MTL - The Evil God Emperor is In the City-Chapter 179 ceremony
Out of Tao Hongjing's yard, there is a thousand bamboo forests full of green.
Zhao Xiaoyuan, the strongest sword-wielding expert in the contemporary monastic world, lives in the depths of the bamboo forest. This man cultivates a shuriken, which is somewhat different from the way of flying swords practiced by ordinary cultivators. Not enough fairy.
Zhao Xiaoyuan is addicted to seeing, and he has almost nothing to hear about the world. He has been practicing swordsmanship in the bamboo forest since the conflict between good and evil. Therefore, although his realm is strong, his name is not known. Only Feng Tianhe and the higher-ranked cultivators are the only ones in the world. Only then did I realize how domineering this sword idiot's sword was, and the younger cultivators hardly knew his name.
On such a big day of Zhengyi Famen, Zhao Xiaoyuan still did not want to join in the fun. One person and one sword were independent of the bamboo forest, and people from all sects and families did not even say hello.
The disciple who led a group of people to visit the grand scene of Zhengyi Dharma Gate seemed to be in awe of him and deliberately led people to spare him.
Ge Mu glanced at him from a distance, his heart was inexplicably awe-inspiring, and he asked Zhu Xixue, "This man's qi is much stronger than your uncle and grandson Gouzi, as sharp as a sword, you can feel his energy from a distance of more than a hundred meters. Edge, who is it?"
"My uncle Zhao Xiaoyuan."
Feng Tianhe added: "Brother Zhao Xiaoyuan is the number one expert in shuriken cultivation. Although his reputation is not well-known, but looking at the cultivator world, people who can pick up his "Thirteen Swords of Nanfa" are afraid that they can count on one hand."
Ge Mu squeezed his chin and let out a light yawn, master!
"If I have a chance in the future, I have to try "The Thirteen Swords of Southern France"
Zhu Xixuebai glanced at Ge Mu, probably because he meant not being over his head, she felt that this guy was always a little too confident: "The front door master Xugu Shibo said that he didn't have the confidence to catch Zhao Shibo's "Thirteen Swords of Southern Law". ."
Ge Mu smiled lightly.
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When you reach the center of the bamboo forest, you can see the "Qianzhang Peak" standing alone on one peak. You can see it in a majestic and calm way. The peak of the peak is faintly visible like a cover.
However, looking at the dead people in the mountains, in fact, there is still a dozen miles away from Qianzhang Peak.
The group of people walked and watched, the time was very accurate, and it was almost noon when they arrived at the foot of Qianzhang Peak.
The succession ceremony of the new sect master of the Zhengyi method has been completed. Under the Qianzhang Peak, except for the disciples who are in charge of reception, the other disciples have gathered in the "Dragon Tiger Dojo" in front of the peak.
From Longhu Dojo to Qianzhang Peak, there is a straight bluestone road, with more than a thousand apricot and yellow road flags standing on both sides, hunting in the mountain wind, and looking up, it leads directly to the three heavenly gates of Qianzhang Peak.
noon.
The sun just passed through the three heavenly gates and fell to the Dragon Tiger Dojo.
Ge Mu squeezed into the crowd and looked up, looking at the three magnificent gates of heaven, a very vague picture quickly flashed in his heart. It seemed that he had received such a high-profile courtesy at some point, but the scene was more grand and solemn. Was it when he was enthroned as a **** king in the central sky of the upper realm?
A long bell brought Ge Mu back to reality.
Zhuang Shangren, who has received much attention from the monastic circle in the past few months, appeared at the end of the Dragon Tiger Dojo. He was wearing a black cloud pattern half-sleeve Taoist uniform and cloud boots. His attire was quite modest, but this guy's image was comparable to that of the majestic Zhang The virtual valley is 108,000 miles away.
Zhuang Shangren has a white face and no beard, narrow eyes and pale eyebrows, drooping eyelids, and a low stature, just over 160cm. The first thing that makes people think of this appearance is Cao Cao, a traitor in the Three Kingdoms.
very alike.
Ge Mu touched Zhao Yiqing's arm: "Pseudo-scholar, rely on you for some cultural knowledge, what does it mean to hide this word?"
"Hide it."
"Let's just say that you are a fake scholar. The original meaning of concealment is to describe the low eyelids! The ancients often named their names because of their appearance. If their forehead was more prominent than the sage of Kong, they were called Kongqiu. Laozi's ears called Li Dan, and Cao Cao had a nickname. It's right to be Ah Wu, I think it's because of the low eyelids that I have this nickname, look at the surname Zhuang Duoxiang."
Ge Mu laughed happily, but Zhao Yiqing was more reserved on such a solemn occasion, pouted, but did not answer.
Zhuang Shangren walked straight to Qianzhang Peak without looking sideways. His steps were heavy and slow. Every nine steps, he bowed and saluted Qianzhang Peak. There were forty-six salutes in total, and the peak bell rang forty-six times. The sect master and the patriarch just greeted them in front of the first heavenly gate.
The pavilion master of the Sili Pavilion of the Zhengyi Famen brought the incense candles, Zhuang Shangren lit the incense and inserted it into the incense burner, and knelt down nine times.
To the second gate of heaven, the second incense stick, respect the earth and the earth.
The third heavenly gate, the third incense stick, respecting the avenues and the sky, the bell on the top of the mountain chimes nine times, Zhuang Shangren leads all the disciples of the first method to kneel three times and nine knocks, although Zhu Xixue is not in the array, but as a disciple of the disciple, he followed suit. present.
Ge Mu took the opportunity to tease Lou Xingnan and said, "Why didn't you just kneel with the beautiful Bamboo? If you knelt, it would be like a couple worshipping the heavens and the earth."
"Brother Mu, this is a tribute to God. You may be struck by lightning if you talk nonsense."
"I... your uncle's."
Zhu Xixue stood up, and with a blow that was as cold as a snow sword, she said, "You really deserve to be struck by lightning!"
"…"
In front of the third gate of heaven, the ceremony of paying homage to God has ended.
Daimen advocates that Nanxiang is holding the Zhengyi Famen Tianshi Token in both hands (equivalent to the door master token~www.novelbuddy.com~) and walks slowly to Zhuang Shangren, ready to deliver the token.
Celestial Master Orders are blessed by successive sect masters and patriarchs of Zhengyi Famen. It is not only a token of the sect master, but also closely related to the luck of the entire southern cultivator world. Just like the seal of the emperor and the tiger talisman of the general, it is the most important thing.
Moreover, the Heavenly Master's Order also contains all the secrets, techniques, pill recipes and other inheritances of Zhengyi Dharma.
Zhang Nanxiang has been acting as a puppet master for several months. He only keeps it for him and has no right to use it. To him, who is cowardly in temperament, this celestial master order is as heavy as a mountain. kind of liberation.
Zhang Nanxiang breathed a sigh of relief, facing the thousands of eyes in the Dragon Tiger Dojo, and said as calmly as possible: "Zhuang Shangren, the forty-seventh generation disciple of Zhengyi, is upright and upright. It was recommended, approved by the disciples, and negotiated again and again, to succeed the forty-seventh generation head of the Zhengyi Method."
"Take the order of the Heavenly Master—"
Zhuang Shangren kneeled respectfully, raised his hands up, and took the black and thick Tianshi token.
At this time, the purple air on the top of Qianzhang Peak was disturbed, and the cloud of smoke changed, and a purple chain hung down at the Tianshi token in Zhuang Shangren's hand.
luck—
Anyone who inherits the position of Zhengyi Dharma Sect Master will have good luck. Of course, this is mainly because of the Heavenly Master's Order.
I saw the purple energy on the top of the peak sloping down like a waterfall, luxurious and high, with a kind of meaning of heaven.
However, just at this tight time, another black shadow rushed out of the group of people who came to watch the ceremony, swept through the air, and walked three hundred feet in one step, until it reached the third gate of Heaven on Qianzhang Peak.
who?
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