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The celestial chariot of the delusion-breaking god has arrived.

The reverberation of the golden bell in Yaoguang City resounded through the sky. Whether it was the disciples of the immortal sect who were meditating and discussing the Tao or the group of casual practitioners who were listening to books in the teahouse, they were all stunned and stood up to bow in the direction of the City Lord's Mansion.

The Phaseless Realm is just a link between the human world and the heavenly world, and the required spiritual power also comes from the upper world. For the delusion-breaking gods whose status is noble above the clouds, these so-called monks are just a handy one. Crushed ants.

Zhu Qi deployed against the wind, hunting.

The avenue paved with black and white jade is engraved with 24 constellations and nine palaces and gossip directions.Hundreds of monks stood on both sides, wearing Taoist uniforms and holding golden and jade artifacts, with cold faces.

These monks are disciples sent by various families of the Immortal Sect to watch the ceremony in Yaoguang City.Naturally, watching the ceremony is incidental, and their purpose is to welcome the Lord of Delusion.

When the Delusion-Breaking God Lord was in West Tianya, not everyone was qualified to step into the Holy Land, so in the vast Phaseless Realm, only the direct descendants of a few immortal families and some advanced casual cultivators had seen the God Lord.

As soon as the Delusion-Breaking God came out of the Western Tianya, those immortal families who had been watching for a long time didn't even care about "the Bingyi people are not my race, their hearts must be different", and they wished to leave the official duties of the entire sect and rush over by themselves.

Also because too many monks came, the Yaoguang City Inn was full of people, and the streets were full of disciples from various sects.

The sea water of Liulihai is still as calm as usual, like a smooth and cold mirror.

The coral clusters are clearly visible in the transparent blue water, and the sea breeze blows the Danli flowers blooming on the sea surface on both sides of the ashram, causing ripples in circles.

The golden crow hangs in the sky, and Xiaguang clears the way.

The sound of horseshoes came from the end of the sea of ​​clouds, and the sound of armor became more and more clear.

All the monks looked stunned, here we come!

The first thing passing through the thick clouds is the car body carved from white jade.The rare golden sparrow feathers are inlaid in the ice-edge gemstones, and they are arranged in an orderly manner on the car body, presenting a swirl-like, golden sparrow feathers with green feathers shining.

With the appearance of the white jade body, the armored generals following behind the carriage also gradually appeared.

They all have long and straight legs, wearing armor, handsome and cold faces, and there seems to be ice in their slender eyebrows that has not melted for thousands of years.

It is the sword cultivator of Xitianya.

The cultivators standing on both sides of the dojo did not dare to raise their heads, and all raised their hands in a bow, "I have seen the Lord of Delusion!"

The gauze on the white jade carriage fluttered slightly, and the deep and indifferent voice of the God of Delusion came, the tone was like an ice-cold string, "I have heard the name of the Great Ceremony of the Sea God of the Endless Sea for a long time, and now I am here to watch it, so you don't need to be polite."

The sky is full of stars, and the silver moon is like a hook.

Because of the heavenly festival tonight, the Endless Sea is brightly lit, and lanterns are hung everywhere.The firelight of the lanterns is reflected on the sea surface of the palace group, which is magnificent.

The Heavenly Sacrifice is not held in the City Lord's Mansion, but at an altar in the west of the Glazed Sea.As soon as night fell, the people in the city came to the altar by boat. At the same time, there were many immortal disciples flying with swords flying in the night sky.

The altar is very large, consisting of three palaces, nine halls and eighteen pavilions. The front, back, left, and left are all dojos for the children of the clan to practice. There is only a large open space in the middle, and a 32-story soul-suppressing tower was built.

The pedestal in front of the Zhenhun Pagoda is the place where the heavenly sacrifice is held.

The Taihua Palace was busy, and the maids knelt in front of Nalan holding sacrificial clothes, magic tools, and bronze mirrors.

"What do you think, Your Highness? Do you want to change it?" The maid standing behind him put down the ivory white jade comb and asked softly.

Nalan sat upright on the mat, with the long sleeves of the cloud garment hanging down from his wrists, winding softly on the white jade bricks.

His sitting posture is very elegant, his slightly curly long black hair is tied up high, and a few strands of blue hair fall on his cheeks, looking a bit tired.

Different from the plain face in the past, because he will go to the stage to worship the heavens soon, his left cheek is painted with bewitching and colorful complex lines, winding towards the forehead like branches.

Nalan originally had a face that looked like it was outlined in ink and wash, but after putting on this makeup, it was even more breathtakingly beautiful.

Even though he has never been to the upper realm, if he wanted to come to the heavenly realm, some kind of goddess and Xuannv, standing with His Highness, would humiliate himself like fireflies competing with the sun and moon.All the maids sighed in their hearts.

Haven't seen the Goddess of the West End of the World, since she came to Yaoguang City six years ago, have she never dared to come again?

"There's no need to change it, let's do it like this." Nalan was a little uncomfortable with the makeup, he got up and opened his arms, and the maid behind him who was holding the sacrificial robe understood and changed his clothes for him.

There are twelve layers of sacrificial clothing. The mysterious clothes are matched with runes outlined in gold and silver threads. Not only does it look complicated and solemn, but it is also very cumbersome to wear.

The maid tied the last black iron silver moon bronze bell for him, stepped back with the maids behind him, and said respectfully, "Your Highness, it's time for you to go to the Shrine of Light."

The maid holding the bronze mirror was about to get up, when she saw Nalan Yu standing in front of the hall, she knelt down abruptly, her voice trembling, "I have seen the city lord!"

When she knelt down, all the servants and maids in the palace knelt down.

Nalan Yu was also dressed in a black sacrificial robe, and the red gold trim of runes outlined by gold and silver threads was inlaid on the bottom of the wide-sleeved robe, which further enhanced his elegance and majesty, and his handsome complexion.

He looked at Nalan with dark eyes, as if some forbearing emotion was rolling.

The silver moon is slanting to the west, hanging in the corner of the sea.

After a few minutes, a huge vortex rolled up on the glazed sea, and the original blue water showed a faint blue luster, and there was a dark streamer hidden in it.

Nalan stood under the Soul Rescue Pagoda, surrounded by bright lights, his pupils gradually formed a line, and his eyes fell on the distant glazed sea.

"It's the Black Sea." The attendant beside him lowered his voice.

When Black Sea appeared, there was only one blood moon left.

Under the sky full of stars, in the dark clouds, a white jade carriage stood quietly in mid-air.

A white and slender hand lifted the gauze slightly, and a cold figure could be vaguely seen inside, "Qingyi." The tone was like an icy string.

Weisheng Qingyi stood with the monks from Xitianya, heard the words and stepped forward with a respectful voice, "What is your order?"

"You go and have a look."

He was stunned for a moment, wondering what his master said, when he saw a few clouds of black mist sneaking into the city lord's mansion while the guards in Yaoguang City were lax.

Weisheng Qingyi's eyes froze, and her fingers subconsciously rested on the hilt of her waist, "Yes, I will come back as soon as I go."

The City Lord's Mansion is located on the Glazed Sea. Due to the Heavenly Sacrifice, there are only a few servants and maids with low cultivation levels in the mansion.

As soon as Hei Wu entered the gate of the mansion, he went to the Shrine of Shaking Light and took the form of a human in the temple.

The candles flickered, dim and hazy.

"It's been a long time since I entered the Temple of Wavelight." Mo Chen sighed softly, walked to the twelve open carved windows with his hands behind his back, and looked at the blood moon outside the window and opened his mouth.

"Lord, when will you do it?" The black mist behind him also turned into a human form.

"No rush, wait until Nalan Yu invites Yu Haizhu out." The corner of Mo Chen's mouth curled up.

Anyway, Nalan Mingfei couldn't escape.

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Come on, little angels of the exam!