Kowloon Walled City has three major scenic spots: Kowloon Ship, Denglong Pavilion, and Wanglong Platform.

  Jiulong Ship, the largest entertainment venue in Jiulongwan, each ship has its own characteristics, some dragon ships gather treasures, some are beautiful women as clouds, some are alchemy and medicine refining, some are ancient treasures and strange treasures...

  Wanglong Tai, located on the banks of the Sunset River, is a towering platform that stands at an altitude of ten thousand feet. It is the highest point in the entire Jiulong Valley and the best place to watch the Jiulong Flying Sky Dance. Many famous poets of this generation have indulged their youthful passions on Wanglong Tai when they were young.

  If Wanglongtai is the gathering place for the most outstanding young people of each era, then Denglongge is a viewing place specially prepared for the older generation of monks.

  Every young talent who comes to participate in the Jiulong Festival knows that any place in Jiulong Temple can be visited, but Denglong Pavilion is absolutely not allowed to go, because the older generation of monks like quietness, they just want to come and watch a performance of Jiulong Flying Sky Dance on the day of Jiulong Festival to seek a breakthrough opportunity. Of course, this is only one of the reasons, some old monks who have been closed for too long may be thinking about movement in stillness, coming to Denglong Pavilion to gather with old friends who have not seen each other for hundreds of years, drinking two cups of clear tea, and talking about their cultivation experience and those past events that have already passed.

  Every year during the Jiu Long Festival, not many seniors from the Xian Dao sect come to attend, usually no more than twenty people, but this year is different. The six-story pavilion is almost fully seated, and the total number of people is probably over three hundred.

  The youngest of these people were all over 800 or 900 years old, and each one's strength was above that of a Law Master. Hundreds of Law Masters gathered together in the same hall, with monks and Taoists, men and women. Some had completely white hair and beards, while others still looked like young people. A female cultivator who had lived for over 1,000 years looked as youthful as a maiden of 18 or 19.

  In the Dragon Ascension Pavilion, a group of powerful seniors gathered, which was completely unreasonable. This time's gathering of strong people was quite secretive, not only did they move the Dragon Ascension Pavilion to the Nine Dragons Ship, but there were also two old men with unfathomable cultivation guarding the pavilion, as if strictly forbidding unrelated people from approaching this place.

  Guo Yi was picked up by the old beggar and carried in his hand, swaggering as he walked inside. The powerful aura naturally emitted by the strong Law Enforcers around him was like countless mountains pressing down on Guo Yi's body. If not for his physical strength being far beyond that of ordinary people, if it were another top-ranked Spirit Board master who came instead, they would already have been crushed by the aura emanating from these old men and spat out blood.

  The old beggar walked and smiled at these people, as if they were familiar with each other.

  The first floor of Denglong Pavilion is the most spacious, and there are also the most elderly monks. These old men either sit in meditation, or taste tea carefully, or talk to each other, until the old beggar walked in, these people quieted down.

  An old man with white hair and a youthful face came forward, took a look at the beggar's hand holding Guo Yao, and asked: "Is this really young master Guo? Why doesn't he look like it?"

  Guo Yi's portrait is spread throughout the ancient Xuan domain, and his stories are already familiar to these older generation figures. Even those old Taoist nuns who have lived for thousands of years know the saying "Prevent fire, prevent theft, prevent Guo Yi".

  The old beggar laughed at the old man: "Huo Lao, you little scoundrel, this face of his has undergone bone displacement and hole shifting, even I almost didn't catch him!"

  Just then, on the upper floor of the Dragon Ascension Pavilion, above the fifth floor, Mr. Senba emerged with a handheld fan, shouting down at the bottom: "Old Ghost Ji, since you've already brought people here, bring them up first!"

  "What's the big deal?!"

  The old beggar glanced at Mr. Senba above, then exchanged a greeting with the old man surnamed He, and then carried Guo Yi on his shoulder and walked towards the attic.

  Guo Yi's whole body was unable to move, he wondered why these seniors and masters had gathered here, what their purpose was, and why they wanted to "capture" him, a junior, and bring him to this place?

  Guo Yi couldn't understand the intricacies of the situation, but he knew that even if he had three heads and six arms, he wouldn't be able to escape from this place. Jokingly, just thinking about the hundreds of law enforcement officers made him want to die. Even the world's number one master would have to obey orders if they entered the current Long Dragon Hall.

  Although he couldn't escape, Guo Yi secretly used the death energy in his body to start breaking down the 108 forbidden spells cast by the old beggar. The death energy was one of the most extreme powers in the world, and even the strongest spiritual consciousness could be severed by it, so naturally, it could also break through seals. However, the death energy in Guo Yi's body was too faint, and the speed at which he broke through the spells was extremely slow.

  "You old rascals, why don't you stay in your mountain caves and cultivate in seclusion? Instead, you sneak out to hold an illegal gathering. What kind of scheme are you trying to concoct?" Guo Yi asked the old beggar while breaking the seal.

  The old beggar seemed to have great confidence in the 108 seals he had placed on himself, and did not check for changes in Guo Yi's body at any moment. Upon hearing Guo Yi's words, he suddenly said with a bad tone: "What is called an illegal gathering, we call it academic exchange, and by the way, plan something big."

  "You old bones can plot on your own, why bother calling me? I have a big matter to attend to tonight as well, don't delay my business," said Guo Yao.

  The old beggar said: "Fart! Your little sesame-sized fart of a matter can be compared to our affairs?"

  "What are you guys actually planning? Which big shots have arrived?" Guo Yao asked curiously.

  "You'll know soon."

  The Ascension Pavilion is divided into six layers, the higher the position or the higher the cultivation, the higher the layer that can be climbed. With each upward climb, the number of cultivators becomes fewer and fewer. These people are all with piercing eyes and a heavenly aura on their heads, with increasingly high cultivation.

  These people all sized up Guo Yao carefully, looking him up and down until he felt his hairs standing on end.

  However, the old beggar soon took Guo Yi to the fifth floor of the attic. The attic was filled with a strong spiritual energy, and the space was quite large, as if one foot had stepped into another world.

  Only a celestial river is seen flowing in the void, with spiritual lotus flowers blooming in the river, red fish leaping, and Taoist patterns floating on the water. A piece of blue sky hangs above the river.

  Entering the fifth floor of Denglong Pavilion, it's as if suddenly coming from the mortal world to the immortal realm. The surrounding spiritual energy can actually condense into various ancient beasts' shapes on its own, roaming and howling in the air.

  On the central Xian River, nine Lingyu ancient platforms were suspended in mid-air. Seven of them had people sitting on them, who were extremely powerful cultivators. The remaining two platforms were empty, and it was unclear whether someone had not arrived yet or if they were originally redundant.

  These seven monks sitting on the Lingyu Ancient Platform, without any aura of power, gave people a feeling of being ordinary. However, Guo Yao knew that the stronger one's cultivation, the harder it was to restrain their aura, and these seven were just like the old beggar, truly powerful masters who had completely retracted their aura inward.

  Of course, apart from the seven powerful beings sitting on the banks of the Xian River, there were also a dozen or so elderly figures standing by the riverbank. The aura emanating from these elderly individuals was extremely weak and almost imperceptible. However, Guo Yi could still sense a faint trace of spiritual energy fluctuations within them. This subtle fluctuation was extremely difficult to detect, as it had been concealed beneath their skin. Nevertheless, they were unable to fully contain it within the realm of Xianmen, rendering their cultivation inferior to that of the seven individuals above.

  Among the dozen or so elderly people on the banks of the Xianhe River, Guo Yi also found a few familiar faces. One of them was an old Taoist wearing a green robe, with his hair tied back in a Daoist knot and a wooden hairpin inserted into it. If it wasn't Xuan Huangzi from Xuanyu Mountain, who else could it be? At this moment, Guo Yi only saw Xuan Huangzi alone, but didn't see his senior fellow disciple Xuan Dizi.

  Apart from Xuan Huangzi, Yin Baihe, the head of the Shenbing family, was also standing on the banks of the Immortal River wearing a silver robe. Although Yin Baihe was the head of the Shenbing family, he was not the strongest in the family, so he did not have the qualifications to ascend to the Lingyu Ancient Platform.

  Apart from these two people, Mr. Zheng Zhi with a serious face was also standing among the crowd. Guo Yao had known that he had arrived at Jiulong Valley long ago, but he didn't expect him to appear here.

  Xuan Huangzi, Yin Baihe, Zheng Zhi Xiansheng... these people are all big shots in the cultivation world, but even they don't have the qualifications to ascend to the Lingyu Ancient Platform. Then what kind of powerful figures are on those seven platforms?

  Guo Yi looked up and was shocked to see a sacred white jade skull sitting on the top of the nine white jade ancient platforms.

  These nine white jade ancient platforms, the top one is the largest, and the other eight are divided below, along the direction of the lower immortal river, presenting a pattern of four on the left and four on the right.

  This white jade skull sat high on top, although it was a skull, but it emitted a holy aura all over its body, the bones on its body were not stained with any blemishes, and a dazzling light burst out from its two bone eyes, like two stars.

  What surprised Guo Yi was not the sacred white jade skull, but that Feng Shuangzi, who was known as the number one righteous person, was actually sitting below it. This would have shocked anyone who saw it, but everyone present didn't seem to be surprised at all, as if this were a very normal thing.

  Feng Shuangzi sat in the first seat on the right, while the first seat on the left was occupied by an old monk with a dignified and majestic appearance. The monk had a full face and a smooth complexion, his beard was about half a meter long, but his eyebrows were even longer, reaching all the way to the ground. At the roots of his eyebrows and beard, there was white hair, but the tips of his eyebrows and beard were greenish-black, which made Guo Yicun feel astonished and extraordinary.

  Guo Yi felt a familiar aura from the old monk, and the rosary of suffering masters on his neck trembled slightly. The old monk seemed to have sensed something too, and he smiled faintly in Guo Yi's direction, nodding his head lightly.

  His smile, though silent, sent a series of clear and resonant Buddhist chants to Guo Yao's ears, as if tens of thousands of monks were reciting scriptures beside him, instantly purifying the distracting thoughts in his mind, making him feel like he had undergone a spiritual cleansing, and his entire being felt lighter by a huge margin.

  Another top-notch expert, no less than Feng Shangzi!

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  Alas! From Monday to Friday, there are classes during the day, and Lao Jiu can only try his best to keep two updates a day. If time permits, he will definitely update three chapters. Now, I'm going to write the third chapter, but I don't know if I can finish it before the power is cut off. All I can say is that I'll do my best!

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