Chapter 480: Chapter 340: August 8th, Heavenly Master Ceremony!_3
“Naturally.”
The opinions of the two “people” coincided for a change, and Emperor Beiyin of Fengdu nodded, saying, “Cui Jue, go back and prepare some gifts; tomorrow, you will go to the mortal world on my behalf…”
Lord Cui dutifully went back to Fengdu City.
What he didn’t know was that after he left the netherworld, Emperor Beiyin of Fengdu informed the Ghost Emperors of the five directions and the Ten Halls Yama Kings about this matter…
……
In the mortal world.
Xi Xia Ghost Market.
Yue Qiluo first summoned the Nine Major Ghost Generals and then selected 1,000 elite soldiers from both Xi Xia and Fengdu Ghost Markets…
These so-called elite soldiers were ghosts whose weakest were at the level of Red Robe!
Among them, there were even some “Ghost Kings.”
They arrived at Xishan Town on the evening of Lunar August 7th.
At the same time.
Li Clan of Longxi.
The back mountain.
Li Yihong, the current head of the Li Clan, was standing nervously with the clan’s high-ranking members in front of the mountain cliff.
“Li Yihong, current head of the Longxi Li Clan, and the younger generation of the Li Clan… pay respects to the two Patriarchs for coming out of seclusion!”
Following Li Yihong’s loud voice.
The next moment…
Hum!
Ripples appeared on the mountain cliff in front of them.
Then two elderly men dressed in ancient clothes stepped out of the mountain cliff.
They were described as elderly because their hair and beard were white… However, both of them had robust and strong physiques, giving off a sense of “growing stronger with age.”
Behind them, a group of people followed.
This group of people were all formidable in their own right, with seven single Martial Arts Heavenly Being Realm experts, while the rest were mostly Martial Arts Grandmasters!
These members of the Li Clan were living within the blessed land of Dongtian, and now that the Patriarchs had come out of seclusion, they had all returned to the mortal world together!
It had been 600 years since the Li Clan Patriarchs went into seclusion, and now that they had come out, it was a great joy for the Longxi Li Clan. Disciples of the Li Clan from all over the country had already come back, and their grand “historical ancestral house” was brightly lit and filled with festive atmosphere.
Seeing the intentions of the younger generation, the two Patriarchs of the Li Clan naturally wouldn’t refuse.
After the banquet.
After meeting some direct descendants of the Li Clan, the two Patriarchs quickly left the Longxi Li Clan’s ancestral house and went to the outside world.
On their bodies, the true meaning of Martial Arts of the Land Immortal level was faintly blooming…
Suddenly, one after another, figures flew in at high speed.
These people were all Land Immortals, they were the Old Ancestors of the other five major clans. In addition, several Old Ancestors of the martial world’s sects had also arrived.
“Hmm?”
One of the Li Clan Patriarchs looked around with a frown, asking, “Where are the Daoists? Aren’t they also going to deal with Wang Hou?”
An Old Ancestor from a martial sect replied, “I have contacted all the major Daoist sects. Headmaster Morris of Maoshan Sect said that their ancestor is in seclusion and not convenient to come out… As for Dragon Tiger Mountain, they have close ties with the government and won’t take action. As for the Quanzhen Sect, they are now led by the Old Ancestors of Zongsheng Palace, and it’s good enough that they don’t help Wang Hou.”
“But Yuanxuan Daoist Temple is willing to lend a hand.”
Li Clan Patriarch wondered, “What kind of Daoist sect is Yuanxuan Daoist Temple?”
After the Old Ancestor from the martial sect explained, the Li Clan Patriarch sneered, “A mere Daoist temple established only a few decades ago dares to call itself a major Daoist sect? Do they have the background and strength to cooperate with us?”
At this moment, a sudden burst of light appeared in the distant night sky.
A voice came from afar—
“Amitabha… Dear patrons, I have come uninvited, and I hope you can forgive me.”
Everyone was puzzled, asking, “You Buddhists always stay out of worldly affairs, so why… do you want to come out too?”
The old monk, draped in a kasaya and carrying a monk’s staff, held one hand vertically in front of his chest and said, “Amitabha… We, Buddhist disciples, do not wish to be involved in petty worldly affairs, but Wang Hou’s actions are tyrannical and tainted by evil spirits. If we do not restrain him, there will be no peace in our Da Xia martial world!”
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“Damn it!”
Far away.
High above the clouds.
Wang Hou was sitting cross-legged in the clouds, quietly watching this scene unfold, and muttering coldly, “These old bald dogs… I just asked them to lend me a few martial arts techniques, and now they want to kill me too?”
He sneered a few times and disappeared where he stood.
It was as if a gentle breeze had just blown by…
None of those Land Immortals in the distance noticed.
Time went by.
Soon, it was daylight.
When the first ray of sunshine in the morning fell into the Xishan Wanshou Palace Daoist temple, Xu Yang, attended by Yun Mengxi, Liu Shishi, and the other women, had already put on his yellow Heavenly Master ritual clothing, his Daoist mitre, and walked out of his room.
Outside.
Old Master hurried over and said, “Xu Yang, why are you getting up so late? Quick… Come out of the palace with me to greet the guests; the forces from various factions will be here soon!”
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PS: A 4600+ word chapter, begging for monthly tickets, recommendation tickets!