This prayer ceremony, in Xu Yi's view, is a familiar meeting.

It's also interesting to say, if at this time, he goes out to mingle in the rivers and lakes, and meets someone to ask, he talks about his Xuanqing authentic background, if others say the last sentence of the Xuanqing Sect's certain elder, how is the so-and-so inner door immortal, he can't answer at all.

When Xu Yizheng was there, someone came in the field, but more than 100 breaths, and the more than 100 futons at the head of His Royal Highness were all full.

Time has passed again, and the elders have not yet arrived, Xu Yi secretly said strangely, according to the rules, it shouldn't be like this.

If it drags on any longer, the auspicious time will pass.

It is really strange to say that Hongyi is a person, even the shadow of an elder has not been seen.

Xu Yi was not the only one who was suspicious, he had already captured several transmissions in the field, all of which were asking questions about the strange situation in front of him.

Suddenly, a chime sounded, and the hall was like a jade bead splashed, and then, the familiar voice of the red fire real person cut in, "All disciples, go to the back mountain, this time the ceremony will be held in the back mountain." ”

There was an uproar in the audience, how important the prayer ceremony was, and I had never heard of it being held anywhere other than the Temple of Light.

"What are you stunned for, if you miss the auspicious time, you will not be forgiven!"

The voice of the red fire real person came again, and the uproar stopped, and all the disciples got up at the same time, and they all swept towards the outside of the hall.

Xu Yi kept up with the large army, not far away, at the end, bypassing a piece of greenery, turning a stream, and seeing more than a dozen people scattered in the distance between a field halfway up the mountain.

With just one glance, Xu Yi recognized Chihuo Zhenren and Elder Gong, obviously these were the elders.

In the next moment, Xu Yi's gaze froze on a short old man in coarse linen.

The temperament of the short old man is extremely strange, to put it bluntly, he has no temperament at all, he is just an old peasant in the countryside, his trousers are still rolled high, his feet are stained with black and shiny soil, and his face is hard and sad.

However, Xu Yi concluded at a glance that this short old man was a person in charge of the Xuanqing Sect, a monk in the Tribulation Period.

This kind of judgment is also based on past experience, often the gap between the cultivation realm widens, and it is common to not be able to judge the reality of the other party.

Sure enough, when the inner disciples approached, they all bowed down to the short old man and shouted to teach.

Xu Yi also hid in the crowd and saluted, and he could clearly feel the heartfelt respect and desire of the inner disciples for Hongyi people.

This made him more and more convinced that the Yanling Pill of the disciples of the Xuanqing Sect had to fall on Hongyi people.

Hongyi looked at everyone with a smile and waved his hand, "Look at you guys in auspicious clothes, what kind of etiquette do you do in this muddy place, and blame me, you have temporarily changed your mind." The reason why this place was changed was that the old man had a whim and wanted to change the rules, rather than walking the same process for many years, it was better for the big guys to work together and sincerely do something for the mountain gate. If Providence has a sense of it, it is better to have mercy on our sincerity than to bow down in the temple for a thousand times. ”

"Bow to the teachings!"

The crowd replied in unison.

Suddenly, a person came out from among the inner disciples, holding a palm-sized golden dragon in his palm, the little dragon looked mighty, the scales and claws were flying, and there were five colors of light around the body, which was extremely eye-catching, the disciple held the little dragon, bowed to the ground, and shouted in his mouth, " Qi Yu Zhangjiao, this golden dragon is a disciple from a secret occasion, this morning, this time the little dragon actually roared in this direction, and then, there was news that the location of the big ceremony was changed, it can be seen that this little dragon is quite supernatural, when the heavens want to Xing I Xuanqing, hereby descended auspicious. ”

Xu Yi stared at that person in a daze, wondering in his heart, the audience was full of cultivators, and he was still playing a set of Bao Xiangrui here, would it be too unscored.

After thinking about it all his life, Xu Yi found that a trace of gloom flashed on the faces of many of the inner disciples, and he was a little confused.

"Wonderful, this golden dragon, although very small, but full of momentum, has the atmosphere of a king, and is indeed auspicious. ”

"The golden dragon is surrounded by five gases, Xuanqing Ze is born by the common people, this lord and I Xuanqing are prosperous. ”

"Although it only has the shape of a dragon, it does not have the spirit of a dragon, and this can be born at this time, which is undoubtedly a good sign. ”

“............”

The elders praised endlessly.

Xu Yi realized in an instant, it doesn't matter whether the monks in front of him believe in auspiciousness or not, the key is that now is the moment of great luck, even if it is not auspicious, it must become auspicious, to put it bluntly, the general environment needs.

Sure enough, Hongichi smiled, "I have a heart." ”

As he spoke, with a wave of his hand, an old servant stepped forward and took the golden dragon away.

At this moment, another inner disciple came out of the crowd and said in a loud voice, "The unfilial disciple got a book of heaven from an ancient mountain mausoleum, but it is difficult to understand the mystery, and he is willing to dedicate it to the palm of the sect, so as not to make the pearl secretly cast." ”

His voice fell, and someone followed closely behind, chanting loudly, "The faint bell is far away, and the shadow of the forest hides the ......."

But it is a long poem, quite literary and dusty.

The recitation of the prescription attracted a lot of admiration, and even Hongyi showed a look of satisfaction, and nodded the person who praised "spiritual".

Xu Yi finally knew that the one who wrote the long poem was the most famous Jun Wuxian among the inner disciples.

After you have no evil to compose poems, some people come out one after another, or offer treasures, or enter auspicious rui, or chant poems.

It's not like it came out of nowhere, but it seems to have been prepared, and it has come to this point, Xu Yi still can't understand it, almost all the inner disciples are prepared, and they are all holding back their strength to show their faces in front of Hongyi.

Only the few people who entered the inner door with him did not perform, and it is estimated that they are not ignorant of the news, but they know that their qualifications are not enough, and it is useless to get involved, so why bother to say a word that they don't know how to advance or retreat.

Hongyi is really popular, and he is not annoyed by the commotion in front of him.

However, the Red Tiger real person's eyes were spitting fire, his expression was not good, and wherever his eyes went, the scene quickly returned to peace.

Hongyi said with a smile, "On the day of great joy, you don't have to stretch your face in Chihuo, everyone has desires, and it is not an exaggeration to have desires, which is the source of enterprising." I Xuanqing can have so many good disciples, Lao Dao is very pleased. Alright, let's start the ritual. ”

Hongyi's open-mindedness made the atmosphere in the field quickly warm.

At the moment, Hongyi is the main priest, and the red fire is accompanied by real people, after a set of quite cumbersome processes, worship the sky, knock on the earth, meet the five directions, and salute the underworld, from the beginning of the morning sun, to the middle of the sky, before the end.

The Red Tiger Zhenren asked for a person from Shihong, but there was still a decree to give it.

Hongyi pointed to the field under his feet and said, "Since I have changed here, it is different, I have a batch of spiritual seedlings that need to be planted, there are too many of them, you all come to help." ”

As he spoke, with a wave of his hand, a jasper gourd toppled into the air, releasing a large amount of clear water.