At this time, everyone was seated. Visitors from the sect sat on the left side, in the back row according to the sect's rank. The casual cultivators sat on the right side, in the back row according to their own cultivation level.
In the middle are the elders and peak masters of Xuanji Tianzong, and their disciples are sitting behind their masters and peak masters. Behind them are other inner disciples and outer disciples who have not become masters.
The sect leader sat at the front, still smiling, occasionally raising glasses with other sect members from a distance and congratulating each other.
When the time came, sixty-six salutes were fired in unison, the sound shook the sky, and light spots of spiritual power fell down like raindrops.
Colorful kites are flying, cranes are soaring, spiritual butterflies are dancing, fairy music is bursting, and auspicious clouds are surrounding.
As the smoke transformed by spiritual power rose, a giant illusion appeared in the sky above Xuanji Palace. There were mountains and rivers, pavilions, palaces, and even the ancient mythical beast Phoenix circling and flying in the sky. The birds all showed signs of surrender.
Then, as the spiritual energy continued to gather and flow towards the illusion, the illusion inside became more and more real, as if it wanted to encompass the entire world.
The phoenix tail feathers almost brushed over everyone's heads. Some young disciples with weak minds were even confused and actually stood up to catch the tail feathers.
But even before he touched it, he felt a burning sensation in his heart, and the meridians in his body were surging. Those with weaker cultivation might even vomit a mouthful of blood on the spot.
The sect elder who brought them here suddenly looked gloomy, "It's a great master-disciple ceremony, what are you doing vomiting blood?" But they were not prone to attacks, so they had to be fed elixirs to treat their disordered meridians.
No one in the Xuanji Tian Sect has had any trouble, but this is not because they are strong-willed, but because the sect has sent them "obstacle-breaking pills" in advance so that they can better distinguish between reality and illusion, so as not to make a fool of themselves like other sects. .
So they all sat upright, not daring to make any move.
Soon, the illusion stopped expanding and slowly faded away. But before it completely faded away, the phoenix suddenly spread its wings and flew high into the sky. When it broke through the void, it turned into a sky full of flames and fell from the sky. When it fell on the ground, it turned into flowers. The golden lotus floats up and down, lasting for a long time.
The invited Buddhists put their hands together and said the Buddha's name.
At this moment, Xiao Qing arrived on a ship. She pushed open the palace door and looked at the magnificent scenery below, and then at the densely packed heads below. She gently touched her chest with her hand, closed her eyes slightly, and a ghost appeared on her hand. Spirit sword.
She no longer hesitated, but flew down on the spirit sword and landed in the open space in front of everyone.
At this moment, everyone's eyes were focused on Xiao Qing, first looking at her face, then looking at her cultivation, and finally looking away, thinking: No wonder everyone is invited to come, it turned out to be such an amazingly talented and beautiful person.
Xiao Qing stood still. At this time, her heart was not as nervous as she thought before, but was quiet because she felt the breath of dryness.
Cold and biting.
The cold air permeated the surroundings, and the biting coldness even caused most people present to use their spiritual power to resist, but there were still some who were still in a state of unconsciousness.
Seeing this, Qian Xu's eyebrows slightly arched. He raised his hand, and a shield-like magic weapon flew out from his sleeve, and then a transparent barrier was formed, covering everyone in it and keeping out the cold air.
As if it was agreed, the wind, frost and snow fell in an instant.
The woman in white walked through the wind and snow, holding a sword, as if she had first seen her.
Xiao Qing was not affected.
She looked at Gan Ku, who was also dressed up for the occasion. When she came closer, the two looked at each other from a distance of three feet.
Xiao Qing suddenly laughed.
As if she remembered something, a smile appeared on Gan Ku's cold face all year round. When she opened her mouth, she asked a question that everyone present could not think of.
"May I have your name?"
"Xiao Qing, the grass is Xiao Qing, clear and clear."
The voices overlapped, but Xiao Qing was no longer the weak and desperate girl she was before.
"Xiao Qing, are you willing to accept me as your teacher?"
Xiao Qing looked at Qian Ku's face, walked closer to her step by step, then knelt on his knees and said in a solemn voice: "Master!"
Gan Ku lifted her up and put the spiritual sword in his hand on Xiao Qing's shoulder: "Once you join my way, you must be loyal to my way. Don't forget your original intention, stick to your heart, and stick to the heart of the sword. Only then can you stand in the world and survive forever." After ten thousand years, he will become an immortal."
"Disciple, please follow your instructions."
After saying that, Gan Ku took back the spirit sword, raised her hand, and a token appeared in her palm.
The two of them integrated their own essence and blood into the token. When the fusion was completed, Xiao Qing reached out and took the token.
The token was heavy, with a simple and elegant pattern, and her name - Xiao Qing - was engraved in the center.
The master-disciple ceremony on the stage has ended, and Qianxu put away his shield barrier in the audience.
Gan Ku didn't want to negotiate too much with others, so after it was over, he asked if Xiao Qing was leaving. Xiao Qing looked at Qian Yuan, who had volunteered to sing the ceremony, and thought of what Qian Yu said, these all belong to her master and apprentice, and her heart There was a moment of hesitation: "Master..."
Gan Ku didn't know why she wanted to stay here, but when she thought of the scene where Qian Yuan and Xiao Qing got along happily that day, he thought she wanted to stay among the crowd.
She frowned slightly, thought for a long time, and finally made up her mind to take Xiao Qing to the central location of Xuanji Tianzong.
Seats have been prepared for the two of them, and they are still next to Qianxu.
After the two protagonists took their seats, Qianyuan walked to the stage with a booklet in hand and sang loudly: "Tianqin Pavilion, 8 people are seated, and the gift is——"
In an instant, the names of thousands of years of North Sea red coral, thousands of years of chalcedony, thousands of years of red sun stone, thousands of years of purple zhizhi, and all kinds of rare and rare treasures rolled through Xiao Qing's mind like running water, and she listened with stunned ears. For a long time, I didn't hear any green flowers, green grass or reborn trees.
"Tiangang Sword Sect, there are 5 people sitting here, and as gifts -"
"Zhengtian Immortal Sect, 6 people are seated, and the gifts are——"
Xiao Qing looked at Qianyuan on the stage and wondered why such a large sect still sang the ceremony, so he turned to look at the more casual Uncle Qianxun present.
Hearing her question, Qian Xun also showed approval. He quietly sent a message to Xiao Qing to tell the origin of this ritual singing custom.
This singing ceremony is actually prepared for the gift giver. If you give many gifts, give good gifts, give exquisite gifts, and give wonderful gifts, no one will know it unless you tell it. But once it is sung by the host, no one can compare with it. If the things you give are good, others will think that your family has a profound heritage. You can give such good things to others, and they will look up to you. After the ceremony, your reputation will increase a lot.
So it gradually became a default rule.
Until all the rituals were sung and Qian Yuan left, Xiao Qing still didn't hear what he wanted to hear.
Alas, it's of no use.
If others knew what Xiao Qing was thinking, they would probably just shake Xiao Qing's head to wake her up.
When the ceremony was over, Qianxu stood up, took out a handful of pearls from the space, took them back and sprinkled them out in front of everyone. The round and charming pearls fell on the ground and turned into bodies one after another. A beautiful woman in palace attire.
They all had red foreheads and high buns. Some were playing music with harps and flutes, some were dancing gracefully, and some were standing aside and singing in harmony.
The rest all left slowly, and soon came back with lots of food and wine.
"Everyone, please drink this cup to the full."
For a while, they were drinking and drinking, talking and laughing, and there were compliments from all around.
After all, the skill of scattering pearls as an adult is already in touch with the magic of gods, and Gan Xu's display of this skill tells everyone that he has reached that critical point.
For example, the people of the second and third grade sects didn't care. They ate wine and reminisced about old times, but the expressions of the other first-grade sects immediately changed and they didn't know what they were thinking.
Because Xiao Qing's hope failed, she just sat at the table and ate sadly. However, she was restless while eating. Xiao Qing always felt that eyes were falling on her, making her feel like a ray on her back and a lump in her throat.
Xiao Qing turned his head and met the eyes of a handsome young man not far away.
The man was dressed in green clothes and had a delicate appearance. When he saw Xiao Qing looking back at him, he smiled shyly and lowered his head.
Xiao Qing... Xiao Qing's appetite is even worse.
At the same time, several eyes fell on Xiao Qing, and Xiao Qing looked back one by one.
Until those people stopped looking at her.
