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After hearing what he said, no one tried to persuade him.

The Lord of the Dao Palace then spoke and said after careful consideration: "In that case, let me help you."

"There's no rush." ​​Chen Nianzhi shook his head, and then said: "The seven of you will practice Tao Fruit in seclusion first, and leave the refining of the source of the stars and the refining of the world-suppressing treasure to me."

"When the world of Ziyin is promoted, you can take advantage of the transformation of heaven and earth to become immortals."

When everyone heard this, they all nodded slightly.

The master of the palace no longer insisted, but took out a roll of formation diagrams and 3,600 formation flags from his sleeve and handed them to Chen Nianzhi.

"This roll of formation diagram is the formation diagram that the seven of us spent thousands of years working together to refine."

"These three thousand formation flags were made by our joint efforts and gathered countless immortals from the Ziyin Realm to sacrifice together. They can be used as the formation flags of the world's great formation."

"Originally, these two treasures were prepared by us for the promotion of Ziyin Realm. Unfortunately, we lacked the key formation points and we were not sure about them."

"Now that you are in charge, this matter will be left to you."

Chen Nianzhi took a look at the formation diagram and found that it was actually a profound immortal-level formation diagram. The three thousand formation flags were also extremely valuable spiritual treasures. He couldn't help but nodded slightly.

But I saw him smile a little, and then nodded and said: "Although this formation diagram is a bit rough, it is already 80-90% perfect. It only needs a few modifications to take shape, which will save me a lot of effort."

"Coupled with these three thousand formation flags, I have a lot of confidence in Ziyin's promotion."

"..."

After receiving the treasures given by Chen Nianzhi, the immortals will go into seclusion to prepare for becoming immortals.

Chen Nianzhi did not stay in Lingzhou Lake for long. He came to the endless sky that day and found the will of heaven and earth in Ziyin Realm.

Above the endless sky, a hazy fairy light floated in it, as if Chen Nianzhi's arrival had been anticipated.

The will of heaven and earth understood Chen Nianzhi's intention, and said calmly: "Although the treasure of Zhenjie is not the treasure of the earth immortal and the heaven, it is also a top-grade immortal treasure. It is not easy to refine, but do you need my help?"

"Um."

Chen Nianzhi nodded and said calmly: "There is no immortal fire vein in the world. Relying only on the power of heavenly fire in my body, it will take a lot of time to refine the star immortal gold."

The Will of Heaven and Earth nodded, and said as he had expected: "I have gathered the power of Ziyin's fire veins at any cost. It should not be weaker than a middle-level immortal-level fire vein, and it should be able to help you."

"Not urgent."

Chen Nianzhi shook his head and took out the star source from his sleeve: "If you refine the star source, your source power will skyrocket, and refining it will be much easier."

Seeing this, the will of heaven and earth, without emotion, actually had a slight fluctuation: "If it is swallowed up, the original power of heaven and earth will probably increase several times."

"Then refine it."

Chen Nianzhi opened his mouth and started refining the source of the stars.

The source of stars is the most gentle and pure source of power. With Chen Nianzhi's magic power comparable to that of the late immortal, he can naturally help Ziyin Realm to refine the source of stars very quickly.

Just over thirty years later, he refined the original power of the stars into the Ziyin Realm.

As this source of heaven and earth power was refined, Chen Nianzhi vaguely felt that the power between heaven and earth in Ziyin Realm was becoming more and more powerful.

If the previous power of Ziyin's world could suppress a late-stage immortal, the current power of Ziyin's world is probably enough to suppress even the ninth level of immortality.

"The original power is sufficient, and it seems that it is about to transform."

Chen Nianzhi whispered, his eyes showing a bit of concentration.

The will of heaven and earth knows itself better, and he said eloquently: "The origin is sufficient, which is enough to support the transformation and promotion of heaven and earth, but I have a vague feeling."

"If you want to transform into the immortal realm in the world, you will have to go through a terrible disaster."

Chen Nianzhi counted his fingers and frowned slightly. After a moment, he said, "Let's suppress it for a while. After the Seven Immortals overcome the tribulation, we will work together to help you advance."

After saying this, Chen Nianzhi began to deduce the formation diagram.

With the formation diagram provided by the Lords of the Dao Palace as a basis, Chen Nianzhi deduced the formation diagram very smoothly. Only thirty years later, he successfully deduced the formation diagram and refined it again.

After completing this step, Chen Nianzhi did not immediately start refining the treasure of the world, but returned to the land of Ziyin.

It turns out that it has been a month since he returned to the Ziyin Realm, and it is the day he agreed to preach to all living beings.

"..."

The banished immortal preached to the lower realm, which was the first grand event in the Ziyin realm in a hundred thousand years.

Qingyuan Mountain is already overcrowded with people. Some of them are local monks from the Great Wilderness of the Eastern Region, and some are from Nanling, the Central Ancestral Region, and even people from the Hengsha Region in the West and even the South China Sea.

Countless monks have traveled hundreds of millions of miles across mountains and rivers at all costs to come to the foot of Qingyuan Mountain, just to listen to the divine voice of the great avenue that banished immortals.

On Qingyuan Mountain, there are three thousand futons, and there are three thousand Taoist giants who are powerful in the world.

Master Yuanying and Master Jindan didn't even have seats. They sat on the ground one after another. According to their level of cultivation, they lined up from the top of the mountain to the bottom of the mountain.

So many great monks gathered together, the tallest one was the Half-Immortal Ancestor, and the ones with lower cultivation levels might even be just Jindan or even Zifu minor cultivators. No one looked impatient.

No matter what level of cultivation they were, they all sat cautiously in the mountains, and no one dared to act wantonly.

"Ancestor, why haven't the immortals come yet?"

Among the three thousand futons, an old man and a young man were sitting together. The young man couldn't help but asked nervously.

The old man frowned, glared at the young man, and then said, "Just wait and see."

Although the young man has the cultivation of Yuan Shen, he seems to be young. He couldn't hide his curiosity and asked: "I heard that you were once a good friend of Immortal Guixu. I wonder how good our relationship is?"

"We just fought side by side in the early years."

The old man shook his head and said, but there was a bit of nostalgia in his eyes.

The young man nodded thoughtfully. He was only over two thousand years old and didn't know much about the past, but he vaguely felt that his ancestor seemed to have some stories.

At this moment, a Taoist Lord on the side smiled and said: "Taoist Dinghai has been powerful in the world for 20,000 years. Who doesn't know that you and Taoist Guixu were close friends?"

"Fellow Taoist Minghao, do you know that your family's dojo was said to have been built for you by Immortal Guixu."

When the young Daojun heard this, he couldn't help but show a bit of surprise.

He couldn't help but glance at Taoist Dinghai and wanted to say something, but he heard Taoist Dinghai say: "Silence!"

As soon as he finished speaking, the endless vast fairy light fell from the nine-level sky, and then on the top of Qingyuan Mountain, a peerless figure slowly appeared.

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