Chapter 61 Qingmulg Palace

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The calendar of the Floating Cloud Realm is similar to the lunar calendar of the modern world. Qin Sang's bonding ceremony is scheduled in March when the grass grows and the orioles fly, after her last mountain competition and before her first global competition.

On that day, the sky was clear and the wind was gentle. Ji Xuan and his senior sisters turned around several teleportation arrays before arriving at Qingmulg Peak.

On a small hill, transportation is not that convenient.

Qingmulg Peak is much smaller than Wansheng Peak, but its painting style is much more normal.

Green mountains, green waters, blue sky and white clouds, and lush trees are clustered under the main hall on the top of the mountain.

There are only two high-level monks cultivating in Qingmulg Peak, namely Master Qin Sang in the Dan Formation Stage and Master Qin Sang in the Nascent Soul Stage, the Spirit Silkworm Fairy.

Therefore, Qin Sang was able to hold the bonding ceremony directly in the Qingsang Hall built by her master, as long as she and her master agreed.

On this day alone, the front of Qingsang Hall was filled with joy, and layers of crimson illusory gauze were erected on the square in front of the hall and inside the hall.

When it is far away, it seems like there are slowly swaying waves of gauze; when it is close, it is out of reach and passes through people's bodies.

In the square, many spiritual beasts were having fun and having fun.

Ji Xuan looked around and finally found the shivering Qi-refining stage spirit beasts huddled together in a small corner, and then released all his contract partners.

She wanted to go and go back, but it was rare for her to have fun. If she didn't want to play outside, she took her inside the palace.

At noon in the afternoon, the ceremony officially began.

Ji Xuan found his seat. The seats seemed to be arranged according to cultivation first and then other factors. The three of them were all in the front row of the Qi Refining Stage disciples.

Facts have proved that there is no spiritual beast who does not like to show off.

Even if they were trembling with fear from the high-level spiritual beasts outside, they were unwilling to come in and wait. No one - not even the spiritual butterflies or spiritual plants - were voluntarily taken away by Ji Xuan.

"It's a pity that Yuefengxuan's place is too small." Ji Xuan couldn't help but say, "Otherwise, everyone's spirit beasts would be put in the yard. It's not unacceptable. They seem to really want to interact with other spirit beasts."

There is a special protective formation in front of Qingsang Palace. The spirit beasts in the Qi Refining Stage gather in one place because that place is the territory allocated by the formation to the Qi Refining Stage Spirit Beasts. Only the Qi Refining Stage Spirit Beasts can enter. At the same time, Can withstand attacks from other spiritual beasts.

"You can put it in our yard or your yard." An Jingbai said, "It's more or less new blood."

Just as he was talking, two rows of disciples from Qingmulg Peak filed in, holding brocade boxes in their hands, and stood to one side of the main seat in the hall.

It was about to begin, and the palace became quiet.

The ceremony officer is Qin Sang's good friend and head disciple, Liang Sisong. Her personal relationship and status are both reasonable. She specially wore a light red robe with a formal design and was responsible for controlling the progress and order of the entire ceremony.

The first step is "giving in gifts", which involves giving out the congratulatory gifts prepared by guests from all over the world.

The gift list was full of ordinary resources, but the content was long and numerous. Liang Sixong subcontracted the items at different levels and found another disciple to be the master of ceremonies.

What is ordinary for the Danjie monks is already an elusive treasure for the Qi training monks.

Ji Xuan often exclaimed: "I have learned so much."

System: "I've learned a lot!"

After the long ritual reciting session, the next step was to serve tea.

This belongs to Qin Sang, or the self-created part of the world of cultivating immortals.

According to the custom of the mortal world, Nafu does not worship heaven and earth, but only serves wine. This tradition has also spread to the world of immortality.

The difference between monks and mortals is that monks have outstanding personal combat power and are more focused on fists in various situations. If the monks who form pills want to, they can really practice Qi training one at a time.

This automatically formed the habit of respecting high-level monks. In a bonding ceremony composed of pure mortals, no one can wave their sleeves and kill a group of people very simply - but in a ceremony involving monks with different levels of participants, Can.

Qin Sang has many servants, all of whom are of relatively low cultivation. If the convention is followed completely, her bonding ceremony will actually only be divided into two parts: receiving gifts, and giving meals, that is, entertaining guests.

However, some of her husbands and attendants are indeed in the elixir-forming stage, so it is not easy to follow the ordinary customs, which is extremely humiliating.

On the side of the front hall, a single side door opened at some point, and extra light shone on the ground, covered by the white mist naturally formed by the rich spiritual energy.

——In terms of visual effects, it is a super advanced version of dry ice.

Outside the door, a monk in red clothes wearing a hijab walked in and walked to the front of the hall.

There, a white table was placed on it. There were jade pots and several tea cups on the table. There were two empty chairs behind and beside the table that no one was sitting on.

The hijab monk's footsteps stopped at the empty chair beside the table.

On the chair, Qin Sang's figure turned from virtual to real. She reached out and gently pulled off the male cultivator's hijab, revealing the back of his head with a head of beautiful hair.

Qingsang Hall is very large and seems empty even when a ceremony is being held.

Qin Sang was too far away from Ji Xuan to see his expression clearly.

The monk on the back of his head picked up the jade pot in front of him, filled it with tea, lowered his head, held the teacup in both hands, and bowed to the empty chair behind the table.

A human figure gradually emerged in the empty space. He was not wearing the standard robe of the Yuanying Elder of the Beast Control Sect, but instead chose a light red dress in the same manner.

The bonding ceremony may be said to be similar to the mortal world, but it is indeed not very similar; it may be said that it is not very similar, but they are equally obsessed with the color red.

The projection of the Silkworm Fairy appeared, and her figure seemed to be invisible through a layer of mist. He took the tea cup from the air and drank it slowly.

Ji Xuan: "...the tea that was drank away by the projection?"

System: "Miraculous, I haven't seen it in your tablet."

During this period, the monk serving the tea stood with his head bowed. When the shadow of the Silkworm Fairy disappeared, he took away the tea cup, turned around and continued to the other side.

The profile of the monk on the back of his head appeared in front of people, and the monks who did not dare to use their spiritual consciousness to observe were finally able to see it.

His complexion is fair, his eyebrows are gentle, his jawline is very clear, and there are no spiritual beasts crawling on his body.

On the other side were the Qingsang Peak disciples who had been waiting here before. The brocade boxes held in each hand were opened, containing different ornaments and magic weapons.

The monk with a side face walked to the first brocade box, took out a transparent jade hairpin, raised his hand, and put it on his head, replacing the previous magic weapon for holding his hair.

He retracted his hand, silently walked back to Qin Sang, and gently put his hand on Qin Sang's shoulder, who shook it comfortingly.

The second hijab male cultivator appeared from the same side door, approached, had his hijab pulled off, served tea, waited, walked through the same steps, took away a ring, and stood behind the previous one.

Then the third, fourth, and so on, and so on.

Ji Xuan saw this for the first time and couldn't take his eyes off it: "Wow, I've learned a lot."

The system is puzzling: "Is there no difference? Their processes are the same."