I Just Want To Slack off In Cultivation

Sensing the two auras outside the door leaving, PEI Ling, who was in the room, frowned slightly.

Creating something out of nothing ...

If he had known about this law earlier ...

However, the price of this rule ...

Thinking of this, PEI Ling suddenly shook his head and immediately put this matter aside. He then closed his eyes and shared the perspective of his incarnation with the true immortal's will.

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At the Wushi villa.

Above the pure white Palace, a long flight of stairs suddenly appeared in the empty void.

This flight of stairs was like a rainbow, shining with seven colors, like a dream.

On both sides was a vast mist that surged like a tide, surrounding this extremely eye-catching long step.

The long steps were winding, rising up step by step, as if reaching the clouds.

Even with the eyesight of high-level cultivators, they could only see the peak in the distance, the huge throne that was almost hidden in the clouds and wind.

The throne that represented the head of the Wushi villa was lofty and magnificent, like a mountain, but it also revealed a rough wilderness, as if it was just a huge stone Mountain that was randomly found. After a few hacks, it formed a rough seat shape and was placed at the end of the long steps.

At this moment, the cultivators of the Wushi villa were standing in twos and threes in the mist.

All of them were dressed differently. Some were dressed luxuriously, with pearls and Jade embellishments around them. Some of them had ragged clothes and unkempt hair. Some of them had fluttering sleeves, looking like Immortals. Some cut human skin into clothes, their bodies full of resentment and devil will; Some were simple and unadorned, like mortals ...

It could only be judged from the level of cultivation. The elders, deacons, and disciples of the Wushi villa were all present.

High up in the sky, the auspicious birds and beasts that had gathered here were circling and dancing, galloping through the sky, practicing all kinds of congratulatory actions.

There were also many low-level disciples who could not step on the clouds. They swarmed to the open space not far from the White Palace from the strange buildings, pointing at the sky and expressing their opinions from time to time. Some of them even activated their talismans, and five-colored flames spread across the sky like fireworks. Someone cast a spell technique, summoning a Hundred Flowers to bloom, and their fragrance assailed the nostrils ...

As for the cultivators with high cultivation, they were obviously used to this scene. Not only did they not care much, they would occasionally ask a few questions and immediately make hand seals to make adjustments to the ceremony that was about to begin.

Laughter, fighting, discussion, running and jumping ...

The entire scene was extremely lively and noisy.

Suddenly, someone noticed a figure approaching from the distance and immediately warned, " "Immortal Emperor PEI is here!"

"Immortal Emperor PEI is here!"

This news quickly spread among the crowd, and countless eyes turned to the figure in a black robe with a knife on his back. They saw that this foreign immortal Emperor, who had long heard of the Wushi villa, looked extremely young. He stood tall and straight, and his aura was calm and restrained. If it were not for the long knife on his back, the murderous aura on him, and the mountains of corpses and seas of blood, he would not have been able to condense such a degree of fierceness. He seemed to be just an ordinary cultivator.

In an instant, all the surrounding cultivators of the Wushi villa showed great respect.

Even in the Wushi villa, where immortal reverents and immortal kings were everywhere, immortal emperors were one in ten thousand and high above!

Even in the upper realm, the position of the immortal Emperor was above many immortal reverents, immortal kings, golden Immortals, and Immortals. He had great power and could look down on all living beings and control all the heavens and realms!

Hence, when they noticed PEI Ling's arrival, the cultivators who had been as noisy as a market earlier instantly became extremely quiet.

Step, step, step ...

In an instant, only the footsteps of the elder who had led the way and PEI Ling could be heard in this area.

Mo minglan's expression did not change at all.

Immortal friend PEI's method of hiding your identity is very good. Since you're openly in front of the immortal Emperor of the Wu Shi villa, no one else will suspect that you're a real immortal ...

At this moment, she had already been brought to the seven-colored long steps.

The elder who was leading the way stopped and turned around. He said very respectfully, " "Immortal Emperor, please take your seat."

Mo minglan nodded and walked up the stairs.

Above the long steps, seven colors interweaved, like rainbows and phoenixes, beautiful and magnificent.

As soon as she stepped onto the first step, a huge colorful flame exploded. Thousands of lights lit up the sky and the clouds were dyed red.

In the blink of an eye, mo minglan had already sat down on a colorful cloud. In front of her was a long table made of spiritual materials. On the table were spiritual fruits and spiritual wine. There were also puppet servants kneeling on the side, ready to be ordered at any time.

And beside the colorful clouds was a huge throne that was as majestic as a mountain.

At this moment, the throne was empty. Only a vast and boundless aura filled the air and surged through the sky.

Mo Wulan sat still and looked down the stairs.

The cultivators were still clustered together like ants, moving like a tide.

From time to time, the fireworks would bloom green, the grass would grow luxuriantly, and the flowers would bloom. Under the bright and beautiful sun, the atmosphere of the Grand ceremony was strong.

Soon, a huge chime-Bell appeared in the void, chiming without any wind.

Thick and simple music sounded, rippling in all directions. At this time, the quiet Wushi villa finally regained its former vitality.

Along with the music that had been passed down from long ago, a group of high-level cultivators wearing high hats and broad belts and dressed in ancient clothes walked through the clouds and mist.

These cultivators were wearing the same robe, which was a rare sight. They were dressed in a dignified and strict manner. They stopped at the Rainbow-colored long steps and were divided into two rows, facing each other.

One of the cultivators in the lead stepped out. As he looked around, his eyes were like lightning and he said indifferently, " "The estate in the lower realm, although it's like a fleeting cloud and smoke, it's an illusion, so it should have an owner."

"I'm in charge of the Wushi villa to provide a place for the immortals of the mortal world to rest."

"Today, the garden will have a new master, let the ceremony begin!"

When the person in front heard this, he didn't think it was loud, but his voice rolled like the tide and spread out with a bang, like thunder directly into the ears of many cultivators present.

All the cultivators looked serious and responded, " "Welcome, new Lord!"

Amidst the loud cheers, the chimes rang again in the void.

Clang! Clang! Clang! Clang!

It was long and loud, like the rise and fall of the tide. In the ordinary, it exuded a vigorous and powerful strength, solemn and dignified.

At this moment, the tens of thousands of cultivators of the Wu Shi villa lowered their hands solemnly, looking at the refined and majestic atmosphere in the forest.

At this moment, three figures suddenly appeared at the bottom of the long steps.

The long flight of steps was like a rainbow Bridge in the sky, shining and reflecting thousands of lights.

It added a layer of dreamy brilliance to all the cultivators present. However, all the colors avoided the three figures that had suddenly appeared.

They were clearly separated from each other, as if there was a natural chasm separating them and they could not communicate.

Among the three figures, the one in the middle was completely shrouded in shadows. Only his eyes were as sharp as blades, cold, and dense, containing an indescribable pressure and magnificence. The person on the right was tall and burly, wearing plain clothes and boots. His long hair fluttered in the wind, and he seemed to have a heroic spirit. The figure on the left was wearing a high crown and a deep robe, with jade beads embellished on it. He stood with his hands behind his back. Although he had a graceful figure and was graceful and Noble, it did not hide his domineering aura of looking down on all living beings and disdaining the world.

Seeing this scene, PEI Ling's expression turned serious. The aura of these three people ... They were three dujie-stage martial ancestors!

Moreover, he felt that each of them was stronger than the five plagues of the reincarnation tower!

Who knew who would ascend the throne next ...

At the thought of this, PEI Ling's heart stirred and a voice immediately sounded in the mind of the incarnation of mo minglan, " "Immortal friend mo, be careful later!"