Who is Wang Baiyu?

There was a conflict at the Welcoming Station, and Wang Hao's identity and origin spread among the guests.

A boy who tests medicine, the body of a mortal, successfully awakens the destruction of spiritual roots. The spiritual master is merciful, and the True Lord Wuxia takes him as his disciple and then set foot in the gate of the immortal path.

"How can aborted spiritual roots be able to achieve perfect qi cultivation, open up the two meridians of heaven and earth, and achieve the holy realm of qi cultivation?" A woman from Ai Shuimen blurted out with an incredible look on the watch.

"The junior sister doesn't know anything. According to the news, Wang Baiyun is extremely favored by the True Lord Wuxia, and he does not hesitate to consume his spiritual source and encourage his spiritual root level!"

"It is a taboo for the immortal sect to damage one's own spiritual source... Even if the Wuxia Zhenjun is born with a natural spiritual body and his peerless talent will also affect his own foundation!"

"Even if the foundation of Jindan Zhenjun is damaged, he will be supplemented with elixirs and devote himself to practicing, and he will still be able to make up for it in time!"

"The key is that I really love my disciples. A waste of spiritual roots is cultivated into the Qi Practice Holy Realm... The pride of heaven in Jinluo Palace is so powerful, but when I encounter the Qi Practice Holy Realm, I am still crushed!"

The viewing platform was full of discussions. Some were curious, some were amazed, and some were jealous... Especially Jin Shijie, when he heard his fellow practitioners mentioned the three words "Wang Baiyun", he was full of anger and expressed his words. He hated him to the core.

"Is Qi training holy realm amazing?"

"When I return to the sect, I will ask the ancestor to fulfill his promise and obtain a place to enter the secret realm... Wang Baiyun, wait, when I return from the secret realm, I will avenge the humiliation today!"

Jin Shijie was calculating and looked at Wang Hao who led his members to the front of the hall and stood bent, his anger gradually faded away, and his face turned sinister.

The guests arrived all the time. The master did not see him. Wang Hao took out his identity token and was waiting to send a message to his master. Who knew that the master would send a message to him first.

The spiritual consciousness swept away. The sound of the master's almost roaring words rang in his ears.

"Baiyun, this is the dress you prepared for your teacher... What the hell? Can you wear it out to meet people?"

Wang Hao was stunned after hearing this. The dress was designed by him personally, and it was designed in the style of a wide-sleeved fairy skirt in his previous life. Its shape is gorgeous, elegant and noble, and is most suitable for dresses.

If this skirt is flawed, it may be that the opening of the chest is slightly larger, which is easy to expose spring light. It is nothing for Wang Hao, and the exposing point can better highlight the skirt and highlight the unparalleled face of the master, but his master obviously cannot accept it.

Master is conservative!

Wang Hao was touched, thought for a while, and quickly responded: "Master, the broad-sleeved fairy skirt is unparalleled in the world. If you think your mind is flawed, you can add a piece of gauze to cover it."

After receiving the reply for a while, there was only one sentence, Baiyun, please wait for your teacher!

He tried his best to make a wide-sleeved fairy skirt, and not only did he receive any praise, but he might be "settling the accounts after autumn". Wang Hao was a little depressed.

Not long after, accompanied by a huge roar, flames rose from all directions of the peak at the same time, and four fire meteors rose from the southeast and west to the sky.

The meteors are fierce and meet on the viewing platform, colliding together, and falling colorfully like fireworks.

The powerful fire is spiritual power, which spreads in the air, forming a fire-burning cloud of ten miles apart.

Due to human power, the power is so powerful.

On the viewing platform, whether it is a monk of this vein or a powerful Jindan in another sect, they were all shocked by the scene they saw.

"But just as soon as you enter the Golden Pill, you can cultivate the Fire Practice magical power to such a state. Nie Wuxia is worthy of being the proud daughter of the Seven Secretariat Sect!" The East Lei Zhenjun of Jinluo Palace was full of shock, and a deep fear flashed in his eyes.

Not only him, but the guests on the watchtower were shocked by their magical powers and were in a state of mind.

call!

Deep in the fire clouds, a figure slowly descended. But she saw her graceful figure, with a purple silk skirt flying, and a diamond yarn wrapped around her. She looked like a fairy in the sky, and she was not touched by any vulgarity.

"The diamond sha covers it... Isn't this beautiful, is it fairy!"

Wang Hao was dazzled and puzzled. He sighed that he designed a wide-sleeved fairy skirt with his own hands. With his master's support, no woman in this world can match her.

A displeasing look came.

Wang Hao suddenly woke up, withdrew his gaze, and stood up honestly.

Nie Wuxia fell straight from the air and sat in the center of the hall. Today she is the main master, and even the true lord of the sect leader can only sit next to her.

"Congratulations to Master, great joy in the promotion!"

Wang Hao led the way. A group of disciples from the rank of their own lineage knelt on the ground and congratulated each other in unison.

"Congratulations to the ancestor Wuxia, for his great joy in the promotion!"

"Congratulations to Junior Sister Wuxia (Fellow Daoist), for her great joy in the promotion!"

The monks of this vein, including Ziyang Zhenjun, and guests who came to congratulate each other, stood up and shouted to congratulate him.

Nie Wuxia smiled, her beautiful eyes flowed, and her eyes were powerful. She saw her red lips lightly opened, and her crisp and nice voice as if she was like a yellow oriole, instantly spreading across the entire viewing platform. "Thank you, fellow Taoists, for coming to watch. From now on, I will be promoted to the position of the Medicine Poison Peak. I hope to work together with this sect and fellow practitioners to maintain the order of the Yunzhou Immortal Sect... If there is any violation, I will die and be abandoned by heaven and earth!"

Ziyang Zhenjun stood up first, smiled, and held his palm up to celebrate: "The head of the Seven Secrets Sect, Ziyang's understanding!"

"Seven Secret Sect, the Lord of Chilian Peak, Man Huijian!"

"Seven Secret Sect, the Lord of Tianlu Peak, Yuan Qingjian!"

"Seven Secret Sects, the Lord of Lingjiu Peak..."

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The Master of the Master of the Sect, the Master of the Pedestrians, and the Master of the Pedestrians. Then it was the Jinluo Palace, Fulong Temple and Kuishui Gate. In Wang Hao's eyes, these old guys not only came to watch the ceremony, but also seemed to represent the forces of the various immortal sects, and recognized the Master as the Master of the Master of the Seven Secret Sect's Medicine Poison Pedestrians.

After the unique ceremony, all parties began to present congratulations. The masters of each sect's sect were not stingy and presented valuable congratulations that matched the identity of the Jindan Zhenjun. Even Wanren Peak, who had always been incompatible with the same Medicine Poison Peak, had also received a sword order. This treasure sealed the Golden Pill Sword Cultivation of Three Sword Qi, and was sacrificed to induce it. It can kill the cultivators below the Jindan in an instant, with infinite power.

The masters of each sect’s meridian peak are extraordinary. The same is true for other schools. They present rare treasures, among which the most important gifts are Aoi Shui Gate.

There are five bottles of Tianyi Holy Water, and ten pieces of Sunflower Water Thunder Essence.

Tianyi Holy Water is a specialty of Kui Shuimen, which has the magical effect of instantly restoring true essence and spiritual power, and eliminating poisons and evil spirits. Kui Shui Thunder Essence is an advanced magic weapon for Kui Shui Yin Thunder. One activates it and can stimulate a power comparable to the mid-stage Golden Pill.

The gift was precious. Even Nie Wuxia was moved by it and smiled kindly at the true Lord of Miaoyu of Ai Shuimen: "The gift of the sect is worthy of Wuxia!"

"My fellow Taoist is promoted to the throne, and my sect should prepare some small gifts to congratulate you!" Mr. Miaoyu's words were very polite and had a good friend.

Nie Wuxia didn't say anything after hearing this. The two sects had a good relationship, and her close friend came from Aoi Shuimen. Now she is in a high position. Aoi Shuimen has released goodwill to make friends, and everything is taken for granted.

The ceremony ended. At the beginning of the banquet, Wang Hao personally organized it. Hundreds of female disciples held trays and presented various spiritual wine and delicacies. Before the banquet, Nie Wuxia slowly stood up and announced solemnly: "From now on, all the disciples of my Yao Du Peak's legitimate lineage will be promoted to true disciples!"

"Thank you, Master!"

Li Shifang and others were overjoyed. They all bowed to the ground and called on the master to the great kindness. Wang Hao was no exception. Of course, he knew why his fellow disciples were ecstatic. The master was all registered disciples and enjoyed the treatment of the true disciples of this vein. Now he was promoted to a higher level, and according to the rules, the true disciples of this vein will enjoy the treatment of the personal disciples of this vein. All resources are tilted, as long as they are not too useless, there should be no problem in building foundations in the future.

After thanking the disciples, the disciples stood up, but Wang Hao still knelt on the ground. It was not that he couldn't get up, but that an invisible force enveloped him, which made him unable to get up.

"What about 'set the accounts after autumn'?" Wang Hao was extremely depressed.

"Hundred Falls!" The master's clear and majestic voice came.

Wang Hao was unhappy and expressed his respect: "Disciple is here!"

Nie Wuxia came to Wang Hao in one step, put his jade hand on the sky above his head, looked around with beautiful eyes, and opened his red lips: "From today, you are the only disciple who is the one who is the one who is the one who is the one who is the one who is the one who is the one who is the one who is the one who is the only disciple!"

These words contained true essence and spiritual power, just like the sound of heaven and earth, resounding throughout the entire mountain gate of the Seven Secretariat Sect and echoing endlessly.

There is no punishment, only kindness and reward. The only disciple of the master, the senior brother of the master, the chief of the Yaodu Peak... all kinds of honors and titles are put into their own hands.

Wang Hao didn't react for a moment and was a little confused.
Chapter completed!