Just as the immortals bragged and fucked each other, a majestic cough came out.

I saw that a middle-aged man appeared on the cushion that was originally empty in the hall. Looking closely, he was wearing a dark blue Taoist robe with a simple and solemn face, with a supreme aura of my own. On both sides, there was a Taoist teenager about ten years old, all of which were carved in pink and jade, very cute.

It is the helmsman of the Great Ancestral Sect and the Primitive Heavenly Venerable who has the most supreme and domineering spirit among the saints.

When the disciples of the Academic Sect saw the master appear, they quickly knelt on the ground and shouted: "Teacher's holy life is boundless" and "Teacher's holy life is boundless."

Originally, looking at familiar faces, of course, Yang Jian had been paid attention to by the saints of the heavens for a long time, and was not considered a new face. However, he was extremely relieved. He remembered that his three brothers had struggled hard in the vast vast world, and finally they each gained their own fortune and became the saint who was immortal. Later, they each controlled their own religion and spread their branches and leaves for the Xuanmen.

Perhaps my family is not the most prosperous, but the most elite group. Among them, the Jade Dragon Taoist Lord, who can be opposed to the saints, has to be said to be a great fortune.

A little smile appeared on his majestic face. Yuan Shi gently swept his sleeves, and the people kneeling on the ground felt a gentle force and lifted them up. The immortals stood up with the power. It was fine if Sanxiao and others had seen the legendary saint. They had visited each of them at the last time of Yulong's wedding, but Yang Jian was really the first time he saw the saint. The natural pressure almost made him unable to breathe.

Yuan Shi saw Yang Jian being reserved and smiled casually: "Yu Ding, your disciple is still afraid of being a teacher."

Old Yu Ding's face turned red with a rare blush. He glared at Yang Jian fiercely, as if saying: You want to embarrass you, and go back and deal with you again!

"Master, Yang Jian is just the first time he meets the sage, so he is not used to it." With the tough slap, Yu Ding still kindly helped his disciple to help him relieve the siege. Yang Jian's pretty face blushed while listening, and secretly blamed himself for being too boring.

Yuan Shi glanced at Yu Ding without hesitation and said, "Yang Jian, don't be too restrictive. Your cousin is still my disciple. There are few people in the Chan Cult, but they are all easy-going." Of course, this sentence is about the people inside the Chan Cult. For outside, Primitive Heavenly Venerable is the most difficult one among the saints. There is no way, you can't afford to hurt the saint who practices the Supreme Way.

Yang Jian glanced at his cousin Zhang Zilong who was dozing off with his head down, and secretly admired him in his heart. He could fall asleep in front of the saint. He is really a role model for us!

In fact, no matter who is in front of this guy, Zhang Zilong is a carefree image. Yuanzu knew that this was his nature, and he was too late to be happy, so how could he blame him? It is said that saints are ruthless. In fact, the more ruthless a person is, the more they want to be affectionate. Yuanzu is no exception. For this most special little disciple, he has tried his best to tolerate and help.

Not to mention that Yang Jian continued to twist his small waist uneasily, Yuan Shi burst out a news that made everyone frightened: the catastrophe is about to come, and it is a great catastrophe that swept the cultivators of the four sects. If you are not careful, you will be on the List of Gods and become a slave to the Heavenly Court.

Speaking of this, all the immortals looked at Yulong. There was no way, who made him the prince of the Heavenly Court?

The Xuannv next to him twisted Zhang Zilong's waist fiercely. This guy was in pain and just woke up from his dream. He looked at everyone's strange eyes in a daze. Zhang Zilong asked Xuannv softly: "What's wrong? What do you think I'm doing? This prince has no special hobbies!"

Xuannv rolled her eyes, straightened her snow-white hair, and said lightly: "We are discussing the Queen of the Gods, and going to your heavenly court to be a slave." Speaking of this, Xuannv thought that she had been robbed and became a maid, so her strength in her hands became even heavier, twisting the tender flesh on the prince's waist.

"Hiss..." Zhang Zilong grinned in pain, but did not dare to fight back. Nonsense, if there are so many people here, if they bully their own women, wouldn't it be too tasteless?

Taking advantage of the opportunity to speak out, Zhang Zilong finally got rid of Xuannv's claws, and Zhang Zilong breathed a sigh of relief.

"Ahem, my senior brothers, this time the Gods were mainly caused by the Western Sect and the Jie Sect. The Jie Sect is nothing but a family with me, the Zheng Sect, but it is not easy to unite with each other. However, the Western Sect is the most hateful. This time, the Zheng Sect came out in full swing and was not easy to deal with those glass men?"

After hearing this, Yuan Shi nodded slightly. Yulong’s words made a lot of sense and were indifferent to him.

"What Yulong said is that Western religions do not cultivate virtue, which has caused the anger of heaven and people to resent. This time, the time is when they bow their heads. I have discussed it with your Supreme Master. Although the teachings of Jie are different, they are not suitable to kill each other. If you meet the disciples of Jie Sect in the future, you can just click and stop it."

The disciples of the Ancestral Sect said it was, and at this moment, the two sects of the Ancestral Sect did not have much hatred. On the contrary, Duobao, the second-generation leader of the Jie Sect, also had a good relationship with the disciples of the Ancestral Sect. It is inevitable that the two sects should hold hands with each other.

Yuanshi looked at the reactions of the disciples and smiled with relief: "By the way, now I have two more people in the second generation of the Ancestral Sect." As he said, Yuanshi sent a voice to the outside of the door: "Jiang Shang, Shen Gongbao, come in."

Everyone turned around and looked, and the two young Taoist priests walked in quickly. The largest one was only over forty, and the young Taoist priest was only about thirty.

Yulong could see at a glance that these two people had already had the cultivation of a celestial immortal, and one of them had not even achieved the immortal realm. It was obvious that the protagonist of the gods in his forties and had not yet attained the immortal realm was Jiang Ziya, the protagonist of the Gods.

"The disciple Jiang Shang (Shen Gongbao), I have met the head teacher, I wish the master a long life." The two knelt down to Yuanzi, stood up and asked the immortals of the Ancient Sect for their well-being.

At this time, we can see that Jiang Shang is extraordinary. This guy is simply an expert in politics. His mouth is comparable to the Western trick of blooming lotus flowers. The immortals of the Chan Sect who were present for a while were all laughing and peaceful.

However, Shen Gongbao was a very silent person, in other words, gloomy.

The slightly vulgar face was as quiet as a corpse. Only by observing it carefully can you see the light that was revealed from time to time in his small eyes. Yulong cared about this great talent who had said that he had died and could not help but become more careful with him.

Seeing that everyone had met, Yuanshi spoke again: "Jiang Shang is the protagonist of this god creation. After the great catastrophe is started, he will hold the list of gods (copy) and enter the world to choose a wise king. You should assist you well."

"Abide by the orders of the head teacher."

When everyone heard that the gods were in the Ansect, they felt even more at ease for a moment. They should know that the more bargaining chips in this world, there would be more hope for survival. Since the heavenly way allows the gods to worship the gods to join the Ansect, then the Ansect will basically rest assured in this disaster.

But will it really go so smoothly?

Shen Gongbao, who was quietly observing everyone, raised an ugly smile, but no one paid attention to him, a small fairy.

Finally, Yuanzi reminded everyone to return to the cave for the time being, recite the Huangting quietly, and ignore ordinary things for the time being. The Congress of the Immortals of the Ancient Sect ended.

As usual, he kept the Jade Dragon, and the others left Kunlun Mountain in groups of three or three. I don’t know when Yulong started. Although he was nominally the junior brother of the CCP, he was actually more like the second-ranked figure of the Academic Sect. He would discuss and plan with him carefully, on the one hand, because of his identity as the son of Haotian, and on the other hand, it was his strength that forced everyone to convince him.

Only Randeng looked at Yulong hatefully when he left, there was no way. Randeng, the deputy leader, was too cowardly. He was not as popular as possible, but not as strong as a magic weapon... Not to mention, except for the coffin lamp, there were two spiritual treasures that came with the sky ruler, and there was not a single hair on it.
Chapter completed!