At this time, the square, after a night of arrangement, has been completely different from what Yan Ning and others saw yesterday, only to see that the square was cleaned, and there was not a single weed left, and everyone's heads were covered by a huge five-color cloth, and the early morning sun reflected the square particularly dazzling through the five-color cloth.

In front of the square, there is a huge Dao Gate, there is a long plaque on the left and right of the Dao Gate, the right side reads "Tao gives birth to one, one life to two, two to three, three to all things", and on the left it is written "Man Law Earth, Earth Law Tian, Heaven Law Dao, Tao Law Nature".

After the Daomen, three layers of altars were erected, and there were three more on each floor, a total of nine altars.

Behind each layer of the altar, there were disciples of Longhu Mountain wearing black and red robes, they had a serious attitude, holding jade plaques and standing like ancient songs.

Tang Zixuan explained: "This is the nine altars of worship to the gods of heaven and earth, of which the lower three altars are Luo Tian, offering 1,200 gods, the disciples of each academy preside over the middle three altars for Zhou Tian, offering 2,400 gods, and the last three altars presided over by the three elders are called Putian, offering 3,600 gods, presided over by our Longhu Mountain Great Heavenly Master." ”

Yan Ning nodded, and looked up, the disciple wearing the red Dao robe was located in the lower three altars, and should be the representative of the disciples of each academy, while the one standing in the middle three altars was wearing a black Dao robe, it seemed that he should be the elder of Longhu Mountain, and Hang Wanzong was also among them.

As for the back of the three altars, there was no shadow of the Great Heavenly Master, and there was an elder standing on the left and right of the three altars, although their demeanor did not see any ups and downs, Yan Ning saw a trace of worry and anxiety in their eyes.

What made them so anxious on such a grand occasion? Yan Ning couldn't help but think.

Tang Zixuan saw what Yan Ning was thinking, and couldn't help but smile bitterly: "We notified the Great Heavenly Master Zhang Daofeng a few days ago, and his old man kept saying that he would go back to the mountain gate today to preside over the overall situation, but now that the altar opening ceremony is about to begin, there is no trace of his old man." ”

Yan Ning suddenly realized, it turned out to be like this, no wonder the two elders would be nervous like that.

Luo Tian Dajiao is such a grand ceremony, half of the Taoist giants are basically present, if the Great Heavenly Master does not appear, it will definitely cause them to be dissatisfied, and they will even wonder if Longhu Mountain is hiding something mysterious from them.

"Alas, no matter what, if the Great Heavenly Master fails to come back, my master will definitely go up. Tang Zixuan said helplessly.

"Your master, is he also there?" Zhuang Xiaoya asked curiously.

Tang Zixuan pointed to the elder on the left hand side of the Three Altars and said, "Well, that's my master, my master and Yuchen's master, he is the great elder of Longhu Mountain." ”

Yan Ning had long known that Tang Zixuan and Mo Yuchen's master was not simple, and in the past, he suspected that Tang Zixuan and Mo Yuchen were the disciples of a certain elder of Longhu Mountain, but he didn't expect that they were the disciples of the Great Elder, which made Yan Ning a little surprised.

The great elder of Longhu Mountain is named Zhang Rushan, he has a Chinese face, but there is a trace of evil in his eyebrows, Yan Ning couldn't help frowning slightly when he saw him behind him.

Tang Zixuan's master, Zhang Rushan, didn't seem to have a good complexion, could it be that something had happened?

Yan Ning didn't ask, but looked at the other elder. The elder stood on the other side of the altar, he was a rickety, mediocre-looking, with a hooked nose and small eyes, and he looked a little treacherous.

In addition to the anxiety in his eyes, Yan Ning also saw a trace of expectation, and this expectation was extremely strange in Yan Ning's heart.

"How many elders is he?" Yan Ning asked, pointing at the elder.

Tang Zixuan glanced at it, and also showed a strange expression: "It's strange, didn't you arrange for the second elder to stand there before, why is the third elder standing there now?"

The hook-nosed elder was the third elder of Longhu Mountain, named Zhang Quanfeng.

Yan Ning stared at Zhang Quanfeng, Zhang Quanfeng was unexpectedly aware, turned his head to look at Yan Ning and the others, his eyes were slightly cold, and he seemed to let out a snort, and then turned his head not to look at Yan Ning and the others, as if he was disdainful.

"It's quite proud. Yan Ning sneered and stopped looking at Zhang Quanfeng.

For the second elder who did not attend, Tang Zixuan didn't have time to take care of it, more and more people entered, Yan Ning and the others, under the leadership of Tang Zixuan, took their seats one by one.

Below the square, there were futons and long tables, Yan Ning and the others sat down on the futon, and found that everyone around them was looking at them, their eyes were burning, as if they were about to melt him.

"Why are they staring at us?" Zhuang Xiaoya asked suspiciously.

"Maybe it's because I'm so handsome. Yan Ning said narcissistically.

Meow Dabao yawned: "Didn't you notice the name tag on the table in front of you?"

When Yan Ning heard this, he couldn't help but be stunned, and found that he really had a famous brand in front of him, and when he picked it up, it was written "Maoshan Wumen: Yan Ning".

"Damn, isn't it, it's exposed like this?!" Yan Ning was speechless for a while, picked up the name tags in front of Zhuang Xiaoya and Wang Tianci and looked at them, and they also wrote the words of Heavenly Daoyi Hall and Divination Hall respectively.

Yan Ning glared at Tang Zixuan: "We are going up the mountain in a low-key manner, don't you know that Gongliang is playing with our idea? Such a high-profile, I'm afraid they won't be able to kill us, right?!"

Tang Zixuan hurriedly explained: "This is arranged by Uncle Shi, don't blame me!"

Yan Ning was stunned: "Hang Wanzong, Lao Tzu only helped him recover his arm last night, and he will pit Lao Tzu the next day?"

"That's not the case," Tang Zixuan explained, "Uncle Shi wants to let everyone realize your existence through this altar opening ceremony, so that if a good person wants to make a move against you, he has to weigh it, and other sects are not stupid, a few of you have only appeared in the eyes of everyone, if something happens, they will probably guess it." ”

Yan Ning's face softened a lot when he heard this: "He thought about it quite thoughtfully, and I think it makes sense to hear you say this." ”

Tang Zixuan breathed a sigh of relief, Yan Ning put the name tag on the table again, and seeing that everyone was looking at him and the others, Yan Ning responded with a smile and a little.

Among them, Yan Ning saw many familiar faces, including Tang Wenlin, the young master of the Tang Sect, who had fought a face before.

The name of the ghost doctor of the Wu Sect was extremely loud, and when all the representatives of the sect saw the name plate on the table, they all did one thing in unison, that is, to call back to the mountain gate and inform them that the ghost doctor of the Wu Sect in Maoshan had reappeared.

Of course, the names of the Heavenly Daoyi Hall and the Divination Hall have not been left behind.

And when Yan Ning sat behind the table, everyone's eyes moved from the name brand to Yan Ning's body, and they all showed surprised expressions: How could the three branches of Maoshan that had disappeared for many years now fall on the three little guys in their twenties?