At The Beginning, The Holy Land Master Is The Uncle, And The Empress Is A Disciple And A Slave.

The sun is high at Chen time.

On Wangqing Peak, tens of thousands of disciples gathered together.

Among those who come and go, there are cultivators who ride dragons and cross cranes, and many people who are immortal and spiritual!

A group of disciples were either standing on the spot, holding their hands on the ancient tree, or flying in the air with their swords, with different expressions and movements. But his eyes were focused on the high platform not far away.

On the high platform, there are seven monks of different ages and genders sitting in order.

Everyone exudes a touch of coercion, and they are not angry but they are powerful!

Taishang Wangqing Peak!

The Supreme Invincible Peak!

Taishang Jindan Peak!

Taishang Wuji Peak!

Taishang Tianji Peak!

Taishang Woniu Peak!

Taishang Xuandu Peak!

The masters of the Seven Meridians of Taishang Sect have all arrived!

Looking at the surrounding disciples, Lu Qingmei smiled lightly at Gu Liangyuan and said:

"I remember the last time Wangqing Peak was so lively, it must have been when my uncle just entered Wangqing Peak."

Gu Liangyuan was quite emotional: "Yes, in the blink of an eye, seven or eight years have passed."

The red-haired burly man on Danfeng's side asked in a buzzing voice: "What kind of apprentice has Master Uncle accepted? He is so mysterious and doesn't come out to meet him in advance?"

Gu Liangyuan smiled slightly: "The time has not come yet, why are you anxious?"

After hearing Gu Liangyuan's reply, several peak masters stopped asking and waited quietly.

The disciples below couldn't bear the loneliness. They were all talking about something in small groups.

The object of discussion is naturally the master of this apprenticeship ceremony.

"I didn't believe it before when you said that my uncle entered the Nascent Soul in one day, but when I felt the pressure of my uncle's Nascent Soul, I completely believed it."

"I remember meeting my uncle half a month ago, and he was completely different from now."

"Although my appearance was outstanding before, I never had the right appearance. Looking at it now, my every move is filled with an inexplicable temperament, which makes people feel amazed."

"What you said is absolutely correct. This temperament is different from coercion. I can't tell you the specific feeling. But even if Grandmaster does nothing and just stands there, it makes people feel that he is not an ordinary person."

"Perhaps this is the true face of our great uncle."

"It makes sense. The Wangqing Peak that has been dormant for tens of thousands of years is really going to rise this time."

While several people were discussing, an inappropriate voice suddenly came:

"Don't be so optimistic. It's too early to talk about its rise."

Hearing this, everyone turned their heads. When they saw that the man was wearing the clothes of an elite disciple, they hurriedly stepped forward and asked:

"Senior brother, why did you say this?"

The man deliberately showed off his knowledge and said:

"For so many years, Wangqing Peak has produced people with outstanding talents. But no matter what, they are all stuck in Nascent Soul Dzogchen, making it difficult to advance to the gods."

"Generation after generation, it seems like a curse."

"If Master Gu Liang's uncle can break this curse, then Wangqing Peak will truly rise."

An older disciple, listening to the words of the elite disciple in front of him, carefully recalled the rumors about Wangqing Peak, and said in surprise:

"Hey, it's true."

"Ah? How could this happen? Do you have any explanation?"

The older disciple shook his head and looked at the elite disciple again:

"Senior brother, do you know the reason?"

The elite disciple shook his head: "I only know that this should be related to the demon clan."

Disciples, you looked at me, and I looked at you, not sure why.

A disciple changed the subject:

"These are too far away from us. Let's just look at it now. We don't know which lucky person will become the top disciple of Wangqing Peak."

When everyone heard this, their eyes were full of envy.

There are five types of disciples in the Holy Land, namely outer disciples, inner disciples, elite disciples, direct disciples and holy sons.

Needless to say, outer sect disciples often cannot get the true teachings of the Holy Land, so they can only find some magical powers and techniques in the Sutra Pavilion, and usually receive some sect tasks in exchange for some cultivation resources.

When the outer disciples practice to a certain level, they can pass the Grand Competition and worship under the Seven Peaks to practice, becoming inner disciples and receiving a fixed monthly salary.

However, even though he has worshiped under the Seven Peaks, he still has to rely on himself to practice. If the time comes, he may get guidance from the peak master.

If the Peak Master feels that this disciple can be molded, he will accept him as a direct disciple and teach him personally, which is called a direct disciple.

However, between the inner disciples and the direct disciples, there is a special group, the elite disciples.

They are often much stronger than the inner disciples, perhaps because of their qualifications, or perhaps because of their character and other reasons, they are not suitable to inherit the mantle, so they just have a name under a certain peak master and are relatively free.

Finally, there is the Holy Son. The direct disciples of Qifeng will hold a competition to select the best ones to become candidates for the next generation of sect masters in the Supreme Holy Land.

This candidate is called the Son or the Saint.

Only in this way can the holy place be preserved for a long time.

These outer disciples have to go through many levels of hurdles if they want to climb up the ranks. The lucky ones who were accepted as disciples by Gu Liangyuan directly became his direct descendants, which naturally made them envious.

Moreover, as the top disciple of Wangqing Peak, there is a high probability that he will inherit Wangqing Peak in the future!

It’s not an exaggeration to call it a step to the sky!

They really want to see what amazing talents this lucky guy has.

Under the spotlight, the ceremonial elders of the Holy Land counted on their fingers. Realizing that the auspicious moment had arrived, he immediately became angry and spoke loudly:

"The auspicious time has come, please invite the ancestor's holy elephant!"

The sound was like thunder from the sky, echoing on Wangqing Peak for a long time.

The discussion on the field also stopped at this moment.

In the midst of everyone's attention, Lu Qingmei raised her hand, and a huge portrait measuring one foot square was suspended in the air.

On the portrait is a Taoist with white eyebrows and white beard, holding a fly whisk and riding a green bull upside down, with a leisurely and lifelike expression.

The purple energy behind him came thirty thousand feet from the east, showing his vast magical power.

Gu Liangyuan had seen this portrait before, but his memory hadn't awakened at that time, so he didn't think it was anything.

But now it seems, why is it so familiar?

Taishang... Taishang Laojun?

But before Gu Liangyuan could think about it, he was interrupted by Elder Li who spoke again:

"Where is Qianqiu?"

After finishing his words, Qianqiu among the crowd took a few deep breaths, suppressed the nervousness in his heart, and walked towards the high platform step by step.

At first, everyone didn't take it seriously, but it wasn't until Qianqiu came to the portrait of his ancestor that everyone noticed Qianqiu.

There is no other reason. At this time, Qianqiu is too popular, no matter in appearance or anything else.

Someone said rather disappointedly:

"I thought my uncle was recruiting some kind of talented person. This appearance and temperament are really hard to compliment."

"Yes, as a cultivator, my appearance is worse than that of ordinary mortals. It's really..."

"Wait a minute! What a cultivator, this is just a mortal!"

"Hey, I seem to have seen this person somewhere..."

"I remembered, isn't this a handyman from our Holy Land!"

"It should be called Qianqiu. There was a scar on his forehead before, but it should have been healed by my uncle."

"Head boy?"

"Hey, I was also a handyman disciple, and I have an impression of this Qianqiu. If I remember correctly, she should have no spiritual roots and cannot practice, right?"

"Huh? No spiritual roots?"

As soon as this statement came out, everyone was in an uproar!