Chapter 221 Alliance Ceremony
Despite his heavy heart, early in the morning of the third day, Fang Chen, under the guidance of the disciples of the two major sects, came to the alliance ceremony site of the Inner Ghost Alliance, no, the Cultivator Alliance.

As for Ye Qingyang, he was asked to leave yesterday.

At the invitation of the two major sects, I attended a closed-door meeting to discuss the specific details of establishing a monks' alliance.

He didn't come back until evening.

It is not surprising that they only started discussing specific matters the day before the alliance, which is a relatively abstract behavior.

Being able to reach a consensus quickly is a luxury in itself.

From this point, it can be seen that the two major sects have no sincerity in establishing the so-called cultivator alliance, and it is indeed a forced move.

It was most likely as Ye Qingyang guessed. They were forced to hold this alliance ceremony reluctantly due to pressure from Nascent Soul Sects in other regions.

"So, the Tianyu I met that day might be a person sent by the other four regions to supervise the monk alliance."

With this thought in mind, Fang Chen looked around, trying to find him, but unfortunately he didn't see him.

It seems that those who are currently present are all younger people who are here to watch the ceremony like him.

As well as representatives of some foundation-building forces.

I heard from the disciple who just gave instructions that these forces are not qualified to participate in the discussion of the affairs of the Monks' Alliance, but they heard the news and came to join in the fun.

After all, after the establishment of the Monks' Alliance, Lianyunfang City will be moved to this alliance headquarters.

According to Zhou Xinghai, the relocation work had already begun, so it was not surprising that they learned about the establishment of the Monks Alliance.

Although they are not worthy of sitting at the table, they still have to know what dish they will be made into.

There were so many thoughts in his mind, but unfortunately the ceremony had not yet started, so Fang Chen could only wait on the viewing stand.

He, who has always practiced hard, would not meditate and practice in such an occasion. This is not a good place and he must be vigilant at all times.

"when--"

I don’t know how long I waited, Fang Chen began to yawn, and then a clear bell rang from somewhere.

The sound resounds through the sky, but it is not deafening. When it falls into the ears, it makes people feel refreshed, as if the soul is cleansed.

In this way, everyone who came to watch the ceremony appeared to be in high spirits.

"As expected of the two great immortal sects, they have a profound foundation."

Fang Chen, who was also invigorated by the sound of the bell, couldn't help but sigh at the foundation of the two major sects.

As someone who had done some research on ghost cultivation, he could sense that the sound of the bell enhanced the power of the soul, with almost no side effects.

If a cultivator has just entered the fifth level of Qi training and is concentrating his spiritual thoughts, the ringing of a bell may increase the range of his spiritual thoughts by one tenth.

The two major immortal sects are worthy of being the former Nascent Soul sects. Even if they have declined and split, they can still suppress all forces in the Eastern Region.

Just as Fang Chen was sighing, a high platform rose from the center of the venue. Above the platform, clouds and mist were lingering, like a fairyland, attracting the attention of all the monks present.

As the platform slowly rose, a powerful spiritual power gushed out from its bottom, like a giant dragon soaring into the sky.

This spiritual power was pure and powerful, making every cultivator present feel as if they were basking in the spring breeze. A few clever ones had already started practicing their skills to seize this opportunity.

Fang Chen didn't care.

With the Tianyan Xixi Fa, he never lacked pure spiritual energy. However, it was rare to see so many cultivators practicing together outside Yuehua Xiancheng, so he observed each cultivator with great interest.

Unfortunately, this is not Yuehua Fairy City after all. He cannot use his spiritual sense to investigate their cultivation situation in depth and can only observe with his naked eyes.

"Hey, what are you looking at?"

When his eyes were about to scan the entire viewing stand and fell on a little girl, he was noticed by her.

She immediately turned around, waved her little fist at Fang Chen, and looked at him provocatively.

"Sorry, I'm looking for someone I know."

Fang Chen smiled and nodded at her, then looked away.

"Humph."

The little girl suddenly felt that it was meaningless, and she became deflated. She snorted and said nothing more.

After this little episode, Fang Chen no longer looked around.

Instead, he observed the high platform in the center.

The platform is surrounded by intricate carvings of runes and totems, and every stroke contains an ancient and mysterious power, as if it can connect heaven and earth and stir up the wind and clouds.

It seems that the two major sects have made a huge investment in this alliance ceremony.

"when--"

Just as he was about to carefully observe the forbidden patterns on the platform, another bell sounded from the sky.

As soon as the bell rang, all the monks were forced to stop their training, but there was no backlash.

It's showing the background again.

Fang Chen is no longer surprised by this.

The second bell rang, and once again everyone's attention was focused on the platform in the middle.

At this time, the platform was no longer empty. At some point, eighteen monks landed on the platform together.

Fang Chen took a quick look and didn't recognize any of them.

He didn't know him, but there were many other monks present who knew him.

"That is the Grand Elder of Ziji Sect. It is rumored that his cultivation has reached the perfection of Zifu, and he is only one step away from the Golden Core."

"The Medicine King of Spiritual Medicine Valley is here too. Not only has his cultivation reached the late Purple Mansion stage, but his alchemy skills have also reached the fourth-order lower grade. He can refine the elixirs that Golden Core cultivators need for their practice. Even the Huoyun Sect and Feiyun Sect highly respect him."

"And there is that sword master of Lingxiao Sword Sect. Even though his cultivation is only in the middle stage of Purple Mansion, he is a sword cultivator. Even a Purple Mansion Perfection cultivator has to avoid his sharp edge under the sword energy."

"Don't forget that the Zhou family's ancestor also has the cultivation base of the early Purple Mansion. I heard that the Zhou family is backing Lianyun Market. Not only that, the Zhou family is also present in many large markets nearby."

……

The sounds of shock and discussion around him reached Fang Chen's ears, and he also understood the identities of these people on the platform.

There are representatives of eighteen Purple Mansion forces under the jurisdiction of Huoyun Sect and Feiyun Sect.

It can be seen that they also give face to Huoyun Sect and Feiyun Sect, and all those who came are Purple Mansion cultivators.

The significance of their appearance on the high platform is self-evident.

It represents that all the Purple Mansion forces recognize the alliance of cultivators from the Huoyun Sect and the Feiyun Sect.

Those who were able to attend the ceremony were not fools and could naturally understand this signal. After being surprised at first, they began to communicate.

"Hey, you can sit here, who is your elder?"

Fang Chen did not participate in the discussion, but the discussion took the initiative to find him.

The little girl whose eyes he had just glanced at sat next to him at some point and asked him which force he was a disciple of.

"Zhou family, what about you, girl?"

Fang Chen didn't see Ye Qingyang, but it didn't matter. He and Zhou Xingyun were like brothers, so it made sense for him to say that he was a member of the Zhou family.

"So you are from the Zhou family. I am from the Lingxiao Sword Sect, and the old man below is my father."

The old man that the little girl mentioned is the sword master of Lingxiao Sword Sect as everyone knows.

"Miss, you are so humorous. Your father looks young, how could he be an old man?"

Fang Chen was not complimenting him, as the sword master of Lingxiao Sword Sect looked to be no more than thirty or forty years old.

Generally speaking, whether a cultivator's face looks young or not is related to the time when he or she broke through a major realm. For example, Fang Chen, who had established his foundation soon after reaching adulthood, would have a baby face. Since the life span of a foundation-building cultivator is twice that of an ordinary Qi-refining cultivator, during the entire foundation-building period, every two years, Fang Chen's facial changes would be equivalent to one year during the Qi-refining period.

Considering the Sword Master's cultivation level of the middle stage of Purple Mansion and his appearance of being in his thirties or forties, his real age is definitely not more than a hundred years old.

If one can open up the Purple Palace before the age of one hundred, he definitely has the strength to condense the Golden Elixir.

"Don't be fooled by his face. The old man loves beauty. When he was young, he took a beauty pill. My mother was the same. She tricked me into taking one, too. Now I look like a child."

The little girl spoke directly, breaking Fang Chen's impression of this sword master as a genius.

“It’s not just what it looks like.”

Of course, Fang Chen did not say this out loud, but thought about it in his heart.

But then he started thinking about the anti-aging pill.

This is an extremely magical elixir that can keep one's appearance the same as the moment one takes it until death.

Therefore, it is sought after by many female practitioners.

I didn't expect that the sword master of Lingxiao Sword School also paid so much attention to appearance.

"You are from the Zhou family, so what's your name? It's not nice to keep calling you hello. My mother said it's impolite."

Seeing Fang Chen was silent, the little girl started chatting as if she was familiar with him.

"Fang Chen."

At first, Fang Chen actually wanted to report Zhou Xingyun's name.

Later on, I thought about it and decided not to harm my brother who has such a strong character. His name is not something to be ashamed of.

"Hmm? You are from the Zhou family, why is your last name Fang?"

The little girl was indeed confused by Fang Chen, but before Fang Chen could answer, she reacted and continued to ask: "Are you the son-in-law?"

"Why don't you first suspect that I'm not from the Zhou family?"

Hearing the little girl's question, Fang Chen almost laughed out loud, but thinking that this was an important occasion, he held himself back and just asked out of curiosity.

"But you said you were from the Zhou family!"

The little girl looked as if it was a matter of course, then she seemed to come to her senses and stared at Fang Chen angrily: "Are you lying to me?"

"To be more precise, I was teasing you."

The smile on Fang Chen's face became even wider. He didn't expect that this little girl had such a pure heart.

To put it simply, it's easy to fool people.

"Humph, bad guy, I'm not going to pay attention to you."

The little girl's face puffed up with anger, making her look like a pufferfish. She crossed her arms and tilted her head to the other side.

"Okay, okay, I'll treat you to some spiritual fruit."

As he spoke, Fang Chen took out a bunch of grapes from the Five Elements Cave and handed it to the little girl.

"Then I will reluctantly forgive you."

The girl was knowledgeable and knew that this bunch of grapes was not simple. She picked it up and made a face at Fang Chen. She no longer looked angry as before.

Fang Chen then realized that he had been fooled by this little girl, and thought to himself: "She is also a smart child."

"Fang Chen, right? For the sake of this bunch of spiritual fruits, I will tell you my name, Ling Mengqiu, remember it."

After introducing himself, Ling Mengqiu asked curiously, "Since you are not from the Zhou family, which family are you from? Are you from the foundation-building faction that came to watch the ceremony?"

"when--"

Before Fang Chen could answer, the third bell rang on the field.

Along with the sound of the bell, three more figures landed on the platform.

This time, the whole audience was silent.

"Who are these?"

Ling Mengqiu couldn't help but ask this question.

That’s right, none of the three people who appeared on the platform were recognized by anyone at the scene.

But they happen to be at a higher position than the eighteen Purple Mansion cultivators, so one can easily guess their cultivation level.

"It's them?"

He recognized no one at the scene, but Fang Chen discovered that these three people were his acquaintances.

Ye Qingyang, Longjia and Tianyu.

Strange combination.

However, if you think about it carefully, the three of them are the only three Jindan cultivators besides the Huoyun Sect and the Feiyun Sect. They probably have more say in the cultivator alliance than other sects and forces.

"Do you know them?"

Fang Chen muttered to himself in a low voice, but it could not escape Ling Mengqiu's ears, so her two big watery eyes immediately looked at him, wanting to get an answer from him.

"I guess we know each other. The one on the far left is Ye Qingyang, from the Tianfeng Sect. I came here with him. The one on the right is Long Jia, and the one in the middle is Tian Yu."

Fang Chen gave an extremely brief introduction, only mentioning their names once.

But for Ling Mengqiu, it was enough to satisfy her curiosity.

Especially Ye Qingyang, when she heard this name, a shocked expression appeared on her face.

Of course she had heard about the Tianfeng Sect, but the rumors outside were that Ye Qingyang had successfully opened up the Purple Mansion. But now it seemed that there was more to it than that.

"Senior Ye, has he actually condensed the golden elixir?"

As the daughter of two Purple Mansion cultivators, Ling Mengqiu was well aware of the difficulty of condensing a golden elixir, and subconsciously felt that it was impossible.

But on second thought, Ye Qingyang was a super genius with wind spiritual roots. He successfully established his foundation very early, and disappeared without a trace after the foundation was completed. It is indeed possible that he could have hidden it from the world and cultivated directly to the golden elixir.

After all, Huoyun Sect and Feiyun Sect have always been very resistant to the appearance of other Jindan cultivators under their rule. Spreading the false news that it is impossible to open up the Purple Mansion and then secretly condensing the Jindan is indeed a move of retreating to advance.

"when--"

Just as she was lost in thought, the fourth bell rang.

Two monks descended from the sky with the sound of the bell and slowly landed on the platform, a little higher than Ye Qingyang and the other two.

Except for Fang Chen and Ling Mengqiu, all the cultivators present immediately held their breath.

"Who are these two?"

Seeing this situation, Fang Chen whispered to Ling Mengqiu beside him.

"The great elders of Huoyun Sect and Feiyun Sect have both reached the level of Golden Core Perfection, and are only one step away from Nascent Soul."

Ling Mengqiu also lowered her voice and spoke in a voice that only Fang Chen could hear.

Fang Chen understood, his eyes fell on the platform, looking at the two of them.

They were dressed in luxurious robes and wore golden crowns on their heads. Their eyes revealed determination and wisdom, as if they could see through everything in the future.

Fang Chen looked at them, and they also looked at Fang Chen, but their gazes did not stay on him, but moved around.

Seeing that the atmosphere was set, one of them stepped forward and spoke slowly.

　Today's chapter has 4,000 words. I originally wanted 6,000 words, but I can't write anymore.

　　
　
(End of this chapter)