Chapter 1955 Hong Yi (31)

In Xu Yi's opinion, today's prayer ceremony was just a familiar meeting.

It's interesting to say that if at this time, he was out wandering around the world and asked people about his origins in the Xuanqing Zongzong, if others said something about a certain elder in the Xuanqing Zong and a certain inner sect immortal king, How, he couldn't answer at all.

While the old god Xu Yizheng was there, someone else arrived. Within a few seconds, all the more than a hundred futons under the main hall were full.

Another stick of incense passed in time, but no elder arrived yet. Xu Yi secretly thought that it was strange. According to the rules, this shouldn't be the case.

If you delay any longer, the auspicious time will pass.

It's really strange that Man Shuohong didn't even see any traces of the elders.

Xu Yi was not the only one to be suspicious. He had already captured several voices from the scene, all of which were asking questions about the strange situation in front of him.

Suddenly I heard the sound of a chime, and the whole hall was filled with jade beads. Immediately, the familiar voice of Master Chihuo came in, "All disciples, go to the back mountain. This time the ceremony will be held in the back mountain."

There was an uproar in the venue. How important the prayer ceremony was. I had never heard of it being held anywhere other than the Hall of Light.

"Why are you so stunned? If you miss the right time, I will definitely not forgive you!"

Master Chihuo's voice boomed again, and he stopped in an uproar. All the disciples got up at the same time and rushed out of the hall.

Xu Yi followed the large army and stayed at the end, not too far away but not too close. He walked around a patch of green and then turned around a stream. From afar, he saw more than ten people scattered in an open field halfway up the mountain.

With just one glance, Xu Yi recognized Master Chihuo and Elder Gong. It was obvious that these were the elders.

The next moment, Xu Yi's eyes were fixed on a short old man wearing coarse linen clothes.

The short old man had an extremely strange temperament. To put it bluntly, he had no temperament at all. He was just an old country farmer. His trousers were still rolled up high, his feet were stained with black mud, and he had a look of hardship and sorrow on his face.

However, Xu Yi concluded at a glance that this short old man was Hong Taoist, the headmaster of Xuanqing Sect, a monk in the calamity period.

This judgment is also based on past experience. It is often the case that once the gap in cultivation realm widens, it is impossible to judge the reality of the other party.

Sure enough, when a group of inner disciples came closer, they all bowed down to the short old man and shouted, "Headmaster."

Xu Yi also bowed hidden in the crowd. He could clearly feel the inner sect disciples' sincere respect and desire for Hongdao.

This made him more and more convinced that the Spirit-Evolving Pill of the Xuanqing Sect disciples fell on Hongdao.

Hong Taoist looked at everyone with a smile and waved his hand, "Look at you all in auspicious clothes, why are you still saluting in this muddy place? It's my fault that you changed your mind temporarily. The reason for changing this place is that the old Taoist suddenly had a whim and wanted to change the rules. , instead of following the same process that has not changed for years, why don’t we all work together and sincerely do something for the mountain gate. If God is willing, he will definitely take pity on our sincerity, wouldn’t it be better than worshiping and kowtowing thousands of times in the temple.”

"Give me the teaching decree!"

Everyone answered in unison.

Suddenly, a person emerged from the crowd of inner disciples, holding a palm-sized golden little dragon in his palm. The little dragon looked majestic, with flying scales and claws. There were five colors of light all over its body, which was very eye-catching. The disciple held the little dragon, He prostrated himself on the ground and shouted, "Teacher, this little golden dragon was accidentally obtained by a disciple from a secret place. Starting this morning, this time the little dragon was whistling in this direction. After that, Then came the news that the location of the grand ceremony had been changed. It can be seen that this little dragon is quite supernatural. It must be the auspicious sign sent by God to revive my Xuanqing."

Xu Yi stared at that person, wondering in his heart, it would be too outrageous to still play a trick of auspiciousness in a place full of cultivators.

After thinking about this for a lifetime, Xu Yi found that many of the inner disciples had a flash of gloom on their faces, and he was a little confused.

"Wonderful. Although this golden dragon is extremely small, it is full of momentum and looks like a king. It is indeed auspicious."

"The golden dragon surrounds the five qi, and Xuanqing Ze is surrounded by the people. This is the symbol of my Xuanqing prosperity."

"Although it only has the shape of a dragon, but no dragon aura, it is undoubtedly a good sign that this transformation can take place at this time."

"…………"

All the elders praised him endlessly.

Xu Yi instantly realized that it didn't matter whether the monks in front of him believed in auspiciousness or not. The key was that it was an auspicious moment. Even if it was not auspicious, it must become auspicious. To put it bluntly, the general environment required it.

Sure enough, Hongdao smiled and said, "I'm determined."

With that said, with a wave of his hand, an old servant stepped forward and collected the golden dragon.

At this moment, another inner disciple came out of the crowd and said loudly, "Unfilial disciple, I got a heavenly book from an ancient mountain mausoleum, but it is difficult to understand the mystery of it. I am willing to offer it to the master, so as not to let the pearl be obscured." cast."

As soon as he finished speaking, someone else followed him, chanting loudly, "The sound of the bell is heard in the distance, and the shadow of Yiyilin is hidden in ten thousand crows..."

But it is a long poem with quite literary grace and a sense of transcendence.

After reciting it, it attracted a lot of admiration. Even Hongdao showed a satisfied look and nodded at the man and praised him as "spiritual."

Xu Yi finally found out that the person who wrote the long poem was Jun Wuxie, the most famous among the inner disciples.

After Jun Wuxie finished writing poems, people came out one after another, offering treasures, offering auspicious signs, or reciting poems.

It didn't seem like it happened suddenly, but rather it seemed that he had been prepared for it. Now that it had happened, Xu Yi still couldn't understand why. Almost all the inner disciples were prepared, and they were all holding back their energy to show their faces in front of Hongdao.

Only those who entered the inner gate with him showed no signs of it. It was probably not because they were unaware of the news, but because they knew that they were not qualified enough and there was no point in getting involved.

Hong Yi is a very generous person and is not bothered by the commotion in front of him.

On the other hand, Chi Hu's eyes were spitting fire, and his expression was not good. Wherever his eyes went, the scene quickly returned to peace.

Hong Yi smiled and said, "On this happy day, Chihuo, you don't have to look so long. Everyone has desires, and it's not too much to have desires. This is the source of progress. I, Xuanqing, can have so many good disciples. I am very experienced." Glad. Okay, let’s start the ceremony.”

Hongdao's open-mindedness quickly warmed up the atmosphere in the venue.

At the moment, Hongdao was the presiding priest, accompanied by Chihuo, who went through a rather complicated process, including worshiping the sky, knocking on the earth, visiting the five directions, and paying homage to the underworld. It started from the dawn of the morning sun and ended when the sun reached the middle of the sky.

Master Chihu asked Master Hong for instructions, but there was still a decree to give him.

Hongdao pointed to the field at his feet and said, "Now that we have moved here, it is different. I have a batch of spiritual seedlings that need to be planted. There are too many. You all come and help."

As he spoke, he waved his hand, and a jade gourd fell into the air, releasing a large amount of clear water.