As the sonorous and powerful words of Master Chong He fell, a golden light shone in the void of the hall, dazzling and bright, but soft to the eye.
The golden light gathered into a ball, shining like the morning sun, just hanging in the void.
The naked eye cannot see its contents, and entering it with spiritual consciousness is like entering a mire, and its true appearance is not revealed.
"You two close your eyes and don't resist. The Dao Jian will identify everything on its own." Chonghe Zhenjun is already used to this. He has presided over countless pill-forming ceremonies. Even when he held his own pill-forming ceremony, the previous head Please give me the Taoist Guide of the Three Pure Ones, and the same is true.
Even though he is now the leader, he still only has a superficial understanding of the true appearance of the Sanqing Daojian.
However, this does not prevent him from presiding over the Dan Dan Ceremony.
There is no doubt that Sanqing Daojian has a spirit, so he only needs to be responsible for inviting it out. Sanqing Daojian will solve the rest of the matter by himself, which is very easy.
Hearing this, Zhan Taimingyue took the lead to close his eyes, relax his consciousness, and look calm. The Sanqing Daojian's figure that was originally suspended in mid-air moved and jumped like a ball of golden flames to the top of Zhantai Mingyue's head, and then hung like that. Three inches above Zhan Tai Mingyue's head was motionless, with light flickering like breathing.
Time passed like that for a little while, and the golden light of the Sanqing Daojian suddenly rose up, like a golden light pillar rising more than eight feet into the sky, and then slowly fell down again, scattered golden fine light scattered all over the hall, as if there was a golden rain. of rain.
And in this golden rain like broken jade, a line of big characters appeared.
It's a seal character.
Xuan is a wise person, and he is wise when he explores the world.
Therefore, the name is Taixuan.
Chong He's head first looked at the word Tai, and then looked at the word Xuan, with a gentle smile on his face, and said loudly, "Zhan Tai's Ming Yue, named Tai Xuan. In the past, there was a Xuan room, which was a place for immortals. There are also Xuanhua, white jade as snow, and there is Xuanji. Beichen is in the middle, and it is the leader. It can be used as a source of true inheritance."
Sanqing has the existence of the character generation, but not all disciples can use the character generation when taking the Taoist title.
And the disciples who can get the title generation are already qualified to compete for the true disciples.
Morality leads to profound tranquility, and truth always maintains Taiqing.
The character of this generation is Tai.
After Zhan Tai Mingyue finished speaking to Zhenjun Chong, she opened her eyes very cooperatively. There was purple light flowing in her eyes, and she seemed to be at a loss for a moment. Then she quickly regained her clarity, looked up at Chonghe Zhenjun, and leaned down again. He bowed and said, "Disciple Taixuan, I have met the master and thank you Master."
"Yes."
Chonghe Sect Master and Baopu Zhenjun happily nodded in agreement, and this was the way the name was decided.
Then, it was Lingchu's turn.
Lingchu took an imperceptible deep breath, slowly closed her eyes, and gradually let go of her sea of consciousness. There was a secret in her body, and the Sanqing Daojian seemed to have mysterious and unpredictable methods.
However, no matter what, the Sanqing Daojian can be regarded as a founder-level existence of the Sanqing sect, and he will never harm a younger disciple like himself.
When Lingchu thought about his sect elders, he quickly calmed down and completely relaxed.
Closing his eyes, he saw deep darkness before his eyes, and his ears suddenly became quiet, as if he had entered a deserted land.
Suddenly, a golden light emerged from the darkness, and Lingchu stared at it involuntarily.
A golden stream of light is flowing like water. Staring at the golden stream of light, you quietly fall into a peaceful and ethereal state, as if everything in the world has disappeared, leaving only a little stream of light in front of you.
In a trance, there seemed to be a soft sound, and golden light flowed out a line of words in the darkness.
The human heart is only dangerous, the Taoist heart is small, the essence is only one, and the persistence is in the middle.
The number is too small.
"At the beginning of the Yu family's life, his name was too small. Those who are small can walk in seclusion. Being smart means knowing the distance, and being bright means observing the subtle. The great thing about the Spring and Autumn Period is that you can know the work when you see the small. The heart is exquisite, and you can see the deep from the small, so you can get the true message. Capital!"
Leader Chong He's voice was as loud as the autumn wind and the bright moon, cleansing people's hearts and instantly awakening Lingchu from the wonderful feeling. His eyes suddenly opened, soft golden light first covered his eyes, and then slowly reflected in the scenery of the main hall.
Lingchu also quickly came back to his senses, his eyes were as clear as water, he looked at Chong He and the leader quietly, and then he leaned down and saluted in a deep voice, "Disciple Taiwei, I have seen the leader, thank you Master."
The sound is as crisp as falling jade and as clear as flowing water.
The smile on Zhenjun Chonghe's lips couldn't be concealed. This was another qualified true disciple. Although over the years, most of the true disciples of the Sanqing Dao Sect were not disciples of any caliber, the fundamental reason was that There are too few disciples who have obtained the title.
No one knows how the Sanqing Daojian chooses the disciples' Dao title, but as long as there is a title, as long as they don't die young, they are the true disciples and the Nascent Soul Lord.
Moreover, every generation of disciples will have at least one who has achieved god transformation and is in charge of the sect.
Among the superficial things that Chonghe Zhenjun knew about the Sanqing Daojian was that the Sanqing Daojian had the ability to calculate heavenly secrets!
The Sanqing Dao Sect has been able to stand in the Eastern Continent for tens of thousands of years, and has remained as stable as Mount Tai through countless ups and downs. This is more or less supported by its foundation, and the Sanqing Daojian is naturally one of those foundations.
However, other sects do not know these things clearly, and even the specific generation of the Sanqing Dao Sect is known to very few monks.
Maybe the heads of each sect will know something, but they have absolutely no idea what it means.
Therefore, no matter how happy Master Chonghe is in his heart, the smile on his face is always peaceful and stable.
"Yes!"
The voice of answer was very powerful, but Lingchu's master Duan Yi Zhenjun replied louder than Chong He's head, which made Chong He's hands under his sleeves tighten slightly. Fortunately, it was okay. Okay, there are no other disciples under Duan Yi.
Very good very good.
Thinking of this, Master Chonghe's mood suddenly became as clear as spring.
"I have a disciple today, Zhan Taishi Ming Yue, whose Taoist name is Tai Xuan."
"I have a disciple today. The Yu family is at the beginning of its life, but its Taoist name is too small."
"I beg your ancestors to protect you."
"Difficulties and hardships have made you successful. Hold on to your body and don't forget it. Practice the Tao and cultivate your mind."
"The elixir-forming ceremony is complete!"
Zhenjun Chonghe raised his sleeves slightly, and green smoke curled up from the tall cauldron in the center of the hall. Outside the hall, bells rang.
"Zhan Zhan Lusi, the sun never shines, I'm tired of drinking at night, I won't return until I'm drunk!"
"Open the brocade screen, play the harp, and entertain the guests!"
The bells slowly dispersed, and what came next was the clear sound of the piano, as clear as the mountains and flowing water, as faint as the fairy music falling from the sky. In the main hall, all nine side doors were opened.
Outside the door, flowers bloom suddenly, the clouds are misty, and the scenery is picturesque, colorful and dazzling.
Colorful butterflies were flying among them, cranes were chirping above them, and disciples with wide sleeves and luo skirts walked gracefully, leading the guests watching the ceremony in an orderly manner to the side hall, where the Sanqing Taoist Sect held a banquet. .
