Urban Medical Martial Immortal Zun

Shen Yuzhu and Huang Teng, who were sitting next to them, also discovered this problem.

Both of them had doubts on their faces.

Huang Teng couldn't help but said: "Could it be that they think that Fellow Daoist Lin is not easy to mess with, and they found an excuse to expose this matter?"

"It's also possible! Let Xinglingu act as an intermediary and pass on a message. If they don't make excuses, the matter will pass!"

Shen Yuzhu also felt this possibility, nodded and said.

Lin Tian felt that it was not that simple, and shook his head and said, "With the temperament of the group of people in the Guardian Pavilion, how could they easily expose it?"

"We'd better take part in this grand ceremony first. Whether they want to come or not, if they really don't come, I'll just go to the Guardian Pavilion later!"

Hearing this, Shen Yuzhu couldn't help worrying.

But Huang Teng's eyes were bright, and his face was full of excitement and eagerness to try.

The Guardian Pavilion, it is an existence that countless monks can only look up to in awe, who dares to provoke?

now.

However, Lin Tian wanted to fight against the Guardian Pavilion on his own, and the quiet blood in Huang Teng's body couldn't help but boil.

at this time.

The monks all around were in an uproar.

Many monks sitting on the viewing platform couldn't help but stand up.

Lin Tian was as motionless as a mountain, and turned his head to look at the mountain gate of Xinglin Valley not far away.

A group of people flew over there.

There are at least hundreds of people, all dressed in Xinglin Valley uniform monks.

They are all monks from Xinglin Valley.

The ten or so old men headed by them all have unfathomable cultivation. The most powerful ones have reached the late stage of the Galaxy Realm, and the rest are also at the early stage of the Galaxy Realm.

Behind are hundreds of young Xinglin Valley monks, all walking behind respectfully.

And among the dozen or so elders in front, there is a master-level pharmacist who went to Luoyuezong to send invitations before, that is, the elder Yu Hai of Xinglin Valley.

"It's the strong man from Xinglin Valley!"

"They all exude bursts of strong medicinal fragrance. They are indeed powerful alchemists!"

"Then the leader is Lao Gu of Xinglin Valley, Senior Advocate?"

"Senior Zhang is the legendary emperor-level pharmacist, how can he show his face so easily? That is the deputy owner of Xinglin Valley, Senior Wanjie!"

"Wanjie, it's like thunder in our Tiannan, it is said that he has stepped into the level of a king-level alchemist!"

"Will we be able to see Senior Wan refining medicine later?"

...

The countless monks present were discussing in an uproar.

Lin Tian listened to many conversations in the crowd, but heard a lot of useful information.

At first he thought that the old man headed by him was the Gu Zhanghe of Xinglin Valley, but unexpectedly he was just the deputy valley owner.

But he is only the deputy valley master, and his strength is not bad, and his level of refining medicine is not weak. He is actually a king-level pharmacist!

The appearance of Wan Jie, Yu Hai and others naturally caused many monks on the viewing platform to stand up one after another, and bow respectfully to Wan Jie and others.

Even though someone like Bao Xiuyu, whose cultivation base is stronger than Wan Jie, still shows incomparable respect from the bottom of his heart.

A king-level pharmacist, even Bao Xiuyu, must be respected!

"You don't need to be too polite! When you arrive in Xinglin Valley, you will be like your own sect!"

Wan Jie was short and fat, like Maitreya Buddha, and he smiled like a kind and good old man. He walked all the way, whether it was the monks on the viewing platform or the monks around him, he kept clasping his fists in return, without the slightest airs.

This made many monks have a better impression of Wan Jie and Xinglin Valley, and they also felt awe.

Wan Jie and the others sat down at the main seat of the viewing platform.

However, Yu Hai glanced at the empty space in the back suspiciously. It was originally reserved for monks in the Guardian Pavilion, but now it is empty.

"Deputy Valley Master, the people from the Guardian Pavilion didn't come, I don't know what's going on!"

Yu Hai whispered to Wan Jie.

"Hmph! Never mind! They don't know what the hell they are going to do in the Guardian Pavilion, our sect's grand ceremony is important!"

Wan Jie let out a muffled snort, then stood up, and shouted to the sect cultivators who had been waiting for a long time: "Come down, it's my Xinglin memorial ceremony, I miss my ancestor of the sect..."

The memorial service is like the ritual of the ancient ancestors praying for the obituary, full of primitive simplicity.

The cultivator headed by the master of ceremonies kept chanting strange words and dancing ugly and awkward dances.

It is ugly because these dances can be vaguely seen to have evolved from many wild beasts or ancient giant beasts.

But at this time, none of the monks present said a word, and their faces were full of solemnity and awe.

This is the sacrificial ceremony inherited by Xinglin Valley, no one dares to make trouble at such a moment!

When the sacrificial ceremony reached a certain point, suddenly in the Xinglin Valley not far behind, a green aura shot up into the sky, filling the entire sky, forming a green barrier above the pervasive void.

Those green auras swam slowly, and soon turned into a translucent green elixir.

The majestic aura immediately swept down from the sky profusely.

The many monks present suddenly felt a sense of comfort sweeping through their bodies.

The monks who participated in the Xinglin Valley Ceremony for the first time were all amazed when they saw this scene.

Everyone looked up in horror, seeing the aura floating in the sky and around them, they were all stunned.

On the contrary, those monks who participated in the Xinglin Valley Ceremony all sat down cross-legged in place, and entered the state of cultivation in a blink of an eye.

This is a great opportunity to improve your cultivation.

Especially the aura that appeared in front of him was majestic, pure, and extremely strange, and there was no obstacle in cultivation, and it could quickly improve the body's cultivation.

Many monks have long been curious about the aura that appeared at this sacrifice.

But they couldn't figure out why it came from, and the ordinary disciples of Xinglin Valley didn't understand how the aura came from.

After all, the link of the sacrificial ceremony has been passed down from ancient times to the present, and it has been tens of thousands of years.

The appearance of this spiritual energy, there are rumors that it is the fairy spirit of the ancestors of Xinglin Valley during the sacrifice, which is formed by the residual spiritual energy of the ancestors!

But no matter what, the majestic aura in front of him benefited the monks present a lot.

Even Lin Tian, ​​after the majestic spiritual energy fell, the Nine Turns and Three Lives Art in his body couldn't help but run wildly, devouring all the spiritual energy around him.

At this moment, his cultivation also improved, although for him, these auras were no longer enough to look at, like a mud cow entering the sea, without causing even the slightest wave.

The cultivation base has been improved, but it doesn't matter to the breakthrough of the realm.

Now that Lin Tian wants to break through to the Tribulation Realm, the cultivation resources he needs, I am afraid that even if he gathers all the majestic energy in front of him, and then doubles it ten thousand times, it is possible for him to reach the critical point of breakthrough!

"The aura that appeared in this memorial ceremony is really weird! It is said that Zhang He of Xinglin Valley can't explain why it came from it! From the first memorial ceremony, there will be such a vision of this kind of aura condensed into a pill every time!"

While practicing, Huang Teng looked at the sky, and couldn't help but exclaim.

Shen Yuzhu couldn't help but nodded, her beautiful eyes were full of curiosity.