I don't know how long it took, Jin Huiyuan finished reciting the sacrificial words, turned around and bowed to several masters, several masters nodded, walked to Ye Yiqiu's stone statue, and bowed down reverently.

After several masters knelt down and bowed, Jin Huiyuan shouted: "Worship the ancestor." He led all the disciples to bow down, and then stepped forward to offer incense and sacrifice grains.

The Lingshan Festival of the Commander lasted until the afternoon, and finally ended in Kim Hye-won's sacrificial speech.

Qin Yutian listened to the sacrificial words for most of the day, and knelt down to worship the stone statue for a long time, his head was dizzy at the moment, and when he heard the word end, he almost jumped up excitedly.

Jin Huiyuan straightened his clothes and added: "Others can leave, and those who are late for the Lingshan Festival will stay for me." ”

Hearing this, I just jumped up and down a few times, and suddenly it looked like a frosted eggplant wilted.

In the past few years, the senior brother Jin Huiyuan's methods of rectifying people have become more and more miserable and inhumane, and today is the Lingshan Centennial Festival, they are not only late, but also noisy, how will they be punished by the senior brother, so worried.

Jin Huiyuan put his hands behind his back, looked at a few and said solemnly: "You few Lingshan Centennial Festival dare to be late for me, pack up tonight, and get up early tomorrow morning to enter the world to cultivate." ”

A few people, you look at me, I look at you, and suddenly burst into amazing cheers: "It's okay, it's free." ”

The corners of Jin Huiyuan's mouth twitched unconsciously, over the years, Qin Yutian has taken the lead, and these guys have made Lingshan a chicken, a dog, and a dog.

Several masters decided early in the morning that after the centennial festival of Lingshan, let them go down the mountain to practice, anyway, don't harm Lingshan.

But the Lingshan Centennial Festival, it's okay to be late, and it's wanton and noisy.

He wanted to pretend to scare them, but now what is going on, Jin Huiyuan rubbed his temples with a headache, and left gloomily.

……

The next morning, the sun was mild, and the sun was shining as if it were in a hot spring.

Qin Yutian was lying on the branch, closing his eyes to recuperate, pinning a well-made artifact to kill the sky on his waist, and not far away, a small burden was actually lightly loaded.

"Qin Yutian."

Qin Yutian heard the voice, opened his eyes, the narrow Danfeng eyes were amazingly bright, and his voice complained lazily: "I've been waiting for you for a long time." ”

Mu Qingling's face is clear and refined, his figure is exquisite, and his green gauze clothes are swaying in the wind, and his aura is compelling.

Huo Lingyun's face still had a little childishness, and at this time, he crossed his arms around his chest, looking at Qin Yutian with an arrogant face, his fiery red robe was dazzling and proud.

Tu Chengde's horsetail is high, his round face is full of red light, he looks energetic, wearing an earthy yellow robe, with an earthy yellow sword pinned to his waist, full of chivalrous righteousness.

Shui Linglong stood a little far away from the four of them, with a thumb-sized Dongzhu hanging in front of her forehead, a fair face, delicate facial features, a head of blue-gray hair, draped behind her casually, and a water-blue gauze coat, I don't know what material it was, emitting a restrained light with the sun.

"Senior brother, senior sister, let's go."

Qin Yutian turned his head down from the tree, the girl's eyebrows and phoenix eyes, beautiful nose and cherry lips, Qin Yutian, who was like a tomboy back then, could vaguely see the shadow of the girl.

The masters, who rarely see traces on weekdays, stand on the top of the spiritual mountain, reluctant to see their beloved disciples leave.

A few who are naughty and mischievous on weekdays have red eyes, and because they love face, they don't want others to know, so they bow deeply, take advantage of getting up to wipe the tears from the corners of their eyes, and turn around and leave.