C914 Disciple Recruitment Ceremony
C914 Disciple Recruitment Ceremony
Ten years had passed, and the world had changed.
Compared to more than ten years ago, the Seven Stars Mountain Range had undergone a tremendous change. The Seven Stars Mountain Range, which was originally only about three hundred thousand miles long, had now expanded by more than ten times. It was over ten million miles long, almost crossing the entire western region of the Great Tang Dynasty. This was also the Great Tang Dynasty's war in the north and south during these years. It had almost occupied half of the South Mountain Domain, otherwise. . . It was afraid that the Great Tang Dynasty wouldn't be able to accommodate such a huge monster.
Currently, the Seven Stars Mountain Range had become the indisputable number one spiritual mountain in the South Mountain Domain: Tianshu, Tianquan, Kaiyang, and other places like the Seven Main Peaks. Each of them was as tall as one million feet. Not only that, they were like peerless divine spears that could pierce through the sky and support the entire world.
The abundance of spiritual energy was beyond the imagination of the world. Not to mention some lower regions, even in the ten great Superior Field, there was not a single spiritual mountain that could be compared to it. Even in the only special region of the Barren State, Heavenly Desolate Domain, it was still a first-class spiritual mountain.
Only the Holy Spirit Mountain in Northern Wasteland Courtyard could suppress it.
Before Yang Fann left, he had taken all the Divine Water Palaces from the Divine Water Palace and other top forces and sent them all into Seven Stars Mountain Range. There were a total of eighteen Exquisite Grade Spirit Veins, which was enough to make countless top forces in Heavenly Desolate Domain jealous and jealous. Many top forces only had two or three Exquisite Grade Spirit Veins to suppress the luck of Sect.
And with so many Exquisite Grade Spirit Veins, Seven Stars Sect had become another great Holy Land Of Martial Arts of the Northern Barren State. The cultivation of the disciples of the Seven Stars Sect skyrocketed. More than ten years ago, the Martial Lord was the strongest in the Seven Stars Sect. A lower King had made the Seven Stars Sect feel as if they were facing a great enemy. There was even the possibility of their sect being destroyed. But now. . . Not to mention a lower King, even Mid King. . . There were also many higher level Kings, including Sect Master Han Muyang. They had even reached the threshold of the Top-Level King. Any personal disciple. Each of them was a true disciple of their respective sects. The weakest of them was a Half-step King who had broken through to the King Stage with a single step.
Of course, it wasn't as if no major power had their eyes on the Seven Stars Sect during this period of time. Mid King and the king of the upper realm were very strong. In the lower realms and even the middle realms like the South Mountain Domain, they were considered invincible. However, in the eyes of the ten great Superior Field and even the Superior Field like the Heavenly Desolate Domain, they were nothing.
Any Top-Level King could easily wipe them out.
A man who was innocent would be guilty if he had a treasure. Having such a top grade spiritual mountain but only having such a small amount of strength, it was undoubtedly a piece of tempting fat meat in the eyes of all the major powers.
If the heavens were to accept it, if you didn't take it, you would definitely suffer the wrath of heaven.
Several years ago, several top powers had joined forces. Under the lead of dozens of Top-Level King, they had aggressively rushed over, wanting to divide the Seven Stars Mountain Range among themselves.
In this battle, almost all the major powers thought that the Seven Stars Sect was doomed. Many of them, including Master Of Power, couldn't help but sigh. They were a step too late. Now that the Seven Stars Mountain Range had fallen into the hands of those hungry wolves, they had to come and seize it.
Never would they have thought that the fat sheep in their eyes was just a hungry tiger in sheep's clothing. Not only did it eliminate the enemy easily, it also turned around and attacked the enemy's lair, destroying several major powers in a row.
How could Yang Fann not know the principle of an innocent man's crime of possessing a treasure? Since he dared to throw the eighteen Exquisite Grade Spirit Veins into the Seven Stars Mountain Range. . . * Hong Long. . . . . . * This wasn't even including the life-saving trump card that Yang Fann had left for Yang Yunfeng And His Wife. It wasn't an exaggeration to say that an ordinary Middle Greade Emperor wanted to attack the Seven Stars Sect. Usually, they would come in vertically and go out horizontally.
With the bloody lesson in front of them, none of the major powers dared to look down on the Seven Stars Sect or the Seven Stars Mountain Range. One should know that the major powers that were wiped out had the quasi Emperor expert in their hands. There were even a few major powers that had more than one quasi Emperor. Even Top Quasi Emperor had to be wary of them.
But now, in less than a month's time, the Seven Stars Sect had easily wiped them out. It was imaginable how terrifying the Seven Stars Sect was.
It was rumored that there were more than one peerless quasi sovereigns hidden within.
Many major powers of the Sect regarded the Seven Stars Sect as the second largest power in the Northern Wasteland Courtyard.
. . .
At the foot of the mountain of the Seven Stars Sect.
An unknown number of steps were like a long dragon, connecting directly to the mountain gate of the Seven Stars Sect.
It was a big deal! It was really a big deal.
It had to be known that the steps of the Spirit Stone were not paved with ordinary Low Grade Spiritual Stones, but rather Middle Grade Spirit Stones that were worth ten thousand. The stone steps were half a meter tall and three meters wide. Just the first step of the stone steps required more than ten thousand Spirit Stones. And the steps of the Spirit Stone were more than ten million steps. The Spirit Stones that were used were simply unimaginable.
This was the total wealth of many fifth-grade sects.
At this moment, there were people entering the Seven Stars Sect through the stairs that looked like a long dragon. There were some old men and some middle-aged men, but most of them were still young men. Moreover, these young men weren't ordinary people. All of them had extraordinary bearing and great talent.
Most of them were at least sixth-grade Spiritual Bloodline, and there was even no lack of high grade Third-rank Profound Veins among them.
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At some point in time, a group of people had appeared in the crowd.
Two men and six women, an old man and seven young masters. No one knew how they had appeared, as if they had been there in the first place.
Looking at the thousands of miles of Spirit Stone stone steps, Black-Clothed Youth's gaze became complicated. There was melancholy, longing, guilt, and even more excitement. 14 years, no, 16 years, a total of 16 years. I. . . I, Yang Fann, have finally returned.
This Black-Clothed Youth was none other than Yang Fann. The other seven people were Yang Fann's loyal servants, Yang Yi, his younger cousin Luo Jiahui, his daughter You Nuo, his second senior sister Dongfang Xue, Fang Qingxue, and Lin Wanru, Lin Xiao Lian and Master And Servant from the Heavenly Sea Fleet.
That day, after sending Sect Master Yue Tianpeng and the others back to the Heavenly Sea Fleet, Yang Fann couldn't wait to start his journey home.
Initially, Yang Fann didn't want to bring so many people with him. He just wanted to bring his cousin Luo Jiahui back to the Heavenly Sea Fleet, but the others insisted. Yang Fann smiled and agreed. It was not a big deal anyway, so it was better to go back together.
During this period of time, Yang Fann also made a trip back to the Northern Wasteland Courtyard.
Even Yue Tianpeng and the others hadn't forgotten about him, so it was impossible for Yang Fann to forget his master, Dongfang Sheng. If it wasn't for his True Puppet Talisman, he might have already fallen in Shang Haowu's hands, and today wouldn't have happened.
However, Yang Fann didn't stay in Holy Spirit Mountain for too long. He told Dongfang Sheng about his encounters in the past few years, and left a large number of top grade Dongfang Shengs for Dongfang Sheng. Finally, he gave Dongfang Sheng 500,000 slots. After selecting 500,000 people to follow him to the Holy Palace Of Spiritual Martial Arts, he brought everyone to the South Mountain Domain.
As for Dongfang Sheng and the 500,000 lucky ones, they would bring him and his family and friends back to the Heavenly Sea Fleet via teleportation.
Compared to the hundreds of millions of disciples in the Northern Wasteland Courtyard, a mere five hundred thousand quota was nothing. But in fact, Yang Fann had already taken good care of the Northern Wasteland Courtyard. One should know that after getting rid of those ingrates, Yang Fann had brought less than six hundred thousand disciples from the Holy Ji Sect's Main Sect to the Heavenly Sea Fleet.
For the other thirty-one courtyards in Holy Ji Sect, Yang Fann had only given them ten thousand slots, which was the Saint Devil Courtyard. On account of the Saint Devil Academy Lord and his senior sister Fang Qingxue, Yang Fann had given them fifty thousand slots.
After a dozen years, the Holy Ji Sect had unified the twelve provinces in the north. The Northern Wasteland Courtyard had also expanded from the original eight provinces to the current thirty-two.
Furthermore, Yang Fann didn't go to these thirty-one courtyards personally. He only asked Yue Tianpeng to send out a decree for them to select their own people. After that, they would be sent directly to the Northern Wasteland Courtyard, waiting for his arrival.
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"This is the place where the Lord was born? This is the place where the Lord was born. How is this possible?"
He curiously sized up the Seven Stars Mountain Range that towered into the clouds. Lin Yi's eyes seemed to be able to see through everything. There was nothing that could be hidden from his eyes. Unknowingly, Lin Yi's pupils had already expanded to the limit. His eyes were filled with disbelief.
In the eyes of countless martial artist in the Northern Barren State, Seven Stars Mountain Range was one of the best blessed lands in the world. However, in Lin Yi's eyes, it was a barren land. With just that little bit of Spiritual Qi, any junior of the Ancestor would be devoured by it after a night of cultivation.
How could such a poor land be able to cultivate such a monster monster?
This was totally illogical!
At this moment. . . . . .
A somewhat familiar voice sounded from behind them, "You are also here to participate. Is this the disciple ceremony of the Seven Stars Sect that takes place once every three years? Me and my sister are the same. How about we go up the mountain together? We can take care of each other. . . . "
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