Chapter 1213 Nascent Soul Shot

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At the top of the golden tower, the Ice and Snow Holy Envoy exclaimed: "The five elements are the foundation, the nine palaces are unified, and the ten thousand streams are returned to the ancestors. They rise up from the mountains and are powerful. Chen Xiang is indeed the top fighter in the mainland. He used the formation method skillfully to stir up the blue clouds." The power of all people, to complete the feat of pulling the mountain, admire."

Sun Hao smiled slightly: "The envoy is overrated, it's just opportunistic."

Gui Ruling smiled weakly: "My lord, you don't have to be humble. There are not many monks in the world who can do such opportunistic tricks."

Sun Hao smiled slightly.

Under him, there was a sudden shock, and Xuanyuan Hongkong's voice came from the air: "Master Chen Xiang, fortunately, I did not disgrace my life, and above and below Qingyun, all people are of one mind, pull up the mountain for thirty, and return to the throne."

Sun Hao laughed loudly: "Congratulations, fellow daoists, you have worked hard."

One hundred thousand monks cheered loudly: "Fortunately, I did not disgrace my life, thank you, my lord..."

Indeed, if it weren't for the blessing of the array taught by Sun Hao, if it wasn't for the Qingyun up and down, it seemed to be a whole, and it would be difficult to complete it.

Don't look at Qingyun Xianshan's original height of ninety, but now it has only been pulled up to thirty, but you must know that the act of pulling out the peak will be more difficult as it gets to the end.

Up and down Qingyun, he was able to reach the peak of thirty in one fell swoop, but it far exceeded the psychological expectations of the cultivators who watched the ceremony.

Shan Wei, Shu Duobao also cupped their hands to congratulate at this time: "Congratulations to Chen Xiang, successfully uprooted the mountain, the thousand-year-old dojo, it is no longer difficult."

Sun Hao smiled slightly: "Same joy, same joy."

The height of the floating fairy mountain determines the size and grade of the dojo.

With a height of one hundred feet, the lowest level of the dojo can be built, that is, the hundred-year-measurement dojo.

And every time the height of the fairy mountain rises by ten feet, the level of the dojo will automatically increase by one level.

For example, a fairy mountain of 110 feet can be built for a hundred-year-meter-measuring dojo, or a thousand-year-meter-measuring dojo.

And arrived at the fairy mountain of one hundred and twenty feet. It is already possible to build a millennium mileage dojo.

The fairy mountain of one hundred and twenty feet is a rather strange height.

Theoretically, a fairy mountain with such a height can also build a century-old immeasurable dojo or a ten-thousand-year measurement dojo.

However, except for some very special dojos, under normal circumstances, most sects are at this height. Most of the dojos chosen to be established are thousand-year-old dojos.

Naturally, the reason is that neither the Hundred Years Boundless Dojo nor the Ten Thousand Years Measured Dojo are used much. The former requires high resources, but the use period is too short. It's too uneconomical, and the scope of the latter's effect is too small, and it's not very cost-effective.

Of course, on some special occasions, the Ten Thousand Years Measurement Dojo should also have great existence value.

For example, the physical source pool and soul washing pool of Wanhun Mountain are special places that are extremely beneficial for monks to practice unilaterally. In fact, it should be this kind of ten-thousand-year measurement dojo.

Below, fifty real people took back the golden core after showing their strength. Xuanyuan Hongxuan said: "Thank you, fellow Taoists", and the fifty real people returned to their peaks one after another.

Xuanyuan Hongkong continued to stand on the futon and entered the next step of the Ten Peaks Ceremony.

"The ten peaks are established, and the peaks are thirty." Xuanyuan Hongkong's voice was a little passionate: "My Qingyun sect has completed the two key steps of the ten peak ceremony, so now. We have been looking forward to it for a long time. Daochang Dajian will meet us soon."

Speaking of which. Xuanyuan Hongkong paused for a moment, and then said loudly again: "To be honest, I am also very curious now, and I really want to know what kind of dojo my Qingyun sect plans to build, what level it will be, and what kind of dojo it will be. We will wait and see the effect, then, first of all, let us use the greatest enthusiasm, the warmest applause, and the highest cheers to welcome all the old ancestors of Qingyunmen, they are Zhenjun Xiaolan and Zhenya Yaqin. Lord, Lord Paguang, Master Zhennv, Lord Luo Mei, Lord Ketu, Lord Zhi, Lord Raksha..."

When Xuanyuan Hongkong spoke, Sun Hao's shoulders sank slightly.

Xiaohuo appeared on Sun Hao's shoulder with blinking eyes, looking left and right, as if full of curiosity about such a lively scene.

Then, the little head arched Sun Hao's neck.

Sun Hao stretched out his hand to touch Xiao Huo's little head, and there was a gentle expression in his eyes.

Shu Duobao counted with his fingers, and praised in his mouth: "Good guy, there are ten real kings, Chen Xiang, I admire you, the development of Qingyun sect is really not bad, this lineup of real kings, take it to the mainland, They can all be ranked.”

Sun Hao smiled slightly: "True Monarchs are over-reputed, Qing Yun Sect's foundation is not deep, there are a few True Monarchs who are not fake, but they are all in the early stages, but their combat power is not strong, compared with the strength of Yaoshenshan, it is far behind , dare not compare it, even if it is a first-class sect in several continents, it is not what Qingyun sect can compete with at present."

Below, in the second sequence, those sects ranked first in the mainland all looked at the main peak of Qingyun.

Looking at the rising Nascent Soul True Monarchs, unimaginable thoughts surged in his heart.

It is often very difficult for a sect to train a Nascent Soul True Monarch.

In some sects, it is not even possible for a true monarch to appear in hundreds of years. In some sects, in order to prevent the extinct sect from being downgraded, they have to use thousands of years of accumulation to cultivate them.

But the Qingyun sect is good. In these hundreds of years, not only have Sun Hao and Sun Chenxiang such powerful true monarchs as powerful as Sun Chenxiang, but also so many true monarch monks have sprung up like mushrooms after rain.

The number of true monarchs is as large as that of the number one sect in the mainland.

For example, in terms of the true king's combat power, there is Sun Hao and Sun Chenxiang. These top ranked players in the mainland are against Qingyun, who dares to say that they are sure of victory?

Qu Mu Zhenjun felt uneasy for a while, and his complexion became even more gloomy.

With such a powerful neighbor appearing in the Southern Continent, it is difficult to guarantee the status of Guiyi.

The eight Nascent Soul True Monarchs all rose into the air, and one hundred thousand monks knelt in the air on one leg and shouted: "I have seen you, the ancestors."

Master Baguang laughed loudly: "Little ones, don't be polite, get up."

The hundred thousand monks stood in unison and stood up straight.

Under the leadership of Zhenjun Baguang, the eight Zhenjuns bowed slightly in front of the monks who came to observe the ceremony, and said loudly: "I have met all the fellow Taoists."

On the pyramid, the monks returned the salute in unison, and those observing monks from the affiliated sects consciously prostrated themselves on the futons, and said in unison: "I have seen you, true monarchs."

Zhenjun Paguang is a monk who used to be the master of Qingyunmen. Although his status is downgraded now, but on such an occasion, Sun Hao let him come forward, which can be regarded as giving him some face.

It was the first time for Zhenjun Paguang, who was floating in the air, to realize what a rising tide lifts all boats.

In the past, although Xuanyuan Baguang was the number one in Qingyun, those real monarchs sitting cross-legged in front of him absolutely looked down on him. How could he treat him with equal courtesy and amiability like now.

Especially the five top-level true masters, he had never seen any of them in the past.

Now, the Qingyun sect has become stronger, and these high-ranking guys are all kind to themselves.

Damn, I'm not strong, but I have cultivated a strong disciple, so I can follow him and do my best.

Greeting with fellows, enjoying the scenery of Qingyun, Zhenjun stripped naked with a trace of emotion, looked at the top of the pyramid, Sun Hao who was sitting side by side with Zhenjun Sirius, bowed slightly again, and called out: "Chen Xiang."

Sun Hao also bowed slightly, and said with a smile: "Pull up the ancestors, I have a heavy responsibility, please."

Zhenjun Baguang took a deep breath, said with a smile: "Chen Xiang, don't worry, Paguang will definitely live up to the trust."

Then, Master Paguang turned around and said, "Let's start."

Among the sea of ​​clouds, the eight true monarchs returned to the eight directions.

Qi Qi stretched out his hands, and sixteen huge palms appeared in the air. From eight directions, they all rushed towards the Hundred Thousand Mountains under the sea of ​​clouds.

The mountain rumbled like an earthquake, and the surface began to rise gradually due to the huge attraction force of the eight pairs of palms.

Xuanyuan yelled loudly, "Get up."

The ground surface, together with the flowers, plants and trees on it, soared into the air and slowly drifted upwards.

"Zhendong, Duixi, Linan, Kanbei, these four directions", Xuanyuan Paguang said loudly: "The northwest of Qian, the southwest of Kun, the northeast of Gen, the southeast of Xun, these four corners, the land of the four corners of the four corners, help me Qingyun Daochang, return bit."

Gui Ruling said weakly: "It's ingenious to build the foundation of the dojo with the earth from all directions in the day after tomorrow. Now, I really want to see what kind of function Qingyun Dojo will have."

The land of all directions, under the control of the eight Nascent Soul True Monarchs, gradually ascended into the sky.

The size of the eight lumps of soil is similar, and the parts cast by the monks can be vaguely seen among them. Presumably, this is also a part of the dojo built by Qing Yunmen long ago, and it is not a random mud.

Eight balls of dirt flew into the air, and under the control of the eight Nascent Soul True Monarchs, they flew towards the main peak of Qingyun, slowly spinning, and submerged into the sea of ​​clouds.

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