Chapter 1195

On the fifth day of May, Zuntian territory!

On the day of your birthday. The sky is full of sunshine and auspicious atmosphere. The fragrance is surrounded by bursts of fragrance. Countless immortal birds and animals are flying in Zuntian territory, and the fairy music is floating. It is a grand plan of a prosperous age.

One strong man after another went to Zuntian Hall Square to celebrate the birthday of the sage.

The house of sin and death.

Yin hen Tian once again paid homage to Yan Chuan: "thank you for the perfection of the holy king."

Yan Chuan affirmed: "if you want to do it, then do it. No matter what the result is, no matter how many enemies are attracted, since you are a minister of Dazhen, Dazhen will help you in all difficulties!"

Yin Hentian's eyes were moved and said: "the most fortunate thing in my life is to be a minister in Dazhen!"

"Go, the saint's birthday begins!" Yan Chuan said with a smile.

"Yes The crowd nodded.

Out of the sin death hall, on the Dragon chariot, toward the direction of Zuntian temple.

Before we got near, we could see countless rays in the distance, and countless practitioners gathered from all directions.

"Worship the Lord of heaven, Chen Baitian, and send jiuzhuan tianhuozhu to congratulate the sage for thousands of years and endless longevity!"

"Tian Ren Dao Jun, Fu Su, send a volume of the sage's posthumous letter, congratulating the sage for all generations of immortals and blessings!"

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In front of the Zuntian temple, a group of strong men presented their treasures to celebrate the saint's birthday.

The hall of reverence for heaven has not yet come out.

The first disciple of the sage, all of whom Huabing received.

"Worship God, please come here. My ancestors have been thinking about you for a long time. After this birthday banquet, we must stay in Zuntian territory for more time!" Ice melting reception.

"Tianren Daojun? My ancestors have often mentioned you. When I see you today, you are really extraordinary. Please! " Hua Bing smiles at a man who is elegant and handsome.

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Zuntian Hall Square, a lively scene.

Zuntian Hall Square is divided into two areas, Shangke district and Xiake district. Shangke district is the leader of each territory, the strong person of big family, or ancestor immortal. Can be nearest to the saint.

The rest of the guests were seated in the drop off area. Although you can also see the Zuntian hall, but there is some distance.

At the time when people were entertaining and getting to know each other.

"Look, it's old devil Yan!" Suddenly someone called.

To respect the territory of heaven, you may not know any cultivator except saints, but you must know the great achievements of Yan Laomo.

Robbing the coffin of heaven? What a bad name?

Some time ago, it was just the excavation of the corpse coffin of heaven. Now it has been several months. As everyone knows, Yan Chuan has devoured an ancestral immortal. The power is enormous, the devil is wild. All the practitioners who went to "eliminate demons and defend the way" lost their armor and armor.

At the moment, the Dragon chariot is flying, and many practitioners are red eyed, but more curious.

Not all of us follow suit. The news from Tianren palace was quickly analyzed. Yan Chuan and zuojiagan were involved. Zuojia is a huge thing. What is Yan Chuan's virtue?

The Dragon chariot fell in the corner of the square.

A total of 16 people came to the boarding area where the left family was sitting. Among them, Zuo Qing had slightly narrowed eyes and a cold light in his eyes.

The children of Hua's family, who were in charge of the reception, also flashed one by one.

Hua Tianjun looks ugly.

Ice melting, however, came forward with a trace of curiosity.

"This must be the emperor of Yan. He turned his desolation to Dazhen. Thanks to Yan's care!" Ice melting passenger airway.

Yan Chuan looks at ice melting.

"Holy king, this is Huabing, the first person in Huajia except for Laozu!" He explained.

Yan Chuan shook his head and said, "it's all my own ability to turn desolation into Dazhen. I didn't take care of him. He deserves what he gets

"Oh?" A little curiosity flashed in Huabing's eyes.

"Yan Di, the Dragon chariot will be put here for the time being. Our ancestors have arranged a seat for you. Please!" Hua Bing said with a smile.

"Well!"

Yan Chuan nodded.

Under the Dragon chariot. Yan Chuan is ahead of Huabing. Guiguzi, Yin Hentian and huadesolate walk in the rear.

A group of people walk through the square, the original noise suddenly quiet. Separate a road and let Yan Chuan and his party walk through it. The expression of Yan Chuan suddenly became complicated.

Because the seats of Yan Chuan and his party are in the loading area? Is it just because he's a Zuxian?

Many practitioners showed their dissatisfaction, but no one dared to be presumptuous.

Yan Chuan and his party set foot on the loading area.

A group of strong people in the upper passenger area also cast a curious look.

The boarding area is divided into 18 districts.

In Zuojia District, 16 people were flashing, sneering, sarcastic, dignified and worried. A trace of resentment flashed in Zuo Qing's eyes.

And Tianren Daojun community, Fu Su eyes flash. At the moment, holding a folding fan, the right hand gently pinched, as if to cover up a agitation in the heart.Yan Chuan stepped into the boarding area and looked around 18 districts. He saw where Fusu was. He didn't show much expression. He flashed by, as if he didn't care about Fusu at all.

Slowly, into their own small area.

With a black robe on the table, Yan Chuan sat down and ate delicious food and wine on the table. There are all kinds of things. There are servants who are in charge of serving.

Guiguzi sat aside and said, "the holy king, the ruler of the East Outer continent of the underworld, has come to a quarter, and the left family from inner Antarctica seems to be the most powerful force in this trip! It's not good to come here

Yan Chuan nodded.

Yin hen Tian looked to the left, and a hatred flashed in his eyes.

"Holy king, I'm going to see my ancestors!" Turn desolate respectfully way.

"Go ahead and honor heaven's birthday. You are also his descendants. Don't worry about us today! Besides, since I'm here to celebrate, this is a gift! " Yan Chuan handed out a scroll.

"Yes To be desolate should be heard.

"Da Zhen Sheng Ting, Yan Chuan, send a volume of calligraphy by Yan Chuan to celebrate the sage!" Turn desolate, holding the scroll to the gift area.

Your own handwriting?

Around countless practitioners look at Yan Chuan with disdain. Is this gift too stingy?

Not far away, the Lord of the territory of worshipping heaven and Fusu nearby said with a smile: "ha ha, brother Fusu, you and I have known each other for many years, and I have met many stingy people. But today, I have learned a lot. My handwriting? Ha ha, he thought it was the same as your saint's letter? "

Fu Su adjusted the folding fan in his hand and shook his head slightly:" brother Chen, you underestimate that pair of calligraphy. Compared with the letter I sent to the sage, it is nothing at all! "

"Oh?" Chen Baitian was slightly surprised.

"If you can ask the sage for this handwritten script, I can assure you that in a short time, most of you will exchange this handwritten script with you only with this handwriting, the immortal utensil of the world's ancestors!" Fusu said with a smile.

"What? Just a word Chen Baitian didn't believe it.

Fusu smiles and doesn't explain.

Gradually, Zuntian hall square has been full, there are many uninvited, far outside the Zuntian Hall Square to watch.

"Boom!"

The gate of Zuntian hall opened slowly.

For a time, the original noisy Zuntian Hall Square, instantly quiet down, all people look.

As the gate opened gradually, a white light came out of the hall to all the people. For a while, those who were covered by the white light suddenly felt comfortable, as if the cultivation which had not been broken through for many years was ready to move again.

White light, out of a white figure, a man in white, slowly out, followed by a number of disciples, descendants.

The man's face was blurred and could not be seen clearly. But it has a breath of admiration that makes all people worship.

"See the saint From all directions, countless practitioners got up and worshipped respectfully.

Only a very small number of people did not get up.

The man who is covered with holy light and has a vague face is a saint who respects heaven.

"Sit down, gentlemen!" Hua Zuntian said softly.

The sound is not big, but it can be transmitted to all people in an instant.

"Thank you, saint!" Everyone sat down.

"I'm very grateful to all of you for coming to this 1.5 million birthday banquet." Hua Zuntian's voice was soft.

"The saint is very kind."

"I'll wait for the pleasure!"

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There were countless polite voices around.

Huazuntian nodded his head and said, "the gods of ancient times are running for heaven and earth. Heaven is on the top, and it is a pity that the disaster in ancient times is finally ushered in. The heaven is dead, the way of heaven collapses, and the world is in great sorrow and suffering!"

When huazuntian opened his mouth, the mood of all the people around him was aroused.

"Before ancient times, under the guidance of heaven, all the heroes in the world fought for immortality, for detachment and for everyone like a dragon. It's a pity that no one can stop the catastrophe. Even the sky also falls in the catastrophe, and all the people are suffering. We only hope that when the catastrophe comes again, the common people can survive! " Hua Zuntian sighed slightly.

Around, countless practitioners frowned.

Obviously, what huazuntian said now deviates from the joy of longevity.

It's like seeing everyone's doubts. Hua Zuntian took a deep breath: "a million years, after a long time, maybe the catastrophe will come again. Once it reaches again, all the people in the world may be spared!"

"What?" Around, countless practitioners showed a blank look.

"Everyone knows that I respect heaven and don't pay attention to the scene. In my old birthday, I've never held such a feast. But this time, we invite all the heroes from the underworld. Of course, most of them failed to come, but I'm satisfied to be here!" Hua Zuntian said.

It's not for the sake of birthday that countless practitioners around me are in a daze?

"Not long ago, I had contact with three other sages. I would like to strengthen the world with the knowledge of our four sages. Starting from me, we will preach separately. I hope you will make this trip worthwhile." To respect heaven and solemnly.Preaching?

"Coax ～～～～～～～～～～～～～～～～!"

Zuntian Hall Square, as if suddenly fried a pot.

Sage preaching? Sage preaching? today?

Countless practitioners showed their excitement and were glad that they could come and celebrate their birthday. We should know that saints are now the most top-level existence in heaven and earth. When sages preach, their words must be like a rock, which is the experience of saints' practice!

"Great virtue of saints!"

"Great kindness of saints!"

From all directions came the sound of excited cheers.

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