Become a Demon Lord, sign in and develop for three hundred years

Chapter 491 Thunder Wave and Snow (Page 12)

He finally reached this point and officially took charge of the Mingtan lineage. If it were an exaggeration, Jiang Moshu was now the co-master of the acquired gods and demons in this world.

I conquer the gods and demons and break through the floating clouds, destroy the past and cut off the past. From now on, I will find the path, and this world will be my own.

It can't be said to be nervous, but it's not unexpectedly exciting either. After all, this step is almost destined, and it is what everyone inside and outside the sect is looking forward to.

But for Jiang Moshu, he actually valued this ceremony more, or the cause and effect attached to this ceremony.

After all, there are not many opportunities to bring the various human sects together justifiably, especially now that the Central Plains is occupied by demons. If you want to hide it from the outside world, you will naturally have to spend a lot of money.

From this point of view, it is worthwhile to take over the position of the leader of Mingtan Sect.

Witnessed by many sects and aristocratic families, a jade-colored epiphyllum suddenly rose behind Jiang Moshu. The brilliance of the stars was like a falling Milky Way. It was brilliant but not dazzling. There was a vast and vast Taoist charm in the hazy shadow of the clouds. now.

The mountains and seas are like smoke, and there are no traces of flowers in the boundary.

As the treasure of the Ming Tan Sect, there is nothing particularly mysterious about the Ming Tan Three Realm Flowers in killing and fighting. In terms of defense or movement, it is only better than nothing. However, the nature of the cave is one of the best in the world, and it can shield the direction. It can also define the world and is the most important foundation for the acquired relationship between gods and demons.

Without the Flower of the Three Realms, even if Jiang Moshu could sacrifice gods and demons, he would not be able to keep them in this world.

Jiang Moshu was surrounded by starlight, her white clothes were better than snow, and the little crystals sprinkled down and turned into a rain of gold stars and silver, soft and soft, like the dream of returning home, like the passing years like water, in a trance, like the night rain testing the lamp, like The clear snow and plum blossoms are so beautiful that they are not like the scenery of the world.

An epiphyllum petal fell faintly from the void, and the sharp-eyed soul had already seen the calm eyebrows of the elegant Taoist on the petals.

The petals fell very slowly, rippling endlessly in the bright morning light, but there was no doubt. No matter what, the fate of Ming Tan Sect and the future of Ming Tan Sect were finally connected with the person in the star rain.

Under the glare of the sky, under the spotlight of everyone, Jiang Moshu gently tapped the fallen petals, and the petals suddenly turned into a stream of light, gradually turning into the word "Mingtan".

“The ancestors chose the way of acquiring gods and demons, and we, the younger generations, will naturally carry it forward.

I have the True Sword of Zhanchen. When the rooster sings, the whole world becomes white.

I have gods and demons who are brave and powerful, and they can move the universe into my arms.

I dare to be the first for the world, and I will make my own decision as the storm changes.

Realize that the past is not admonished, and know that those who come can be chased. There is no need to ask about the floating clouds in the world, and open your mind to become a great fly.

Those whose fate is broken should open the gate of heaven; those who are like Tan should keep their innocence.

I'll do it, I'll get it, I'll prove it, I swear it! "

All the monks watching the ceremony burst into thunderous applause, soaring to the sky and lasting, witnessing Taozi's oath in heaven and earth...

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After the ceremony, there will be an after-show in which disciples from various peaks of the Ming Tan Sect compete in magical powers to highlight the sect's heritage. If you are confident, monks from other sects can also go on stage to show off your talents.

This is also a link agreed by various human clans. While broadening their horizons, it can also be regarded as giving some benefits to the younger generations of each clan.

The Ming Tan Sect is relatively grand. No matter you win or lose, you will always be lucky. They are full of precious spiritual materials and mysterious magic weapons. They were all obtained from the corpse of the demon saint and are of extraordinary quality.

The atmosphere on the cloud platforms around the Zhanfeng Stage suddenly became relaxed, except perhaps for the three demon kings who were watching the ceremony.

Of course, there is another person in the Mingtan Sect who is secretly complaining today.

"Asshole, why would I do such a thing?" Guan Ershan looked calm, but his heart was extremely helpless, and he just felt tired.

For this grand ceremony, Mingtanzong was busy up and down. Well, in Jiang Moshu's words, Mingtanzong does not support idle people, everyone has something within their power.

Therefore, a group of mortal children got an opportunity to practice serving tea and water.

All the children were very excited. After all, the sect invested so much for them but asked for nothing. Some even made slower progress in cultivation and felt a little ashamed.

It is a rare opportunity to do something for the clan, even if it is just serving tea and water, these children are certainly working hard.

Accidents naturally occur in endlessly.

Fortunately, the monks who accepted the reception would not lose their dignity over such trivial matters as spilling water and throwing dishes, not to mention that they were still facing a group of children and could not get angry.

Those who are smarter feel that Mingtanzong must have a deep meaning in this move, otherwise why would he deliberately arrange for a mortal child who is not very agile to serve the monks.

Mortal, child?

When they saw a child sobbing, making handprints, and sweeping away the tea on the ground, Yun Qi and Ning Zhen were shocked.

It is indeed a magical power, genuine and fair.

The monks who can come to Mingtan Sect to observe the ceremony are basically the Taoists with the widest paths in the sect, either they are direct descendants of the Golden Pill, or they have mystical Taoism, so their vision is naturally not that bad.

Everyone's eyes were fixed on the little boy exiting and the flowing tea wrapped around him.

Seriously, there is a thunderous explosion in a quiet place, which is life-threatening.

"Dear monks, my junior brother was a little nervous, so he accidentally knocked over the tea cup and disturbed everyone. I apologize to everyone on his behalf."

Guan Ershan walked to the center of the cloud platform, bowed slightly to the monks, and said in a neither humble nor arrogant tone.

Good seedling, good qualifications, good character.

Several monks couldn't help but their eyes lit up at the same time. Although they knew that Mingtan Sect was deliberately cultivating these children, growth always takes some time.

It is really surprising that the boy in front of him, who is less than ten years old, behaves so appropriately.

This child is definitely not a thing in the pool!

It may take decades, or at most a hundred years, for the child in front of me to catch up with everyone present. It is even possible to prove the golden elixir first. In the abyss of calamity, there are too many geniuses who can be called monsters.

Mortal children can also enter Taoism, and with such naturally intelligent Taoists as the successors of the sect, the luck of Mingtan Sect is really enviable. From this, it can be seen that within thousands of years, Mingtan Sect has not used Taoism at all. Worry about the inheritance of the sect.

When these children in front of them grow up, let alone their own children, even their own family may not be able to compare with them.

No wonder these children are allowed to pour tea and water. It is not only a frank show of sincerity, but also a brilliant demonstration. As expected, he has the magnanimity of Tianzong, and the Lord of Xingtian does everything well.

Some monks were already deep in thought, their eyes shining brightly.

"I don't know how to call this fellow Taoist." A monk immediately spoke in a pleasant manner, and his tone was not frivolous at all. He simply regarded the opposite monk as a fellow monk.

"Guan Ershan, a disciple of Ten Thousand Ghosts Peak." The Little Demon King smiled faintly, which made people feel neither close nor distant, but made people have the urge to continue chatting with him.

"Wangui Peak, it's a good road. It is said that Xiji Lingcai has ten battles, Mingtan has eight battles, Xutian Fortress has one battle, and the other sects share one battle.

Among the eight battles of Mingtan, White Bone Peak and Ten Thousand Ghosts Peak were divided into three battles each, Yinhua Peak won one battle, and the other peaks were divided into one battle. "

Some monks sighed with emotion and unconsciously told the widely known rumors.

"It is not credible to spread false rumors. Moreover, how to choose the road and how to follow it cannot be influenced by a little talent.