Life Hunter

Yuelu Academy is located in the central part of Qi State, north of Tianjiang River.

As the first of the four major academies, Yuelu Academy has a lofty status, and there is an endless stream of disciples studying every day.

As early as the date of the opening ceremony of the Demon Alliance was determined, Yuelu Academy announced to the public that on this day, the four mountain chiefs of Yuelu Academy would gather together, open the gates, and invite scholars from all over the world to bring the classics of the saints and attend classes.

The grand gathering of the Four Courts was inferior to the Grand Sutra Banquet of the Imperial Academy in terms of etiquette.

But in the minds of most scholars, the grand gathering of the Four Courts is far more significant than the Grand Sutra Banquet at the Imperial College.

After all, the Grand Sutra Banquet of the Imperial College was more of a service for the imperial court, while the Grand Meeting of the Four Courtyards was a pure gathering of lectures, discussion, and literary cultivation.

As soon as the news came out, the whole world was shocked.

Not only the scholars from Qi State set out one after another, but also the literary cultivators from the southern countries.

In these months, Yuelu Academy is like a lake, with water trickling in from all directions and forming a sea.

Standing halfway up the mountain, Yuelu Academy is crowded with people from the main hall to the outside of the door, to the stairs, and to the bottom of the mountain.

Countless literary cultivators, dressed in long robes, carrying book boxes on their backs and holding scrolls in their hands, attended this grand gathering of the four courtyards.

Yuelu Academy is not big, but it is packed to the brim.

The students outside the door were not in a hurry, sitting on the floor, talking loudly, or reading books.

Since half a month ago, Yuelu Mountain has been covered in white mist for dozens of miles.

The strange thing is that at first glance, the thick fog does not block the view. Everything is exactly the same as before.

As more and more scholars came from all over the human race, the white fog became thicker and thicker, but it still did not block the view.

To this day, the thick fog has not caused disaster, but has formed a strange force.

Everyone who was in the fog, whether they were literary cultivators or other monks, or even ordinary people, felt particularly peaceful and magnanimous.

Many literary cultivators read in the fog, and many things that were originally incomprehensible became suddenly clear to them.

Today, the Demon Alliance was established, and a grand gathering of the Four Courts was held, where scholars gathered together.

The cultural gathering has not yet begun, and many people have put down their books and are waiting for news.

In the academy, most of the top-grade and middle-grade writers are well-informed.

Not long after, an old man said: "King Xian appeared in Feikong Pavilion..."

Everyone was overjoyed.

Then, people nearby shouted loudly further away: "King Xian appeared in Feikong Pavilion..."

Then, someone further away continued to spread the same words, one after another.

It spread from the academy to the courtyard gate, to the mountain road, and finally to the foot of the mountain.

"King Xian... smashed the demon wall of the City of Ten Thousand Demons..."

The great joy of many literary cultivators spreads it with a louder voice.

As the news continued to spread, everyone gradually knew what happened on the Demon Mountain.

"Zhang Wentong appears, His Highness Prince Xian wants to send a congratulatory gift..."

Before the last words were spread, the big bell of Yuelu Academy suddenly rang.

Boom...boom...boom...

All the literary cultivators stopped what they were doing and looked at Yuelu Hall.

The door is open.

Four old people were sitting in it. There were no candles or lights in the room, but the white light was dazzling and holy.

The four first-grade scholars all opened their eyes.

A mighty pillar of righteousness rises from the ground and soars into the sky.

The heavy fog around Yuelu Mountain slowly rotates around the pure white righteous sky pillar, turning into a fog vortex.

"Chanting."

The leader of the old man spoke, and it was accurately transmitted to the ears of everyone down the mountain.

Afterwards, everyone took out the scriptures in order, read them, or memorized them silently, and opened their mouths in unison.

Ten thousand people speak with the same voice, without distinction or distinction.

The moment they opened their mouths, every scholar present felt that their body "disappeared". They were no longer a body, but a spiritual and spiritual existence, connected with the hundreds of thousands of literary cultivators present. As one body, they form a grand living body.

Each person is one in hundreds of thousands, or hundreds of thousands.

Slowly, the celestial phenomena rotated over Yuelu Academy. Finally, half of the sky was shining with blazing sun, and half of the sky was filled with stars and moon.

At this moment, Yuelu Academy is in a world of its own.

There is an object floating next to the four mountain chiefs.

A book, a pen, an inkstone, and a seal.

Each piece is simple and dull, just hovering quietly in the air.

Donghua Sword Sect.

The mountain is not high, no more than a hundred feet, and there are many buildings around it, forming a city.

A few days ago, the Donghua Sword Sect invited many sword cultivators to study the sword cultivating techniques and swordsmanship in Xian Wang Kung Fu.

These days, hundreds of thousands of sword masters compete with each other, discuss swords, forge swords, refine swords, sharpen swords...

All are related to swords.

Since seven days ago, white lightsabers emerged from the ground and floated three feet high in the sky. Every half an hour, they all let out a sword cry.

The number of lightsabers in the sky increased day by day, and the sound of the swords also became sonorous and powerful from the sound of metal and stone, then sounded like a loud bell, and finally a loud sound, but it lasted for a long time.

Some people in the city couldn't stand the sound of swords and had to stay away.

But most people feel comfortable after hearing the sound of the sword.

Until early this morning, the sky above Donghua Sword Sect was full of lightsabers, like lights, all over the city.

Looking from a distance, the entire Donghua Sword Sect turned into a bright silver land, with the bright light covering the sun and the divine light shining in the sky.

Within a radius of three hundred miles, there is no sun, moon, or stars.

The only light is the Donghua Sword Sect.

The moment the main hall of Hua Mo Mountain opened the door, thousands of swords roared in unison and flew into the sky in anger.

In the continuous sound of swords, the swords collided together, and finally turned into a thousand-foot long silver sword, hanging above the Donghua Sword Sect.

When the Divine Sword was first formed, the white aura vibrated and spread in all directions.

Everyone's hair and clothes were scattered.

The sword cultivators smiled and felt a warm current running through their entire bodies from their tops to their toes.

Tianshi Sect.

In Tianshi Mountain, thousands of stars soar, and the sun and moon gather together.

The disciples are each in their respective positions, either performing life magic or operating formations.

Not long after, at dawn, the sky fell, covering a radius of three hundred miles.

Ten bright moons as big as mountains rise up, surround Tianshi Mountain, and shine in all directions.

The unparalleled power of luck gathered from all directions and merged into the Tianshi Mountain.

A golden canopy slowly rises and rotates, spreading divine light.

At the same time, visions were rising everywhere in the heaven and earth.

Viewed from a high altitude, the entire world is suddenly bright and dim, no longer a day or a month, but seems to be divided into multiple small worlds.

People from all over the human race prayed.

The monks all over the world looked quietly in the direction of Hua Mo Mountain, waiting for the final news.

At the foot of Hua Mo Mountain.

Spell projection can not only illuminate images, but also transmit sounds.

But when Li Qingxian said he wanted to give gifts, they suddenly felt caught off guard.

Li Qingxian didn't say anything, he just talked about giving gifts, but there were uncontrollable waves in everyone's hearts.

I don't know why, but I just feel uneasy.

too suddenly.

If Feikong Pavilion's smashing of the magic wall seemed like an accident, then when Li Qingxian paid homage to Zhou Chunfeng in front of everyone before the opening ceremony, it seemed like time had suddenly accelerated.

There has been a lot of discussion about this opening ceremony.