The starting point is 900 million. What’s wrong if I drag it a little bit?

Compared to Ouyang who was causing trouble in Jiuyou, Chen Changsheng here seemed ordinary and relaxed.

Chen Changsheng, who was carrying the master's handwriting, glanced at the senior brother who sent him here again with worry, and then stepped into the teleportation array with his heart full of thoughts.

This time I want to take my biggest trump card, so I have to take away all the souls. Without me in Xiaoshan Mountain, Chen Changsheng is a hundred thousand worried.

"Wait for me! Senior brother, after I complete this matter, I will be able to verify whether what I guess is correct!" Chen Changsheng turned to look at Ya San who was lying on his shoulder, his eyes firm.

The moment he disappeared into the teleportation array, there was still a faint sound in his ears as the disciples of the Guardian Mountain Formation stopped Ouyang, crying for his father and mother.

"Senior Brother Ouyang really can't do it anymore! You can't do it just once, right?"

"Senior Brother Ouyang, the next batch of spiritual stones has not been delivered yet. Wait until next time. Next time you can pry..."

My senior brother is really still so straightforward!

Chen Changsheng chuckled, and his originally heavy heart suddenly relaxed.

Amidst the colorful lights in front of him, Chen Changsheng felt that the world was spinning before his eyes, and he landed in front of the portal.

The first Mahayana monk was looking at him, stretched out his hand to salute and said, "May I ask who you are, Chen Changsheng, the holy son of the Qingyun Sect?"

Chen Changsheng, who was dressed in purple, looked at the monk in front of him, with a smile on his face hidden behind the mask.

It’s been such a long time no see, senior Xu An!

But speaking of it, this is the first time we have met in this life!

Chen Changsheng bowed and said in salute: "My dear, Chen Changsheng of the Qingyun Sect, has come to Wanfa Sect for a scholarly visit. Please give me some advice from the elders!"

Xu An looked at the young man in purple clothes and silver mask in front of him, with a sense of arrogance that was neither humble nor arrogant.

But there was a sense of familiarity in the eyes that looked at him, as if he had known each other for a long time.

"Have you ever met the Holy Son of the Qingyun Sect?" Xu An was a little confused, but still replied warmly, "Since the Holy Son of the Qingyun Sect has come in person, we, the Wanfa Sect, will naturally not be stingy. Please, the headmaster has been waiting in the main hall for a long time!"

Chen Changsheng looked at Xizhou's fiery gaze with some discomfort. Xizhou was all the inner disciples of Wanfa Sect, and they were also curious about him, the Holy Son of Qingyun Sect.

Examining, wary, passionate, happy, all kinds of sights made Chen Changsheng very uncomfortable.

The little boy even hid in his clothes early, with only his little head exposed to look at the unfamiliar scenery and people outside.

It's the same as Chen Changsheng. Even though he looks crazy at home, he always behaves extremely well-behaved outside.

Chen Changsheng, who was exposed to the public for the first time, even had the guts to summon hundreds of puppets to hide himself among them.

Chen Changsheng suppressed the discomfort in his heart and raised his eyes.

The inner disciples of Wanfa Sect had already stood on both sides of the tall mountain gate. The purpose of their standing there was to welcome themselves.

Or in front of the Qingyun Sect, the face of the Wanfa Sect, which is also one of the Nine Holy Lands, is not lost.

When Chen Changsheng, led by Xu An, walked to the gate of the Wanfa Sect's main peak, a golden formation suddenly lit up in the sky, followed by several ancient bells.

The eighteen bells also represent the highest etiquette of Wanfa Sect receiving guests.

Cheers like mountains and tsunamis came from all directions in the west, and the clear spiritual energy enveloped his whole body like a mist, as if it was cleaning him.

This made Chen Changsheng even more uncomfortable. He had never stood so dazzlingly in the sun and accepted this feeling of being the center of attention.

Others might find it very honorable, but Chen Changsheng felt as if he had thorns all over his body, very awkward.

"We sincerely welcome Holy Son Qingyun to visit Wanfa Sect!"

Every time Chen Changsheng took a step, the disciples on both sides would bend down to salute and speak in unison, but Chen Changsheng could only stop and bend down to return the salute.

The long mountain road was lined with Wanfa Sect disciples standing all over the mountains and plains. Chen Changsheng's walk was unusually long.

Wanfa Sect, which is also one of the Nine Holy Lands, has tens of thousands of inner disciples. I don't know how long it will take to return the favor one by one like this.

Chen Changsheng became a little impatient. He had no impression of the Wanfa Sect disciples in front of him, and even thought in his mind that these people were all dead.

When I came to Wanfa Sect in my previous life, Wanfa Sect was about to be destroyed. Only Xu An, an elder in the Mahayana period, and a dozen disciples were left to survive in Wanfa Sect.

And among the tens of thousands of disciples in front of them, countless formations in the sky are shining with a faint golden halo, and the spiritual energy in the mountains has almost liquefied into mist. Compared with the dilapidated mountain gate in the previous life, the Wanfa Sect at this time feels like the last carnival before defeat. .

Chen Changsheng let out a soft sound of surprise, and his eyes fell on the steps at his feet. Each step was engraved with different formations.

The formations are all-encompassing and vary in intensity. Some of them look like they have just learned how to set up formations, while others look like even Chen Changsheng didn't see a single mystery at first glance.

This mountain road is also known as the Ten Thousand Formation Steps of the Wanfa Sect. All disciples of the sect will carve their own formations on the steps.

The Wanfa Sect, one of the Nine Holy Lands, specializes in the formation of formations in the world, and the art of formation is the first in the world of cultivation.

Five Elements and Bagua, Qimen Dunjia, Heaven and Earth Feng Shui, these are what Wanfa Sect is best at.

According to rumors, within the Wanfa Sect, there is even an innate formation that has existed since the beginning of the world!

Even a strong person in the Tribulation Stage will surely perish if he enters this formation!

It can only be broken by two immortals!

Even more popular than Qingyun Sect.

But in the future, Wanfa Sect will be one of the first holy places to be exterminated, just like Qingyun Sect.

One has the best headmaster in the world, and the other has the best innate formation in the world.

They were obviously the two most powerful sects, but they were the first to be wiped out.

That is to say, this lightning-fast killing and annihilation of the sect seemed to have broken the backbone of the spiritual world for the first time.

The entire spiritual world instantly became leaderless and could no longer form a rope. Finally, it was broken down one by one, and the entire world was pushed into the abyss of despair.

But this kind of thing will never happen again, at least in my hands, Chen Changsheng, it won't happen again!

Chen Changsheng, who was dressed in purple, raised his hand, and hundreds of puppets lined up and appeared on the Ten Thousand Formation steps at the same time.

The puppets uniformly saluted and said hello to the monks standing on both sides of the steps, but they were the first to confuse the monks who were still waiting for Chen Changsheng to come forward.

What does this mean? Suddenly a hundred or so saints of the Qingyun Sect appeared to salute him.

Moreover, before he even opened his mouth, the other party said "Hello, Senior Brother", completely blocking his words.

There was a commotion on the steps, and Chen Changsheng, who was originally passive in returning the courtesy, instantly took the initiative.

"Elder, is this okay? Why don't we go see the headmaster first?" Chen Changsheng turned to Xu An and asked softly.

Xu An couldn't help but be shocked as he watched hundreds of Chen Changsheng's puppets salute and say hello to the disciples on both sides.

I have long heard that the Holy Son of the Qingyun Sect is so skilled in puppetry that it is difficult to distinguish the true from the false.

I originally thought it was just a rumor, but I didn't expect it to be true when I saw it today.

As a formation master, Xu An could tell at a glance that the puppets summoned by the Holy Son in front of him were even more sophisticated than his own puppetry!

I have devoted myself to studying for thousands of years, and I am trying the soul puppet technique rumored in ancient times. Unexpectedly, I have been overtaken or even surpassed by a boy who is less than 17 or 18 years old!

I am really getting old. I didn’t expect that today’s young people are so talented!