The current ranking seemed to be very favorable to the Taiqing Gate. Liu Ming and the purple-haired man were tied for first place, while Yin Se of the Big Dipper Pavilion was third. Behind them were the young man in the silver carriage, Luo Tiancheng, Murong Xueyue, the young woman in green, the Black Phoenix Fairy, the eagle-faced man, and Long Xuan.
In the following time, Liu Ming and the others returned to their respective Sect's gathering place. The Heavenly Palace Emissary, Black Tortoise, walked to the front of the stone tablet again and took out an ancient Bluestone Formation Plate. He kept chanting obscure spells, and another green light shot out and entered the stone tablet.
The surface of the stone tablet suddenly flashed with a green light, and all the names and luck value disappeared from the stone tablet.
After a while, the green light on the stone tablet condensed again, and the names of the Sect and Family were lined up one by one.
The Taiqing Gate had won first place in this Tianmen Gathering with a total luck value of seven and a half Golden Locks, which was only less than one-tenth more than the Big Dipper Pavilion, which was ranked second. The third place was the Nature Work Sect, followed by the Demon Mystic Sect, the Murong Family, the Sky Demon Valley, and the Haoran Academy, which was ranked seventh. The Ouyang Family was behind them, and the other families and some medium-sized Sect were behind them.
Seeing the final ranking on the stone tablet, the Sect Leaders of the Sect and the Elders of the Families all had different expressions on their faces.
"The Taiqing Gate … Liu Ming …"
The Big Dipper Pavilion Master glanced at the stone tablet with a trace of surprise on his face. Then, he glanced at Liu Ming and Tian Ge Immortal and smiled.
It seemed that he didn't care that the first place was snatched away by the Taiqing Gate.
"Well, with the intervention of the Big Dipper Pavilion today, it's already not bad to get the current ranking!" A middle-aged man from the Nature Work Sect murmured. The other two also nodded.
The black-robed old man, who led the Murong Family, stood with his hands behind his back and remained silent.
"The Murong siblings have already done their best, but there seems to be something strange about this Elysium Meeting. The people who came out in the end have actually accumulated so much luck. Even the amount of Luck bestowed upon him isn't this much, "the other white-haired old man said with a frown.
"Of course I know that. The fact that these disciples were able to obtain so much fortune most likely has something to do with the changes that took place earlier, "the black-robed elderly man harrumphed coldly in response.
Liu Ming was also quite puzzled. He did not know why he suddenly had so much luck, but after thinking about it carefully, it most likely had something to do with his son personally killing the two monster incarnations.
"Next, I'd like to invite all the Sect Leaders and Clan Elders who are participating in this Heavenly Gates Meet to take out the treasures of your respective sects and receive the Karmic Luck!"
While everyone was still discussing the final rankings of the Heavenly Gates Meet, Lu Meng, who was beside the stone tablet, once again announced in a clear voice.
His voice wasn't loud, but it was clearly heard by everyone present.
For a moment, the summit of the snowy mountain fell silent once again.
After all, the Sect Guarding Artifacts of the various sects were all existences on the level of Magic Treasures. Most of them already existed when the sect was established, and they were usually placed in the forbidden area to be nourished and nurtured. Ordinary disciples had no chance of seeing them.
After countless years of refinement and nourishment, most of these treasures were closely related to the Sect's Qi and had fused with it. Not only did they possess great power, but they were also usually used as the eye of the sect's protective formation or as an item to ward off evil.
As a result, even if a Sect possessed many treasures of the sect, they would not easily leave the Sect. It was even more difficult for outsiders to catch a glimpse of the treasures, and they would only have a sliver of a chance at the Heavenly Gates Meet.
The Heavenly Gates Meet was only held once every 800 years. If they missed this one, they would have to wait for another 800 years.
Therefore, regardless of whether it was the individual cultivators or the disciples of the various sects, most of them were silent. Everyone was extremely excited as they waited for the sects to show off their treasures. It would be an eye-opener for them.
At the gathering place of the Taiqing Gate, Daoist Tian Ge immediately shook his sleeve. A green light flashed and a green staff appeared in his hand.
The staff was a few feet long and shone with a green light. It looked rather simple and unadorned. The top of the staff was in the shape of a dragon's head with bright and piercing eyes. The body of the staff was like the body of a green dragon spiraling up. At the same time, the body of the dragon was covered with circles of light golden spiritual inscriptions. There were 108 of them. At first glance, the entire staff was like a green dragon, emitting wisps of gentle and warm green light.
Under the cover of the green light, Liu Ming felt a warm aura circulating throughout his body. The Fa Li in his body that was on the verge of exhaustion was gradually replenished.
"It turns out that this is the treasure of the Taiqing Gate. It is really extraordinary." He immediately muttered to himself.
Liu Ming calmed down and looked around. The rest of the people of the Sect had also taken out their respective treasures.
A man in a yellow short-sleeved shirt from the Nature Craftsmanship Sect took out an octagonal matrix plate about a foot in size, which was glowing with yellow light. Each of the eight corners of the matrix plate was carved with a strange-looking, vivid demon beast. At the center of the matrix plate, there were circles of dense spiritual stripes, which were flashing a creepy red light that was breathtaking.
The middle-aged scholar of the Haoran Academy held a golden ancient book in one hand, and the other hand was behind his back. His clothes were fluttering in the wind. His whole body seemed to be shrouded in a layer of golden light under the reflection of the golden ancient book. His body seemed to be full of a sacred and inviolable aura.
An old man in a black robe of the Demon Mystic Sect was hovering in the air with his arms crossed. He had no expression on his face. Beside him was a white bone flag that was thirty to forty meters in size. It was surrounded by black gas. Ghosts were faintly appearing, and there were bursts of ghostly wails and howls.
At the same time, the rest of the 8 major families and the elders of the big and small sects also took out their respective treasures at this moment. For a time, all kinds of spiritual lights flashed one after another. The aura on the scene became mixed and extremely rich.
Just as everyone was overwhelmed by the sight, the originally clear sky above the peak of the snowy mountain suddenly turned dark, causing the entire snowy mountain to look as if it was night time. The sky was dotted with stars, shining brightly.
This scene naturally attracted everyone's attention again.
Among the dense stars in the sky, wisps of starlight poured down from them, and they all gathered toward a man in a yellow shirt.
This person was none other than the Big Dipper Pavilion Master!
This person's eyes were tightly closed, and he was holding a fist-sized, shimmering dark blue bead in one hand. Strands of starlight were endlessly surging into the dark blue bead, and there were dense white specks of light flashing within the dark blue bead. They seemed to form a nebula pattern that was slowly circulating, and it was quite peculiar.
Liu Ming was far away, but he could feel a vast aura emanating from the bead in all directions.
This scene suddenly made the treasures of most of the small and medium sects overshadowed. Even the 8 major families were a little inferior.
"Luck Awakening!"
The messenger of the Heavenly Palace saw that all the sects were ready. He turned around and waved his sleeve. A wisp of golden light flew out and condensed in the void. Then, it turned into a huge golden rune.
"Poof", the golden rune flashed into the entire Stele of Luck. Suddenly, there was a loud rumbling sound, and the entire stele shone with golden light!
"Boom", there was a loud noise!
The entire black and white stele burst open, turning into wisps of gray mist that scattered in all directions.
These gray mists seemed to have spirituality. After hovering in the void, they all drilled into the treasures of the major sects' masters and elders.
Among them, the Taiqing Gate naturally obtained the most gray mists.
The staff in Daoist Tian Ge's hand suddenly trembled slightly. The dragon eye flashed red, and the green light became bright and dim. After a full seven or eight breaths, it gradually returned to normal.
After Daoist Tian Ge glanced at the green staff, he smiled faintly, and put away the green staff.
At the same time, the elders of the other sects and families also put away their treasures.
After the time it took for an incense stick to burn, the battlefield returned to its original state.
It was just that the people of the Sect or family who achieved good results in the Tianmen Meeting were mostly happy, but those who did not have good results were dejected.
"According to the rules of the Tianmen Meeting, the top 3 people in luck ranking will be rewarded separately. Liu Ming of the Taiqing Gate, Lu Meng of the Big Dipper Pavilion, Yin Se, you three come with me now. " The Heaven Palace messenger, Xuan Wu, slowly glanced at the people present, and said again with a blank expression.
When Liu Ming heard this, he was delighted.
The strength of the Heaven Palace was unfathomable. It could be seen that the so-called reward would not be bad.
When the other disciples of the Taiqing Gate heard this, they couldn't help but turn to look at Liu Ming with envy in their eyes.
However, Luo Tiancheng snorted with his arms crossed.
"Liu Ming, you go with the messenger of the Heaven Palace. We will wait for you at the base at the foot of the snow mountain, and then we will set off together to return to the Sect." Daoist Tian Ge waved his hand at Liu Ming and said.
"Disciple obeys!" After Liu Ming cupped his fists, he made a hand sign, stepped on a black cloud, and soared into the sky.
At the same time, Lu Meng and Yin Se of the Big Dipper Pavilion also turned into two balls of silver light and soared into the sky, once again arriving in front of the male and female messengers of the Heaven Palace.
Xuan Wu glanced at the three people and nodded. Suddenly, he waved his sleeve, and a white cloud about 50 or 60 feet in size lifted the four people up. It turned into a ball of white light, and broke through the sky toward the giant island above.
The Profound Nascent Soul also followed closely behind.
Liu Ming didn't see the surrounding scene clearly. He only felt that there was a vast expanse of whiteness in front of him, and there was a whooshing sound in his ears from time to time. After his body suddenly sank and the light nearby faded, a mighty and solemn palace stood in front of him.
This palace was not too big, only a few hundred feet high and wide. The whole body was built with crystal white marble. Under the reflection of the sun, the whole palace was covered with a faint layer of soft white light.
Before Liu Ming and the others could take a few more looks, Xuan Wu next to him shook his sleeve again, and suddenly a strong wind swept them into the main hall.
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