The red glow burns the fire on the edge of the sky,

The sun shines on the clouds;

The rooster crows at the dawn of all things,

The sun is shining brightly.

In the blink of an eye, it is October 19th, this day is the day of 'Yangdan', according to the ancient tradition, all living beings should burn incense and worship, in order to feel the beginning of all things, the beginning of light, this is the merit of heaven and earth, the blessing of all beings.

Feng Pavilion's sect ceremony is scheduled on this day, according to the earth master's statement: 'Yang Dan' day, and even when the yang qi is the strongest, Feng Pavilion to the divine fire to establish the sect, the fire is positive, the birth of yang will be lucky, to the time of the opening ceremony, can take the blessing of the Yang merit, so that the sect luck is long, long-lasting.

On October 19, at the end of the day, the sky was already light.

Although it is dawn, the morning sun has not yet risen.

But in the void above the Phoenix Palace, there are colorful clouds, and the spiritual mist rises, and in the silky spiritual mist, there are 999 steps of Qiong, extending upwards, like a ladder to the sky, leading directly to the altar of the sea of clouds in the east.

This altar hangs in the air, in the color of fiery red, emitting infinite red light, like the sun shining high, shining in the clouds and emitting red light, so not attractive.

In other words, this altar is a treasure of the Phoenix Pavilion, called the 'Altar of the Sacrifice Sun', which is refined by the Phoenix Nest Stone, containing the fire of Nirvana, although it is not as good as the Sycamore Tree and the Nirvana Pool, but it is also a demigod instrument, which can bear the power of luck.

Some time ago, Feng Pavilion was in danger of being wiped out, and it was proposed by the palace master of Xuanxiu Palace to use this altar to lead the way.

At the same time, in the four sides of the altar, there are countless floating islands hanging in the air, looming in the sea of clouds, like a huge chessboard, unfolding in the air, criss-crossing and criss-crossing, there is an invisible force, floating according to a certain trajectory.

This is a chessboard of immortal weapons.

Such specifications show the courage of Fengge.

The people who watched the ceremony were arranged on the island of the Yiyun chessboard early to rest for the auspicious time.

It's just that many cultivators, very few people know Tang Bai, and I heard that he was an ordinary disciple of the Great Yan Sect, and this kind of thing of flying on the branches and turning into a phoenix is the most curious.

The people of the three major sects are still good, and the three major hidden sects are even more silent, but some disciples of the small sects, some loose cultivators or young ladies of the family are all curious, just waiting for the auspicious time to come soon, so that they can see Tang Bai's true face and see what kind of ability he has to be the head of the sect.

Time is endless, and the hour is near.

Saw:

The cannon shook the sky,

Fairy music flutters.

The auspicious clouds descend from the sky,

Step by step.

Pretty boy in a white robe,

A scholar with a sword hanging from his waist.

The wind is calm and calm,

There is only one person who has stepped on the Qiong steps.

This white-clothed boy is Tang Bai, he is already handsome and extraordinary, and the Seven Gods Longyuan Sword hanging from his waist, on the scabbard, the treasure shines, making him look like a quiet and elegant noble son, and like a gentle and jade-like scholar, in the eyes of many people, unique coquettish, extraordinary.

Step by step, he slowly ascended from the Qiong ladder, looming in the spiritual mist, surrounded by colorful clouds, so that he had a kind of fairy spirit aura of 'transcending the world, drifting away from the gods'.

Everyone couldn't help but sigh:

"What a pretty boy!"

At the same time, on the square of the Phoenix Palace, the disciples of the Phoenix Pavilion dressed in blue, yellow, white, purple, green and other colors walked through the square in turn, standing vertically and horizontally.

There are many women in Fengge, looking at it, the flowers are red and willow green, and the ring is fat and thin, so beautiful.

The three palace masters went forward, namely Shenxiu Palace Suqin Fairy, Xianxiu Palace River Po, and Xuanxiu Palace Tianwen.

After the three palace masters, there are thirty-six palace masters.

After the hall master, there is the seventy-two peak master.

In the end, there were many disciples of the Feng Pavilion, standing vertically and horizontally, waiting solemnly, until Tang Bai ascended the altar and looked down, many disciples knelt on the ground and said loudly: "Meet the sect master!"

The sound is in harmony, straight up to the ninth night, magnificent, incomparable.

Tang Bai stood on the altar, overlooking all directions, for a while, he was full of emotion, and then he heard the sound of worship, and roared in his ears, so that he couldn't help but feel the imperial pleasure of being in power and controlling the life and death of all beings.

He sighed leisurely: "Vanity Fair in the world, how to come and go, the road of life is nothing more than that: happy in the dream of red dust." ”

He silently recited the "Nine Yang Sutra", and the idea of knowing the sea to the sun shines brightly, and if there is a spiritual spring flowing in his heart, he instantly washes away the dust in his heart and returns to the beginning of the mirror.

Then, he looked at the most mysterious Xuanxiu Palace Master of Feng Pavilion, and said softly: "Tianwen, please go to the altar." ”

His voice was not loud, but it was heard everywhere and clearly.

When everyone heard this, they all looked at the palace master of Xuanxiu Palace, and saw that he was about thirty years old, slender and long, wearing a green shirt, extremely ordinary, only on his face, wearing a bronze mask, which made people feel mysterious.

Feng Ge Tianwen, known as the 'Divine Dragon', means that the Divine Dragon sees the head but does not see the tail, and does not see the trace all year round.

Moreover, everything about him seemed extremely mysterious, no one knew the exercises he practiced, no one knew what he looked like, and no one knew when he came to Feng Pavilion, when he became the palace master of Xuanxiu Palace?

for he lived longer than all men.

No one thought that this time Feng Pavilion's sect ceremony, Tianwen would appear.

There are monks who have practiced the pupil technique, and they have used their magic skills, and they want to see what the heavens look like?

But as soon as their eyes collided with the bronze mask, a subtle red light reflected off the bronze mask, piercing into everyone's eyes, and instantly breaking their pupils.

Among these people, there is even the Sword Sect Sect Master Feng Jiuge, his sword pupils have already reached the realm of intangibility, and his gaze is his sword intent, which is indestructible and invisible.

But his sword couldn't see through the seemingly ordinary bronze mask.

He was slightly surprised, and he became more curious about Tianwen.

Tianwen didn't pay attention to everyone's gaze, he stepped by step, and naturally, when he appeared in front of Tang Bai, he bowed and called 'Sect Master'.

Tang Bai nodded, although he was also curious about the appearance behind this mask, he didn't open the perspective eye, he just said calmly: "How to lead the luck?"

He didn't have any intention of the Feng Pavilion Sect Master, and he didn't know the procedure, so he had to be a puppet and let them arrange it.

Tianwen raised his head and looked at the red glow in the sky, and said, "Sect Master, wait a minute, wait for the tea cup to work, Tianwen will deal with it." “

Tang Bai nodded.

Neither of them was a man of many words, so they remained silent.

The tea cup kung fu is fleeting, and among the red clouds on the horizon, the first rays of sunlight shine on the earth, and between heaven and earth, it is suddenly full of endless vitality.

"The beginning of light, the beginning of all things, is at this time. “

After Tianwen muttered to himself, a fiery red rune suddenly appeared in the palm of his right hand, and then a palm was imprinted on the altar where the two of them were located.

For a moment, fiery red lines appeared on the altar, like hot rock paddles flowing. Then, Tang Bai saw Tianwen stepping on a strange footwork, stepping on the lines of the altar, and the entire lines of the altar flowed with his footwork, and then, Tang Bai felt a strange power, filling the altar and filling the four heavens and the earth.

This power is not the power of immortals, nor is it the power of the Great Dao, but it is particularly solemn and vast, and it is extremely sacred.

At the same time, Tianwen suddenly stretched out his hand, slapped his palm on Tang Bai's top, and shouted, "Use it with a godhead." ”

The incident happened suddenly, Tang Bai reacted at all, and he found that even if he reacted, he couldn't avoid Tianyang's palm, because he found that Tianyang's palm was mixed with the same power as the altar, this power was not controlled by the Yuan Qi, nor was it controlled by the power of the Great Dao, but it was extremely domineering.

Then, that strange energy entered Tang Bai's body, and he felt that his flesh and blood, his spiritual will, his true soul, all his powers, whether tangible or invisible, were condensed together, and in his sea of consciousness, a tiny earthy yellow particle was formed, and before he could sense what substance this particle was, he heard the heavenly question shouting: "Attract God with God, merit will come, and luck will increase your body." ”

Then, the world in front of Tang Bai's eyes changed instantly, and he found that he was not standing on the altar at this time, but standing in a golden ocean, and endless golden energy poured into his body, pouring into the tiny particle of his sea of consciousness.

This is the power of merit, Tang Bai was slightly surprised, he had never seen such a huge power of merit, as if there was no boundary.

In the blink of an eye, countless figures appeared in front of him, all of whom were worldly people, distributed in all directions of heaven and earth. Among these people, there are old men, middle-aged men, immature children, flower letters, women, emperors, generals, talents, craftsmen, and commoners...

He seemed to see all living beings, which reminded him of the scene in the Qingqiu Mountains, when he was on the white jade platform, and the Emperor of Heaven gave him a 'heaven' character script, and then he saw the scene exactly the same as the scene he saw now, except that at that time he heard the begging of the heavens, the praise of the heavens, and the angry scolding of the heavens.

At this time, the voices of all beings he heard were praises to the sun, to the light of heaven and earth, and to the beginning of all things.

At this moment, he seemed to have become a god, incarnated as a god of thousands of people

He felt that his doppelgangers were all over the heavens and the earth, receiving incense from all beings.

He knew that the earthy yellow particle of the sea was still absorbing the power of infinite merit, and he felt that his body was soaring, flying into the endless void, forming one with the rising sun that broke through the clouds.

Then, he found that around the morning sun, there was an endless purple light, and the earthy yellow particles of his sea no longer attracted the energy of merit, but absorbed the endless purple light.

Time is endless, Tang Bai doesn't know how long it has been, he feels that time is still, and he feels that thousands of years have passed, he feels that the particles of the sea have reached a saturated state, and he can no longer attract the slightest bit of purple qi;

"Scattered"

A loud shout rang in his ears, and at the same time, the particles of his sea suddenly exploded, and endless purple light instantly filled his body, his flesh and skin, his spiritual will, and his internal organs.

His body was constantly expanding, as if his whole person was about to burst with endless purple qi.

The "Witch Body Dafa" in his body naturally operated, and the purple in his body spouted from the Hekou Acupoint, Qi Hai Acupoint, Zhi Suffocation Acupoint, Kidney Yu Acupoint, Life Gate Acupoint, Left and Right Abdominal Knot Acupoint, flowed to the bottom of the sea and Yongquan Acupoint, and flowed into the altar under his feet from the center of his feet.

All of a sudden, a ray of purple light spread out from Tang Bai's feet, spreading all around, and before the tea cup was ready, the entire altar turned purple, making the altar even more noble and sacred.

At the same time, a purple pillar of light burst out from the altar of the sacrificial sun, connected with the Phoenix Palace below, and then started from the Phoenix Palace and spread in all directions, making the surrounding Phoenix Palace turn purple, and even the surrounding floating islands were surrounded by infinite purple, and the entire space turned into a purple space.

The monks who were watching the ceremony all around frowned, and the disciples who were cultivating were not at all aware of what this purple color was that permeated the four directions.

And the sect masters of the three sects, and the monks of the three hidden sects couldn't help but stand up, looking at the altar wrapped in purple in puzzlement, and they couldn't help muttering: "The power of luck." ”