Chapter 351: Turmoil

"What's wrong?" Han Yue asked.
Ouyang Ke sighed: "I'm worried about their Tianyuanzong. This time the Giant Sword Sect specializes in picking up soft persimmons and challenge Tianyuanzong by name..."
Han Yue also became worried, and said, "Are you worried that they will lose?"
Ouyang Ke said worriedly: "You've always heard of the last centenary meeting. The Sun Moon Temple defeated Weiyang Palace and replaced it. After that, the wall fell and everyone pushed, and Weiyang Palace suffered heavy losses in successive battles. Three real people All the ancestors of the middle-level cultivation base have fallen, and they are completely reduced to a sect.
Han Yue said: "I heard my father say that Tian Yuanzong now doesn't even have a real-world ancestor sitting in town. What is going on?"
Ouyang Ke shook his head and said: "There are different opinions, and I don’t know whether it’s true or false. I only hope that Tian Yuanzong can tide over the difficulties in this Centennial Party. Otherwise, we will lose a true friend in the Purple Cloud Palace. There has been a subtle change. You know, the eight major factions have coveted the first position for hundreds of years."
"I hope Brother Zhou will not be in danger."
Han Yue didn't understand this, he was just worried about Zhou Xing.
Three days passed in a flash.
The Centennial Conference is officially opened!
The participating sects of the Centennial Conference are: Zixiao Palace, Tianyuanzong, Lingyin Mountain, Fire Dragon Peak, Naolong Island, Tongtian Temple, Withered Wood School, Zhenyi Sect, Sun Moon Temple, and Longevity Valley.
Challenge martial art: Great Sword Sect.
In the Zixiao Hall, the suzerain of the eleven major sects sits around a giant round table, and the disciples of each school stand respectfully behind the suzerain.
As the host of all the centennial meetings, Han Jingyu, the lord of the Zixiao Palace, sat in the main seat. There is an empty seat next to him.
The Great Sword Sect Master Shangguan Wuji sat opposite him, with his back to the gate.
Standing behind Facheng, Zhou Xing secretly looked at everyone, and soon saw a few familiar faces, all "old friends" who wanted to put him to death in the Red Feather Secret Realm.
The other party also saw him, all sneered, with an expression that would look lively.
When everything is ready, Han Jingyu laughed loudly: "Dear friends, the Centennial Party held every 100 years has begun again. I have met many old friends and made many new friends. Han is very happy and welcomes everyone here! "
Everyone laughed, and the atmosphere in the hall suddenly became harmonious. Those who didn’t know each other said compliments of
Long Yang
and
Happy Meeting
, but none of the disciples behind them laughed, and they still stood motionlessly, as if Wood carving clay sculptures are general.
Han Jingyu added: "Counting this time, the Centennial Conference has been held nine times since its establishment. It has formulated the standards of the cultivation of immortals, martial arts, competitions, mergers, etc., totaling 1,900. Thirty-six articles have greatly maintained the stability and unity of the cultivating world, and have made great contributions to the orderly development of various schools and factions! And have been commended by the court! This time, my Majesty the Emperor of the Zhou Dynasty specially sent a minister of ceremonies Master Zhou Kunzhou's presence at the Centennial Party is indeed the greatest glory of my Centennial Party for nearly a thousand years! Fellow friends, please join me in inviting Master Zhou!"
Before the words were over, everyone was shocked. Senior officials from the Great Zhou Dynasty attended the Centennial Meeting. This was unprecedented! As Han Jingyu stood up, the other sect masters also stood up.
Under the gaze of everyone, behind the curtain, a middle-aged man in a purple official uniform walked out slowly. The man's face was like a crown jade, he was handsome, he was immortal, and he was a top-grade figure.
There are giants in the world of cultivating immortals in the main hall, and many people immediately realized that Lord Zhou was actually an intermediate monk in the Yuan Ying stage.
The rumor that the officials of the Great Zhou Dynasty were all practitioners is indeed true!
The appearance of Master Zhou made the hall suddenly quiet.
Zhou Kun smiled, pressed his hands slightly, and said to everyone: "Dear friends from the south and the north, most of them are not the people of my Da Zhou. Naturally, they don’t need to be controlled by my Da Zhou etiquette. Since we are destined to be here. When you get together, you are friends. You don’t need to be formal, please sit down.
Everyone looked at each other, and no one was seated.
The court of an ordinary country can be called a dynasty, while the Great Zhou Dynasty is called a fairy dynasty. In an ordinary country, no matter how strong the imperial court is, it is also composed of mortals. In better cases, there will be a number of immortal houses in the imperial house, and the cultivation base will not exceed the Golden Core Realm. Get the upper hand, but the former had to pinch his nose to recognize bad luck and suffer from dumb loss, so the mortals never put the mortal court in the eyes of the cultivator.
The Great Zhou Dynasty was quite different. A court composed of a large number of great practitioners, under the jurisdiction of hundreds of millions of people and millions of armies, played against the Xianjia School, the latter often did not even dare to give birth to the courage to resist. , Even the super fairy family like Zixiao Palace. And the most important thing is that the emperor of the Great Zhou Dynasty is truly commanded by the sky, and is the only strongest practitioner on the Xuanzhen Continent who can receive the fairy encyclical.
According to legend, the founding emperor of the Great Zhou Dynasty was a true immortal from the fairy world.
Seeing that no one was seated, Zhou Kun smiled faintly, and continued: "This official is honored to participate in the Centennial Festival for the first time, and I also feel that I have a heavy responsibility on my shoulders, because this trip is appointed by your Majesty to announce a message to everyone. A month ago , His Majesty Yu Shengxiantai received a fairy decree. The decree said that this time the turmoil of the gods will come three hundred years in advance. In other words, we only have one hundred and thirty years left."
"The world is in chaos?" There was a commotion in the hall, and the overwhelming majority of the eleven great immortal sects had never heard this statement.
Fa Cheng frowned slightly, and Hong Hai was also confused.
Zhou Kun had expected that he would press his hands again, signalling everyone to be quiet, and said: "The chaos of the gods is a catastrophe that occurs once every 10,000 years on the Profound True Continent. The longest inheritance of the sect of friends of immortals is only one or two. Thousands of years, it’s not strange to be unclear."
The lord of the Sun Moon Temple is a woman, surnamed Lan, named Lan Lan. She respectfully asked: "Master Zhou, can you explain in detail what is the chaos of the heavens?"
Zhou Kun sighed slightly, and said: "According to my Secret Code, there will be a turbulent world every 10,000 years in the Profound True Continent, which often lasts for a hundred years, and countless celestial demons who do not know where they come from will flood into the three realms of humans, immortals, and ghosts. Heavenly demon cultivation is advanced, cunning by nature, and extremely bloodthirsty. Whenever they go, they kill practitioners first, then mortals, and wantonly create a sea of ​​corpses. And their combat power is so strong that even real-world cultivators can hardly resist. ."
After hearing what Zhou Kun said, everyone was shocked! Some people are dubious, but most believe more than doubt.
Zhou Kun easily guessed what everyone was thinking, and continued: "The things that happened ten thousand years ago are too long, so I won’t talk about it for now. Everyone still remember that 80 years ago, I issued a war order to the Emperor. My sergeant found a small number of heavenly demons in the ancient battlefield, but in order not to cause panic, I claimed to have discovered a monster invasion, and called on the Xuanzhen Continent, including the ten major factions, to deploy their forces to suppress it. Everyone didn’t pay much attention to it. They just sent some people symbolically. It was a drop in the bucket, and most of them died on the battlefield.