Li Tai used a sound transmitting talisman to inform Luo Yong and the others that he had agreed to allow Bai Xiaochuan to participate in the Assembly of Patriarchs. Bai Xiaochuan successfully obtained a spot.
Three days later, the first ray of sunlight gently caressed the ground. Many were still in their sweet dreams.
"Dong Dong Dong …"
The nine muffled drums rang out, filling every corner of Fallen Cloud Mountain. Bai Xiaochuan, dressed neatly, rushed to the Great Assembly Hall with vigorous footsteps.
In front of the Procedural Hall, there were two neat rows of cultivators. They were all dressed in white, and on their chests and sleeves were a few golden-edged auspicious clouds. This was the official attire of the disciples of the Falling Cloud Sect.
The group of Core Formation elders stood on both sides, with the Marquis of Ying Tian standing right in front of them. A large group of Cloud Sect disciples was watching from afar.
The Assembly of Mu will begin in two days. Today is the day to set out for the Mu Ling Garden. The Great Elder and Sect Master's Marquis Ying Tian was about to go with these disciples to the spirit pasture.
This was also an action of helplessness. Previously, it was always the Core Formation Elders that accompanied the group. However, this time, the sects from the neighboring countries were involved, so they had to be on guard.
Ying Tianhou had no choice but to personally lead the troops, in case any of the neighboring sects or sects took action. This also boosted the morale of the crowd. With the Highest Elder around to hold the line, it was hard to hide the excitement of the group of disciples.
After Ying Tianhou finished his lecture, he encouraged his disciples with two rows of words. On the jade plate, there was a pile of storage pouches. Each disciple participating in the Assembly of Patriarchs could pick any one of them.
Bai Xiaochuan grabbed one and opened it. Inside was a small round shield, a top rank human-step magic treasure. A pair of copper rings was a top grade human-step magic treasure. All that was left were spirit stones and talismans, as well as two bottles of medicinal pills.
To Bai Xiaochuan, these things did not mean much. However, for some disciples with scanty backgrounds, this was already considered a small fortune.
Once everything was in place, the marquis commanded, "Prepare to set off!"
A single Core Formation Elder threw out a magic treasure in the shape of a small boat into the air. Within a few breaths, the small boat had grown to the size of a huge ship.
A huge ship was suspended above their heads. A shadow shrouded the area. An invisible pressure was pressing down on the area, causing the onlookers to involuntarily feel suffocated.
The duke of Ying Tian waved his sleeve and disappeared from where he stood with all his disciples. In a flash of white light, he appeared on the deck of the ship.
The disciples were dumbstruck, sizing up this huge ship. Five steps to the first floor, ten steps to the first floor. Streams of water flowed under the bridge, and a large group of carp played in the water.
The Phoenix Restaurant was a grand and magnificent building.
The surrounding disciples couldn't help but cry out, cheering for the disciples that were participating in the Mu Ling Great Assembly. Bai Xiaochuan also saw Zhang Hui and the rest waving at him.
Bai Xiaochuan called out to them, "Wait for me to come back, I'll bring you guys some local specialties from the Mu Ling Garden."
Some people laughed out loud and said, "Do you think this is a group outing? You even brought local specialties."
The elder piloted the boat and it turned into a streak of light in the sky and disappeared into the horizon.
Ying Tianhou said, "All disciples, rest in the ship's great hall. We will arrive at the Mu Ling Garden in a day's time.
The group of disciples followed him inside the ship. Inside, it was beautiful and dazzling to behold. All kinds of auspicious beasts had lifelike carvings, and the exquisite frescoes were pleasing to the eyes.
They each found a place to sit down cross-legged. Some sat together in groups of two or three and discussed in whispers. Some of them closed their eyes to recuperate. Nervous, stiff, excited, etc.
Bai Xiaochuan also pretended to be meditating with his eyes closed. He had an enigmatic expression on his face. There were also people who wanted to chat with him, but when they saw Bai Xiaochuan painstakingly cultivating, they had no choice but to give up.
In fact, Bai Xiaochuan and Bai Xiaochuan were discussing the Mu Ling Great Assembly with each other in their hearts.
Bai Xiaowang brought up a heaven defying idea. Bai Xiaochuan could consume all the spiritual medicines he had gathered. Bai Xiaowang was sealed in the cauldron, and a portion of it was given to the sect.
Bai Xiaochuan was overjoyed, "Eating kickbacks? I like it. "
Finally, everyone quieted down. Quietly adjusting their condition, they were getting closer and closer to the Mu Ling Garden. These disciples were all more or less nervous.
Ying Tianhou looked at these disciples and sighed inwardly, "How many will make it back alive?"
A bloody storm was about to come!