“Worthy of being the highest-grade Immortal Artifact mask of the Samsara Hall, with this transformation, it's practically identical to me.” Chang Qi couldn’t help but say upon seeing this.

“Wonderful, wonderful... In this case, even many elders of my Xianshan Sect may not be able to distinguish the truth.” Zhou Xianyang applauded in admiration.

“Next, I hope Fellow Daoist Chang will describe the characteristics of your cultivation methods to me in detail.” Han Li said to Chang Qi.

In order to avoid various incidents, he was already skilled at impersonating others, so his gestures and demeanor had already changed, and he looked seven parts similar to Chang Qi, which made Zhou Xianyang and the others amazed.

“Naturally.” Chang Qi nodded.

“You guys talk in detail here, I'll go and collect information on the participating status of each sect in this selection.” Zhou Xianyang said, and then left first.

Inside the secret chamber, only the voices of Han Li and the other discussing remained.

……

A month passed quickly.

On this morning, the entire Jiuyuan City was deserted, and almost everyone gathered at the foot of Jiuyuan Mountain.

The Bodhi Banquet quota selection would be held today outside the gate of Jiuyuan Temple.

Han Li had already changed his appearance early in the morning, transformed into Chang Qi, and followed Zhou Xianyang and several elders of the Xianshan Sect to Jiuyuan Mountain.

Along the way, although Han Li didn't speak much, he occasionally exchanged a few words with several Xianshan Sect elders.

The “Chang Qi” elder he was impersonating had been traveling abroad and rarely met other elders, but after all, there were one or two acquaintances among them.

However, Han Li was handling it with ease at this time, and his every move was just like Chang Qi, without revealing the slightest flaw.

The group arrived at the foot of Jiuyuan Mountain, and from afar they saw a huge mountain range towering into the clouds.

The mountain range was continuous, extremely verdant, and the upper half was covered by a thick layer of clouds and mist, making it impossible to see the scenery on the mountain.

Between the rolling clouds, there was a faint glow flowing, which was obviously a cloud sea grand formation protecting the mountain range.

In front of the mountain gate, waterfalls cascaded down the mountain peaks behind them, rainbows hung in the air, the sounds of cranes and apes could be heard everywhere, and the mountain breeze was also filled with wisps of immortal energy, the heaven and earth spiritual power was extremely abundant.

In front of the mountain gate, there was a huge square with a radius of hundreds of miles, which was divided into many areas, and one martial arts stage after another was built, each about ten feet above the ground.

The area outside the martial arts stage was separated by a formation, and at this moment, it was already crowded with thousands of spectators, standing from the ground to floating in the high sky, densely packed and countless.

Han Li and the others followed a pre-opened passage and, under the guidance of a Jiuyuan Temple disciple, all the way inward to a huge semi-circular stone platform at the mountain gate.

At the mountain gate, there stood a huge three-story, twelve-cornered paifang, unlike the secular ones below the mountain, which were painted red and green, but were carved entirely of spirit jade, looking like a huge piece of emerald green jade.

Above the paifang, there was also a white jade plaque, on which were written four characters in golden seal script: "Jiuyuan Scenic Spot".

Han Li looked inward along the archway, and saw a stone step mountain road winding upwards, leading into a hazy mist, and the scenery inside the mountain road disappeared and could not be seen clearly.

Arriving at the semi-circular stone platform, Han Li saw that a row of seats had already been set up on it, also densely distributed, facing the dozen or so martial arts stages in front.

The disciples of the Jiuyuan Temple led the Xianshan Sect and others to a seat on the left side, slightly further away from the center.

Zhou Xianyang greeted the heads of several nearby sects that he knew well, and then went straight to the seat and sat down, while the rest of the people stood behind him.

“I heard that Elder Chang Qi, who has been traveling abroad from your sect, has returned to the sect. I have never had the opportunity to visit him in the past. I wonder which one it is?” An elderly man with crane-like hair sitting next to Zhou Xianyang turned to look at the Xianshan Sect and asked.

Han Li had previously checked the information collected by Zhou Xianyang and recognized this person.

He was none other than Zhao Yuanlai, the Mountain Master of Wuji Mountain, and the cultivator fighting for their sect this time was his clansman Zhao Bolao, a Late-stage Taiyi cultivator who cultivated the power of ice attribute laws, and whose combat power was not weak.

“Junior Brother Chang, since Mountain Master Zhao wants to get to know you, come and pay your respects.” Zhou Xianyang said with a smile.

“Greetings, Mountain Master Zhao.” Han Li responded and stepped forward, saluting Zhao Yuanlai.

Zhao Yuanlai looked Han Li up and down, and exchanged glances with a slender young man with an effeminate face and wearing a white brocade robe behind him, seemingly communicating through sound transmission.

Han Li also knew this person, none other than Zhao Bolao, and their eyes met, and they nodded to each other.

“The divine light is restrained, and the aura is calm and steady. Worthy of being the secret weapon that Sect Master Zhou has always kept hidden. It seems that with Fellow Daoist Chang here, the Xianshan Sect is determined to win this Bodhi Token.” Zhao Yuanlai nodded and praised.

He put on a great show on the surface, but Han Li could see that the other party had not seen through his depth, but had instead become contemptuous.

Zhou Xianyang saw all this and laughed secretly in his heart. If Zhao Bolao really ran into his “Junior Brother Chang” in the competition, then there would be a good show to watch.

While he and Zhao Yuanlai were flattering each other, a refined man wearing a blue bamboo-patterned long shirt, followed by several beautiful women in plain attire, also walked onto the semi-circular stone platform and walked towards a seat on the other side.

As soon as this person arrived, Zhou Xianyang's face suddenly sank, and a look of resentment flashed in his eyes.

Zhao Yuanlai also followed his gaze and looked over, his face also changed slightly, and a few disgust flashed across his face.

“Sikong Jian always puts on a show of being a gentleman wherever he goes, but who in this Jinyuan Immortal Territory doesn't know that he is a shameless hypocrite?” Zhao Yuanlai rebuked without lowering his voice at all.

Han Li also looked over there, and saw Sikong Jian holding the fragrant tea offered by the woman beside him, just about to bring it to his mouth, and seemed to have heard Zhao Yuanlai's words, squinting his eyes and looking over here.

His appearance was indeed worthy of the four words "graceful and handsome", he raised his eyebrows and showed a provocative smile to Zhao Yuanlai and Zhou Xianyang, and took a sip of tea.

“Why didn’t this guy bring his eldest disciple this time, not even the elders of their Guyang Peak, and only brought some female disciples?” Zhao Yuanlai said with some doubt.

“Don’t guess, this old guy has probably given up on his face and is thinking of personally competing with the juniors.” Zhou Xianyang said without any surprise, glanced over there.

“This…” Zhao Yuanlai was a little surprised when he heard this.

It was not impossible for the head of a sect to personally participate in the selection, at least it was not prohibited in the previous announcement, but generally the heads of sects would take their status into consideration and would not do this, after all, if they failed, they would lose the face of the entire sect.

“Dong…”

Just as the two were talking, a loud bell rang suddenly from within the gate of Jiuyuan Temple.

Along with the lingering sound of the bell echoing in the mountains, a patch of colorful clouds floated over the high sky, directly crossed the tall emerald paifang, and landed on the circular stone platform.

The stone platform flashed with light, and five figures appeared from it.

The heads of the sects participating in this competition saw this, and they all stood up, tidied up their appearances, and bowed to the five people in the glow.

Han Li also bowed with everyone, but the corner of his eye was sizing up the few people.

Among the crowd, one in the very center was wearing a golden high crown and a celestial official's robe, with long and narrow eyes, a high nose bridge, and thin lips, and was precisely the Celestial Envoy from the Central Earth Immortal Territory.

The person on his left was wearing a dark green Taoist robe and a lotus treasure crown, and was naturally the Jiuyuan Temple Master Chun Jun Taoist, and the person on the right was of medium stature, with an ordinary appearance, and a friendly smile on his face, and was the Jinyuan Immortal Palace Palace Master Lu Chuanfeng.

There was one person on each side of these two. Han Li had never seen them before, but he had heard Zhou Xianyang mention them before, so he could guess their identities.

Among them, on the left was an old man in a purple robe with a pale face, a swollen face, and a big belly, who looked listless and tired, and was the leader of the Sun Moon Alliance, Celestial Star Venerable.

And on the right was a tall young man with hair like black clouds, his long hair was tied high, with a lock of white hair hanging down in front of his forehead, his appearance was quite handsome, and he looked extraordinary, but he was precisely the current Mountain Master of Baizao Mountain, Huo Yuan.

According to what Jingyang Shangren, whom Han Li knew in Yegu Valley in the Black Mountain Immortal Territory, said, this Mountain Master Huo Yuan should already be the fifth generation Mountain Master of Baizao Mountain.

After these five people appeared, a burst of enthusiastic cheers resounded throughout the square.

Seeing this, Realist Chun Jun stepped forward and raised his hand and pressed down on the void to signal everyone to silence, so the Jiuyuan Temple mountain gate quickly quieted down.

Then, he went back and talked with the Heavenly Court Immortal Envoy for a few words before arranging for everyone to sit down one by one.

“It happens that the Bodhi Grand Meeting is approaching, and we are blessed with the vastness of Heaven’s grace, and we are willing to celebrate with all the cultivators in the world. Now, we are specially approved to issue twelve Bodhi Tokens to the major immortal sects in my Jinyuan Immortal Territory, so that all immortal friends have the opportunity to go to the banquet together and share the Bodhi Dao Fruit.” Chun Jun Taoist said loudly to the crowd in the square.

When everyone heard this, they were overjoyed, as if they were already sharing the grace of the Heavenly Court at this moment.

“Heavenly grace is vast, and blesses all living beings…”

“Heavenly grace is vast, and blesses all living beings…”

……

It wasn’t just who started this sentence first, but everyone followed suit, and the entire mountain gate was instantly submerged by a wave of sound that was stronger than the last.

The Heavenly Court Immortal Envoy seemed quite satisfied to see this scene, and a slight smile appeared on his face.

The others beside him, except for the Celestial Star Venerable with the bulging belly who was dozing off, all had smiles on their faces.

At this time, an elder of the Jiuyuan Temple, who was responsible for hosting the competition, stepped forward and said to the crowd:

“Our Jinyuan Immortal Territory is vast and rich in resources, and there are many immortal sects, but the Bodhi Tokens are ultimately limited in number, only twelve. As to whose hands they will fall into, it depends on how much strength the various immortal sects present here have.”

“What the Heavenly Court has bestowed should be done with all our efforts.” The heads of the surrounding ninety-six sects all stood up again upon seeing this and cupped their hands.

“The participating lists have already been reported by the various sects. Next, please come forward the cultivators from each sect who are participating in the competition to conduct the first round of draw selection.” The host elder said loudly.

When Han Li heard this, he exchanged glances with Zhou Xianyang, strode out, and Zhao Bolao, who was standing behind Zhao Yuanlai, also followed closely and walked to the front.

At the same time, the participating cultivators from other sects also came forward one after another.