Chapter 1437

Since Yang Junshan achieved the golden immortal statue and left the world of Zhou Tian, he has a very deep feeling that although the extraterritorial starry sky is vast, the concentration of heaven and earth aura is much higher than that of the world of Zhou Tian.

On the contrary, the spirit of the origin of heaven and earth in the extraterritorial starry sky is extremely rare, and can even be described as extremely rare. However, the heavenly world contains the origin of heaven and earth far beyond the extraterritorial starry sky. Even after the monks have passed the thunder robbery, they can absorb the origin of heaven and earth from the heavenly world out of thin air for cultivation.

Although the origin of heaven and earth is also hard won in the heavenly world, it is a hundred times better than the extraterritorial starry sky.

In Yang Junshan's view, this may be one of the reasons why foreign great supernatural powers try their best to invade and break the heavenly world.

Yan Xinyuan Zongsheng's release of the origin of heaven and earth in the bamboo forest has consumed the accumulation of Jasper bamboo forest for many years. For the 36 immortal families present, it may take less than an hour, but in fact, it is enough to condense and refine the total origin of heaven and earth in three or two years.

It can be seen that this meeting gift can be called thick!

No wonder when the release of the origin of heaven and earth stopped and Yan Xinyuan Zongsheng appeared on the balcony, all immortal families in the bamboo forest grew up and said to Yan Zongsheng in unison: "thank Yan Zongsheng for his generosity!"

Yan Xinyuan called the immortal families to take their seats, and the disciples in the Confucian garden took action. All kinds of spiritual fruits and immortal brewed water generally came forward for the immortal families in the bamboo forest to enjoy.

After the immortal families congratulated Yan Zongsheng on his visit to the Dalai fairyland to enjoy the title of Zongsheng, with Yan Zongsheng's order, the Dalai fairyland banquet officially began, and the immortal zuns began to walk and talk with each other among the bamboo forests.

During the exchange of wine and preparation, the immortal families introduced and exchanged with each other. They talked about anecdotes in the starry sky, the cultivation methods of exchanging magical powers and secrets, and some transactions or cooperation intentions were reached in a seemingly relaxed and casual atmosphere.

Yang Junshan first saw this scene. Although he was not particularly adapted, he was barely able to cope with it. Even when Zhong Kui was busy talking with several strange immortal zuns and it was difficult to take him into account, Yang Junshan also knew several immortal zuns and had brief exchanges with each other.

Yang Junshan soon realized the benefits of joining such a banquet. Every immortal here has a legendary experience. Some anecdotes exchanged casually can increase people's experience. Some difficult discussions encountered in the process of cultivation are often enlightening, and even occasionally one or two opinions are quite refreshing, Just these make Yang Junshan feel worthwhile.

Yang Junshan has visited the golden fairyland for more than 300 years. Compared with these foreign immortals, his strength may be no worse or even better.

However, in terms of this inside information and experience, Yang Junshan has to admit that due to the relatively closed environment of the Zhou Tian world, it is still much worse than these accumulated immortals abroad.

Now, in this fairy feast, Yang Junshan sees everything and listens to everything, but speaks less and listens more

In this banquet, Yang Junshan, who speaks less and listens more, is like a dry sponge, tirelessly absorbing all the news about the extraterritorial star world and the existence above fairyland, so as to make up for his relatively weak experience and inside information.

However, a piece of news mentioned in many xianzun exchanges soon attracted Yang Junshan's attention.

At this time, Zhong Kui did not know where he came to Yang Junshan. As soon as he saw him, he whispered, "Yang Daoyou, did you hear the news?"

Yang Junshan was slightly stunned and said, "but the news that the twenty seventh seat world may have been born?"

Zhong Kui nodded, poured a cup of ice and fire Jiuchong brew into his mouth and said, "can you see who put out the news?"

Yang Junshan was surprised that Zhong Kui asked so, but said, "I don't know. Does Mr. Zhong suspect that the news is false?"

Zhong Kui shook his head and said with a smile, "it's not a fake news, but it's worth thinking about what's behind the person who released the news."

Seeing Zhong Kui's profound expression, Yang Junshan accidentally flashed a trace of irony. He moved in his heart and said, "does Mr. Zhong already understand the intention of the person who secretly sends out the news?"

Holding an empty cup in one hand, Zhong Kui casually pointed to the bamboo forest and said, "did Yang Daoyou ever find that the identities of the 36 immortals in the bamboo forest are different?"

When Yang Junshan heard the speech, his eyes swept over the immortal zuns in the bamboo forest without trace. He did not stay on any immortal Zun for even a moment, so as not to cause others' vigilance and misunderstanding. Then he shook his head and said, "I can't see it."

Zhong Kui looked down at the empty cup in his hand. It looked like random, but he said, "among the 36 immortal families in the Da Luo fairy feast, the immortal Zun of the Confucian family accounted for at least seven or eight."

Yang Junshan thought for a moment and said, "it's nothing. After all, Yan Xinyuan was born in the Confucian family. Naturally, he should take care of his own friars at the Da Luo fairy feast."

Zhong Kui shook his head with a mocking smile and said, "Yang Daoyou, take a closer look at these monks talking to each other. Are there one or two Confucian monks in every small circle of mutual communication?"

Yang Junshan knew that Zhong Kui was right without scanning his eyes again. He just didn't think of it for a moment, so he hesitated and said, "Mr. Zhong means that Confucian monks are deliberately walking about the news about the twenty seventh seat of the world? But what's their purpose?"

Zhong Kui shook his head and said, "although Zhong had a lot of roots with Confucianism in his early years, he actually joined the ghost family. It seems that he has a good relationship with a group of Confucianism, but it really involves the high-level secrets inside the Confucianism. People like Zhong are the most closely guarded objects."

Yang Junshan nodded, but on the surface it was a blank scene.

But Zhong Kui could see his eyes wandering back and forth in the bamboo forest, but he thought: "Seeing these Confucians spreading the news of the birth of the twenty seventh seat world, can we say that this world is also like the world of the sky, which is a rare large-scale one in the starry sky? The Confucians thought to themselves that one family alone can't eat the whole world, so they have to draw people around and want to gather everyone's strength to attack this world?"

Large plane world?

Yang Junshan scoffed from the bottom of his heart. If the twenty seventh face world talked about by Confucianism is really the nine day world, then he can be very sure that the nine day world is far worse than the Zhou day world in terms of size and details!

Apart from other things, when Yang Junshan and other seven or eight Zhoutian world's thunder robbers and Huangting Taoist practitioners sneaked into Jiutian world in order to steal the three wonders of Xianzang, six of them were acquired by Zhoutian world's monks when all forces on each continent and one or two Xianjun joined hands to encircle and suppress one person, so we can see the reality of Jiutian world's strength.

Yang Junshan would never talk about it, but without knowing it, Zhong Kui looked at the bamboo forest again and again, but he was more determined about his guess.

He nuzui and said to Yang Junshan: "You see, although more than half of the immortals invited to Yan Zongsheng Da Luo fairy feast are golden fairyland, most of them are loose immortals, or there are forces and backgrounds behind them. In fact, they can't rank among the stars. In this way, once the Confucianism takes the lead in attacking the 27th face of the world in the future, they can also firmly grasp the Lord Moving power, these immortals are scattered. Naturally, they can't be opponents of the whole Confucian family. "

Yang Junshan was surprised at Zhong Kui's eyes when he heard the speech, and said jokingly, "Mr. Zhong's words belittle himself. Can it be said that the ghost cultivation family is also the last in the starry world?"

Zhong Kui was slightly stunned and said with a bitter smile: "the ghost family is not the last strength, but Zhong, ha ha, it is not a popular role in the ghost family."

Yang Junshan was shocked and wanted to ask why, but Zhong Kui looked quite indifferent. Knowing that he didn't want to talk about it deeply, Yang Junshan stopped mentioning it.

It has to be said that what Zhong Kui said is very reasonable. If Yang Junshan had not already known the reality of the nine day world, I'm afraid he would also choose to believe Zhong Kui's inference.

Yang Junshan thought for a moment and asked in a low voice, "Mr. Zhong, how can Confucianism be sure that the nine day world must have been born?"

Zhong Kui thought for a moment and said in a deep voice, "there may be a monk in the twenty seventh face world who was captured alive by the Confucianism. Therefore, the Confucian sage inferred the approximate position of the face world hidden in the starry sky."

As soon as Zhong Kui's voice fell, he heard a clear bell ring, which attracted the attention of the immortal families in the bamboo forest to the central building.

However, Yan Zongsheng's gentle voice sounded on the balcony: "I'm lucky to have a glimpse of the fairyland of Dalai. Thanks to the appreciation of the immortal families, I have today's jade bamboo forest feast. In order to express my gratitude to the immortal families, I hereby play the piano for you. Please don't laugh at my poor piano skills."

As soon as Yan Zongsheng's voice fell, the immortal families who had just wandered freely in the bamboo forest had already returned to their seats and sat upright. They said in unison, "I would like to listen to Zongsheng's teachings. We are very grateful."

Yang Junshan saw that Zhong Kui beside him looked serious and ignorant. He asked in a low voice, "Mr. Zhong, what's this?"

Before Yang Junshan finished speaking, Zhong Kui made a silent gesture, interrupted his words, and said, "the highlight of this Da Luo fairy feast is coming."

Yang Junshan was slightly stunned. When he looked up, he saw Han Chongxian Zun, who had seen outside the Confucian garden, holding a plain piano in front of Yan Zongsheng.

Yang Junshan was so surprised that he followed the voice: "didn't he say he wanted to preach? How could he play the piano?"

Zhong Kui sneered and said: "Yang Daoyou, if Xianjia Avenue can be inherited only by talking, then the inheritance of fairyland will be too cheap! The immortal road is ethereal and difficult to see the end. Its practice process is only meaningful and unspeakable. Those who go first can only express their feelings in their own way, but how much and what others can learn from it vary from person to person It's too late. "

As soon as Zhong Kui's voice fell, Yang Junshan suddenly opened his eyes.

On the balcony, Yan Zongsheng's hands slowly fell on the horizontal strings in front of him, but in Yang Junshan's eyes, he felt that Yan Zongsheng's hands seemed to have crossed mysterious traces, and his hands seemed to have infinite mysteries hidden in them when they were still and moving.

With a slight flick of Yan Zongsheng's fingers, the first sound of "Zheng" rang through the whole bamboo forest, everything around seemed to be completely stagnant, and only the sound of string fluctuation was echoing between heaven and earth.