Chen Shiyuan, a famous palace, a disciple of the Nine Dragons Palace, is a disciple of three generations, and among the brothers of the same generation, his ranking is thirteen. Chen Shiyuan's main position is to preside over the Taihe Temple, but he also has another deputy position - in charge of all the fasting and rituals in the Nine Dragons Palace. Standing on the platform in front of the door of the Yuzhenguan, Chen Shiyuan's hands behind him, looking at the Taoist children who were busy up and down the steps on both sides of the platform, he stopped pacing, looked left and right, all the matters on the stage have been prepared, and he breathed a long sigh of relief, Chen Shiyuan's heart was a lot more relaxed! Turning around, looking at the young monks who were constantly pouring into the Yuzhenguan on the ancient road outside the Chaoyang Gate, Chen Shiyuan squinted his eyes slightly, put his fingers on the short beard under his chin, and kept nodding his head: "Hehe...... , Yes, it seems that there are about 1,000 monks who have broken through the 'Ruyi Golden Light Phantom Array' this year, and if they can break through the Ruyi Phantom Array, they must be hidden dragons and crouching tigers, and there are many masters! Hmm...... , 500 years of heaven and earth clear, 500 years of saints come out, my religion is flourishing......"

"Thirteenth Senior Uncle, the total number of people who have broken through the 'Ruyi Golden Light Phantom Array' this year is one thousand one hundred and thirty-two, nearly five hundred more than last year, among them, there is also a young man who broke through the Golden Light Phantom Array without using Dao techniques, hehe...... , The apprentice thought to himself, it's unlikely! That golden light phantom array is the illusion array laid by the eldest disciple Xiao Daocheng under the Ziyang real person seat of the Taiyi Palace, how could it be broken by a mere young man from the rivers and lakes?" On the towering god platform, a Dao boy wearing a mixed yuan scarf and a blue robe was carefully wiping the statue of the True Martial Emperor on the shrine, and he chattered endlessly. Chen Shiyuan put his hands behind his back again, his eyes swept over the thousands of monks under the altar, his deep gaze showed a very strong color of memory, and after being silent for a long time, he slowly asked: "Kong He, do you mean that the young man broke through the three hundred illusion arrays without using Dao techniques—the 'Ruyi Golden Light Array' that has turned into reality?"

Xun Konghe, who was placing the candlestick on the altar, stopped what he was doing, quickly straightened his waist, and respectfully looked at Uncle Chen, who was wearing a crown of the Five Mountains Spirit Diagram and wearing a crimson robe, and cleared his somewhat hoarse voice, Xun Konghe raised his voice and said: "Yes, Thirteenth Senior Uncle! That young man's name is Ye Duan, and his origin is written on the Loulan Chuyang clan, and he worships on the first floor of the Eight Great Veins of the Nine Dragons Palace!"

"This is a little strange......" Chen Shiyuan looked at the somewhat fierce sun in the sky, his tone paused, and he still said unhurriedly.

The expression on Xun Konghe's face was a little sluggish, and he muttered: "I didn't expect that in this era, there are still monks who practice swords." According to Senior Brother Fang, who led the way, he has been practicing swords for ten years! The disciple was thinking, after the Nine Dragons Palace's self-headed teacher, Zun Yu Huanzhen, stood alone in the world with the "Twelve Swords of Sadness", the only person in the Wu Weiwei Sect who could compete with the master in charge was Master Wuji on the first floor of the True Pulse of the Imperial Wind, and the "Tai Chi Twenty-four Style Swordsmanship" of the master was named Blue Moon. It's just that Master Wuji has always been ethereal, and his disciples are also unsatisfactory, I didn't expect that there would be such a handsome entry this year, if this young man is lucky enough to get the guidance of Master Wuji, on the road of cultivation, I am afraid it is unlimited......"

"Uncle Thirteen, Master said that the time has come, let Uncle Shi start ...... now!" A cold woman's voice came from the steps, interrupting Xun Konghe's long sigh, he was a little unsatisfied, turned his head and saw that following the stone steps was a fifteen or sixteen-year-old female Taoist boy, delicate and weak, a hosta diagonally inserted on her long black hair, and the moon-white Taoist robe on her body looked too wide. Chen Shiyuan looked at the female Taoist boy who was standing on the edge of the altar with a smile, nodded slowly, and then flicked his robes, slapped the Lei Gong peach wood order on the god case, and said loudly: "Get up the altar and play the fairy family music!!"

Around the shrine, 9981 prayer flags were erected early, and each prayer flag was covered with countless fragrant flowers and jade, shining under the scorching sun, making the altar standing under the sky appear more solemn and solemn. On both sides of the altar, there were eight Taoist children sitting quietly holding Taoist instruments, and the expressions on their faces were indescribably dignified and joyful. On the case, the statue of the Emperor Zhenwu made of bronze sits majestically in the center, on both sides of the statue of the Great Emperor: on the left is the golden boy holding the book, standing golden boy, his demeanor looks both restrained and deferential. On the right is the jade girl Duanbao, the jade girl's expression is elegant and dignified. Next to the statue of the Emperor Zhenwu is a black background gold character spirit seat carved from lotus wood, and the spirit seat reads: "The ancestor of the Nine Dragons Hall drove the dragon and drove the crane to the real person and the god of the Yang Dao ancestor." Under the shrine, the tall ever-bright lamp has already been lit, burning twelve incense sticks, and thirty-six pairs of large wax are burning brightly on the altar.

Under the altar, Ye Du, who was standing under the scorching sun, looked at the clear figure standing with his hands on the altar, and he didn't know why, but in his heart, he suddenly felt extremely solemn and solemn. Looking around, the young men and women who were still talking and fighting a moment ago, after the sound that resounded through the sky flew past their ears, suddenly, all the monks in front of the Yuzhen Temple were strangely quiet, and the surroundings were very quiet, so quiet that they seemed to be able to hear their subtle breathing, so quiet that they seemed to be able to hear the sound of leaves falling on the ground! Ye Du noticed that the thousands of monks under the altar all had incomparable peace and joy on their faces, and even the girls who were flushed by the scorching sun in the autumn sun were all standing quietly, looking at the crimson figure on the altar with respectful faces......

The sun is like fire, and the gods are in all directions, leaving only the sound of hunting and hunting left by the wind blowing prayer flags. On the somewhat boring and hot god platform, a light chime sounded softly on the god platform, and then, one after another, it was the sound of the dragon horn flute, the sound of the three clear jade bells, the crisp sound of the wooden fish, the sound of the fine drum, the melodious sound of the jade Xiao, the empty guqin sound, the majestic conch sound, accompanied by the slow Taoist music, a low and strange cappella and this fairy music, constantly washing the young men and girls in front of the Taoist temple - countless worries and fetters in the red world......

A long crane chirp suddenly came down from the sky, and in an instant, it attracted countless young monks in the audience to take a look. Ye Dui, who was standing, felt a little strange, and raised his head slightly, looking up at the blue canopy covered by the light veil of fine clouds. There, in the boundless sky, a crane is stretching its white wings for a long time, hovering lightly, slowly flying down towards Yuzhenguan, its golden beak is bright and dazzling in the sunlight. Ye Dui narrowed his eyes, and he found that the crane under the canopy of heaven was holding an extremely thin jade slip at the tip of its mouth. In the blink of an eye, the crane flew to the top of the altar, circled a few times, grabbed the golden crane claws on the top of a prayer flag, pecked the ground with its pointed little head, and looked at Chen Shiyuan on the platform, and the two snow-white wings behind him flapped slightly to maintain balance. Looking at its demeanor, it seems to convey something......

On the altar, headed by Chen Shiyuan, who was facing thousands of monks, standing behind him was Xun Kong Crane, and standing behind Xun Kong Crane was the eight Taoist children who played Xianjia music, and they were all facing the crane and standing respectfully. Then, the ten high paths on the altar all put their hands together in front of their lower abdomen, and from the bottom to the top, they made three deep gestures to the crane standing on the top of the prayer flag, and said in unison: "Listen to the teacher's decree of respecting the law!!

After almost half a pillar of incense, the crane standing on the prayer flag, waved the two white feathers, slowly flew down from the flag, and skillfully put the jade slip in his mouth on Chen Shiyuan's palm, and then with a clear sigh, in the eyes of thousands of monks, the crane with long feathers stretched out, fluttering away in the vast sky!

Chen Shiyuan on the altar stood quietly, and only after the long sound of the crane died away was he slowly opened the jade slip on his palm, and after roughly sweeping the words on the jade slip, Chen Shiyuan handed it to Xun Konghe behind him. After the tea effort, Xun Konghe raised his head, held the jade slip with two long hands, turned around and bowed three times in the direction where the crane disappeared, and then he walked to the left side of his Uncle Chen and stood still, slowly opened the jade slip, and placed it in front of his Uncle Chen very carefully.

Chen Shiyuan looked at Xun Konghe, who looked cautious and respectful in front of him, his left hand inadvertently put on the green beard under his chin, and his eyes showed a very strong look of appreciation, and then Chen Shiyuan took a long breath, his mind was one, his anger condensed the dantian, and his tone was condensed: "Taishang Sanqing Avenue, the disciple is the ancestor of Nanyang Jiuzhi Mountain Xuandu Realm Dragon Crane Real Person Yiyang Dao, and the master Zhou and Mr. Yue are under the seat. In the year 1423, the year of the blue moon was set up in front of the view of the truth. The disciples talked about Mu Xian'en, opened the door, and collected the disciples, hoping to pray for the three Qing immortal masters, the ancestors of the past dynasties to bless me with the Nine Dragon Hall - eight veins and seven peaks, and the long and long-lasting prosperity of the world! Shengwei was so frightened and trembling that he shook his head and bowed to him. The third generation of disciples of the Nine Dragons Palace, Liu Hanfeng, the real person of the Jade Illusion of Love, bowed again, and at noon on the fourth day of August 1423, the blue moon was moved to the Jinding Hall of Jiuzhi Mountain......"