On the surface, when the disciples of a hundred schools of thought were all harmonious, but they were fighting for whom they could burn incense first and blush.
In the secular world, people talk about their background, and their background, and even many sects and holy places are more strict.
The identity gap between people is artificially divided into three or six grades, just like the stairs in front of the gate of the Holy Courtyard.
The Mo family, who was able to live on the hillside of Jingting Mountain, also participated in this sacrifice. Mo Fanchen, wearing a long green gown, had gray hair and seemed to be in poor spirits. There were many great scholars of his age in the Hundred Family Areas.
Most of them are nominal leaders of a clan or ancestors mentioned by younger generations. Such sacrificial activities are mostly for the actual rulers of the next generation to burn incense.
However, Mo Fanchen's two sons, Mo Leiting, has a violent personality, is very ambitious, has a mediocre talent, and has a barely enters the eighth realm. He is even more incompatible with those in power in other families. Mo Pinglang is Mo Leiting's son, and he has many
Being criticized and being coldly treated.
As for Mo Wanyun's father, Mo Xiaoxiang, although he was once a century-old genius in the Holy Academy, he has been indescribable for nearly twenty years because of his indescribable relationship with the women of the fox clan.
Although Mo Wanyun is now a student of the Master, many practitioners in the Holy Academy still cannot accept such facts.
In addition, Mo Xiaoxiang has been living in seclusion in the past two years and has rarely had contacts with the hundreds of schools in the Holy Academy, and even such important sacrifices have not appeared.
Today, Mo Fanchen brought the Mo family's children to worship the ancestors and sages. After greeting each other, someone immediately found an opportunity to chat with him. A middle-aged man said, "Mr. Mo, you are not young anymore and are in charge of the Holy Academy.
The editor of classics is tired every day and it is cold and the ground is cold. Why not let the disciples of the clan burn incense and worship your ancestors on your behalf?”
Immediately someone stood up and agreed: "Yes, Mr. Mo, I heard that your granddaughter Mo Wanyun has returned from the Great Wilderness. She is a student of the Master. Why not let her serve you as a sage to sages?"
"What do you mean by the surname Qi? Since the Holy Academy established the Monument of the Seventy-Two Supreme Saints, there has never been a precedent for women to burn incense and sacrifice. You are still a teacher in the Sixth Academy. Don't you know the etiquette of your ancestors!"
A stereotyped teacher's eyebrows stood up and began to teach the man who had just spoken.
The conversation between the three people was linked one by one, secretly laughing at the lack of people from the Mo family, and even attacking Mo Wanyun's identity in the public court.
Mo Fanchen frowned slightly.
Living to his age, he has long been as clear as a mirror. If he were to be ordinary, he would not care about it, but it is related to the reputation of his granddaughter and the holy reputation of the Master. If the Mo family does not respond appropriately, the Mo family's reputation is small.
, The unhealthy trend of the Holy Academy will become more and more prosperous.
The original intention of the Master to establish the courtyard in Jingting Mountain in the past has gradually changed the taste of the children of later families.
However, as his gentleman and great scholar, he finally fell into a inferior position. Mo Fanchen looked around the ill-intentioned disciples of aristocratic families and those in power, and said calmly:
"In the past, the Master traveled to the world. In order to seek the great way in his heart, he sat with a stone turtle on the shore of the East China Sea to distinguish the way. The Master realized something because of the stone turtle's words. He bowed to the stone turtle to teach his career and resolve doubts. The stone turtle invited the Master to do so.
Enter the cave for guests.
This matter was stolen by the sea clan. It was rumored that the Master lived in the nest and was known to the world. He thought it was a shame for his cultivation and sent the strong to destroy the stone turtle clan.
However, a hundred years later, the human race was hunted by the sea tribes of the four directions and demons.
In critical moments, the stone turtle clan used the back as a mountain to save countless people. Among those countless people, we were our ancestors. Before our ancestors attained enlightenment, they used the stone turtle as an inkstone and the ink brush as an accumulating merits.
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The sages of immortals even took stone turtles as the base in front of the monument to warn future generations.
A few years ago, I and my granddaughter traveled to Qingpingzhou. There was a small sect called Qingyun Sect. There was a stone turtle in front of the mountain gate. There was an extraordinary sword inserted by the head of the sect. Unfortunately, the disciples and elders of Qingyun Sect were all
I don’t know the profound meaning of it, and I say that the sword of shame is used as a warning.
It’s okay if the practitioners in remote places have shallow knowledge. They are all practitioners of the Holy Academy, full of knowledge, and even practitioners of the Great Dao. Don’t you know this?
If you don’t believe it, you might as well look back at the seventy-two holy monuments.”
Mo Fanchen's words made the people present look sideways at the stone tablets of the seventy-two great saints. Sure enough, there were stone turtles under the stone tablets, and they all looked awkward. It would be fine if they were usually ignorant. Today's sacrifice
The seventy-two great saints and great scholars are equivalent to worshiping their ancestors.
Mo Fanchen's words undoubtedly told them - don't disobey their ancestors with ignorance!
Behind Mo Fanchen, Mo Ping's railing, dressed inconspicuously, his eyes suddenly became bright when he heard his grandfather Mo Fanchen's words.
"What does the stone turtle mean? That father of Gu Yusheng..."
Don’t wake up suddenly from the lazy state by leaning on the railing.
"Haha, although Mr. Mo's words are true, the Holy Academy has always had rules. The back mountain does not ask about the affairs of the front mountain. Since Mr. Fourteen cannot come, Mr. Mo is here, please burn incense first."
Mo Fanchen twisted his beard and said, "You all have rules for burning incense. I can't bear to leave my old face. Besides, my Mo family is not alone. I'll find a junior to burn incense for me."
Mo Fanchen turned around and handed Mo Leiting a look, with the original intention of letting Mo Leiting choose an outstanding person from the next generation.
But Mo Leiting was in a flash of mind and would have misunderstood.
I thought it was the old man who wanted to borrow a day like today and abdicate and give way to the wise. It was finally his turn to take the position of the head of the family.
Immediately took a step forward, bowed and smiled: "I am so disrespectful to you," he said.
Everyone was stunned and saw Mo Leiting walking over in front of them with a swagger, burning incense, and looking at each other. The people who had originally cared about it reached an agreement at some point.
Mo Pinglang, who was thinking about things, suddenly felt a chill behind him and instinct retreated?
But.
Qu Lianghong, holding his son, pressed his back with one hand.
"You plan to spend your whole life with Fuji?"
As soon as Qu Lianghong finished speaking, he heard a thud. Mo Leiting, holding the red fragrance, staggered and fell to the stone tablet of the seventy-two great saints.
Although Mo Leiting struggled several times, he still couldn't get up, his face turned red and his ears were very embarrassed.
It seemed as if there was an invisible force suppressing him.
"Hahaha!"
There were bursts of laughter coming from around, attracting students from the Holy Academy to come and see the jokes.
Mo Fanchen held his hands in his arms, looked at the great teacher Han Jusheng and more than a dozen other heads of the family, but did not help Mo Leiting.
Mo Leiting, who was struggling in a mess, said angrily: "What do you mean? Trouble?"
"Brother Mo, the limelight can be revealed, but the words cannot be said randomly. Although these 72 Most Saints and Great Confucian stele forests can be admired by practitioners in the Holy Academy on weekdays, the most holy will is hidden among the stele forests. Those who are not sincere cannot enter if they are not sincere.
, Those who do not learn well should not advance. In my opinion, Brother Mo's heart should be sincere. Just learn this... The realm of improving by taking elixirs may be a bit less meaningful..."
"Hahaha!"
Another burst of harsh laughter, Mo Leiting's face turned pale. Several outstanding disciples of the Mo family took the opportunity to regain their reputation by stepping on this "elder" and becoming famous, including Mo Youqi, who joined the Haoqi League.
Mo Zhihuan and the others from the Demon Slaying Alliance.
These two people have a great status in the Haoqi Alliance and the Demon-Slaying Alliance. They exchange their merits for elixirs to improve their cultivation, and have reached the Great Perfection of the Seventh Realm.
However, before they arrived at the stone turtle monument, they were pressed on their bodies by invisible force. They knelt on the ground in a mess, and the sound of the bones shattered at the knee can be clearly heard.
A middle-aged man walked out with laughter around him and bowed to Mo Fanchen: "Senior Mo, it seems that you have to go to the fragrance yourself... Or I will go to the back mountain in person and invite your granddaughter.
?Well... Your granddaughter's identity is indeed not suitable. Otherwise, the Gu family boy from Longshan who died alone in the wilderness for your granddaughter and has returned now. Why would he let him marry into your Mo family and burn incense for your Mo family?"
The middle-aged man's words immediately made everyone laugh silently.
These words.
It is equivalent to stoking the face and trampling the dignity of the Mo family on the ground!
If no one in the Mo family could stand up at this time.
That Jingting Mountain will have no place to live in the future!
Next.
It depends on how the Mo family responds.
Is Mo Fanchen suppressing others as his identity? Or is he taking the order of burning incense?
Bang!
suddenly.
A sudden slap broke the silence, and a slap was added to the middle-aged man's face. Mo Wu leaned against the railing and walked out of the crowd, and said coldly:
"Burning incense can make such a big noise... I like fighting in the nest, right? If I have a choice, I would rather go out alone on Jingting Mountain like Mr. Fifteen than join you in the same vein. Isn't it just burning incense? Since you are you
If you want to see the Mo family make a fool of themselves, then you can open your eyes and watch them carefully!”