The crowd in the square began to squirm, getting closer to the futons.
The footsteps were so unified and the momentum was so amazing. It seems that he will charge at any moment and pounce on the futon that represents opportunity.
But before Yan Chixia could say anything to scold her, she stopped involuntarily.
They really wanted to charge, but found it impossible to get through.
There is an invisible wall of air around the futon, which is inaccessible to everyone except Yan Chixia. Including the four elders and the original eighteen disciples, they could only be excluded from the periphery.
"Your Majesty..."
Yan Chixia originally had nothing to do, she just waited for the Lord to make arrangements. It could be seen that the four elders and the eighteen coolies couldn't get in, so they suddenly became anxious.
"You are the authentic master of Xuanxin Sect, and you can make decisions on everything." Su Qingdao, "However, when the Immortal Sect was first established, it was related to both worlds. The inheritance of Taoism is not what you want. You should not be responsible for this cause and effect."
"Thank you for your mercy, Your Majesty." Yan Chixia suddenly understood and kowtowed gratefully.
Having been on the path of spiritual practice for many years, I have understood many things. Establishing an immortal sect in the first place is not as simple as building a sect. His small body really cannot bear it.
In the future, he, as the sect leader, will be able to make decisions on all matters regarding the recruitment of new disciples. But today's wave can only be done by the Lord.
Su Qing nodded at him, and Yan Chixia understood. He strode to the altar table and called out four names.
The bodies of the four elders who were originally excluded disappeared in an instant. When he emerged, he was already standing in front of four futons.
"Please incense, let's get started."
Su Qing in the cloud spoke, and his voice was different from before.
It seems like the whisper of a palace, but also like the sound of mountains surrounding it.
The four elders suddenly realized something and held the incense with both hands, with their left hand on top.
There was a burst of smoke, and there was a bunch of incense in my hand.
"The elder of the fourth house, who has returned from the lost path, has made great achievements in founding mountains, and is the humerus of the sect. In this life, he has reached Penglai, and cannot be given by fate. He can practice quietly in Maoshan and understand the Taoism. After reincarnation, he will go to Maoshan to ask questions, and the genius will inherit and prove it. Live forever."
Several elders kowtowed and the incense in their hands burned out quickly.
Slowly smoke swirled around the god, and his clothes were changed into Xuanhuang Taoist robes. Four pieces of jade flew up from the altar table and fell into the hands of the four elders.
After the four of them got the jade medal, they kowtowed to Su Qing in the air, then saluted Yan Chixia, and then went to sit cross-legged on the futon.
It sounds like he only promised the next life, and this life is just a false name. Others would probably be disappointed. However, several elders have experienced Siyin Mountain and witnessed with their own eyes Prince Yong's immortality under the cliff, and Zhao Ji's seventh reincarnation and suffering. I fully understand the motto of reincarnated geniuses cultivating immortals, and there is a great opportunity in this.
Yan Chixia called out eighteen more names.
Just like the four elders, the eighteen coolies appeared in front of the futon.
There are three rows of futons in front of the altar table. There are four in the middle of the first row, and eighteen more are scattered on both sides. There are obvious differences.
"Please incense, let's get started."
Su Qing made another voice in the cloud, and a bunch of long incense appeared in the hands of the eighteen disciples.
"Eighteen disciples have made great achievements in establishing mountains, spreading the Xuan Ming Zhengfa, and practicing Taoism. However, due to their limited talents, they may not be able to live forever. They can serve as deacons of the sect and be responsible for the affairs within the sect, and they will be responsible for all the fate of this life."
All the disciples kowtowed in thanks, the incense burnt out the transformed Taoist robes, and the jade tablets flew out of the altar table and fell into their hands.
These eighteen people were also very happy and contented.
Some of them are the original disciples of the four elders, and some are individual travelers who joined in the middle. Everyone despises robbing tombs and catching ghosts. The reason why I can persist until now is because of my hard work. Talent may not be enough, but there is nothing to say about will and mentality.
Although he is not a true disciple, his status as a deacon is obviously not low. Even if you are a true disciple, you still need to respect them. Besides, he can still practice Taoism and his treatment is not bad at all.
After these eighteen people also sat down on the futon, the guests could no longer hold back and started making noise again.
"Sect Master! Choose me, choose me..."
"Disciples will definitely be rewarded after they become disciples. I beg the sect master to give me a chance."
"My family property will be donated to Xuanxin Zhengzong, and my wives and concubines can also be your maids..."
Of the seventy-two places, twenty-two have been reduced, and there are still fifty places left. There are thousands of guests coming today, and these seats are really up for grabs.
Yan Chixia looked at these people and looked up at the sky in a questioning manner.
He nominates the candidates, and the Lord decides on the entry. The first twenty-two are all veteran members, so they can make better decisions. But the rest of it cannot be completely left to its own devices.
Su Qing nodded slightly, indicating that he could continue.
Yan Chixia bowed deeply, then turned her gaze to the guests, thoughtfully in her heart.
"The four elders and the eighteen deacons are all responsible for the founding of the mountain. But the elders and deacons are all internal affairs, and the disciples are the foundation of the inheritance of the mantle. The remaining fifty people should be chosen from the visitors..."
Yan Chixia thought about it, but Su Qing in the cloud was not in a hurry.
Selecting disciples is the authority of the founder, but it is not a serious examination. The real test for Yan Chixia and Xuan Xin Zhengzong is not these things now.
Su Qing's eyes moved down, looking at the foot of the mountain, deep underground, where the two worlds met.
The real test is there.
…
The intersection of the two worlds does not see sunlight, but it is still affected by the Yang energy of the human world. So under normal circumstances, it will be very quiet during the day. Ghosts and ghosts will hide in dark corners and wait until dark before entering the gate of hell.
There are very few people here in Maoshan. There are not many ghosts and ghosts at night, and even less during the day.
But today was different. Many wandering souls gathered in front of the pass, pouring in almost crazily.
The wandering soul is afraid.
Although he has no consciousness, he has the instinct of a ghost.
These wandering souls are keenly aware that today's ghost gate is different from the past. It exudes an extraordinary yin energy, mixed with the smell of violence and blood. If you can't go inside during the day, a very scary situation will definitely occur.
In fact, on the other side of the gate of hell, something is indeed happening.
"Jiejiejiejie... Hurry up, hurry up... I can't bear it anymore..."
"The strong smell of blood, I smell...a lot, a lot..."
"It's been so long since I've tasted the delicious essence..."
"Do you all feel it... too much, this is a feast..."
Hades.
In front of the gate of hell, on the roadside of Huangquan.
Countless evil spirits gathered, and the violent ghost energy was overwhelming.
There are usually demonic activities in the wasteland, but never as much as today. The large group of ghosts and ghosts were crowded together, leaving little room for movement.
Because I can go out today.
Open the gate of hell backwards, leave the underworld where the sun never shines, and go backwards on the yin and yang path to the human world.
Of course they can't do it, only the Ghost King level one has that ability.
A black cloud floated above the ghost gate, and a pair of huge ghost hands poked out from the cloud. The fingertips pulled out a black thread and wrapped it around the ghost door. The veins on the ghost's hand popped out and he pulled hard.
"King of Montenegro, you are mighty! King of Montenegro, you are mighty!"
Many fierce ghosts roared and cheered for the ghosts in the clouds.
Amidst the rumbling sound, the gate of hell rose little by little.
It wasn't the ghost gate itself that was pulled up, but a shadow that was pulled out.
There are thousands of ghost gates in the world of ghosts, but there are very few ghost gates in the underworld. There is only this place in the land of green islands. Even if all the ghost kings work together, it is impossible to completely open the gate of ghosts. What the Black Mountain Ghost King is doing now is just opening a channel.
The phantom at the gate of hell slowly rose up, and was finally caught by those ghostly hands.
After that, only a low roar was heard in the cloud, and the shadow of the ghost gate was lifted high.
The shadow gradually took shape, and a new ghost gate appeared in the sky.
"Hahahaha...it's done, it's done...you can go out!"
"The King of Montenegro is mighty..."
The evil ghosts shouted excitedly, and many resentful spirits couldn't bear it anymore, and their bodies floated up and rushed towards the ghost gate.
On the other side is the underworld, where there are too many temptations waiting for them.
"Get away!"
More than a dozen clouds of dark wind roared in, blowing away the flying resentful spirits. The huge mouth opened violently, biting and devouring many resentful spirits.
It's the other ghost kings who have arrived.
"It's daytime in the world right now. Are you going out to die now!?"
A ghost king roared fiercely.
"Wait for the order. You can only leave the ghost gate after dark. If you continue to be so unruly, I will swallow you up now!"
The evil ghosts were silent and the resentful spirits whined.
After frightening the restless ghost crowd, the ghost kings came to the ghost gate.
"Heishan, thank you for your hard work this time. When Xuanxin Zhengzong is encircled and suppressed, you should be remembered as the first one."
"Don't worry, I'll be back in two or three hours to take your place. With so many warrior souls, you must be one of them!"
"Brother Heishan, why do you need to do it yourself? I will capture your share for you. As long as I capture the souls, I will give you 30%."
"Just having a soul is nothing, Yan Chixia's soul belongs to you..."
The ghost kings' eyes flashed and they talked nonsense and rushed to make promises.
"Heishan is grateful for everyone's loyalty." The Ghost King of Heishan seemed to be touched, "Don't worry, I will take care of the aftermath. As long as I do something for everyone, even if there is no living soul, I will be willing to do so."
"The King of Montenegro is loyal."
"More atmospheric."
"Loyal and generous..."
…
A group of robbers plundered a large household, and the door stone prevented anyone from entering. The black man carried the stone with all his strength, and ordered his brothers to enter and plunder. The brothers want to share their wealth, and the black man who speaks righteousness is not for wealth, so don't insult his ambition, and all the brothers will burst into tears. Passers-by say that although thieves and thieves are a disaster, they are righteous and have their own merits.
"Chronicles of Qingzhou Rivers and Lakes"
