Chapter 1939 Ceremony
"Nothing!" Three words popped out of Xiao Hua's mouth, and he turned around and walked towards the donkey cart that had been led by Yuan Ya.
"Hehe..." Xiao Jian suppressed the ecstasy in his heart and followed Xiao Hua quickly. His eyes looking at the gate of Xiaojin Temple were like looking at his own home.
Just half a cup of tea, Xingkong and Xingming from Yunlin Temple, and ten monks from Xiaojin Temple walked onto the ring. The ten monks sat cross-legged on the ring, holding wooden fish in their hands, tapping with one hand and tapping with the other. Put your palms up on your chest and mutter something. As these monks recited, a faint Buddha light emitted from the entire arena, and the Buddha light gradually transformed into the shape of a lotus.
"Amitabha~" The good men and women under the ring screamed in horror!
At the moment when the lotus was formed, clouds appeared under the feet of Xingkong and Xingmin on the stage. They both jumped into the air, clapped their hands, took out two purple and gold alms bowls from their sleeves, and activated them with their mind power. Next, two strands of Buddha's light rushed out from the alms bowl, like light pillars flying into the air. "Amitabha, I am compassionate!" The two monks chanted the name of the Buddha, formed seals with their hands, and placed them on the alms bowl. The bowl made a roaring sound, and the light pillars of the Buddha's light trembled and intertwined in mid-air. Slowly, a An image of the Buddha several feet in size with kind eyes was born in mid-air!
"Buddha bless you~" Seeing a huge Buddha standing in front of them with lotus feet, many villagers no longer dared to stand. They fell to the ground "thump thump" and the whole arena was in chaos!
"Humph, Junfeng. You saw it!" Mo Jianli said coldly, "This is to deceive people's hearts. The Buddha Sect is deeper than me as a Confucianism cultivator! If we want to drive the Buddha Sect away from the Hidden Immortal Continent, we must Drive them out of people’s hearts first!”
"Yes, disciple understands!" Zhu Junfeng responded in a low voice with a worried look on his face.
The Buddha with his feet on the lotus stayed in mid-air for a full meal, and then turned into thousands of fluorescent lights and scattered around the ring. Grace, the rain in the world, anyone who gets this is because they have a predestined relationship with me, the Buddha, and are born with good roots!”
"Buddha bless me, Buddha is merciful!" In an instant, everyone went crazy, almost reaching out to catch the falling Buddha light! The entire scene under the ring was extremely dangerous.
"Keng..." Among the thousands of Buddha lights, a sound of golden swords suddenly rose. More than a hundred students from Changsheng Academy distributed around the arena waved their hands at the same time, pulling out the long swords from their backs, and each of them activated their very weak infuriating energy. This sword energy was originally weak, but hundreds of students activated it at the same time, and the scene was magnificent. The sword energy was like a song, and it immediately split thousands of Buddha lights. It also shattered the enthusiasm of thousands of people.
"Go~" Upon seeing this, Zhu Junfeng clapped his hand on his back, and the flying sword rushed into the air like a rainbow. At the same time, Qiu Jian, Li Moming and Ji Dong did not neglect, and the three flying swords flew with Zhu Junfeng. The sword flew out,
Four flying swords are on the ring, like swimming dragons. Waves of waves were set off, and the sword light spread all over the air. The hundreds of flying swords simultaneously made a strong sword cry, soared into the sky, and clustered around the four flying swords as if they were flying in unison.
Immediately, four flying swords with four flying swords were dancing in the air, which made thousands of people under the ring fascinated.
"Let's go~" But after hearing Mo Jianli's scolding, Zhu Junfeng and the other four rushed into the air. Landing on the flying sword, he waved his hand, and hundreds of flying swords turned into swimming fish in the mid-air of the ring, following Zhu Junfeng and the other four people. Mo Jianli waved his hand, and Zhu Junfeng, a fist-sized A red gourd appeared in his hand. As Mo Jianli activated his energy, the whole gourd glowed with red brilliance. The red light entered the air and turned into thousands of mist. The mist steamed and gradually covered everything in the air. "Wow..." there was a soft sound. It was like a rolling bead curtain, with a chuckle, like beads falling on a jade plate, but as the breeze passed by, the mist was lifted, a brilliant light emerged from the mist, and a wonderland that ordinary people could not imagine appeared in mid-air... …
Thousands of golden lights are rolling in red neon, and thousands of auspicious energy are spraying purple mist. I saw only a heavenly gate, dark green and made of colored glaze; bright and clear, made of precious jade. Isn’t it the legendary Nantianmen?
Look at the dozens of Tiantian Marshals on both sides of the Nantianmen, one of them leaning on the pillars, holding a pair of banners; and there are dozens of golden-armored gods on the four sides, each holding a halberd, a whip, and a sword. The outside is pleasant, but the inside is amazing. There are several large pillars in the inner wall, with golden-scaled red-bearded dragons twining around them; there are also several long bridges, with colorful feathers flying in the air and red-crested phoenixes hovering on them.
Looking inside the Nantianmen again, the bright clouds reflect the skylight, and the mist covers the entrance. On the birthday stage, there are thousands of famous flowers that have not been removed for thousands of years; beside the medicine refining furnace, there are thousands of evergreen auspicious herbs. Then he arrived in front of the pilgrimage building, where he was dressed in crimson gauze and the stars were shining brightly; his hibiscus crown was resplendent in gold and green. Jade hairpin, beads and shoes, purple ribbon and gold medal. The golden bell strikes, and the three cao gods enter Danqi; when the heavenly drum beats, Wan Sheng pays homage to the King Ginseng Immortal Emperor. Then I saw a treasure hall in the center, with golden nails and jade doors, and colorful phoenixes dancing on the red doors. The corridors are all exquisite and clear; there are three eaves and four clusters, with dragons and phoenixes flying in layers. On the top there is a purple tower, bright and round, with a bright golden gourd top; below there is a fan hanging from the palm of the concubine's hand, and a jade girl holding a fairy scarf. The fierce and fierce general is holding the palm of his hand; the high-spirited and protective immortal is. In the middle, in the glass plate, there are many overlapping Taiyi pills; in the agate bottle, there are a few twisting branches of coral trees. It is like a foreign object in heaven, and there is nothing like it in the world. The golden palace and the silver palace merge with the purple palace, and the Qihua Yaocao and Qiongpa. Passing by the King's Jade Rabbit Altar, the golden ginseng flew from the bottom. (The above are all for reference, not Tanhua’s original work)
Not only the more than a thousand people in Changsheng Town on the left side of the arena were dumbfounded, with drool flowing from the corners of their mouths, but Xiao Hua was also dumbfounded. This kind of immortal wonderland is far from the ordinary cultivation sects!
"Hey, senior..." Xiao Jian's voice rang in Xiao Hua's ears, "This is where the Immortal Palace of Confucianism and Cultivators is! All kinds of things inside... who knows whether they are true or not? The disciples on the left and right have never known who has been to the Immortal Palace. !”
"Oh, that's it!" Xiao Hua suddenly realized that this so-called Immortal Palace has nothing to do with him, and he doesn't know whether he can go there in this life. Then he looked at the other side of the ring in the distance, inside the Buddha Sect's shed. At this time, Xing Chen also had a bad look on his face. The reason why he whispered a few words was to heighten the atmosphere and let everyone grab the so-called Buddha's light. Those who had snatched the Buddha's light would still be able to find these when they came back to Zen Master Mingyue. This shows that he has a predestined relationship with the Buddha, and will also be a pilgrim at Xiaojin Temple from now on. He didn't expect such a big chaos, and of course, he didn't care about the chaos! What he cares about is that his Buddhist light was completely shattered by the sword light of the Confucian cultivator. This is a "naked slap in the face".
Xingchen, who was originally thinking about how to deal with Mo Jianli of Chongyun Sect, had already made his decision.
As if he felt something, Mo Jianli turned his head slightly and looked at Xingchen, "Amitabha~" Xingchen clasped his hands together with a thick smile on his face.
The Immortal Palace stayed in mid-air for half an hour. The scenes inside were like the flow of a revolving lantern. They were either goddesses, immortals, or immortal birds and beasts. In short, they should all be seen in the dreams of secular people. , when everyone seemed to be in a dream, all the mist slowly fell and was collected into the gourd in Mo Jianli's hand. All the illusions also disappeared without a trace, only more than a hundred flying swords still flowed out. In the air...
"The Immortal Academy sincerely wishes the Immortal Buddha Ceremony a complete success..." Hundreds of students shouted in unison again. The voice echoed loudly in the air of the entire Xiaojin Temple along with the infuriating energy of the students' cultivation, mixed with the sound of whistling swords. The sound is really awe-inspiring.
After Mo Jianli and others fell from the air, the hundred flying swords flew back to the hands of many students. Zen Master Mingyue appeared on the ring, waved his hand and said, "The ceremony of the Immortal Buddha Ceremony has ended. Now The competition that all the benefactors are watching is about to begin. This competition involves the fate of Xiaojin Temple! I don’t know whether Xiaojin Temple will still exist in Changsheng Town after this battle. The poor monk is really worried!"
"Xiaojin Temple must win, Master Mingyue must win!!" Someone shouted, which immediately caused dozens of people to shout, and the whole scene began to boil again.
Zhu Junfeng frowned. It was said that the key to this battle was Xiaojin Temple and Jiang Chaoguan, and had nothing to do with his Changsheng Academy. But he didn't know if this meant something else, which made him very unhappy.
The voices below the arena were heard one after another, which made Zen Master Mingyue very excited, "Thank you all the donors for your blessings. I will do my best and will not let the donors down!"
Then, Zen Master Mingyue spoke again: "My Xiaojin Temple is the host of the Immortal Buddha Ceremony here, and the order of the list of competitions will be announced first by the poor monk."
Saying that, Zen Master Mingyue told the list of Xiaojin Temple, which is exactly: Jianzheng, Jianping, Jianshan, Mingfa, Mingcheng, Xingxingkong, Xingmingxing, Xingmundo and Xingchen!
After saying that, Zen Master Mingyue looked under the ring and raised his voice: "Priest Xiao Jian and Xiao from Jiang Chao Temple, can you come up with the list of Jiang Chao Temple's names?"
"Haha, there are only three of us in Jiang Chao Guan. It's really simple!" Xiao Jian said loudly, "The first person to appear is the evil disciple Yuan Ya, the second one is naturally fellow Daoist Xiao Hua and Xiao, and the last one is Pindao!"
"Oh? Xiao Hua..." Both Mo Jianli and Xingchen looked at Xiao Hua. How could they not know Xiao Jian's wishful thinking? Xiao Hua should be the one with the highest cultivation level in Jiang Chaoguan. As long as he is undefeated, Xiao Jian, who is average in skill, will not have to appear.
"Where is Changsheng Academy?" Zen Master Mingyue also despised Xiao Jian in his heart and raised his head to look at Zhu Junfeng.
In fact, according to Zhu Junfeng's arrangement, it was not necessary for all the four seniors from Chongyun Sect to attend, at least Mr. Mo Jianli and Mo did not have to take action. But after listening to Xiaojin Temple's arrangements, including Xingchen's arrangements, how could Mo Jianli not take action? (To be continued. If you like this work, you are welcome to come to Qidian.com () to vote for recommendations and monthly votes. Your support is my biggest motivation. Mobile phone users, please read it.)