Chapter 1954: Koichi (31)


This ceremony of praying to heaven is, to Xu Yi, a familiar meeting.
It is also interesting to say, if at this time, he went out to hang out in rivers and lakes, and when he was consulted by others, he talked about his original origin of Xuanqing Sect, and if someone else said that the elder and Xuanmen of Xuanqing Sect, Why, he couldn't answer at all.
The old Xu Yizheng was on the occasion, and someone came in the field, but there were more than a hundred breaths.
Time passed again, but before the elders arrived, Xu Yi secretly wondered, according to the code, this should not be the case.
If you drag on, it will be over.
It is strange to say that the people of Hong are not even the shadow of an elder.
Not only is Yi Yi suspicious, he has captured several transmissions in the field, all asking questions about the strange situation in front of him.
Suddenly I heard a bang, and the temple was filled with jade beads. Immediately, the familiar voice of Chihuo real person chopped in. "All disciples, go to Houshan. This time the ceremony will be held in Houshan."
There was a sudden uproar in the field, how important the ceremony was, and I had never heard of it held outside the Hall of Light.
"What are you talking about? When Jiji is missed, someone will not forgive me!"
The voice of the Red Fire real man came again, and it came to an end, and all the disciples stood up at the same time, all rushing out of the hall.
Xu Yi kept up with the big troops, not far away and close to the end, bypassing a green field, and turning over a stream, seeing more than ten people scattered in the open field halfway up the mountain.
With only one glance, Xu Yi recognized the real person of Red Fire and Elder Gong, apparently this was the elders.
The next moment, Xu Yi's gaze was fixed on a little old man in burlap.
The short old man's temperament is very weird. To put it plainly, there is no temperament at all. It is an old farmer in the countryside, his pants are still rolled up, his feet are stained with black and bright mud, and his face is hard and sad.
At a glance, Xu Yi concluded that the little old man was a person who was the head of Xuan Qingzong's teaching and was a monk.
Judgment in this way is also based on past experience. Often the gap between the realm of cultivation is widened, and it is not uncommon to judge the truth and reality of the other party.
Sure enough, a group of inner disciples came to the front, and they all bowed down to the little old man and chanted.
Xu Yi also salutes in the crowd, he can clearly feel the respect and desire of the disciples from the heart.
This made him more and more convinced that Yan Lingdan, a disciple of the Xuanqing sect, had to fall on Hongyi people.
Hong Yi people looked at the people with a smile and waved their hands. "Look at your jerseys, what kind of courtesy is there in this muddy place, and blame me, I changed my mind temporarily. The reason for changing this place is that the old man has a sudden idea and wants to change the rules. Instead of following the process that has been unchanged for many years, it is better for the big guys to work together and sincerely do something for the gate of the mountain. If there is a sense of will, it is better to worship me and be sincere, than to worship in the temple.
"Leading in charge of teaching!"
The crowd answered in unison.
Suddenly, a person emerged from among the disciples inside, holding a golden dragon with a big slap in his palm. The dragon looked magnificent, his claws were flying, and there were five colors of light around him. It was very eye-catching. The disciple held the dragon. He bowed to the ground and shouted in his mouth, "Qi Zhizhang teaches, this golden dragon is a disciple who has obtained it from a secret place. Since this morning, this time the dragon has been screaming in this direction, and then, Then came the news that the location of the ceremony was changed. It can be seen that this dragon is quite strange. It is Xiangrui who descended because God wanted to revive me.
Xu Yizhen stared at the man, with a hunger in his heart, who were cultivators in the field, and still playing Bao Xiangrui's set here, wouldn't it be too ridiculous.
Throughout his life, Xu Yi found that many inner disciples had a glimmer of haze on his face, and he couldn't figure it out.
"Wonderful, this Golden Dragon, although extremely small, is full of momentum, with the king's weather, it really is Xiangrui."
"Golden Dragon is encircled by five breaths, Xuan Qingze is born, this master and I am Xuan Qing thriving."
"Although it has a dragon shape and no dragon spirit, this change can be born at this moment, which is a good sign."
"........."
The elders praised endlessly.
Xu Yi quickly realized that it was not important for the monks to believe that Xiangrui was in front of him. The key is that it is a moment of great luck. Even if it is not Xiangrui, he must become Xiangrui. To put it plainly, the big environment needs it.
Sure enough, Hiroshi smiled, "I'm interested."
Then, with a wave of his hand, an old servant came forward and took Jin Long away.
At this time, another insider disciple emerged from the crowd and exclaimed, "The unfilial disciple obtained a book of heaven from an ancient mountain tomb. How can he hardly recognize the mystery, and he is willing to offer his teaching and not make the pearl dark? cast."
His words fell squarely, and someone followed closely, and yelled loudly, "The bell is out of the distance, and Yiyi Linying is hiding ..."
But it is a long poem, quite literary, with the meaning of dust.
The chanting of Fang Ba was so much praised that even one of Hong's people showed satisfaction, and he nodded and praised "spiritually."
Xu Yi also finally learned that this long poem is the most notorious Jun Wuxie among the disciples inside.
Jun Wuxie wrote poems, and one after another went out, or offered treasure, or entered Xiangrui, or chanted poetry.
It doesn't seem to be unexpected, but it seems to have been prepared for a long time. This is where Xu Yi still can't understand. The disciples of the Neimen are almost ready, and they are all struggling to show their faces in front of Hong Hong.
There are only those who entered the door with him. They have not performed. It is not because they don't know the news, but they know that their qualifications are not enough. It is useless to blend in. Why bother to say something.
Hongyi is quite popular, and he is not annoyed by the noise in front of him.
However, the real tiger's eyes spit fire, and his look was not good. Wherever he looked, the scene quickly recovered.
Hong Yi smiled, "In the days of great joy, you do n’t have to stretch your face in the red fire. Everyone has desires and desires, and this is the source of progress. I can have so many good disciples in Xuanqing. Consolation. Alright, let's start the ritual. "
Hong Yi's enlightenment quickly warmed up the atmosphere.
At present, Hong Yiren's main sacrifice and red fire real accompany sacrifice went through a rather tedious process, worshipping the heavens, smashing the earth, seeing the five parties, and saluting the sorrow, starting from the birth of the rising sun and reaching the sun and the heavens before it ended.
The real Red Tiger asked Shi Hong to join us, but the law was given.
A person from Hong Yi pointed to the field at the foot of the road and said, "Since I have changed here, I have a different kind of spirit. I have a batch of seedlings that need to be planted. There are too many. You all come to help."
With a wave of his hand, a jasper gourd dumped in the air, releasing a lot of clear water.
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