Chapter Eighty-Seven: The Opening Ceremony
Yang Rui saw that it was Yuan Yin who came over, and he also returned the salute, and said with a smile, "Senior Brother Yuan Yin, I haven't seen you for a long time, and it seems that I have improved a lot." Pen %Fun %Pavilion www.biquge.info"
Yuan Yin nodded slightly, didn't say much, and when he saw Shang Yun, a smile appeared on his face, "Senior Brother Shang Yun, don't come to harm?" ”
Shang Yun snorted coldly and said with a smile, "Thanks to Senior Brother's blessing, it's not bad." ”
Yuan Yin was stunned for a moment, and he didn't want to talk to him more, if it weren't for Zhang Yi being here, I was afraid that he wouldn't have come to greet everyone at all.
He walked closer, and finally saw the person he had been thinking about for a long time, his face was slightly red, and he smiled at Zhang Yi, "Senior sister Zhang Yi, I haven't seen you for a long time." ”
Who knew that Zhang Yi glanced at him and said angrily, "Who hasn't seen you for a long time?" ”
She has always disliked this person, she is a gentleman, and she relied on her own favor by Xuanguang, so she trampled on Huang Chu and Xu Fu, and the most important thing is that he seriously injured his senior brother Shang Yun with that black shirt, how could this matter be understated?
Yuan Yin's face was embarrassed, and he opened his mouth, not knowing what to say.
On the side, Xu Fu smiled and said, "Senior brother, Master seems to be looking for us, why don't you hurry over?" ”
Yuan Yin was stunned for a moment, who would have thought that his junior brother would help to solve the siege, smiled gratefully at Xu Fu, turned to Zhang Yi and said, "Senior sister Zhang Yi, my master called me, don't pass by, and have a chance to talk again in the future." ”
Zhang Yi only turned his face away, unwilling to pay attention to him.
Yuan Yin saw that it was boring to stay any longer, so he quickly turned around and left.
On a handsome face, his face was pale, and his lips trembled slightly with anger.
Xu Fu saw it in his eyes, but he was inexplicably happy.
Yang Rui looked at the back of Yuan Yin leaving, and saw the expression on Zhang Yi's face, knowing that there should be a story between them, but it was not good to ask too much.
It was at this moment that a gong was heard on the high platform, and the bells and drums rang in unison.
Yang Rui said, "It's going to start!" ”
When Zhang Yi heard him, he couldn't help but feel moved in his heart, and quickly raised his eyes to look.
I saw that from the crowd, a long white jade road was separated, and all kinds of utensils were placed on both sides.
In the middle of the long road, a red carpet is laid and erected directly into the inner ring of the terrace.
Then he brought out some of the boys, and sprinkled the ground with petals, and took up the dew, and sprinkled it around the altar.
The eight respectable uncles on both sides stood according to their seniority, and their hands were respectfully folded to their chests.
Another dragon bell rang for a long time.
Two white-clothed disciples appeared behind the blanket and helped one person out.
It is the longest of this sect, the Qingxuan Daoist.
Shang Yun saw it in his eyes, and his heart ached, only to feel that he was much older than when he saw him in the morning.
Qing Xuanqiang supported his body, his shape was erect, his legs were weak, and he was resting on the boy's hand, and his chest was undulating.
He tried to restrain himself from coughing up blood, but he couldn't help the itching in his chest and coughed violently.
The coughing sound was muffled by the surrounding chimes, barely audible.
The two boys were so frightened that they did not dare to speak, but they held him by the hand and trembled and walked forward.
Everywhere he passed, the disciples around him bowed down and worshipped.
It was as if Qing Xuan was no longer an ordinary person at this time, but represented the supreme providence.
When he arrived in front of De Shangyun, he stopped and glanced at him intentionally or unintentionally.
Yang Rui reminded in his mouth, "Senior Brother Shangyun, kneel down quickly." ”
Shang Yun was pulled by Zhang Yi, fell to the ground, and bowed respectfully to Qing Xuan.
Qing Xuan walked a few more steps to the altar.
All the junior disciples bowed respectfully and said in unison, "Senior Brother Qingxuan! ”
He nodded, looked at the huge stone tablet above, and thought to himself, he had been performing the ritual of catching spirits and exploring the sea and sacrificing to the heavens for sixty years, and this time was the last time.
Thinking of this, I couldn't help but feel a gloom in my heart, and my expression was indescribably serious, as if I wanted to assimilate with this stone tablet of ten thousand mountains.
He was slightly distracted, took the high incense from the boy's hand, and walked towards the altar.
At this time, suddenly a gust of wind came, and the white clothes were flying, looking like a green Xuan Immortal with an ancient style and an independent legacy.
He stood on a high altar and recited the eulogy in his mouth.
only said, "Heaven is natural, ten thousand laws are constant, God blesses Danqing, and the bright light is above...... The gate of heaven will be opened, the sea will be green, worship the sky, Fu Qi will go to the earth, bless my people, and explore the sea to return to ......"
Qingxuan thought of it, prostrate on the ground, hit the ground with his head, and knelt three times and knocked nine times.
And all the people below also bowed down with him.
After the salute, Qing Xuan stood up, and the boy on the side hurriedly picked up a tray and delivered it to him.
Qing Xuan held a pen in his hand, cut his wrist with a knife on the side, and dripped it onto the inkstone.
This inkstone and brush are all things handed down by Nanhuazi and used to open the gate of heaven.
He dipped the brush in blood and lightly touched it above the stone tablet, at the mark of a moon.
But when he saw that the blood was soaked into the stone, it immediately condensed into a little, as if it had been sucked into it.
The moon-shaped mark immediately fluoresced and shone brightly.
Above the stele, there was a slow surging airflow, only to see dark clouds, strong winds, and gradually gathered to the top of the stele.
In the sky, a huge one-eyed faintly appeared.
The eye was formed by the condensation of clouds, and at this moment, it seemed that one eye was closed, and there was a tendency to open slowly.
According to the normal ritual, in five days, the one-eyed [Heavenly Gate] will be completely opened.
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"Wow, that's amazing." Zhang Yi sighed on the side, attracting the attention of everyone around.
She suddenly felt that she was speechless, and quickly covered her mouth with her hands.
Shang Yun looked at the sky in a daze, and was distracted for a while, but this scene had a sense of déjà vu, and he couldn't remember it for a while.
When he was secretly distracted, he suddenly felt a chill on his back and turned around.
In the crowd, there seemed to be a cold gaze, looking at him coldly.
The breath was fleeting, disappearing into the crowd.
An indescribable strange feeling pervades my heart.
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After the ceremony of opening the gate of heaven is completed, it is time for the roll call.
According to statistics, there are 216 people who have participated in the hunting and exploration of the sea.
In addition to the young disciples who have been accepted in recent years, almost eighty percent of the Danqing Sect people are among them.
The senior brother of the secretary of the door walked up to the balcony with a stack of thick bamboo slips and placed them on the table.
The second master Bo stood in the back, taking over Qing Xuan's position and presiding over the roll call.
Yang Rui was overjoyed, smiled, and explained to Shang Yun and Zhang Yi, "This is the family teacher, Mr. Shuijing, commonly known as Sima Hui, who is the second oldest in the door. My master is kind and never wants to offend people, so he is also called Mr. Yes. If the tutor has inappropriate hosting, please also ask Haihan. ”
He spoke humbly, and spoke with great comfort.
Looking at this Mr. Shuijing again, he is extremely young, with a face of only about forty years old, black hair, goatee, and neatly dressed.
If Shang Yun hadn't heard about it from Yang Rui next to him, he wouldn't have believed that he was a few years older than his master.
Mr. Shuijing bowed to the heavens and the earth, then picked up the bamboo slips and read out the names on them one by one.
The first is to check the identity of the disciples, the second is also equivalent to conveying these names to the heavens and praying for protection, the third is to let everyone get acquainted with each other, and the fourth is to allow people to be selected in advance.
Originally, before the spirit hunting and exploring the sea, the elders in the door did not participate because of their faces, but this time the situation was special, and after the spirit hunting and exploring the sea, a competition for the head of the sect would be held, so these elders had to put down their self-esteem and join with their fellow disciples.
Only Mr. Shui Jing, who consciously couldn't improve much, gave up this opportunity and stayed outside the gate of heaven as a response.
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He sang the names one by one, and with each name, the stone tablet and moon marks flashed behind him.
More than 200 names, in fact, it doesn't take much time.
It's only been about a stick of incense, and most of it has been recited.
"Xu Fu!"
When he read Xu Fu's name, Shang Yun's heart moved.
Raising his eyes, Xu Fu's face was quite relaxed, as if he was nothing.
On the other hand, Xuan Guang on the other side was a little more nervous than him.
This person's name has been read one by one, and Shang Yun is quite unfamiliar.
Later, I finally heard a very familiar name.
"Han Yun."
A thin face appeared in front of him, and a pair of big black eyes looked pitiful.
Shang Yun didn't know why, when he thought of him, the words Chu Chu and pity would appear in his heart, and he smiled slightly, feeling that it seemed to be quite appropriate.
That Han Yun was like a weak animal.
I didn't expect to see him today, seeing that he looked young, and thought that he was just a disciple who had just started, but who knew that he had already entered the Imperial Spirit Realm.
When he thought of this Han Yun, Yang Rui said softly on the side, "This Han Yun, I have some impressions, he is a disciple of Uncle Liu He, he has been in the beginner for ten years, and he is also famous among the younger generation. ”
Zhang Yi was taken aback for a while, turned around and said, "He has been a beginner for ten years?" Isn't that the practice of being in the door at the age of four or five? ”
Yang Rui was stunned for a moment, and then smiled, "Who told you that he is only fourteen or fifteen years old this year?" ”
He was a smart person, and immediately reacted, smiling slightly, "You've seen him today, haven't you?" This Senior Brother Han Yun is twenty years old this year, but he is thin and looks young, but he is a little older than you. ”
When Zhang Yi heard this, he smiled dumbly, turned his face, and stuck out his tongue at Shang Yun, thinking to himself, he finally took advantage of it today.
Shang Yun knew what was going on in her mind and winked at her in response.
The two tacitly acquiesced and were silent.
It seems that when I see him in the future, I still have to respect him a little more.
After a while, Mr. Shuijing finally sang Shang Yun's name, he held the bamboo slip high, and said loudly, "Shang-Yun-"
These two words drag on for a long time, and it is also the attention of this roll call, which needs to be named, clear and slow, and thought it was a heavenly record.
On the stone tablet behind, the moon-shaped mark flashed blue.
Suddenly, a person from below stood up and shouted, "This person can't." ”
This sound, snarky and abnormal, was extremely uncomfortable to listen to in human ears, Shang Yun's heart jumped heavily, and he raised his eyes to look.
This person in the field, with clear eyebrows and long beard, and white temples, is Xuan Guang.
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