"The ceremony process is out, take a look." Yunli was completing the gossip script when An Ran came in.
She took it and took a look, and couldn't help complaining: "This is too simple."
The whole process can be divided into three parts: thanking the teacher, bestowing a title, and listening to the training. The regular sacrifices to heaven, crowning and robe approval, and banquets have all been cancelled.
"In special circumstances, keep everything simple." An Ran sighed softly. She did not want the first important celebration on the road to end hastily, but the situation was not up to her.
With the return of Jingzhe, the battle situation in the Qing River Valley has become increasingly tense. Under such circumstances, it is not easy for the headmaster and others to find time to hold the elixir formation ceremony for them.
Her words reminded Yunli, "Which true kings will come? Will there be any problems over there in the Qing River Valley? The ceremony is tomorrow, haven't the masters and others arrived yet?"
The four factions want to use this ceremony to promote the four factions and win over the people, so they will not hide it. It is impossible for Xingye and others to know that they are going to hold a celebration that day.
If they go all out, regardless of the life or death of the low-level monks, and under the leadership of Xingye Jingzhe, fight their way out of the siege, recover and recuperate, and then come back again, then this siege will be in vain.
"Don't worry, our four major sects have been inherited for thousands of years and have their own foundation. With the Supreme Elder Ling Su Zhenjun personally in charge, and equipped with formations, it's still possible to trap them for a few days."
Yunli nodded, and suddenly remembered that she hadn't seen Mu Yan and Wei Lin for a long time, and couldn't help but ask: "Where is senior brother? Where is Ayan?"
"Now that Canglan monks have gathered in Nanling City, the city defense team is overwhelmed. They have been called to help. I am here to call you." As she said this, she grabbed Yunli's hand, "We went over to familiarize ourselves with the process."
Thinking of the current grand situation of Nanling City, the slight depression in An Ran's heart was swept away. Although the process was simpler, the scale was grand.
The elixir formation ceremony is usually celebrated within the sect. Only in the infant formation ceremony will monks from other schools be widely invited, and most of them are elites from various sects with whom they have good relations.
They invited monks from all over the world for this elixir knotting ceremony, but the number of people watching was even grander than the infant knotting ceremony!
As soon as we got out of the hospital, people were sitting on both sides of the street. As early as January, all the inns and restaurants in the city were full. Later, people had no choice but to sleep on the streets.
However, monks are used to eating and sleeping in the open, so they don't care about this. If you have a rich house, you can make a home anywhere, while if you don't have money, you can just sit on a futon on the floor.
Facing the current grand situation of Nanling, Yunli couldn't help but secretly sigh. It was not unreasonable for the four factions to remain at the top of the world for thousands of years. These high-level officials were accustomed to maximizing their interests.
A pill-forming ceremony whose process had been cut down to the core was transformed into a Canglan Grand Ceremony. All the four factions did was arrange a venue.
On the surface, the highlight of the Pill Formation Ceremony is to give them the title, but in reality, it is the final training.
The so-called listening means listening to the teachings of the elders, but among Fuyue and others, it will definitely turn into promoting the merits of the four sects.
If they didn't need a fig leaf, they might have omitted the previous words of thanks and honor, and let the elders summarize their speeches directly.
The two walked through the long street and soon arrived at the venue in the center of Nanling City. The floor was paved with brocade and lanterns were decorated. The core disciples of the two sects of Tai Tian Xin shuttled around, with joy on their brows and eyes.
Yunli glanced at Wei Lin who was talking to someone. She was about to walk over when she received a message from Wei Lin, "Call Chu Nan Mohuai away."
She was stunned and quickly sent a message to ask: "What's wrong?"
"Tomorrow is the grand ceremony. At this time, Fu Yue and other Nascent Soul cultivators have not arrived yet, and the number of people has not yet been decided. Just in case, I have a backup plan."
Yunli frowned. The war in the Qing River Valley was tense, and the ceremony process was getting shorter and shorter. It made sense that the headmaster and others had calculated the time to get there.
She went through the plot of her last meeting with Fuyue and others at the Qinghe Valley camp in her mind, without revealing any secrets.
Even Mo Huai was with the three of them when he met Fuyue. He never went to see Fuyue alone later, and everyone knew the letter he sent to Fuyue later.
"Just in case." Wei Lin raised his eyes and looked at the setting sun on the horizon. In recent days, he has been very calm. Although the mother-gu case is difficult and progressing slowly, it has eliminated many interfering factors and is getting closer to the truth little by little.
Cultivation is also normal, the years are quiet and peaceful, and there are no waves.
But it was this kind of tranquility that made him a little uneasy. Logically speaking, Nanling aristocratic families gathered together, and even though most of the Nascent Soul Lords were now on the battlefield in the Qing River Valley, each family had Nascent Soul cultivators who stayed behind.
But he had no sense of crisis at all, and he was not so arrogant that he could compete with True Lord Nascent Soul.
Tiandao may have taken action.
Yunli pursed her lips, "It's a bit difficult to lure them away at this time. I'll attract their attention."
She walked out of Chu Nan in a few steps and asked, "Senior Brother Chu, are your robes ready for tomorrow?"
"I'll just wear martial arts clothes." Chu Nan looked indifferent.
Yunli shook his head and strongly disapproved: "The Pill Formation Ceremony is only once in your life. How can you be casual about such an important occasion?
Good-looking and decent clothing can not only highlight our importance, but also show respect for others. "
"In terms of appropriateness, the sect's clothing is the best." Chu Nan didn't want to discuss clothing with the girls. A few days ago, he had seen the importance the three of them paid to clothing, from color to details, and took Jinyi Pavilion to take care of things, little by little. finalized.
It’s just a piece of clothing, it’s horrible.
"The sect's clothes are appropriate, but they are too plain." After saying that, Yunli stopped Mo Huai and Zheng Rui next to him, "Senior Brother Mo and Brother Zheng, don't you also want to wear sect clothes?
But don’t blame me for not reminding you, my cassock tomorrow will be light golden, just like the flowing clouds, dazzling;
As for Senior Sister An, the red color is bright and eye-catching; although Ayan's color is light cyan that is not eye-catching, the details are exquisite. By then you will be out of the limelight and look like a dusty potato, but don’t blame us. "
Zheng Rui laughed loudly and said: "In this case, we have to wear sect clothes. The three junior sisters are so beautiful and beautiful. Naturally, the monks all over the world have to take a good look at the style of my Taiyi female cultivator!"
"Then thank you three senior brothers for your courtesy!" Yunli raised an eyebrow and smiled, then frowned and looked at the white clothes on his body, "Senior Brother Chu is fine, but our sect's white clothes are a bit like mourning clothes. For such an important celebration, it's not auspicious."
Mo Huai reminded him coldly: "It is said that there are a lot of white clothes in the baby-giving ceremony of the masters and uncles. How is it unlucky!"
Out of the corner of his eye, he caught a glimpse of Wei Lin approaching a few people. Yunli guessed that he had already prepared his backup plan, so he shrugged: "Some people believe this kind of thing, some don't. It depends on the individual. This is a custom in my hometown, anyway, I am Those who care more. If you don’t care, please feel free to do so.”
The next morning, a quarter of an hour before the elixir formation ceremony began, Fu Yue and others finally arrived.
Looking at the people filing off the spiritual boat, Yunli was stunned. Why are there so many Yuan Ying Zhenjun?
Canglan's numerous famous sects and aristocratic families all sent representatives. She had already expected this. They would naturally express their gratitude for the elixir-formation ceremony for the core disciples of the two Taitianxin sects. But why are all the Nascent Soul Lords from the four major sects in the Qing River Valley here?
To publicize the achievements of the four factions, a few people are enough.
She was a little uneasy, and slowly clenched her fists, controlling the urge to send a message.
When the last True Lord Fushu put away his spirit boat and stepped into Nanling City, the city defense formation was activated. After a brief period of silence, the crowd became noisy.
"What's going on? Why did the city defense formation come up?"
"What is this going to do..."
The corners of Yunli's lips curled up in confusion, and she tilted her head slightly to look at Fuyue and the others. Unfortunately, those who could cultivate to the Nascent Soul stage were too shrewd to see anything.
She quickly calmed down her emotions and listened to Fuyue: "Everyone, please be patient. The remnants of the Wu Gu Sect are arrogant. To prevent accidents, we have activated the city defense formation to prevent killers from causing trouble."
"I see, thank you for your hard work, True Lords!" Someone shouted loudly.
"Yes, we have to rush to even hold the elixir formation ceremony for our disciples."
"A famous teacher has given birth to a great disciple, congratulations to True Lord Fuyue..."
"Congratulations……"
What followed was a flurry of congratulations and flattery.
Chu Xingwen of Taiyin Peak, who was responsible for preparing the elixir-forming ceremony, came forward and directed the disciples of the two factions to take the seats with all the True Lords.
When the good time came, the distant bells rang throughout Nanling City, and the monks watching the ceremony fell silent.
Fu Shu stood on the high platform and said loudly: "The ceremony begins!"
Yunli exhaled softly, walked side by side with the other five people, stepped onto the red brocade carpet, and walked towards the high platform step by step.
The brocade blanket is made of fine wool and is very soft. When you step on it, it feels as light as walking on the clouds, which means that the future is bright and goes straight up to the sky.
Looking at Fuyue, Fushu, Jinshu and Zhengrui Master Zhizheng Zhenjun on the high platform, Yunli's face was sullen and her palms were sweating.
Soon, the six people walked to the high platform and came to their respective masters. Due to the absence of 'Fuyu', An Ran's apprenticeship thank you was accepted by Fuyue on his behalf. Mu Yan did not have a master, she belonged to Taiqing Peak, and she should worship 'Fuyu'. For jade cases, Fuyue will still handle them on his behalf.
As a result, four of the six people on the field stood in front of Fu Yue. Such an obvious gap caused everyone to sigh.
After several people stood still, Fu Shu loudly said: "Thank you, Master."
"Disciple Yunli (An Ran | Mu Yan | Mo Huai | Chu Nan | Zheng Rui) thanks Master | Master for his teachings!"
Yunli's face was stupefied. As everyone bowed down, her mind was tense, her senses were fully opened, and she paid careful attention to every move around her.
"No gift."
Three voices sounded almost at the same time. Fuyue's tone was low, and the rising tail tone showed his pleasure, which was mixed with traces of unnoticeable tension.
Jin Shu's voice was soft and filled with emotion; Zhizheng Zhenjun's voice was loud and full of pride.
After thanking the master, he was given a Taoist title.
Fu Yue looked at An Ran and said kindly: "Your master is in retreat, and I will give you the title this time."
"Let the headmaster worry about it." An Ran knelt down and bowed again.
Fu Yue looked towards the direction of the Qing River Valley, "Evils are raging, and the only hope is that the river will be clear and Haiyan. Your generation will start with the character Qing, Mo Huai, and be given the name Qing Yan, and Yun Li will be given the name Qing Yue."
Even at this time, Yunli couldn't help but want to complain, which could all be related to the word Yue, leaving her speechless.
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