Immortal Mansion Royal Beast

Seven days later, when the first ray of sunlight in the distant sky came, the entire Tianmen Mountain was shrouded in clear light, and the behemoth of the Southern Border Beast Control Gate began to show its due majesty.

In the mountain gate, many outer sect disciples from Yushou Mountain were walking quickly around the foot of the mountain, making final preparations for Jiang Kui's foundation building ceremony.

Many of these internal and external disciples have only joined the Beast Control Sect in recent years. They are very unfamiliar with Jiang Kui. If Jiang Kui had not successfully established the foundation this time, they would not even know that there is such a person in their sect. Number one.

Many inner disciples are very familiar with Jiang Kui, but they have seen each other less in the past few years and have become very familiar with each other. Now that Jiang Kui is building the foundation, they are helping seriously, bringing various spiritual beasts with them to try to create a festive atmosphere. atmosphere.

Fang Qingyuan was not idle either. He was checking the necessary procedures for the celebration. The celebration procedures of the foundation-building monks were not complicated, and the scales ranged from large to small. Although Jiang Kui was not favored by Lechuan, Jiang Kui was also a beast-controlling sect after all. Disciple, her celebration is related to the reputation of the Southern Xinjiang Beast Control Sect, so it cannot be taken carelessly.

Now Jiang Kui is sitting in the newly built colorful shed with a calm face. She is located in the fourth seat from the left side. The other six foundations of the Beast Control Gate are also located on Jiang Kui's left and right.

As the leader of the General Service Peak, Zhao Liangde naturally sat in the first position. Below him was Qu Jianyan, the leader of the Chuangong Peak. The fourth one was today's protagonist, Jiang Kui.

There are three chairs placed in the center of the booth, but they are currently empty.

A dozen core disciples stood behind their respective leaders. The disciples from Discipline Peak were more embarrassed. Their leader did not come, but there was an empty chair with no one sitting on it.

The remaining thirty-odd inner disciples, hundreds of outer disciples, and thousands of mortal servants were surrounding the colorful booth, waiting for the ceremony to begin.

After a while, seeing that the surroundings were still in chaos, Zhang Yuan stood up and exhaled after receiving Fang Qingyuan's signal:

"The time has come, all disciples and servants who have nothing to do with it must withdraw!"

Zhang Yuan's voice spread through spiritual power and spread in all directions in an instant. The people around the colorful shed quickly took orders and retreated.

'Bang! '.

The sound of a gong spread slowly, and at the mountain gate, a leader under Jiang Kui's rule took the lead. Behind him were a group of mortals, walking slowly and step by step.

This person came closer and sang aloud:

"My dear fellow Immortal Masters, I congratulate Master Jiang on his success in establishing the Immortal Master's foundation! Kneel down..."

As soon as he finished speaking, there was a crowd of people kneeling down below. These mortals were all subjects and relatives under Jiang Kui's rule. It was rare to enter the mountain gate once in a while. They were all very cautious and bowed step by step. They were afraid that if they made a wrong step, they would be arrested when they returned. People laugh at you.

Jiang Kui can only manage a hundred people under his leadership, but now they are all gone. This time Jiang Kui is going to Yuanling Mountain, and these mortals will also be taken with him.

Hearing the mortals' congratulations, Jiang Kui nodded, said a few words, collected the seasonal fruits contributed by each family, and then kept silent.

Then some disciples took these mortals and stepped aside, leaving their positions to others.

After Jiang Kui's own etiquette was completed, all that was left were the various Qi refining and casual cultivators in Tianmen Mountain.

These casual cultivators all hang out under the Beast Control Sect in Southern Border. Now that the master's family has foundation-building cultivators holding a celebration, this is their chance to get together.

Most of these casual cultivators are short of money, and most of the gifts they send are flashy, just to look good. After the celebration is over, they will have a gift in return. It is estimated that many people come here just because of this.

There are also some powerful characters among the casual cultivators, but they all bowed obediently in front of the master of the Beast Control Sect, while Jiang Kui only said a few words of greetings without even standing up.

After the endless stream of casual cultivators came up to pay tribute to Jiang Kui, the mortal servants from Yushou Mountain came up to lead them, took them to the designated place to sit, and gave them tea.

After the two to three hundred casual cultivators had seen each other, more than half an hour had passed, and the sky was already bright. After the casual cultivators, it was the turn of the sects under Tianmen Mountain's Beast Control Sect.

"She family, She Xiyu has arrived..."

Following the ceremony at the door, the head of the She family, She Xiyu, walked up with two monks who were in the late stage of Qi refining.

Fang Qingyuan stood next to Jiang Kui. When he saw She Xiyu, he found that the head of the She family looked much better. The arm that was broken in Tianyin Mountain had now grown back.

Jiang Kui couldn't take advantage of the foundation-building monks, not to mention that She Xiyu still had a certain relationship with Fang Qingyuan, so Jiang Kui stood up and chatted with She Xiyu for a while.

After She Xiyu was led by the servant to the last seat on the right and sat down, she smiled friendly at Fang Qingyuan.

After She Xiyu, more than a dozen foundation-building monks came in succession. These people were the heads of various small sects within the power of Yushou Mountain in southern Xinjiang, or the heads of cultivation families.

After Jiang Kui received the gifts one after another, Fang Qingyuan was also merciless in accepting the gifts. These sect heads or family heads were naturally more generous than those casual cultivators, and the gifts each gave were worth at least a thousand spiritual stones.

When these heads and family heads met, the ceremony at the door suddenly raised his voice:

"Nanchumen, Chu Shoupu has arrived."

When they heard that people from Nanchu Clan were coming, Zhao Liangde and Qu Jianyan stopped sitting and stood up to greet them.

Chu Shoupu was a middle-aged monk in his forties, with a gentle face. At first glance, it was obvious that he was an experienced person who was used to greeting people and sending them off. When he arrived, he handed a congratulatory gift to Fang Qingyuan and said:

"Niece Jiang Kui, the last time we met was ten years ago, right?"

Jiang Kui responded silently:

"Senior Chu, it was eleven years ago. That year you came to congratulate the head of the hospital on his birthday. We met once."

Chu Shoupu was stunned for a moment, then smiled and said:

"It's been so long in the blink of an eye, Brother Jiang."

After sighing, Fang Qingyuan saw that Zhao Liangde looked bad, so he secretly poked Jiang Kui.

When Jiang Kui was reminded by Fang Qingyuan, she put on a smile and said:

"Senior Chu, please take a seat. Our sect leader will come out in a moment."

Chu Shoupu laughed, glanced at Zhao Liangde and the others for a few times, then sat down at the first seat on his right.

Before Jiang Kui could turn around and sit down, he felt the coercion of three different golden elixirs coming from him. The big furniture was stunned and quickly leaned over to salute.

Afterwards, Lechuan, Wei Tong, and Wei Yuan flew down from the top of the mountain and sat at the top.

The three Jindan ancestors came in person, which opened the eyes of the casual cultivators around them. The Jindan ancestors were not seen by ordinary people, but the three of them were still together. After this ceremony, these casual cultivators did not know what to do. Brag for how long.

After everyone paid tribute to the three Jindan Patriarchs, Fang Qingyuan raised his head and looked at the first three people. Lechuan was still the same as before, while Wei Tong was in high spirits, not at all depressed as when he signed the contract that day.

Seeing this scene, Fang Qingyuan's heart sank. If Wei Tong hadn't gotten some magic elixir to extend his life, it would have meant that his end was coming.

I hope this person can last a little longer, otherwise when Wei Tong dies, the power of these three families will be unbalanced again.

These thoughts flashed through Fang Qingyuan's mind. At the same time, he also realized that it was useless to think too much, so he had better focus on the present.