rough seat shape and placed it at the end of the long steps.
At this moment, the monks from Wushi Villa were already standing in groups of three or three in the smoke.
Everyone's clothes are different. Some are fancy clothes and surrounded by pearls; some are ragged and unkempt; some are fluttering in their sleeves, and have fairy style; some are cut into human skin, with strong resentment and deep magical intentions; some are simple and unpretentious, as if they are mortals...
It can only be judged by the cultivation level that the elders, deacons and disciples of Wushi Villa are all present.
Above the high sky, the auspicious birds and beasts gathered are hovering and flying, galloping in the sky, practicing various congratulations.
There are also many low-level disciples who do not have the ability to step on the clouds. They also swarmed from the strange buildings to the open space not far from the White Palace, pointing at the high altitude, and expressing their opinions loudly from time to time. Some people activate talismans, and five-colored fireworks scattered in the sky, just like fireworks blooming; some people also used magic to attract flowers to bloom, fragrant...
Those cultivators with high cultivation are obviously used to this scene. Not only do they not care much, they occasionally ask a few questions, then pinch the magic tricks to adjust the upcoming ceremony.
Laughing, joking, talking, running and jumping...
The whole scene was very lively and noisy.
Suddenly, someone noticed a figure coming from afar and immediately reminded: Emperor Pei is here!
Emperor Pei is here!
The news spread rapidly in the crowd, and countless eyes turned to the figure with a mysterious sword in his arms. However, this foreign immortal emperor who had heard of Wushi Villa was extremely young, with a tall figure and a calm and restrained aura. If it weren't for the evil aura of the long sword carrying it, it would be impossible for the corpse mountain and blood to condense that level of ferocity, and it seemed that he was just an ordinary monk.
In an instant, all the monks from Wushi Villa around them showed great respect.
Even the Wushi Villa where the Immortal Lord is everywhere, there is no one in the thousands and he is above him!
Even if he is in the upper realm, he is superior to many immortals, immortal kings, golden immortals, and immortals. He holds great power, overlooks all living beings and controls the heavens and all worlds!
Therefore, when he found Pei Ling coming, the many monks who were just clamoring like the market, became extremely quiet in an instant.
Step, step, step...
In an instant, only the footsteps of the elders and Pei Ling were left in this world.
Looking at this scene, Mo Lilan's expression did not change at all.
Pei Xianyou has a very good way to hide his identity. He is openly facing the Immortal Emperor of Wushi Villa, and there will be no one else, and he suspects that the other party is a real immortal...
At this moment, she was taken to the long colorful stairs.
The elder who led the way stood up, turned around and said respectfully: Please invite the Immortal Emperor to the table.
Mo Lilan nodded slightly and then strode up the long steps.
Above the long steps, the colorful colors intertwined, like rainbows and colorful colors, beautiful.
As soon as she completely stepped on the first step, a huge ball of colorful flames exploded, thousands of light shining through the sky, the clouds were as smoked as brocade, and the beauty was infinite in an instant.
In a blink of an eye, Mo Lilan had already sat down on a ball of colorful clouds of about acres. In front of her was a long and erected case made of spiritual materials. The spiritual fruits and wine on the table were all displayed, and there were also puppet waiters kneeling on their side, waiting for instructions at any time.
And beside the colorful clouds is a huge throne that is as majestic as a mountain.
At this moment, the throne was empty, and only the majestic and vast aura spreads and stirs up the sky.
Mo Lilan sat upright and looked calmly below the long steps.
Many monks surrounded themselves as old as before, looking like ants and tides.
The fireworks bloom from time to time, with lush grass and flowers blooming. The sun is bright and the atmosphere is strong.
Soon, a huge chime appeared in the void, and the wind was ringing.
The heavy and ancient music sounded, like ripples, rippling in all directions. Until this time, the extremely quiet Wushi Villa finally regained its vitality as before.
With the music passed down from a long time ago, a group of high-level monks with high crowns and ancient costumes came from Yunlan.
These monks rarely wear uniform robes, tie their belts and are solemn and strict. They stop at the long colorful steps, divide them into two lines, and stand opposite each other.
One of the monks in the lead came out of the list. When he looked at him, his eyes looked like lightning and said in a faint voice: Even though the lower world is like passing clouds and smoke, it is a thing in the illusion, and he should also have a master.
He held the Wushi Villa to accommodate all the immortals who lived in the world.
There will be a new master in the villa today, and the ceremony will begin!
When people who were close to him heard this, they didn't feel loud, but the sound rolled like a tide and spread out loud, and it was like thunder and rushed into the ears of many monks on the scene.
Many monks looked solemn at this moment and responded: Welcome to the new master!
Amid the huge shouts, the chime bells ring again in the void.
Ding...dang...dang...dang...dang...
Long and bright, like the rise and fall of the tide. In the ordinary, there is a vigorous and powerful force, solemn and peaceful.
At this moment, the monks of Wushi Villa were all solemnly hunched their hands, looking around with a wide range of people, and looking overwhelmingly.
At this time, three figures suddenly appeared under the long stairs.
The long steps are filled with light, like a rainbow bridge in the sky, shining brightly and shining thousands of times.
All the monks present added a layer of dreamy brilliance.However, all the colors avoided the three figures that suddenly appeared.
They are clearly separated from each other, as if there are natural barriers and cannot be connected.
The three figures in the center are covered with shadows, with only one pair of eyes, as bright as a blade, cold and cold, containing indescribable pressure, majestic and vast; the person on the right is tall and burly, with soapy hair, and long hair flying, as if it is heroic, with countless sneaking eyes in his pupils, and a faint light; the figure on the left is full of erections, wearing a deep-clad dress, wearing jade and beads, standing with his hands in his arms, although his figure is graceful and elegant, it does not hide his domineering attitude of looking down on all living beings and looking down on the world.
Seeing this scene, Pei Ling in the courtyard of the unique courtyard suddenly turned solemn. The atmosphere of these three people... are the three ancestors of the tribulation period!
Moreover, each person gives him a stronger feeling than the Five Plagues in the Reincarnation Tower!
I don’t know who will be the one who ascends the throne next...
Thinking of this, Pei Ling thought and a voice immediately sounded in Mo Lilan's mind: Mo Xianyou, be more careful in a while!
Making something out of nothing...
If I had known this rule earlier...
But the price of this rule...
Thinking of this, Pei Ling suddenly shook his head and immediately put this matter aside. Then he closed his eyes and shared the perspective of incarnation with the will of the true immortal.
********************
Wushi Villa.
Above the Pure White Palace, a long ladder suddenly appeared in the empty void.
This ladder is like a neon light, shining colorfully throughout, like a dream and a fantasy.
On both sides are vast mist, surging like a tide, surrounding this extremely dazzling long staircase.
The long steps wind and wind, rising step by step, as if heading straight into the sky.
With the eyes of a high-level monk, he could only see the distant peak, almost hidden in the huge throne of the clouds and winds.
That means that the throne that holds the head of Wushi Villa is majestic and magnificent, like a mountain, but also exudes a shoddy wilderness, as if he just found a huge stone mountain casually. After a few chops, he formed a rough seat shape and placed it at the end of the long steps.
At this moment, the monks from Wushi Villa were already standing in groups of three or three in the smoke.
Everyone's clothes are different. Some are fancy clothes and surrounded by pearls; some are ragged and unkempt; some are fluttering in their sleeves, and have fairy style; some are cut into human skin, with strong resentment and deep magical intentions; some are simple and unpretentious, as if they are mortals...
It can only be judged by the cultivation level that the elders, deacons and disciples of Wushi Villa are all present.
Above the high sky, the auspicious birds and beasts gathered are hovering and flying, galloping in the sky, practicing various congratulations.
There are also many low-level disciples who do not have the ability to step on the clouds. They also swarmed from the strange buildings to the open space not far from the White Palace, pointing at the high altitude, and expressing their opinions loudly from time to time. Some people activate talismans, and five-colored fireworks scattered in the sky, just like fireworks blooming; some people also used magic to attract flowers to bloom, fragrant...
Those cultivators with high cultivation are obviously used to this scene. Not only do they not care much, they occasionally ask a few questions, then pinch the magic tricks to adjust the upcoming ceremony.
Laughing, joking, talking, running and jumping...
The whole scene was very lively and noisy.
Suddenly, someone noticed a figure coming from afar and immediately reminded: Emperor Pei is here!
Emperor Pei is here!
The news spread rapidly in the crowd, and countless eyes turned to the figure with a mysterious sword in his arms. However, this foreign immortal emperor who had heard of Wushi Villa was extremely young, with a tall figure and a calm and restrained aura. If it weren't for the evil aura of the long sword carrying it, it would be impossible for the corpse mountain and blood to condense that level of ferocity, and it seemed that he was just an ordinary monk.
In an instant, all the monks from Wushi Villa around them showed great respect.
Even the Wushi Villa where the Immortal Lord is everywhere, there is no one in the thousands and he is above him!
Even if he is in the upper realm, he is superior to many immortals, immortal kings, golden immortals, and immortals. He holds great power, overlooks all living beings and controls the heavens and all worlds!
Therefore, when he found Pei Ling coming, the many monks who were just clamoring like the market, became extremely quiet in an instant.
Step, step, step...
In an instant, only the footsteps of the elders and Pei Ling were left in this world.
Looking at this scene, Mo Lilan's expression did not change at all.
Pei Xianyou has a very good way to hide his identity. He is openly facing the Immortal Emperor of Wushi Villa, and there will be no one else, and he suspects that the other party is a real immortal...
At this moment, she was taken to the long colorful stairs.
The elder who led the way stood up, turned around and said respectfully: Please invite the Immortal Emperor to the table.
Mo Lilan nodded slightly and then strode up the long steps.
Above the long steps, the colorful colors intertwined, like rainbows and colorful colors, beautiful.
As soon as she completely stepped on the first step, a huge ball of colorful flames exploded, thousands of light shining through the sky, the clouds were as smoked as brocade, and the beauty was infinite in an instant.
In a blink of an eye, Mo Lilan had already sat down on a ball of colorful clouds of about acres. In front of her was a long and erected case made of spiritual materials. The spiritual fruits and wine on the table were all displayed, and there were also puppet waiters kneeling on their side, waiting for instructions at any time.
And beside the colorful clouds is a huge throne that is as majestic as a mountain.
At this moment, the throne was empty, and only the majestic and vast aura spreads and stirs up the sky.
Mo Lilan sat upright and looked calmly below the long steps.
Many monks surrounded themselves as old as before, looking like ants and tides.
The fireworks bloom from time to time, with lush grass and flowers blooming. The sun is bright and the atmosphere is strong.
Soon, a huge chime appeared in the void, and the wind was ringing.
The heavy and ancient music sounded, like ripples, rippling in all directions. Until this time, the extremely quiet Wushi Villa finally regained its vitality as before.
With the music passed down from a long time ago, a group of high-level monks with high crowns and ancient costumes came from Yunlan.
These monks rarely wear uniform robes, tie their belts and are solemn and strict. They stop at the long colorful steps, divide them into two lines, and stand opposite each other.
One of the monks in the lead came out of the list. When he looked at him, his eyes looked like lightning and said in a faint voice: Even though the lower world is like passing clouds and smoke, it is a thing in the illusion, and he should also have a master.
He held the Wushi Villa to accommodate all the immortals who lived in the world.
There will be a new master in the villa today, and the ceremony will begin!
When people who were close to him heard this, they didn't feel loud, but the sound rolled like a tide and spread out loud, and it was like thunder and rushed into the ears of many monks on the scene.
Many monks looked solemn at this moment and responded: Welcome to the new master!
Amid the huge shouts, the chime bells ring again in the void.
Ding...dang...dang...dang...dang...
Long and bright, like the rise and fall of the tide. In the ordinary, there is a vigorous and powerful force, solemn and peaceful.
At this moment, the monks of Wushi Villa were all solemnly hunched their hands, looking around with a wide range of people, and looking overwhelmingly.
At this time, three figures suddenly appeared under the long stairs.
The long steps are filled with light, like a rainbow bridge in the sky, shining brightly and shining thousands of times.
All the monks present added a layer of dreamy brilliance.However, all the colors avoided the three figures that suddenly appeared.
They are clearly separated from each other, as if there are natural barriers and cannot be connected.
The three figures in the center are covered with shadows, with only one pair of eyes, as bright as a blade, cold and cold, containing indescribable pressure, majestic and vast; the person on the right is tall and burly, with soapy hair, and long hair flying, as if it is heroic, with countless sneaking eyes in his pupils, and a faint light; the figure on the left is full of erections, wearing a deep-clad dress, wearing jade and beads, standing with his hands in his arms, although his figure is graceful and elegant, it does not hide his domineering attitude of looking down on all living beings and looking down on the world.
Seeing this scene, Pei Ling in the courtyard of the unique courtyard suddenly turned solemn. The atmosphere of these three people... are the three ancestors of the tribulation period!
Moreover, each person gives him a stronger feeling than the Five Plagues in the Reincarnation Tower!
I don’t know who will be the one who ascends the throne next...
Thinking of this, Pei Ling thought and a voice immediately sounded in Mo Lilan's mind: Mo Xianyou, be more careful in a while!
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