Eternal Tranquility

The emergence of the Sanmulberry Tree shocked the entire Yunmengze. Groups of monks rushed to Donghua Prefecture from all over the world, just to see the sacred tree. At the first sight, they were all impressed by the majesty of the sacred tree. I admire the beauty of heaven.

The public is even more lively, there are many rumors, and there is even a theory that the sacred tree was planted by the Wenshi sect.

Soon, another shocking news came out. The news that the Wenshi Sect had a third great monk who transformed into a god spread throughout every corner of Yunmengze along with the frequent communication talismans between heaven and earth.

At the same time, the Wenshi Sect began to send out congratulatory messages, announcing that the promotion ceremony and dual cultivation ceremony of the newly promoted Qingmu Taoist Master would be held on the ninth day of June three months later. Guests and friends from all over the world were invited to participate in the grand event!

For a time, the entire world of cultivators was in a state of excitement. More monks came to Donghua Prefecture. Everyone was proud to have a congratulatory post. Some even said that they would pay ten thousand gold to receive a congratulatory post, just so that they could receive it. Enter Wenshi Pavilion to watch the ceremony.

Transformation of God is the highest level of cultivation that can be achieved in a small world. Even in a place as rich in spiritual energy as Yunmengze, only one person among tens of millions of people can successfully break through the chasm of the Fusion Realm, which shows how difficult it is to advance. And a sect can only be regarded as a truly large sect if it has the Avatar.

The disciples of Wenshi Sect are extremely proud of it. They walk with wind these days, and the expression on everyone's face is full of joy.

The situation was different from when Dayan had not yet ascended. At that time, although the Wenshi Sect actually had three transformed gods, many people thought that there were only two because Dayan was self-proclaimed in the Great Xumi Qiankun Pagoda and was not allowed to go out. But it's different now. This time there are three actual gods!

Some people are happy while others are worried. The more prosperous the Wenshi sect becomes, the greater the impact on the Shaoyang sect, which is as famous as the Wenshi sect.

Since Hong Li returned to the sect from the East Wilderness Sea, he started to get furious. He called all the Nascent Soul Stage monks in the sect to come to him, scolded them one by one, and ordered them all to retreat immediately. They were not allowed to leave the retreat until they reached the level of spiritual transformation. .

The monks could only secretly smile bitterly: If the transformation of gods could be achieved through seclusion alone, Yun Mengze would not have only a dozen transformations of gods now.

Zhang Nianyu unfortunately happened to be in the sect at this time, so he was naturally one of the people being blamed. Like everyone else, he was respectful on the face, but very disapproving in his heart, and began to feel heartbroken about his wallet.

That guy Liu Qinghuan, who is so quiet that he turns into a god, still holds a grand ceremony and accepts gifts. He is so disgusting and disgusting!

This farce finally came to an end with the arrival of Wu Qi.

Although Wu Qi was amiable in front of outsiders, he was very serious when facing Hong Li, because the latter was the same junior disciple who was brought up by the former. Hong Li may be surly and withdrawn, but he always respects Wu Qi.

Zhang Nianyu, who had escaped, followed the others and exited the place where Hong Li lived. His careless look showed his indifference, and he bumped into the person in front of him without paying attention.

"Oh, it's Senior Brother Duan." Zhang Nianyu smiled and cupped his hands: "Disrespectful."

The person in front stopped, looked back at him through his nostrils, flicked his sleeves, and continued walking out without saying a word.

Zhang Nianyu's smile remained unchanged, but a trace of disdain flashed in his eyes.

This senior brother named Duan Qingqing always had his nostrils open on the top of his head, and his cultivation had reached the Nascent Soul stage for many years. He was once favored and sought after by many people, and he was a popular figure who could advance to become a god. However, as his several attempts at fusion ended in failure, that illusion was shattered, so his temperament became increasingly weird, and he gradually showed signs of getting closer to Hong Li's temperament.

Presumably at this time, his heart must be full of resentment and unwillingness. Even Liu Qinghuan, who was originally a junior, has caught up from behind, but he is still in the Nascent Soul Stage. How can it not be frustrating?

Zhang Nianyu secretly guessed evilly, and when he was about to leave, he was blocked by Senior Brother Duan.

After a brief moment of surprise, he asked, "Senior brother, is there something wrong?"

Duan Qingqing was silent for a moment. It seemed that the words he was about to say were extremely difficult to say. After a long time, he said in a hoarse voice: "Do you have any friendship with the newly promoted Taoist Qingmu?"

Zhang Nianyu's heart changed and he smiled: "Does the friendship from fighting count?"

Seeing the left side of the other person's face twitching, he added: "There is indeed a bit of friendship. I think with Liu Qinghuan's temperament, he won't turn his back and deny others as soon as he becomes a god."

Zhang Nianyu couldn't help but be curious. The other party suddenly came to him, but he didn't know what he meant.

Duan Qingqing's face twitched again: "Then... do you know what Tao realm he cultivated? And how to integrate it? I heard that he is a master of alchemy. Is there any elixir that can break through the realm... "

Zhang Nianyu frowned and couldn't help interrupting the other party, and said seriously: "Senior Brother Duan, these are other people's secrets of cultivation. Although I have always been invisible, there is no way I can inquire about them. Please stop talking, senior brother. What's more, …”

He looked at Duan Qingqing: "Senior brother, you cultivate the Wuqing Dao, but Brother Liu is about to hold a double cultivation ceremony. Obviously, the way he cultivates is completely different from that of senior brother."

After saying that, he confessed his crime and turned around to leave, leaving Duan Qingqing who could no longer conceal his jealousy and resentment.

Not being jealous is a mediocre talent. How much praise you get will be how much jealousy you get. The ancients are honest and don't deceive others.

But in the Xingyue Palace, which is not far away from the Shaoyang Sect, there was a lot of joy and excitement inside. Especially on the day when the Wenshi Sect sent the betrothal gift, there was even more singing and dancing, and countless female nuns with various manners came and went in the palace. Ningcuifeng where Yinyin lives.

Although the monk's dual cultivation ceremony does not have the six complicated rites like the ordinary people's marriage, when it is actually done, it is much more particular than that of ordinary people. In addition, Liu Qinghuan attaches great importance to it, so the betrothal gift becomes even more grand.

Countless brocade boxes and cages were placed throughout the room, and all kinds of unheard-of rare spiritual objects shone brightly. Among them were a fire-type earth-level elixir exuding a strong medicinal fragrance, and a drop of bright red fire phoenix blood. And an innate spiritual jade Ruyi is the most eye-catching.

The female nuns crowded at the door to watch would exclaim every time they saw something, and all of them looked envious.

Mu Yinyin didn't look too much, but gently stroked an inconspicuous green wood hairpin with a smile in her eyes.

Covering the spring graceful brows. The dream conveys affection, and the exquisite pearls are in the palm of your hand.

A wisp of green silk heart is cocoa, and the cause and effect are sown early when we meet.

It is expected that I should have known me in my previous life. My wooden bones are lingering and I am used to lying in the clouds.

A delicate fragrance blooms in front of the mirror, and it cleverly locks the lovesickness for you.

Mu Yinyin had a wooden comb that was stuck in her bun all year round, so she could tell at a glance that this green wood hairpin was carved by Liu Qinghuan himself. Therefore, compared with other valuables, this wooden hairpin is the most popular with her.

You gave me a wooden hairpin, and I tied it for your hair. We knotted them in the same heart, and the white hair was inseparable.

…

On that day, the sky was clear and the sun was shining. The Wenshi sect, who always aimed to live in seclusion and practice cultivation, opened the mountain gate to welcome visitors from all directions.

A high platform has been set up in front of the Liangyi Palace in Immortal Peak. The guests who came to congratulate were seated on both sides, filling the spacious square in front of the palace.

This grand ceremony was not only a ceremony for Liu Qinghuan's dual cultivation, but also a celebration for his promotion to a god. Therefore, Yun Mengze's digital gods were all sitting in the front row, followed by people from various sects and aristocratic families.

It can be said that most of Yun Mengze's prominent figures were present today.

Even Saofeng Continent and Dongya Island have many people coming, such as the Seven Star Alliance, which Liu Qinghuan once joined, and the Anya Chamber of Commerce, which they have a history with.

There are also some unexpected guests, such as a few snowman tribesmen who are two or three feet tall sitting in the northeast corner, and the ancient beast tribe Wei Ya, Bi Shen and others who have obviously different clothes.

This also made many people secretly surprised by Liu Qinghuan's wide circle of friends, and their eyes became more eager.

"Dang! Dang! Dang!"

As the forty-nine bells rang through the sky above Wenshi School, the guests who were still chatting in low voices all quieted down. Zuo Zhishan, dressed in festive clothes, walked out of the hall, gave a solemn salute below, and shouted loudly He shouted: "The auspicious time has come, please invite Taoist Qingmu!"

It's killing me. It took eight or nine hours to write two chapters. The author is almost exhausted...