At this time, the Ancestral Temple of the Nine Sects in Zhongzhou had built an arena in front of a tall and majestic palace. Nine high platforms were built around it, engraved with various patterns. The various patterns represented the most powerful Nine Religions besides Taixu Mountain.
The disciples of each religion sat cross-legged on their own high platform and looked around.
In front of the ancestral temple, nine futons hang quietly, which is where the leaders of the nine religions currently sit.
According to the records in the jade book that Mo Chu observed, the martial arts of the Nine Sects was a way to encourage others to continue to prosper when they split, but now it has become a means for the Nine Sects to contain each other and weaken each other. This
It seems a bit ironic to outsiders.
Under the nine futons, a high platform was built with dozens of futons placed on it. This was where the other invited forces from Zhongzhou came to watch the ceremony.
Surrounded by old vines and trees, clear streams and misty mist, it feels like a fairyland.
There are still very few people coming now, and many people are still on their way. Many forces that have been invited must come with generous gifts. As for hosting Yunjiang this time, according to the rules, prizes will be given to reward those who enter the top ten.
Disciple, in the end, I have to take out a rare treasure as the first prize. This is a piece of meat for Yunjiang's water. Of course, the gifts sent by other forces waiting for me still belong to Yunjiang, and it can be regarded as a blood return.
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At this time, on the high platform where Lin Guo was, Lin Yin stood at the top of the high platform, looking far into the distance. Zhang Xun stood quietly behind him, looking at Lin Yin without knowing what he was thinking.
"Why haven't you come back yet?" Lin Yin looked at Dongfang, frowning.
"It's a long way to the far east of Dongzhou. It will definitely take some time to come back. Princess, don't worry, the young master will definitely be able to come back on time." Zhang Xun said.
Then Zhang Xun said again, "If the young master fails to come back on time, then let me play first!"
"You..." Lin Yin turned to look at Zhang Xun.
"This is the only way." Zhang Xun sighed slightly and looked to the east, "You have to hurry up!"
At this time, disciples from various sects came one after another, each with a powerful aura, looking around.
"They are coming..." Lin Yin's voice came. As Lin Yin looked around, he saw a group of people walking towards this direction. They were all dressed in white gold-trimmed robes. All of them had handsome faces and sharp mouths.
With a shallow smile, look
He glanced at Lin Yin and then walked towards the ancestral hall.
This is a ritual that all disciples of the Nine Religions need to go through. They worship their ancestors before sitting down, which is considered a meeting.
After some courtesy, the group of people walked towards the Lin Kingdom. After walking to the Lin Kingdom's high platform, the man at the front looked at Lin Yin and said with a smile, "The eldest princess has met again. I wonder what you brought this time."
Where is the master coming?"
Lin Yin's face became a little unnatural, "I won't bother you with this."
The disciple said, "Well, let's meet in the arena. I hope that all the people we brought here will be alive." The young man laughed and stepped onto a high platform next to the Lin Kingdom.
"Chaotian Sect." Zhang Xun stared at the group of people coldly. In previous martial arts competitions, Chaotian Sect and Lin State were at loggerheads. In order to preserve their strength, Lin State did not send out particularly strong disciples, so they suffered losses in the martial arts competition every year.
Chaotian Sect also made every effort to target Lin Guo.
In this arena, life and death are determined by heaven, so there are very few people from the Lin Kingdom who can or go back. This gives the various religions an impression of not being enterprising, and there are rumors that the monarch of the Lin Kingdom has no ambition.
Not long after, several more sects came to the ancestral temple, and Yunjiang, as the host, was the last one to come to this place.
"Why hasn't he come yet?" Lin Yin looked around, and saw that the ace Mo Chu hadn't arrived yet, which made Lin Yin a little worried whether something had happened to Grand Shang Mo Chu.
Dang Dang Dang...
Not long after, three bells rang out from the ancestral temple, melodious and graceful, with echoes echoing out.
At the same time, nine figures walked out of the ancestral temple. Their Immortal Wind Dao Bones and auras were even more powerful. They were all at the pinnacle of the Guiyi Realm. They were only half a step away from breaking into the Half-Step Void-Breaking Realm. The next nine people were Nowadays, the powerful people of the nine sects can make the evil realm shake three times with just one stamp of their feet. Except for such grand gatherings, it is difficult for them to gather together.
At the same time, the sects that received the invitation also sent people to come and sit cross-legged in their respective positions.
The leaders of the nine religions stood at the entrance of the ancestral hall and watched the grand scene.
Lin Zhengtian looked at where Lin Guo was and frowned slightly.
Dang Dang Dang...
When the bell rang three times, the faces of the disciples from all the sects became serious, and they all looked into the ancestral temple. An unspeakable aura spread in the place, and everyone understood in their hearts. When the bells in the ancestral temple rang three more times, is the real
At the beginning, Mo Chu still didn't arrive, which made Lin Yin and others worried for a while.
The place was very quiet and depressing. The disciples had serious faces and looked into the ancestral hall. A vast aura spread, as if some divine being had appeared.
Then it was like there was a sound of Tao, and when I heard it, my mind was clear, and my understanding of the technique was also somewhat clear.
Dangdangdang...
"Why hasn't he come yet?" Lin Yin's palms were sweating. After three bells, all the disciples walked off the ring and knelt down in front of the ancestral hall.
Later, an old man with a gray beard walked out of the ancestral hall, wearing a brown robe and holding a piece of yellow paper in his hand, with many square and small characters densely written on it.
The leader of the Nine Sects slowly stepped forward, held the incense piously, and slowly lit it. The green smoke curled up, making it even more like a fairyland.
Then, the old man spoke, and every word sounded like the sound of heaven. Before he read a word, a burst of mist came from the ancestral hall. Every time he read a word, the ground seemed to shake. All the disciples lowered their heads and listened quietly. The old man The voice was not loud, but every word fell into everyone's ears accurately. His eyes were full of piety.
Lin Yin, on the other hand, was distracted and didn't listen to a word.
The old man didn't know how long he had been reading, and his voice gradually faded away. When the old man finished reading it completely.
Wow.....
The yellow paper suddenly ignited and turned into fly ash. If you look carefully, you can see that there are other colors mixed in the flame, which is mysterious and mysterious.
"Invite ancestors." The old man said loudly, his expression becoming extremely serious.
Then, a divine rainbow rose from the sky, straight into the sky, standing on the top of the eternal sky, shining brightly on the earth for thousands of miles.
Rumble....
There was a loud noise from the sky that shook the sky for eternity. Sanskrit chants rang out, and then a whisk of dust slowly floated up from the highest point of the ancestral temple. Every strand of dust shone brightly, emitting waves of terrifying fluctuations, and there was no cloud in the sky for thousands of miles. , only saw a leaf of blue sky.
All the disciples looked more respectful and kowtowed one after another to pay homage to their ancestors.
"Return!" The old man gently flicked his sleeves, and the dust slowly flew into the top floor pavilion. The light dispersed, and the terrifying power dissipated.
"The martial arts of the Nine Churches has officially begun." Headmaster Yun Jiang took a step forward and said.