I picked up the villain after wearing the book

As Lian Lao's voice fell, Jiang Lian seemed to hear bursts of fairy sounds.

"What sound?" Jiang Lian paused, then asked.

He was sure that there were no auditory hallucinations, and it would not be the power of some formations. This was pure fairy sound.

Sometimes it's like a fairy rain, and sometimes the clouds and mists are steaming, the rhythm is extremely harmonious, and it sounds like there is even the sound of the great way.

Jiang Lian even heard in it that the vegetation grows and grows every year, and the natural changes of the world sometimes.

This shocked him quite a bit.

"You'll know when the headmaster arrives." Old Lian smiled and didn't respond directly.

Jiang Lian nodded slightly, and stopped asking.

Lian Lao just obeyed orders, and he didn't ask too many questions.

Now.

Jiang Lian didn't have any other worries, and he didn't think about what the crowd was up to. He just closed his eyes slowly, enjoying everything quietly.

Immortals, they all practice hard. As for the Wanbao Chamber of Commerce, they also sell some magic pills and artifacts, making a lot of money. As for others who are content with pleasure, it seems that there is not much sales.

The way of immortality is slim, and the way of humanity is boundless.

In order to get rid of the number of days in the dark, the cultivators fight against the heaven and the earth, and compete with all things.

Few people try to refine some way of enjoying themselves.

As for the second generation of immortals, it is even less likely to do so. The second generation of cultivators rarely have dandies.

Because their parents knew that although their practice was profound, they would inevitably have no enemies. If one day he fell, the younger generations would still have to rely on themselves to survive.

Because I have suffered through it, I don't want future generations to repeat the same mistakes.

The world of cultivating immortals is very cruel, let alone the survival of the fittest, it is almost the same.

As for being content with the status quo, that's okay, but there are indeed very few descendants of immortals who don't understand the difficulty of the immortal road.

Jiang Lian has only seen a generation of immortals who are more powerful than the previous generation. Although they are domineering and arrogant, they are not the kind who have no brains and only want to have fun for a while.

The Demon Lord's Iron Throne is made of gold and iron. Although it is embellished with patterns, it does not have the slightest bit of jewels. This is also the epitome of the entire world of cultivating immortals.

The fairy voice curled up, making Jiang Lian's thoughts clear, and the big white cat beside him muttered softly, "This rhythm should be made by Buddhist masters."

The big white cat feels the harmonious changes in the rhythm, and feels clear in his heart.

This kind of fairy sound really fascinates the listener, it can cleanse the soul, and suddenly give birth to Zen.

As for being completely enlightened and overwhelmed, there is no such thing.

However, like a gurgling stream, Fuling's heart is so good, it can be said.

"This should be the handwriting of the Qiyin sect of the hidden Buddhism in the Eastern Region." Jiang Lian slowly closed his eyes, and carefully understood, "It's just that I haven't heard of this song before."

"Headmaster is very knowledgeable. This is the "Longevity Song" specially composed by Zhangjiao Yan for Zhangjiao. It took Yan Zhangjiao a day and a night." Old Lian turned around and said with a smile.

Jiang Lian nodded. Longevity should be accumulated bit by bit, so the babbling fairy sounds complement each other.

There is no such special bondage, detached from everything, although there are twists and turns, but will eventually reach the other shore.

This Longevity sheet music is very good.

With great wisdom that transcends everything, ordinary people may be able to understand it after listening to it.

At Jiang Lian's level, he also heard the peace of mind.

Detachment.

It seems that Xiaoyan's ambition is not small.

However, Jiang Lian thought of a question, "Xiao Yan is also proficient in rhythm?"

"No, Master Yan learned it now." Old Lian said with pride on his face.

This is the head teacher of the Nine Profound Gate, hexagonal warrior!

Anything can be done quickly.

It took a total of two days, one day for studying, and the other day for composing such a magnificent piece of music.

In the past two days, it was rare for him to see that Headmaster Yan did not enter the training room, but devoted all his attention to the rhythm.

This kind of persistence is rare in the world.

Jiang Lian understood instantly.

Xiao Yan has a heart, this baby is not in vain, unlike Jing Qiong, even if he is strong, he seldom cares about the sect, although he also raises it, but he still feels that people still have to return to their roots.

In fact, he also knows that things in this world are not always the same. A good man has ambitions everywhere. Young people still have to go out and make a difference. As for him, he should stay in the sect and take care of his old age.

Soon, Xianyin was getting closer and closer, but she was still not in a hurry, but her voice was a little louder.

However, as it got closer, Jiang Lian seemed to have guessed something, and his eyes widened slightly.

The nine-headed phoenix chirped softly nearby, and put Jiang Lian's figure down.

The nine-headed phoenix flew towards the back mountain. Everything was in an orderly manner, as if it had been arranged long ago.

Jiang Lian stood in front of the mountain gate, which was wide open. The former guards seemed to be gone now, and there was only a road paved with spirit stones.

The spirit stones are crystal clear, and the precious light soars to the sky. However, these spirit stones have been smoothed and evenly paved on the road of the sect.

This road is paved with spirit stones, and I am afraid that the cost of it will cost at least a million.

Jiang Lian rarely felt what luxury felt like, but now he has experienced it.

With Lingshi, you can really do whatever you want!

Old Lian stood in front of him, leading Jiang Lian.

Walking along the way, there are some disciples on both sides, wearing disciple clothes. Although there is no special pomp, the disciples of Jiuxuanmen are the biggest pomp.

Listed on both sides, seeing Jiang Lian approaching, they all lowered their heads slightly.

Some even had excited eyes.

此前的几十年，姜练并未在仙门之中露过面，这些弟子皆以为掌教是神仙中人，是以，这些弟子几乎是自愿来迎接的，至于说所谓的排场，也不过It's just commonplace.

Walking into the Zongmen's martial arts arena, Jiang Lian saw the source of the fairy sound.

However, with just this one glance, Jiang Lian was a little sluggish.

A group of people stood there flying into the sky, rows of chime bells, jade flutes, even bamboo flutes, qin, basically, as long as they are musical instruments that can be imagined in the world of cultivating immortals, they are all reflected here.

Moreover, this group of people seemed to be working extremely hard, using spiritual energy to activate various magical weapons in front of them, and they were even said to be spiritual weapons.

It is no exaggeration to say that there are even a few strong Nascent Soul late stage players among them, and the strongest is a Nascent Soul peak!
Jiang Lian was silent for a while, he felt that Xiaoyan had brought the whole Qiyin sect here.

There are at least 200 people here, and their strength is not weak. The worst ones are all in the late stage of foundation establishment, and there are still very few. Most of them are in the Jindan stage. The fairy sounds played are naturally hundreds of miles away. can hear.

It is even said that some of these musical instruments are at the level of Lingbing, otherwise they should not be able to produce such a clear sound.

Most of these spiritual weapons are Buddhist artifacts, which contain rich Zen sounds. In this way, they even bless the Longevity Song for a more perfect interpretation.

The hidden sect, suddenly not hidden this time.

A sect with such strength is extremely powerful among the hidden sects.

However, it may be unprecedented to bring the entire sect here to play a song. No matter which sect it is, I am afraid that there is no such strength and ostentation.

As Jiang Lian could foresee, Xiaoyan's coercion and lure were done to the extreme.

After thinking about it, Jiang Lian sighed softly.

Even the big white cat on the side was stunned, "Great, big."

The Longevity Song was composed by myself, and the strong player who played it was a whole hidden fairy gate.

The Buddha sect is considered rare in the Eastern Region, and the Qiyin sect is also considered to be the top one.

Such a ceremony turned the entire Qiyinzong into a background board, which shows the greatness of the handwriting.

Isn't this Lingshi flower like flowing water?

Jiang Lian didn't say much. At this moment, Yan Lingxiu and others also came out of the hall.

He bowed far away to Jiang Lian, "Welcome Master to return."

Behind him, Shen Qiong, Shen Xu, Zhu Nanyou and the others also bowed slightly, "Welcome the head teacher back."

Only one person did not worship.

Jiang Lian looked over.

Jian Zun cupped his hands slightly, "Master Jiang, please come and be safe."

"Jianzun's visit will naturally make the Jiuxuanmen flourish." Jiang Lian greeted him with a smile almost subconsciously.

But halfway through the conversation, he realized that he was no longer the head teacher.

That's okay, don't engage in such nonsense.

He also returned the salute, smiled, and made no other moves.

As for Yan Lingxiu.
Jiang Lian glanced at Yan Lingxiu. Today's Headmaster Yan is dressed in white, as pure as snow, which is different from the whiteness of Sword Master. Sword Master is ruthless, while Yan Lingxiu is cold.

Today's Yan Lingxiu seems to be more mature than before he left.

Although it is said that after the golden core period, there will be little change in appearance, but if many strong people become famous as teenagers, they will not be frozen in their youth forever.

They will relax a little later, so most of the monks look like they are 21 or [-] years old.

Yan Lingxiu was a little more relaxed.

Today's him looks like a talented person. If he is placed in the secular human race, he should have just become an adult.

However, in his eyes, there was a confidence and tenacity that did not belong to this age.

well.

After Jiang Lian glanced at him, he said, "It's a good job, it's just a little extravagant."

"Master broke through the realm and added a strong man of the God Transformation Tribulation Stage to my immortal sect. Naturally, I want to celebrate." After finishing speaking, Yan Lingxiu glanced at the Qiyinzong people beside him.

It's like in the secular dynasty, if there is a happy event in the family, a troupe will be invited to sing a big play for three days and three nights.

It's just that this is not a secular dynasty, and the Qiyinzong is not a troupe.

Although it doesn't look much different from the opera troupe now
Jiang Lian nodded after hearing the words.

He also understood the meaning of Yan Lingxiu's words.

What he was talking about was adding a strong man to the sect. He didn't intend to let him go any further, but wanted to keep him in the sect with peace of mind.

Jiang Lian felt nothing.

After all, within the sect, there is enough for him to roam.

Now he really has no intention of leaving.

Of course, if there are other things, you can tell others to do them.

Among other things, Shen Xu Wang Miao, he can still move at will.

Today's Shen Xu has reached the peak of Yuanying's strength, and it is just around the corner to break through the stage of transformation into a god, which makes Jiang Lian's eyes admire.

"Now that the master has returned, then, get ready to worship the patriarch." Yan Lingxiu said, looking at Zhu Nanyou who was on the side.

Zhu Nanyou understood, and then he stood up and said, "The ancestral hall has been opened, Master, let's go and offer sacrifices."

Jiang Lian thought for a while, this step seems to be a bit grand, but it still seems reasonable, after all, he has broken through the realm, and it should be nothing to sacrifice to the ancestors of the sect.

"Okay." Jiang Lian nodded.

Zhu Nanyou had already prepared the procedure and read it out for a while.

After Jiang Lian heard this, he felt a little troublesome, and then waved his hand, "I'll go and offer some sticks of incense to the ancestors, and everything else will be avoided."

Zhu Nanyou glanced at Yan Lingxiu.

Yan Lingxiu was looking at Jiang Lian, and then nodded slightly, "Since Master doesn't like tediousness and trouble, let's start the banquet after offering a few sticks of incense."

The ancestral hall is not far from the main hall, but it is usually buried underground.

There is a space underground to store the ancestral hall, and raise the ancestral hall when in use.

Normally, they are piled up with buildings and locked firmly to prevent people from stepping on them by mistake.

At this moment, the ancestral hall has risen.

Jiang Lian glanced at a strong man like a black tower beside the ancestral hall. "."

Okay, Lao Hei was sent here to guard the ancestral hall.

Anyway, he is also a strong man who has survived several times of transformation into gods, which really does not save any face.

Only Huashen Jianzun at the side glanced at Twilight, and was very curious at first glance.

Here, it is obviously an important place for the ancestral hall, but this strong man like an iron tower doesn't seem to pay any attention to it. It's not that he is disrespectful to these ancestors, but that he himself is very loose.

Lying on a huge rocking chair, which should be custom-made, enjoying the sunshine, even with the head hanging back, the sleep was very sweet, and the saliva almost stopped flowing from the mouth.

However, at the second glance, Sword Master's entire spirit instantly tensed up.

Inexplicably, he felt an extremely dangerous feeling from this person.

He didn't feel the fluctuations in Twilight's realm before, and although he didn't feel it now, he believed in his own intuition!
It must have been beyond his cultivation so much that he didn't notice it.

However, as soon as this idea came out, he felt it was ridiculous.

In this world, there are such strong people?
Even at the peak of Transformation God, he wouldn't be unable to feel any fluctuations.

He thought about it for a while, then his eyes slowed down, but he focused slightly, "Monster Race?"

Jiang Lian walked past him, Lao Hei seemed to feel something, and opened his eyes.

On his head, which was thrown back, he saw the upside-down scene.

Then, almost subconsciously, with a jolt, he stood up from the recliner.

"Headmaster Jiang Jiang, you are back."

Sword Master was instantly confused.

Why does this powerful demon clan seem to be a little afraid of Teacher Jiang?