On the fifth day of the fifth month, the territory of heaven is honored!

On the day of the great birthday of the Heaven of the Heaven. The sun shines everywhere, and the auspicious air surges into the sky. Between the heaven and earth, there are bursts of fragrance, and countless immortal birds and beasts are flying in the territory of the Heaven of the Heaven, and the fairy music is floating, and there is a grand plan for the prosperous era.

One strong man after another officially went to Zuntian Palace Square to celebrate the Saint's birthday.

The Temple of Death of Sin.

Yin Hentian bowed to Yan Chuan again: "Thank you for your accomplishment!"

Yan Chuan affirmed: "If you want to do it, then do it. No matter what the result is, no matter how many enemies you attract, since you are a minister of Dazhen, you will be in all dangers, Dazhen will help you continue!"

Yin Hentian's eyes were moved and said, "The luckiest thing for me in my life is to be able to become a minister!"

"Let's go, the Saint's birthday begins!" Yan Chuan said with a smile.

"Yes!" Everyone nodded.

He left the Hall of Death of Sin, got on the dragon chariot, and drove towards the Hall of Heaven.

Before we got closer, we saw countless rays of light in the distance, and countless practitioners gathered from all directions.

"Worship the Lord of the Heavenly Territory, Chen Baitian, and sent the Nine-Turn Heavenly Fire Pearl to congratulate the saint for thousands of years and endless life!"

"Tianren Daojun, Fusu, sent a volume of the suicide note of the ancestors to congratulate the saints on their generations of immortal blessings!"

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In front of the Heavenly Palace, a group of strong people presented their own treasures to celebrate the saint's birthday.

The saint has not yet appeared in the Heavenly Palace.

The first disciple of the saint, everyone who has been received by the ice.

"Worship the leader of the Tian Sect, please come here. My ancestors have been thinking about you for a long time. After this birthday party, you must stay in the territory of Zuntian for more time!" Huaihua received.

"Tianren Daojun? My ancestors often mentioned you. When I see you today, I am indeed very charming. Please!" Huabing smiled at a gentle and handsome man.

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Zuntian Palace Square is a lively scene.

Zuntian Palace Square is divided into two areas, Shangke District and Xiake District. Shangke District is the master of major territory, the strongest family, or the ancestral immortal. It can be closest to the saint.

Others who came to congratulate were sitting in the guest area. Although they could also see the Zuntian Hall, they were still a bit far away.

While everyone was welcoming each other and getting to know each other.

"Look, it's the old demon Yan!" Someone suddenly started to scream.

When you come to the throne of heaven, you may not know any cultivator except the saints, but you must know the great achievements of the old demon Yan.

The robbery of the sky corpse? What a bad reputation?

Some time ago, I just robbed the coffin of the sky, but now it has been several months. Everyone knows that Yan Chuan even swallowed an ancestor immortal. He has a huge strength and a arrogant demon. All the cultivators who went to "Eliminate Demons and Defense" were killed and thrown away their armor.

At this moment, the dragon chariot flew over, and many cultivators showed their eyes red, but of course they were more curious.

Not everyone follows the crowd. When news from the Heavenly Man Palace came, it was quickly analyzed that Yan Chuan had fought with the Zuo family. The Zuo family is a giant. What kind of virtue is Yan Chuan?

The dragon chariot landed in the corner of the square.

There were 16 people coming to the reception area where the Zuo family was sitting, including Zuo Qing. Zuo Qing narrowed his eyes slightly, and a cold light shone in his eyes.

The Hua family's children in charge of reception also flashed their expressions.

Hua Tianjun's face looked ugly.

Huaiyi walked up to him with a hint of curiosity.

"This person must be Emperor Yan. Hua Delusion is in Dazhen, and he is under the care of Emperor Yan!" Hua Bing said politely.

Yan Chuan looked at the ice melting.

"Saint King, this is the Great Ancestor Huabing. Apart from his ancestor, he is the first person in the Hua family!" Hua Yanliang explained.

Yan Chuan shook his head and said, "It is up to Dazhen to turn desolate into Dazhen. I have not taken care of him in the slightest way. What he has gained is what he deserves!"

"Oh?" A trace of curiosity flashed in Huabing's eyes.

"Emperor Yan, let's put the dragon chariot here for the time being. The ancestor has arranged a seat, please!" Huabing said with a smile.

"Um!"

Yan Chuan nodded.

After getting off the dragon chariot, Yan Chuan followed Huabing in front. Guiguzi, Yin Hentian, Huabing Desolate in the back.

The group walked through the square, and above the square, the original noisy suddenly became quiet. Split a road and let Yan Chuan walk by. Countless cultivators suddenly became complicated when they saw Yan Chuan's expression.

Because Yan Chuan and his party’s seats were actually in the reception area? Is it just because he is an ancestral immortal?

Many practitioners show dissatisfaction, but at this moment, no one dares to be arrogant on the saint's birthday.

Yan Chuan and his party set foot on the guest area.

The powerful men in Shangke District also cast curious eyes.

Shangke District is divided into 18 communities.

In Zuo Family Community, sixteen people flashed their expressions, some were sneering, some were sarcastic, some were solemn, some were worried. Zuo Qing even had a trace of resentment flashing in his eyes.

In Tianren Daojun Community, Fusu's eyes flashed. At this moment, he grabbed a folding fan and gently squeezed his right hand, as if he was concealing a stir in his heart.

Yan Chuan stepped into Shangke District and looked around the eighteen communities. When he saw Fusu, he did not show too many expressions. He flashed by, as if he didn't care about Fusu at all.

Slowly, he was introduced into his own small area.

With a black robe, Yan Chuan sat down, with all the wine and delicacies on the table, and there were servants next to him to serve.

Guiguzi sat on the side and said, "The Holy King, the lord of the eastern and outer continents of the underworld, has arrived one quarter of the Zuo family from the Inner South continent. The Zuo family seems to be the biggest force on this trip! It's not good to come!"

Yan Chuan nodded.

Yin Hentian looked towards the Zuo family, and a hint of hatred flashed in his eyes.

"Saint King, I'll go and see my ancestors!" Hua Yan said respectfully.

"Go, Hua Zuntian's birthday, you are his descendant, don't worry about us today! Also, since you are here to congratulate me, this is a gift!" Yan Chuan handed out a scroll.

"Yes!" Hua said desolately.

"Dazhen Holy Court, Yan Chuan, I will send Yan Chuan a handwritten book to congratulate the saint!" Hua Yan held the scroll and walked towards the gift area.

Your own handbook?

Countless cultivators around looked at Yan Chuan with contempt. Is this gift too stingy?

Not far away, the Lord of the Birth Zone and Fusu laughed and said, "Haha, Brother Fusu, you and I have been friends for many years and have seen many stingy people, but today I have gained my knowledge. My handwritten book? Haha, he thought it was the same as your saint's suicide note?"

Fusu lied the folding fan in his hand and shook his head slightly: "Brother Chen, you underestimate that handwritten book too much. Compared with that, the suicide note I gave to the ancestor is worthless!"

"Oh?" Chen Baitian was slightly stunned.

"If you can ask the saint for a handwritten book, I can guarantee you that it won't take long. Most of the ancestral immortal tools in the world are willing to exchange this handwritten book with you!" Fusu said with a smile.

"What? It's just a piece of characters!" Chen Baitian looked disbelieving.

Fusu smiled slightly and stopped explaining.

Gradually, Zuntian Palace Square was full, and many of them came uninvited, waiting far outside Zuntian Palace Square.

"Boom!"

The gate of Zuntian Palace slowly opened.

For a moment, the originally noisy Zuntian Palace Square suddenly became quiet and everyone looked at it.

The door gradually opened, and a white light shot out from the hall and shot towards everyone. For a moment, anyone who was shrouded in white light suddenly felt relieved, as if the cultivation level that had not been able to break through for many years was ready to move again.

A white figure walked out from the white light, and a man in white walked out slowly, followed by a group of disciples and descendants.

The man's face is blurry and it makes people unable to see clearly. But he has a convincing atmosphere that makes everyone admire him.

"Word to the saint!" Countless cultivators stood up and respectfully worshiped them.

Only a very small number of people did not get up.

The man with a vague face was shrouded in holy light, and he transformed into heaven.

"Please sit down!" Hua Zuntian said softly.

The sound is not loud, but it can be heard instantly into everyone's ears.

"Thank you, Saint!" Everyone sat down.

"This time, I am a birthday party of 1.5 million. Thank you for your unabandonedness, I am grateful!" Hua Zuntian said softly.
To be continued...