The mirror above the sky was shining, and everything that happened in the Holy Land was broadcast live.
People in all the twenty-one states looked up to the sky one after another, looking at a world that was beyond their reach.
Looking at the dispute between the two sides, they couldn't help but sigh secretly and discussed one after another. They only said that the immortals were not as free and carefree as they thought. This kind of bullying still existed in the world of immortality, even more so in the mortal world.
Especially the words of the Wuhuaque disciple deeply hurt the hearts of almost everyone.
waste?
Ninety-nine percent of the people in the world are ordinary people, and how many of them are the kind of geniuses they say are qualified to practice?
However, there was a feeble rebuttal. The people pursed their lips tightly and said nothing, and the atmosphere of silence spread.
Suddenly, a figure appeared in the mirror.
Standing in the sky, with the wilderness-like vastness behind him, the sunlight blurred his face, and the hilt of the Qingping Sword at his waist was shining brightly.
The handsome figure seemed to be arguing hard with the Wuhuaque man, and then a voice resounded throughout the twenty-one states:
"Su has been caught in the rain, and now she just wants to hold an umbrella for someone else..."
"..."
The people of Mo City looked at the sky, and suddenly someone said:
"It's Elder Su!!"
"I remember when I was in Mo City, Elder Su once said that the Sword Sect would tolerate everything..."
"Although I know that what Na Wuhuaque said is not unreasonable, there is a fire in my heart!"
"I am the loser they call me, but I also want to work hard for it! Why do you just deny everything about me?"
"Elder Su is so gentle."
But most of the people were still in a very low mood. Looking at the Peach Blossom Sect in the mirror, it was as if they were seeing themselves.
This time Elder Su came forward to help, but what about next time?
It is impossible that there will be Elder Su every time, or how many people are there like Elder Su in the world?
Can ordinary people be ridiculed as useless people?
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Su Bei put his hands behind his back and walked along the Jade Bridge and the Square step by step towards the high platform where Jian Zong was.
At this moment, he truly appreciated the splendor and splendor of this temple. Everywhere was exquisite and majestic. There were many palaces, just like palaces in the sky. There was no feeling of crowding at all when hundreds of thousands of monks were seated. The Sword Sect's
Jiange looks like a child's crude toy in comparison.
What happened just now was not trivial. Everyone was staring over there and talking along the way.
Su Bei, on the other hand, seemed to have never done anything before, sitting down alone with a calm look.
"What? Are you free and have nothing to do? It's enough to take care of the Sword Sect, but how about taking care of the Peach Blossom Sect?"
As soon as he sat down, he saw Wen Renpingxin walking towards him, his eyebrows lightly frowning, looking at him slightly annoyed.
Looking at Wenren Pingxin, who seems to have put on light makeup and a full dress today, her gauze is fluttering and diffused with the wind. When the sun reflects on her, her beautiful face is covered with red jade.
Su Bei looked a little embarrassed, coughed slightly, and said:
"Junior brother has just been named an elder of the Holy Land. This...should be taken care of."
Wenren Pingxin sat down next to Su Bei, sighed softly, his eyelashes trembled, and he looked at him unblinkingly.
But I also know that although he has a gentle personality, he is extremely stubborn when it comes to certain things.
But looking at his domineering appearance in the sky just now, a strange feeling suddenly arose in my heart.
This little boy who has been following her can really support half of the sword sect now.
That's not bad either.
Just when Wenren Pingxin was thinking about something, one of her hands was suddenly held by Su Bei. She raised her head and looked at Su Bei with some confusion. The breeze blew and her clothes and hair moved.
Su Bei stretched out his big hand and brushed the corners of her eyes in her astonished eyes. In fact, there were no crow's feet as Su Bei thought.
"Junior brother, you have to worry about it."
Wen Renping was startled for a moment, then let his hand touch the corners of his eyes, and then said with a smile:
"You brat, are you stirring up emotion here?"
Gently stroking her hair, the sunlight dyed her gauze red. Seeing the appearance of the senior sister, Su Bei swallowed lightly and said softly:
"Senior sister, please take a rest after returning to Sword Sect."
I know that in the middle of the night, there is an everlasting flame on the Red Dust Peak.
She always has endless work to do.
Take a break?
Wen Renping smiled bitterly.
Under his own rule for so many years, instead of becoming stronger and stronger, the Sword Sect has been declining day by day...
Even though it had something to do with the irresponsible old man leaving, the Sword Sect was indeed weakened. When the old man was still there, no one in the world, not even the handyman disciples of the Sword Sect, dared to step forward to make trouble.
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"Jianzong will be fine!"
"Believe me, junior brother!"
"Leave everything to me..."
This time it came from the heart, and Su Bei's eyes flickered slightly.
But he was startled by his own words. He kept saying that he wanted to take some time off, but he had never relaxed even a little bit in this period of time.
Wenren Pingxin chuckled and moved a little lazily.
But looking at Su Bei's eyes that didn't look like a joke at all, he suddenly fell silent.
Then she suddenly raised her head and looked at Su Bei. Su Bei could see a faint blush suddenly rising between her cheeks. She was a little confused, how could the senior sister have such a feminine expression? Could it be that she just said that?
Are those words too destructive?
Just when Su Bei was immersed in his majestic performance, and was about to slap her on the back and proudly say, "I will never be able to cover my eyes again," Wenren Pingxin said quietly:
"When are you going to catch me?"
Su Bei blinked his eyes and pinched subconsciously, feeling as if his whole finger had sunk into a soft place... and then silently let go of his hand.
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"That senior sister...junior brother said it was not intentional, do you believe it?"
Wenren Pingxin sneered, raised his leg and kicked him, got up and walked not far away.
Su Bei sighed, looking at his palm, he seemed to feel a warm touch.
At this moment, the somewhat lazy shadow in front suddenly stopped.
The sun was just right, and the orange light shone on the dress. The warm breeze made people intoxicated. Wen Renping turned around and said with a half-open mouth:
"Sister, I believe you."
I just believe this sentence, but I don’t know which sentence he replied to?
Su Bei stared at this scene blankly, a little crazy for a moment, until a sentence came from the high platform in the center of the Holy Land:
"The opening ceremony officially begins!"
Only then did Su Bei come back to reality.
Su Bei shook his head in panic, breathing a little quickly, and muttered to himself:
"That's your senior sister..."
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The much-anticipated opening ceremony has finally begun, and the order of the performance is determined through a lottery model. The top ten sects come first, followed by the top 100, and behind them are the less popular sects such as the Peach Blossom Sect.
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There are disciples from the Holy Land making opening speeches and the like.
The performance order that Jian Zong drew was ninth, and I don’t know if it was God’s will, but it was right next to Wuhua Que, who drew eighth.
After everything was ready, fireworks bloomed all over the sky in an instant on the high platform. It was already dusk, and it was like glass falling all over the sky!
On the high platform, in the sky above the temple, there were thousands of whistling sounds - like whistles!
Go on and on, straight into the sky.
The sound paused slightly in the high air, but then turned into thousands of loud bangs, and thousands of colorful fireworks bloomed.
Everyone looked up and looked up, dazzled by it.
Fireworks are colorful and fleeting, just like a flash in the pan.
After all, Su Bei had seen many more shocking fireworks displays in his previous life, so he didn't sigh much.
Just looking at the twinkling lights in the eyes of the prodigal disciples and the pair of charming junior sisters, Su Bei smiled softly. For some reason, looking at the fireworks in the sky, Su Bei suddenly remembered the woman who wrote to him.
——The woman who seems to live in the same world as herself, Li Zijun.
The east wind blows thousands of trees into bloom at night, and the stars are like rain.
I wonder if she is also watching the fireworks at this moment? Through the mirror of the sky?
Tens of thousands of bright lamps illuminated the entire temple. The copper-made crane furnace, which was tens of feet high, exhaled swirling smoke. The sound of silk and bamboo was mixed around it, just like daylight. Especially the high platform of the Holy Land, which was high above.
It is decorated like a palace in the sky!
The last touch of the setting sun sets, and the cool evening breeze blows from all directions, drowning people in it like water, and a moist feeling of comfort surges out of the heart.
Selangor is no better than Jiangnan. The wind in Jiangnan seems to be warm, soft and sweet.
Su Beiyao looked at the first sect that appeared on the stage with interest. He never thought that it was the Xingyue Sect. His eyes subconsciously looked towards where the Xingyue Sect was, and met Yu Hongxiu's eyes. She
She smiled charmingly at herself and gently licked her red lips.
On the high platform, hundreds of women danced in shadowy and enchanting ways.
Not surprisingly, it is indeed the style of Xingyue Sect, Xingyue Demon Girl.
After Xingyue Sect finished their performance, there was thunderous applause!
"She is indeed the Star and Moon Demon Girl! Tsk, tsk, tsk...she is so popular every year!"
"Awei is dead."
"..."
After the performance, a disciple from the Holy Land came forward to interview the Xingyue Sect disciple. The two sides were talking and laughing about who was attending the opening ceremony of the Holy Land and how long they had been practicing the dance.
What are your thoughts on participating in the opening ceremony this time?
The last elder of the sect said some words of encouragement, left something to welcome people from all twenty-one states to join the sect, etc.
People in the streets and alleys of Twenty-one Prefectures were sitting cross-legged on the ground, watching the program on the sky without blinking, and started to comment:
"Well, this Xingyue Sect program is really good!"
"What's it called? Moon, Sea and Stars?"
"Hiss—this Daozong show is so shocking! What is this?"
"A hundred people refining alchemy? It is indeed the best sect in the world. I have spent a lot of money on this sect this time. I hope they can stand there until the end!"
There were one program after another on the high platform, and everyone stared at the fireworks in the sky with their eyes wide open.
The opening ceremony was more shocking than they imagined!
After the seventh Great Thunder Sound Buddha came on stage, the atmosphere of the entire opening ceremony had reached a climax. Everyone looked at the Buddha in shock!
"Oh my God! Can there be a stronger opening ceremony than this?"
"So many Arhats really show Buddhism vividly!"
"Yes, this program really introduces the culture and history of a sect. It's really good to watch!"
"What sect performs next?"
"I remember it seems to be Wuhua Que..."
"oh!"
After interviewing Buddhism, Wuhua Que finally appeared on the stage under the spotlight!
For this sect, this rising star in the twenty-one states is like a dark horse, and its strength is even close to that of the No. 1 sect in the world, the Dao Sect!
Although the reviews are average, it does not prevent this sect from shocking every opening ceremony.
Su Bei had already arrived backstage, and Jian Niang and others were already dressed in prepared costumes. Their pretty faces were rosy, and their little hands were holding their skirts tightly, feeling a little nervous.
After all, this was a grand opening ceremony for the entire twenty-one states. Su Bei stepped forward and looked at them with a gentle face and encouraged them:
"Come on! I believe you can do it!"
"Don't feel any pressure, just follow our usual rehearsals!"
"..."
This group of deaf-mute people, or what others call trash, or ordinary people with mediocre cultivation, all looked at Su Bei seriously, with tears in their eyes.
It was this man who led them out of the Sword Sect. Looking at his smiling expression, everyone seemed to have returned to that afternoon. He faced them, with his back to the sunset, and said softly: The handyman disciples are also disciples of the Sword Sect.
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At this moment, how could they not feel how precious this period is?
Backstage, Su Bei met Lin Duo again.
Lin Duo squinted at Su Bei, then glanced at the many women behind Su Bei, and sneered:
"Elder Su has paid a lot of attention. This time, the opening ceremony is no longer about casually stabbing the sky with his sword?"
"..."
Su Bei ignored Lin Duo's cynicism and replied calmly:
"The Sword Sect doesn't bother Elder Lin, but Su's two disciples find it very comfortable to use Elder Lin's pair of spiritual swords."
Lin Duo looked at Su Bei with a gloomy expression, then snorted coldly, and walked towards the high platform with the Wuhuaque disciples, turned around and said again:
"Elder Su is always so sharp-tongued. Lin hopes to fight Elder Su here on the Immortal Platform!"
"I'm afraid that Elder Su doesn't have the guts, so he will just hide behind others and do what he does to others!"
"..."
Although he knew that it was impossible for him to participate in the war, he still did not hesitate to make sarcastic remarks.
Su Bei's eyes flickered, looking at the disappeared figure.
...
Amid everyone's expectations, Wuhuaque's disciples finally appeared on the stage.