The Demonic Sect Ancestor Can Time Travel

Chapter 153 Restoration of Heaven ()

Above the white clouds, amidst the strong wind, should have been an empty and lonely place. The 36 floating islands of different sizes add a different view to this place.

As the ten masters of heaven closed their eyes and cast spells, boundless spiritual energy rushed towards the floating island accompanied by the colorful clouds all over the sky. The scars left by the collapse of the heavens on the island also began to disappear at an incredible speed.

As if a century has passed in a flash, mountain flowers and wild grasses, towering ancient trees, under the double care of spiritual energy and laws, are all over the eyes in just a trance.

If it was just these, the immortals of the small and medium sects present would not be so surprised. Many immortals can make the dead tree bloom in spring and a hundred flowers bloom. Even if the area covered is not as wide as 36 unconnected floating islands, this method But also scary.

It was never the superficial changes that really shocked the immortals outside the reed canopy, but the changes in the aura hidden in the dark.

"How is this possible? There is no ceremony of offering sacrifices to the heavens, no prayers from the immortals, and no time to struggle. How could these 36 scraps have such a big personality change?" A person who has a lot of experience in divination The head of the Xiaopai almost crushed the magic compass in his hand, he couldn't help muttering while being dumbfounded.

In the Xianxia universe, not only people have fates, but everything also has a corresponding personality. They distinguish between high and low, just like rivers, carrying and restricting the long river of fate of all things.

Of course, ordinary rivers break through their embankments, and when they divert back, the more mysterious river of fate is no exception. It can even be said that diversions are common, but the sudden change of personality at the moment is no different from a Ordinary people with farm tools dug the Beijing-Hangzhou Grand Canal in one day, no matter how you look at it, it will make people's jaw drop.

Fortunately, the immortals have a very strong ability to accept, and the SAN value (Cthulhu's sanity value) is so high that they will not be insane due to such changes, but they will have normal emotions when they are normal.

"Is this the secret method of the Nine Great Schools? No, it's impossible. How can there be a secret method that can achieve this level? Even if there is, it shouldn't be a true immortal. The golden immortal can be urged! They must have used their seniors The means left by the master!" An elder of a medium-sized sect lamented for his family's heritage, "The ancestors of the past generations, the disciples are guilty, and should not be delusional, but why don't you keep more treasures?"

"Hey, the big faction is the big faction. Even if the high-level immortals are gone, we small families have no chance to stand out!"

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Unlike most of the immortals outside the reed canopy, Li Jiqian, the leader of the Qionghua Immortal Alliance, after a little understanding of the changes in the aura of the floating island, turned his attention to the alien in the reed canopy—— the king of the ten thousand demons. body.

"Whether it's a secret method or a treasure, depending on the situation, the 'No. Golden Immortal' has joined in. Should we just win over him? Or try to test his relationship with the Nine Great Sects first?" Li Jixiang's eyes flashed with hesitation , but regained his firmness in the next moment, "According to the plan, put the benefits you deserve in your pocket first and then make plans."

Having made up his mind, he turned his head slightly to glance at his family's treasure ship, and then acted out his surprise and jealousy like everyone else.

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"Everyone! Let's decorate the palace!" Sensing that the personality of the floating island is gradually stabilizing, Zhang Qingquan, as the host, brought up the second step of work.

Hearing that the representatives of the ten major sects in the reed tent all nodded, and followed the previous agreement, they flew to the designated location with their disciples.

Wang Yuan and the others are no exception, their targets are a few relatively remote floating islands.Flying to the sky above the destination, Wang Yuan started to feel in his mustard space, and within a short while, he took out several "models" of palaces carved like jade.

Looking back, he saw that Long Yueling and the disciples of the Six Demon Sect had also taken out the same "model", Wang Yuan did not act immediately, but played with the "model" in his hand carefully.

"This ingenious refining method, this beautiful design, this is so expensive..." He muttered in a low voice while playing, the expression of heartache piled up on his face, so as not to become a fixed mold.

It wasn't until Long Yueling poked his waist in disgust, and signaled him with the most obvious eyes that others had already started work and don't show embarrassment here, that Wang Yuan reluctantly threw the "model" of the palace in his hand away.

Just in the blink of an eye, the "model" that was thrown into the air expanded rapidly, turning into a real palace, and landed on the floating island in an even and stable manner.

"It's all started! Be quick with your hands and feet! Don't let other people underestimate our Six Demon Sect!" Long Yueling pointedly shouted at his disciples.

In fact, it is not surprising that Wang Yuan behaved like this. Although these palaces were provided by Yuxu Palace with a unified design and refining method, the materials were made by each of the ten schools.

You don't need to think about what kind of design the wealthy and unparalleled Yuxu Palace can come up with, it must be the extremely expensive one!

When Wang Yuan was refining the palace according to the law, Wang Yuan was trembling with heartache when he saw the spiritual materials and treasures thrown into it, but now...

"This is trying to crush us economically and scare us ideologically! Yuxu imperialism will never die!" Looking at the palaces and pavilions arranged on the floating island, the stingy Wang Yuan was still muttering, he raised his hand tremblingly, as if he wanted to stop the "prodigal" behavior of Long Yueling and the disciples of the Six Demon Sects, but considering that this was a joint action of the ten sects and the overall situation had to be taken into account, he again He withdrew his hand tremblingly.

Gritting his teeth, he threw away all the miniature palaces floating around him. Wang Yuan, who turned his head, couldn't bear to watch the smoke and dust rising from those palaces on the floating island.

However, the sound of the palace hitting the ground still made Wang Yuan's heart bleed.

In such painful torment, Wang Yuan and the others finally completed the area they were in charge of, and returned to the reed with a pale face. Wang Yuan stared straight at Zhang Qingquan, who was in charge of hosting.

Now he just wants to sit in a row, share the fruits, and fill the scars in his heart with the joy of harvest.Even if he already knew the result of the distribution, he still wanted to hear Zhang Qingquan speak out in public at this time. It was one thing to make peace with his pocket, but another thing to help him resist the urge to rush out to demolish the palace.

Of course, both are very important to Wang Yuan, which also makes him very hostile to those who interrupt this "process".

For example, Li Jiqian, leader of the Qionghua Immortal League.

Just a moment before Zhang Qingquan announced the start of the Conferred God Ceremony, this bastard unexpectedly came out of the crowd and shouted: "Wait!"

"Say! How do you want to die!"

　Happy Dragon Boat Festival!

　　
　
(End of this chapter)