As Zuozhishan sang, Liu Qinghuan, who was wearing a black embroidered bamboo-patterned ceremonial robe, walked out of the Liangyi Hall. His calm eyes swept over the guests, and the vague noise in the crowd suddenly disappeared. Many people with low cultivation levels disappeared.
The monks all bowed their heads slightly to show respect.
Amidst the solemn ringing of the bell, Liu Qinghuan whispered to Zuo Zhishan: "Thank you, senior brother."
In order to hold this grand ceremony, many disciples of the Wenshi Sect have been busy for several months, especially those close to Liu Qinghuan. One of the two disciples is responsible for welcoming guests in the front, and the other is in charge of miscellaneous matters in the rear. They are extremely busy every day.
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His two senior brothers also had their own responsibilities. Ji Yue took Liu Qinghuan's place to send out appointments, accept relatives and other matters, while Zuo Zhishan was in charge of the master of ceremonies at the ceremony.
A smile flashed across Zuo Zhishan's eyes, and he nodded slightly: "Go, junior brother, today is your day of glory."
After speaking, he shook out a bamboo slip, used magic power to amplify his voice so that the entire Immortal Mountain could hear it, and read:
"The emperor ascends to heaven and shines upon the earth below. He gathers the spirits of the earth and sends down the sweet wind and rain. Each one finds his place, and it is still present in the past. There are all kinds of spiritual flowers and immortal things that are luxuriant. Follow the example of my immortal ancestors who are virtuous and fragrant, and their benefits will spread far and wide.
, Yishi Guizhang, has a long history. Today, our Wenshi sect has Taoist Qingmu, who inherits the aspirations of his ancestors, works day and night, and diligently pursues knowledge. He finally achieves the great road. He is one of the twenty-one cultivators of our sect who transforms into gods. He prays and offers sacrifices to heaven.
,worship to..."
Amidst the sounds of ritual music and blessings, Liu Qinghuan walked steadily forward, passed among the god-transformation monks in the front row, and climbed onto the high platform.
On the high platform, there are seven levels of stone altars covered with azure spiritual satin. There are in turn the sun, moon, stars, clouds, rain, wind and thunder and other gods. In the center, there is the seat of Wenshi Zhenren, the founder of the Wenshi sect. It is a dazzling array of things.
There are hundreds of sacrifices and ritual vessels, which are ethereal and spiritual.
Kong Wu and Yun Yi stood on both sides of the altar, one holding a wine cup and the other holding sacrificial incense, watching him step forward with a smile.
The bells stopped and the drums started, and the ceremony of offering sacrifices to heaven was successfully completed, followed by the ceremony of worship.
Liu Qinghuan was sitting on a high throne, with a large group of Wenshi sect disciples wearing black sect costumes below, kneeling down while shouting "Tai Zun" in unison. Although other people from other sects watching the ceremony did not have to kneel down, they also
The face was respectful and the scene was solemn and spectacular.
Liu Qinghuan thought to himself: No wonder everyone wants to sit in a high position and be admired and worshiped by others. It is indeed easy to feel satisfied and complacent.
At this moment, a long horse neighed suddenly from the sky. Everyone looked up and saw nine celestial horses flapping their broad wings, pulling a wedding sedan through the bright sunshine.
Fly over.
The crowd watching the ceremony was in an uproar. Such a stunning appearance made many people exclaim in exclamation. The nine extremely rare Pegasus heterogeneous Wuyunji alone were very dazzling.
Many male cultivators showed expressions of admiration and yearning, while many female cultivators looked at the wedding sedan behind with envy.
Liu Qinghuan couldn't help but smile: His bride has arrived!
The gangsters are looking for cloth and silk. The thieves come to trade silk, and they come to seek my help. The wedding sedan fell down, Liu Qinghuan opened the sedan curtain, and saw Mu Yinyin as beautiful as a flower against the backdrop of the prosperous red makeup and the swaying green pearls.
Her face was like the bright moon in the sky, and I couldn't help but be stunned.
After Mu Yinyin looked at him for a moment, she lowered her head shyly, with red clouds flying on her white jade-like face.
"Junior brother." Ji Yue on the side suppressed laughter and reminded in a low voice: "We will see if there is enough time to see it later. Now let the younger brothers and sisters get off the sedan."
Liu Qinghuan smiled and stretched out her right hand. Mu Yinyin gently put her left hand on his hand and stepped off the wedding sedan.
A fiery red wedding dress then unfolded, with a golden-winged phoenix shining brightly on it, as if it were alive and ready to fly into the sky at any time.
Someone in the crowd watching the ceremony shouted "The bride looks like a fairy", which caused the whole hall to laugh, and the previously solemn atmosphere became filled with joy.
At this time, the sounds of ritual music also turned into joyful and festive sounds. Liu Qinghuan and Mu Yinyin stood opposite each other, and Zuo Zhishan walked up to them.
"When my son returns home, the emperor fights his horse and marries him personally. With ninety-nine etiquette, I ask you two to make a double vow."
Liu Qinghuan looked at the woman in front of him, thinking that when they first met, he recognized her because the wife in the illusion he had experienced in the Dashumi Qiankun Pagoda was exactly the same as her. Now that he thinks about it, maybe they were in the previous life.
Only by fate will we come together in this life.
"Good man Liu Qinghuan, I made a vow today that I am willing to marry Mu Yinyin as husband and wife, and practice the Tao together. From then on, we will be reincarnated in the way of heaven, and we will be married, and we will have a broad life-and-death bond, and we will never leave you."
There were a few tears in Mu Yinyin's eyes, and she also said: "Mu Yinyin, a faithful woman, today I made a vow that I would like to marry Liu Qinghuan as husband and wife, and practice together on the great path. From then on, we will never doubt our love, stay with each other in life and death, and stay close together hand in hand."
, never leave and never give up.”
As soon as the two people finished speaking, they saw a beam of golden sunlight suddenly falling down and shining on the two of them. At the same time, an invisible power of oath lingered, linking the fate of the two together.
"It's done!"
Zuo Zhishan shouted happily, and the people watching the ceremony also burst into cheers.
Liu Qinghuan calmed down his excitement a little and said softly: "Let's go, let's go see the master."
Mu Yinyin smiled as brightly as a flower, wiped away the tears from the corners of her eyes, and let the other party hold her hand and walk down the platform.
When passing through the crowd, Liu Qinghuan raised his hand, and a piece of cyan light spread out from his fingertips. It was full of vitality, clear and misty, and the entire square in front of the Liangyi Palace seemed like a heavy rain.
"Wow, it's Qinglin who can bring the dead back to life, heal wounds and expel evil spirits!"
The crowd watching the ceremony instantly became boiling. Monks are always easily injured. When something went wrong during practice, they would get injured one way or the other due to fighting with others or fighting for treasures. Some people even accumulated hidden injuries because of this, and their cultivation has stagnated ever since.
The path to immortality has been abandoned halfway. Even if you are not sick or injured, the rich vitality contained in the Qi of the green wood can strengthen your body and bring about hundreds of benefits without any harm.
So it’s no wonder that everyone was ecstatic, bathing in the green spiritual rain, showing expressions of comfort and enjoyment. Even most of the god-transformation monks present did not hide away, letting the rain pour on them.
Yunzheng raised his thumb at him from below. He and Jingjue stood in a corner, raising their hands as if they were intoxicated to catch the rain.
However, Liu Qinghuan also noticed that there were two people with the same disdain on their faces. One was Hong Li from the Shaoyang Sect, and the other was a Nascent Soul cultivator, and it seemed that he was also from the Shaoyang Sect.
Regarding this situation, Liu Qinghuan laughed it off. They didn't want to receive benefits, so naturally he couldn't force them.
In the square in front of the palace, various shouts of gratitude were heard one after another. In such a lively atmosphere, the two finally entered the Liangyi Palace.
In the hall, Mingyangzi was already sitting at the top, with a radiant face and a smile on his face. When Liu Qinghuan and Mu Yinyin bowed to his knees, they were even smiling from ear to ear.
"Okay, okay, get up quickly! Zhishan, help your junior brother and younger siblings up quickly."
He dug around in his arms again, took out two lumps of stuff, and stuffed them into their hands without any explanation.
Liu Qinghuan was stunned for a moment, glanced at the thing in his hand, and said in surprise: "Master?"
Mingyangzi hissed: "The elder's gift is indispensable. Master doesn't have anything good, it's just a little thought."
Seeing this, Liu Qinghuan didn't know what to say and signaled to Mu Yinyin to accept it before standing up.
Seeing this scene, there was already a whisper of discussion outside.
"As expected of the Wenshi sect, Taoist Qingmu is already a great cultivator of the gods, but I still respect senior Ming Yangzi as my master."
"Yes, I have long felt that it is too ruthless to completely respect strength in the world of immortality. Only in such a large sect has always maintained such persistence, respecting relatives and teachers, and not forgetting the roots. This kind of inheritance
That’s the right way.”
There are not so many red tapes in the ritual of dual cultivation of monks. After Ming Yangzi taught the two of them as an elder to live in harmony and find the path together, today's ceremony was finally over. After that, there were disciples of Wenshi sect.
Invite the spectators to take their seats at the already filled banquet at the foot of the mountain.
In the next few days, the grand ceremony of this ceremony was widely spread in the world of immortal cultivation. Everyone knew the name of Taoist Qingmu, and even the reputation of the Wenshi Sect increased to a higher level.
I caught a cold and had a headache for a day. I can't finish the update today. I will try to make up for it tomorrow.