Chapter 411: Li Xunhuan, the first Mahayana in the Hundred Realms! Yes, it is recognized! Who is Great Elder Jinlong? The top-level true spirit among true spirits, the most powerful among true dragons! Where is Xiong Ming? do not know. However, the ten great lords of the underworld are all at the top level of Mahayana, and their names are known throughout the worlds. Yet they are willing to submit to Xiong Ming alone. It seems that his strength must crush all ten of them. You can't just rely on your personal charm, can you? So the question is, how strong was Patriarch Li to be able to fight two people alone and eventually defeat them? After pondering, the human races from all over the world came up with an answer. "It's so fierce. As soon as I opened my eyes, I saw the ancestor killing a real dragon!" "I would like to call him the number one Mahayana cultivator in all realms!" . . . The greatest Mahayana monk in all realms? Inside and outside the palace, more than 3,000 Mahayana monks from hundreds of worlds were silent. Throughout the ages, in this chaos, when defining the rank of a Mahayana, what is usually considered is reputation, or more specifically, deeds. Relying on one's strength and demonstrating superior strength in major events between several interfaces, one can be named a top-level Mahayana. In addition to this, there is another way, which is to prove the truth through killing.

I am talking about Xuan Jiuling, who hunted nine top-level true spirits and naturally gained fame in all realms. Or, they could step on the face of the previous generation's top Mahayana. However, this method is too offensive and rarely occurs. But it showed up today. The great elder of Dragon Island, Ao Jin, and the head of the underworld, Lord Xiong Ming, both used their corpses to fulfill the reputation of Li Xunhuan, the human race. Well, the reputation of being the greatest Mahayana in all realms! In normal times, if ordinary people encountered such a grand event, they would call their friends and hold a grand ceremony, with all realms and races celebrating this event together. However, at this moment they couldn't help but begin to doubt whether they were qualified to participate in this event. Who am I to be worthy of congratulating others? No, there are two people here who might be qualified. Thinking of this, they silently cast their eyes inside the palace, to the chief and third seats on the right, namely the Spiritual King and Great Elder Tianfeng! And at this moment, King Ling and Great Elder Tianfeng really planned to do so. The two of them suddenly stood up and looked towards the palace gate, waiting for Li Xunhuan to return and then immediately gave their blessings and gifts. At the same time, the eyes of the great elder Tianfeng moved slightly, and his spiritual consciousness secretly warned the vassal interface not to lose etiquette. The Mahayana monks in the subsidiary interface naturally let it go and waited silently like her, looking extremely humble. From the first time he landed in the hall, he was relaxed and obviously looking forward to a show, to the middle when he followed the rules, and now when he is waiting respectfully, the rapid change is enough to make people laugh. In this regard, all the human race naturally felt this change, secretly looked at each other, and smiled tacitly. Sitting at the end, Mo Jianli and Ao Xiao, both from the spiritual world, were happy but also a little bit stunned. Ao Xiao was envious, but with a little secret that he himself could not feel, and he said sourly, "Old Mo, your race is going to be prosperous," Mo Jianli was able to lead the alien human race to occupy a place in the spiritual world, so he was naturally not a naive person and immediately understood Ao Xiao's uneasiness. He looked at someone on the stage and responded to Ao Xiao, "Ao Laogui, you are not bad either. You gave birth to a good granddaughter."

"Hey, hey, hey," Ao Xiao almost couldn't hold back his laughter, this wave is called winning without any effort! As the only Mahayana of the demon clan, he was naturally not stupid. As soon as he arrived here and found Linglong on the stage, he instantly understood why a Silver Moon Heavenly Wolf could be in the human clan team. When Mo Jianli heard the laughter, he almost fainted. jealous. As the Mahayana Ceremony came to an end, one naturally knew that the integration of the Hundred Worlds into the human world was a foregone conclusion, and it was only natural that the human race would become the only protagonist race in the human world. In theory, this is a good thing. But who said that the human race in the spiritual world and the human race in the human world are the same ethnic group? Furthermore, people have different kinds of closeness and distance, and perhaps the human race in the spirit world is not as close as the Silver Moon Wolf clan. This is not okay. Mo Jianli has protected the human race for millions of years and is watching the human race take off, but in the end I am not included? Even if he were to die, he would risk his reputation and live out his second life, at least to reach the highest level of Mahayana and see the scenery of this realm. It is said that Xuanmiao Linghuang is still waiting to be married. Although she is almost ten thousand years old, her charm and elegance are still as great as before, and there is still a hint of royal nobility. It doesn't make sense that Linglong can succeed, but Xuanmiao Linghuang can't, right? Well, that’s decided. At the same time, countless light years away, the spiritual world was sinking to the edge of the human world. In a secret room in the human area, a tall woman with a seductive look but full of royal majesty was staring blankly at the scene in front of her. The picture shows the 'surprise' at the Mahayana ceremony! When Ancestor Mo flashed across the screen, her eyelids suddenly twitched and a bad premonition came to her mind. I subconsciously tried to trace the source, but couldn't find out what happened. "Strange, is there someone plotting against me?" Could it be that the hundreds of races in the spiritual world are still unwilling to bow to the human race and are planning to take measures in secret? Humph, a race of demons with only humanoid form! Good days are yet to come, and Ancestor Li will teach you. Then, he turned his attention back to the Star Palace scene. . . . Over the lake, "Great Elder!" "grown ups!" The cultivators from Dragon Island and the Netherworld could not believe it when they saw their ancestor fall down like this. They cried out in shock and tried to wake him up. However, how can a person who has died and ceased to exist respond? It would just be a waste of his skills.

Taking advantage of this, several thoughts quickly flashed through their minds, such as 'kneel down and be a dog', 'being restricted', etc., and I don't know who was the first to shout out 'avenge the great elder, the dignity of a true dragon cannot be slandered', and the two sides rushed over with red eyes and momentum. Hundreds of colorful dragons meandered in the air, traveling thousands of miles in an instant, vying with each other as if chasing after the Dragon Gate. The seven great palace masters led the cultivators and transformed into black clouds, from which gusts of howling cold winds could be heard. If you get closer and look into their eyes, you can see that most of them have the intention to die. Why bother. Li Xunhuan slowly raised his right arm with his five fingers spread out. Spiritual light flickered outside the two groups of people, and beams of light appeared, connecting into a net. As he squeezed hard, the spiritual power net tightened rapidly with a bang, and the monk turned into white cloud. In the blink of an eye, the grand final resistance of Dragon Island and the Underworld was crushed without causing any ripples, and it ended before the surrounding onlookers had time to react. All I can say is, if you don’t become an immortal, you will always be an ant! Immediately, he waved his hand, and a gust of wind blew up, sweeping away the corpses, storage bags, magic weapons, Xuantian spiritual treasures, formation remnants, etc. above the lake. The place was the same as before, with the lake, white jade corridor, pavilion, rockery, lotus leaves, as if no battle had ever taken place. After cleaning up the battlefield, he nodded slightly to the three thousand Mahayana monks on his left and right, gestured politely, then took a step forward, ready to return to the palace. Wherever he passed, above the white clouds, all the Mahayana monks sitting behind their desks stood up, bowed, and shouted in unison, "Greetings to Patriarch Li, I wish the immortal path will prosper forever!" "Greetings to Patriarch Li, I wish the immortal path will prosper forever!" At this moment, the sun was high in the sky, and another milestone in the Mahayana Ceremony had arrived. Cranes were calling, dragons were roaring, and phoenixes were roaring. Across the palace, a bright and colorful avenue was shining. Li Xunhuan stepped on it, wearing a three-mountain flying phoenix crown on his head, and his cloak fluttered behind him. Three thousand Mahayana monks lined up on both sides, congratulating him in unison. A scene just like that in fairy tales appeared, and three consecutive congratulations spread far away, echoing throughout the sky, from Jiayuan City to Guanjiangkou, the human world, and even the spiritual world. "This is a great Mahayana ceremony that has never been seen before. When the Buddha makes it known, "A real man, don't act like this." "I only have the talent of an immortal!" . . . A moment later, Li Xunhuan came onto the stage dragging a long cloak as people from both sides of the palace lowered their bodies to greet him. At the right time, Nie Ying, Chen Qiaoqian, Nangong Wan, and Dong Xuan'er smiled secretly and blinked one eye mischievously, meaning that my husband smells so good. Color stroke. Li Xunhuan smiled knowingly, flicked his cloak, turned around, and saw the man with the golden sword and broad horse sitting in the middle seat. The people on the left and right looked solemn, and walked out from behind the desks, came into the hall, and bowed to him with great respect. "Congratulations to Senior Li for advancing to the Mahayana stage. All the practitioners celebrate together!" "Congratulations to Madam Li for advancing to the Mahayana stage. All the practitioners celebrate together." Although King Ling and Tian Feng only opened their mouths without saying anything, they were also very respectful.

After all, even though they are both Mahayana, there are still differences between them, and it is obvious that Li Xunhuan's Mahayana is better than theirs. Inside the hall, after the cultivators had congratulated him for nine consecutive times, the women sitting at the top secretly felt proud of themselves and nodded in agreement. It was also at this time, when all the women had taken their positions and enjoyed the glory, that Li Xun Huan shook his sleeves, raised his hands, and pretended to be respectful to everyone, and said politely, "My fellow Taoists, you have come a long way to attend the Mahayana ceremony of Mr. Li and his wife. You must have worked hard on the journey. Please stand up." "Thank you, senior." The practitioners returned the greeting for the second time and then returned. On the way, the human race was secretly happy, and the corners of the mouths of the Spirit King, Great Elder Tianfeng and other cultivators twitched. What does it mean to tell lies with open eyes? That's it. It was obvious that they were transferred here by an unknown Xuantian treasure, but they were said to have done it on their own initiative? However, now is the time to stop worrying about the issue of being active or passive. After some polite conversation and another tasting of the wine, the Chief Spiritual King suddenly stood up, bowed deeply to Li Xunhuan, and said loudly, "Chief of the Spiritual Clan, to congratulate Senior Li on his advancement to the Mahayana stage, the clan specially presents him with a Mysterious Heavenly Broken Blade Star Plate, wishing Senior immortality forever!" After saying this, he shook his wrist, and a luxurious yellow wooden box appeared in his palm. The lid opened, revealing a magic plate inside. The sky is filled with starlight, with galaxies and star maps as the backdrop. It’s the astrolabe! "Fellow Daoist, this is a great opportunity. This kind of star-tracing and location-finding Mysterious Heavenly Broken Blade is extremely rare in the lower realms. In this case, I will accept it with audacity." Li Xun Huan smiled slightly, thought for a moment and said, "I have heard of the Spiritual Race for a long time. I will visit them when I have the chance." Is he hitting on me?! Just clicking on me! He knows that I am not from the spiritual world! King Ling had many doubts in his heart, but he remained calm on the surface and bowed slightly. "Thank you for remembering this, Senior. However, I will not disobey your orders." "That's not necessary. The newcomer world is huge." "..." The two of them were scheming against each other, but they ended up taking the Tianfeng Great Elder down below into custody. Xuantian Canren Star Plate? Then can she still use the magical treasure she originally prepared? Her Tianfeng clan can't afford to lose this person! I didn’t expect that King Ling’s gift would be more than that. "To congratulate all the ladies, the clan has specially prepared several spiritual treasures and natural treasures to show their sincerity." The Spirit King swept the space in front of him with one hand, and twenty-four high-level spiritual treasures that were almost as powerful as the spiritual treasures that could reach the sky, treasures that were rarely seen in the spiritual world, emitted red, orange, yellow and green spiritual light. At this moment, all the cultivators below held their breath and concentrated, looking at the Spirit King with their peripheral vision, with a flash of surprise in their eyes.

The jeweled spiritual king! It would be fine if he just had the treasure, but the key was that he really gave it to him. This also reminded them that today was not only Li Xunhuan's ceremony for advancement to the Mahayana, but also the Mahayana ceremony for his twenty-four Taoist companions. There's going to be a lot of bleeding. They have no choice but to leave. The lives of seven thousand Mahayana monks are still a warning to them. Do they want to leave without paying something? While she was thinking, the Spirit King's gift was over, and the Great Elder Tianfeng stood up. She had an idea, and took off the golden fork from behind her head with her bare hands, floating it in front of her. "The Sky Phoenix Clan congratulates fellow Daoist on his advancement to the Mahayana stage, and has specially prepared a Mysterious Sky Broken Blade Glazed Phoenix Heart Hairpin as a gift." You call this special preparation? The corner of Ling Wang's mouth twitched, and he always felt that he was misunderstood. He just wanted to save his life without ascending to the immortal world, so why did he give gifts and cause internal conflict? It seems that I still need to think of a solution privately to add another layer of insurance. The great elder Tian Feng, who was completely unaware of this, had a broad smile on his face, and it was hard to tell that this was a spur-of-the-moment decision. "In addition, the Tianfeng tribe has also prepared a small gift for your wife." Soon after, twenty-four spiritual treasures and natural treasures were presented. They could not be said to be no different from those given by the Spirit King, but they were exactly the same. "You are so thoughtful, fellow Daoist. It is good that the Tianfeng Clan has lived in Tianfeng Continent for generations." "Thank you." Hearing this, Great Elder Tian Feng felt relieved. Getting this promise does not mean that the Xuantian treasure is given away for nothing. In this way, the Tianfeng tribe would not have to disband and become spirit beasts or something. But after a second, he came to his senses. This was a reward to them of the interface that originally belonged to the Tianfeng clan, and they were only given a title without paying a penny. How could she still thank them? When the fate of her old rival, the True Dragon Clan, flashed through her mind, she suddenly felt much better. After all, she just didn't make any money, but Ao Jin lost his life. However, while she was making her little calculations, she did not notice the confusion in the eyes of the ladies on the stage. hairpin? A lady gives a man a hairpin? After looking at each other, they immediately understood that they might have another little sister soon. . . . After King Ling and Great Elder Tianfeng, the people on the right who were giving gifts were visibly stunned for a moment. Strength is respected. According to the rules, it should be Dragon Island and the Underworld that present the gifts. Although it was a bit abrupt to ask for gifts after killing the other party's ancestor and nearly a thousand Mahayana monks, this was the truth after all. Furthermore, there are a large number of middle-level cultivators such as those in the fusion stage and the refining stage in Dragon Island, the Netherworld, and the dozens of interfaces headed by these two realms. It is impossible to ignore them. Hence, all the cultivators on the right row looked out of the palace at the same time, and saw a statue with majestic dragon horns at the end of the right row. Ao Guang!

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