The date of the opening of the invisible spirits realm (1)

Zhao yongzheng walked with his big sister, when they entered the fourth halls, everyone's eyes turned towards them, most of them specifically towards zhao xiaohui. She was like the white swan currently famous in the sect due to the speed of her progress. And certainly pathetic looks were also given to zhao yongzheng, the bird with a broken wing who could not fly, and certainly ridiculous looks overlapped with those looks.

They march towards the sect master's palace, but are stopped by a loud voice behind them. "Zhao xiaohui, Zhao yongzheng!" a person called out loudly, "Where are you going?"

Approaching behind them, he was a young man of average height and brown. He has short, brunette hair, brown eyes that look calm. His facial features were normal, a slightly light skin and a slight freckle around the nose. He wears simple, lightweight training clothes, but if you check and see how they glow with a light glow, it is clear that they were expensive despite its simple appearance because it was itself a powerful shield.

Zhao Xia, the eldest son of their uncle and master of the divine eye hall, was zhao changming. 

Zhao xiaohui stopped and took a deep breath, then turned towards zhao xia with a slight smile. "We have an appointment with sect master, big brother zhao xia. What about you?"

Zhao xia did not even pay attention to zhao yongzheng, he just called him because he was next to zhao xiaohui, "Sect master will announce the date of the invisible spirits realm, so my father called me, congratulations also on your breakthrough before enter the invisible spirits realm, I see that after a while I am the one who will call you the big sister."

Your order of respect was declared by cultivation, and if your cultivation was the largest, no matter how young, everyone should call you the big brother. Zhao xia was a cultivator from the formation stage in the realm life-point, but he could not enter the blossoming of energy no matter how he tried, his master consoled him that he should not rush and take his time and inevitably he will breakthrough the realm flower of Life for the blooming stage.

"Huh, I see younger sister zhao xiaohui and younger brother zhao xia are here too, oh... the master of the twilight reflection palace is here as well" A feminine voice slowly approaches from afar and salutes them, but the cynicism at the end of the sentence was obviously about a particular person.

She was an attractive girl with natural beauty. Her skin is white and soft, and her silky black hair flies softly around her face when she moves. Her wide eyes were warm brown, vivid. Her beautiful curved eyebrows added a touch of beauty to her features. 

Her body was graceful and symmetrical, with a beautifully plump chest commensurate with her stature. Wearing a mixed black and red robe, the robe was open at the bottom, revealing her jade white thigh, adding a touch of elegance and attractiveness to her look.

Her movements were smooth and graceful, and her clothes added a touch of mystery and appeal to her overall appearance. Attracting attention by her grace and self-confidence, simultaneously embodying natural beauty and simplicity, the first disciple and most powerful cultivator of phoenix hall, breath of the soul realm of the blooming stage, Jing Yi. The master of phoenix hall, Deng Xiaowan, apparently called her as well.

Everyone clearly noted the irony. Zhao xiaohui glowed very coldly towards Jing Yi, when she tried to express, zhao yongzheng cut her off with his slight smile. "Haha, Big sister Jing Yi, good to see you. Even when I do not have spiritual power, I feel your wonderful strength." 

Zhao xiaohui suppressed her desire and ignored it when her younger brother spoke, knowing that he did not like fighting, specifically about his inability to cultivate.

"Hmph" Jing Yi replied with only a brief snoring about his flattery and did not respond. 

The silence prevailed for a few moments, until zhao xia saved it by saying, "Let's go, we will show that we are unworthy if we delay any longer."

Everyone nodded and walked to the sect master's palace. As at any time in the eternal spirit sect, sect master palace it's not changed at all, with the aura surrounding it reflecting immortal power and authority. As soon as they entered, they were met by powerful auras of a number of people, the masters of the halls and three disciples, the master of the sect was not seen around.

They all bowed, the first to speak was Jing Yi, "the disciple of the phoenix hall, Jing Yi, greeting the masters of the halls and the disciples brothers." 

Zhao yongzheng, zhao xiaohui, and zhao xia bent down to her, and they humbly bowed down. The masters of the halls were content to nod but the disciples bowed, while the disciples bowed with respect, waiting for the arrival of the sect master who has yet to appear. To the right of the chair was the master of phoenix Hall, Deng Xiaowan, who had grown so much since the last heavenly tribulation of the sinner. His back is clearly curved, his hair and beard and even his eyebrows are dyed with a bright white color, embodying his spiritual energy as a flame within a lantern waiting for it's time to extinguish.

Next to the Master of the phoenix hall, the master of the divine eye hall, zhao changming. Which was obviously affected by the disaster as well. Its cultivation has fallen by two whole realms, the biggest loss any cultivator can suffer. The damage inside his body is still evident, casting a shadow over him. He still coughs from time to time, and his spiritual power wobbles a little due to the erosion of the absorption of life that he suffered during that tribulation, for what still needs many years to approach a full recovery, but to return to his previous cultivation? It was a hopeless dream.

On the left of the chair, master of the divine revelation sword hall, shen bolin. He suffered serious injuries and wounds that forced him to stay in bed for at least ten years. There are still some minor burns on his body, which, despite his high spiritual power, have not disappeared and have become an indelible reminder of those difficult days.

Next to him is master of the formation hall, Qing Shan, who took office after Lin Shan died in that terrible tribulation. She was dressed in white with gold inscriptions, which gave her an aura of greatness and dignity. Her full body is the most prominent of her female beauty, and her dark brown hair is arranged in the shape of a ponytail, to increase her elegance. Her white skin glowed a light gold color, reflecting her elegance and elegance. Her bright brown eyes and her sword eyebrows added a touch of beauty and attractiveness to her handsome face.

It is clear that this catastrophe is still present until now, and it will not be erased even after a short time. But what was also surprising was the three disciples in the hall as well, their cultivation was no less than that of Jing Yi either.

Before the master of the divine revelation sword hall, a young disciple stood up. Her calm, sharp face and saber-rattling aura made everyone around her feel an instinct to warn them not to approach her. Her eyes bore a glimmer of determination and calm, and her slender, sturdy body reflected her rigorous training. It seemed like a sharp sword cutting through the air with its deadly fingerprint. Her lost female body of some favorite fat gave her a unique appeal. Without her aura, it would have been easy to fall into the trap of her pleasant and attractive appearance, making one want to approach her and embrace her. She was the first disciple of the divine revelation sword hall, Zhao Mei.

Before the master of the formation hall, a bright young man stood with his ever-smiling face, radiating with energy and vitality. His large, muscular body reflects years of hard training and hard work. His wool skin highlights his manly features, and his huge eyes glow with optimism and determination. His short brown hair adds a touch of vitality, perfectly in tune with the rest of his features.

Despite his appearance and strong physique, he had a warm, gentle smile. His movements were flexible and consistent, indicating high combat skills and precise body control. He had an aura of self-confidence that drew attention, as if his presence were filled with positive energy. His clothes were simple and practical. He was the first disciple of the formation hall, Jiang Huang.

The last person was the first disciple of the divine eye hall, Chen Yong. He was a young man with a quiet and strong aura, which made him stand out among others. His face is handsome and his features are consistent, with dark eyes reflecting intelligence and deep thinking. His long black hair fell softly on his shoulders, giving him a mysterious and attractive touch. 

His athletic symmetrical body is clearly visible through his elegant sky blue robe. His spiritual energy was strong and steadfast, making him look like someone who could not be easily shaken.

All the disciples glanced at zhao yongzheng, trying to hide their astonishment and surprise. Everyone in the hall was one of the most powerful people in the sect, meeting, waiting for an important announcement from the sect master when the invisible spirits realm would appear. But the presence of zhao yongzheng, who is known to be incapable of cultivating, raised their questions. No one, not even the masters of the halls, dared to oborect to his existence, as the master of the sect unusually protected him, being the very essence of his eye.

Everyone remembered the famous incident when the son of a small sect master dared to mock zhao yongzheng during a tour outside the sect. When he reached it, the sect master himself visited the sect and sought justice. He did not leave until he received the head of the son of the sect master and all the high quality Spiritual Stones that the sect had.

This incident cemented zhao yongzheng's status as an unassailable individual, and made everyone caution against even thinking of insulting or downplaying him; after that, zhao yongzheng decided to stay within the boundaries of the sect, avoiding going out without a guard to ensure such an incident would never happen again. He also avoided giving his father any details of any harassment he might have been subjected to.

After a short while, heavy steps can be heard calmly advancing from a distance, as if they were carrying the timescale and vibrating spiritual power. An elderly man approached, reaching old age, as half of his hair became completely white, his calm face reflected the effects of light wrinkles that tell the story of a life full of experiences and challenges, was the sect master, Zhao Jian.

His youthful aura, which had sparkled in the past, has been obliterated, and his spiritual power is clearly showing its weakness after that tragic incident. Even his cultivation has declined sharply, causing it to decline in the upper realms it had previously enjoyed by about a full stage and increasing the realm. However, he remained the most powerful person in the sect, demonstrating his former terrible power and their place in the most powerful of the upper sects.