Chapter 384 Memorial Ceremony Begins

"Although we are still a little rusty, we can still fight. The six of us join forces. Even if the old thief Chiyang brings all the Dan-Jie realm monks from the Yunlan Sect, we can still win in one fight!" Gan Weiwei's words were filled with emotion. confidence.

When they first tried to practice together the Liuhe Sword Formation given to them by Professor Nianchuan, they were stunned by the power of this formation.

The six people worked together, and the sword force was continuous, and they could constantly change the direction of attack. In the face of such a powerful sword force, unless the Danhai Realm monk came in person, all the creatures in the formation would have no mercy.

Zhan Nianchuan pondered for a moment, nodded and ordered: "You must seize the time to practice, we only have less than five days. At the same time, just familiarity and cooperation are not enough. Try to be as close to actual combat as possible. I think Elder Wu, Bai Tianchi and others will be lucky." I'll be your target for a while."

Gan Weiwei immediately nodded in agreement, and then said impatiently: "When will the war start?"

Everyone's faces showed excitement, and everyone felt high in fighting spirit. They all felt that Zhan Nianchuan was too well prepared. There were seven monks in the Danjie Realm, and there was this amazingly powerful Liuhe Sword Formation. There was still some mental calculation. , it is a sure win!

"Sister Wei, immediately spread the news about Elder Nangong's emergence, and inform the Yunlan Sect at the same time, saying that Elder Nangong has become an immortal. In three days, the whole sect will have a grand ceremony. Elder Tong will host the ceremony, so he cannot send Senior Sister Tong there. Invite another person. They come to attend the ceremony," Zhan Nianchuan solemnly ordered.

"Everyone, because the Yunlan Sect is pressing again, the plan has to be advanced. Three days later, we will fight to the death with the Yunlan Sect!" Zhan Nianchuan's eyes made people shudder.

...

Yunlan Sect, the main hall of the sect.

Above the main hall, Master Chiyang occupies the top position, with two luxurious chairs placed on the left and right.

There were two men and two women sitting on it. One of them had a cold expression and was as beautiful as a flower. She was Leng Bingqing, the Supreme Elder who had recently entered the Dan Formation Realm but was rarely known to anyone.

"Are you saying that Nangong Shang has become a feather? Is the news true?" A short, fat man with a loud voice looked extremely solemn.

"I don't know, but even if Nangong Shang is not dead, he will definitely not be alive for a few days." Master Chiyang said calmly.

"That's true." Chen Qinan, a short and fat man, nodded.

"Today I summoned several brothers and sisters here to inform everyone that Xuantian Sect is scheduled to hold a ceremony in three days and has invited us to go." Master Chiyang said lightly, glancing at Leng Bingqing intentionally or unintentionally. .

As expected, Leng Bingqing immediately said: "Senior Brother Chiyang, since I have become the supreme elder of the sect, I should go back to worship him, and I should ask Senior Brother Chiyang for permission."

Master Chiyang looked embarrassed. He hesitated for a long time before letting out a long sigh. He looked very helpless:

"Junior Sister Leng, I don't want you to go back, but with your qualifications and age, once you appear in public, you will definitely arouse the covetousness of Tianli Sect, and we can't protect you."

The middle-aged beautiful woman Huo Xiaoyan on the side also held Leng Bingqing's hand and comforted her softly: "Bingqing, you can't go. You are the most promising descendant of our Yunlan Sect. You will definitely enter the Danhai realm in the future, and you must not make it public. Show up, otherwise we are very passive.”

After listening to the persuasion of the elders, Leng Bingqing fell silent. In fact, she didn't really care about Nangong Shang's life or death. After all, she was taken to the Yunlan Sect as soon as she entered the Foundation Establishment Realm and had never seen him at all. It's just that she missed her master Gan Weiwei, her good sisters Liu Yandan, and Tong Xi very much, so she wanted to take this opportunity to go back, but she didn't expect it to work, which made her a little frustrated:

"Okay, in that case, junior sister, I'll take my leave."

After saying that, Leng Bingqing walked towards the back of the main hall, where there was a small teleportation array that could directly reach her cave.

As Leng Bingqing left, the expressions of the other four people immediately became much more natural.

"Senior brother is very clever. He not only informed Junior Sister Leng, but also naturally stopped her from leaving, so that she would not blame us in the future." Chen Qinan, a loud-voiced man, praised.

Master Chiyang did not answer his words, but smiled faintly, then stood up and started talking, his voice echoing in the hall.

"The five sects are juxtaposed, and Yunlan is the only one who respects them. For thousands of years, my Yunlan sect has sheltered the five sects from the wind and rain, helped them develop and grow, and naturally gained their respect."

"However, since we, the Yunlan Sect, are the leaders, we will not tolerate people who have no choice but to take orders and make their own decisions!" Master Chiyang changed the subject and his words became fierce.

The other three Supreme Elders looked solemn and listened quietly to Master Chiyang's speech.

"Tong Xi has excellent qualifications. He has reached the peak of the late foundation building stage before he was sixty. Wouldn't it be a pity that such good materials and jade would fall into the hands of the Xuantian Sect? Our Yunlan Sect wants to cultivate her and help her form elixirs, but Tong Dachuan He actually didn’t allow it, and even made the excuse that it was not convenient to send him to Nangong Shang Festival! I think he doesn’t take my Yunlan Sect seriously!”

Speaking of this, Master Chiyang already sounded stern.

The three Supreme Elders looked at each other and already understood Master Chiyang's plan.

They absolutely agree with this.

It is enough for the Xuantian Sect to have a monk in the Core Formation realm, not to mention an outstanding junior like Tong Xi, who must be in his hands.

"What does senior brother mean?" Huo Xiaoyan asked tentatively.

Master Chiyang put his hands behind his hands and looked in the direction of Xuantian Sect, and said murderously: "In three days, we will go to Xuantian Sect in person and accept Tong Xi as our disciple. If Tong Dachuan recognizes his appearance, that's all, we can also worship him." "Fellow Taoist Nangong," he sneered and continued, "If he doesn't understand, then his position as the Supreme Elder of Xuantian Sect should be changed."

"Senior brother is wise!" All the elders praised in unison.

Master Chiyang twirled his beard and smiled, feeling deeply proud in his heart.

He still has the final say in this Xuantian Sect.

"The matter has been decided, three days later..." At this moment, Master Chi Yang's words suddenly stopped, and then he showed an expression of great surprise.

The four of them flew out of the hall together and looked at the endless clouds billowing above the sect.

...

Three days passed in a blink of an eye.

Xuantian Sect.

On the square in front of the Zongmen Hall.

The sky was gloomy, the cold wind was howling, and the entire Xuantian Sect was immersed in a sad and solemn atmosphere.

Hundreds of thousands of disciples of the Xuantian Sect stood densely on the square, each with a heavy expression, staring at the ice jade coffin on the high platform in the center of the square.

Nangong Shang inside was wearing the white elder clothes of Xuantian Sect, with a peaceful face, as if he was just asleep.

Below the high platform, several peak cultivators in the late stage of Foundation Establishment who were sent by the other four sects to express their condolences but actually to inquire were also looking solemn and their eyes were flickering.

They had previously used their full spiritual consciousness to explore the jade coffin, but they could not penetrate it at all, so naturally they could not get any information.

"Clang clang clang!"

Accompanied by the resonant bells, Tong Dachuan slowly walked out of the hall with a sad look on his face.

As he strolled forward, the crowd automatically gave way to a passage.

Walking onto the high platform, Tong Dachuan stared intently at Nangong Shang's peaceful face in the ice coffin, his expression very sad.

"Some people are gone, but he is still alive! This is the case with Elder Nangong. He has been in charge of the Xuantian Sect for 296 years and has always worked hard for our Xuantian Sect..."

At this moment, a loud shout sounded:

"Yunlan Sect Chiyang came to pay homage to our old friend Nangong!"