Baimeng Ceremony - The First !!

With this loud horn, spread to every corner of South Shaolin, everyone involuntarily left the guest room and walked towards the Shaolin Houshan Xuan Zen Field.

The voice, as if there was a kind of magic, made people have to go! It seemed to have a seductive latent power!

Because Zhou Suxin and Feng Qingxue were mainly concerned about the missing Chu Chen, they didn't think much about the Baimeng Ceremony at all.

As a result, after hearing this voice, they all got up and prepared to attend.

In a trance, Zhou Suxin and Feng Qingxue suddenly woke up and suddenly stopped what they were doing.

"How can this be? What am I doing? I was preparing for the ceremony!? How could it be...... I'm obviously planning to wait here for Master to come back!?" Zhou Suxin was very surprised, as if her consciousness was already under control!

"It seems that there is a powerful spiritual force that has invaded our brains and affected our behavioral awareness!" Feng Qingxue couldn't help but feel chills all over his body. This involuntary feeling really scared her!

The reason why people are human is because they have an autonomous consciousness. Once consciousness is controlled, it is no different from the walking dead or inanimate objects!

"This Shaolin ...... It's really weird......" Zhou Suxin was also stunned, "What should ......we do?

"Of course I'm going to the Hundred Leagues Ceremony!" said Feng Qingxue, "and pretend that nothing happened." If the ceremony ends smoothly and the best unhappy part, we can also take this opportunity to get out! I hope that the Shaolin side will not attack us who are insignificant......"

In the face of the call of Shaolin's ceremony, Feng Qingxue and Zhou Suxin were helpless, so they had to lead the disciples of the Chu Pavilion to participate.

Because they didn't know the hidden situation, the disciples of the Chu Pavilion were still very excited to be able to participate in this kind of ceremony, and they could see strong people from all over the world.

"Hundred League Ceremony! I heard that the major forces in the south of the Yangtze River and the top powerhouses have all gathered here! I wonder if we can elect the alliance leader representing our southern department this time? Shaolin, as the host, still occupies a great advantage!"

"Our Chu Pavilion can also be invited to participate, which shows its strength! And I heard the senior sisters say that our master has also become a special guest and presided over this ceremony with the Shaolin host?

"Alas, you say—our master, is there any chance to win the position of alliance leader?"

"It's hard to say, but our master doesn't seem to care much about this. If you really want to make up your mind to fight, there is still a good chance. I just don't know how many mysterious masters are hidden in this Shaolin?"

Listening to the discussions of the disciples along the way, he even looked forward to and discussed whether Master Chu Chen could become the leader of the alliance.

Zhou Suxin and Feng Qingxue listened from the side, and couldn't help but smile bitterly and helplessly.

Now Chu Chen, whose life and death are unknown, has been missing for one night. I'm afraid it's hard to compete in Shaolin!

Everything had to go with the flow and adapt to the situation!

Soon, the Chu Pavilion and other guests who came to participate rushed to the Shaolin Houshan Xuanzen Field one after another.

Xuanzen field, located on an empty field in the back mountain, is a place for Shaolin to meditate and participate in Zen on weekdays. At the same time, it can accommodate hundreds of thousands of disciples and gather here.

At this time, there were tens of thousands of people who came to participate in the Hundred Leagues ceremony. In addition, the Shaolin disciples also entered one after another, which crowded the entire Xuanzen field and was overcrowded!

"There are so many people...... Zhou Suxin and Feng Qingxue couldn't help but be shocked when they saw all the invitees gathered here!

"Almost all the cultivators in the whole of Jiangnan, all the cultivators with heads and faces, right? Nan Shaolin can have such a card, and it is really profound!" Feng Qingxue also recognized the gap between Chu Pavilion and Shaolin at this moment.

As far as the eye can see, among the tens of thousands of people, as well as in the crowd of Shaolin disciples, there is no trace or breath of Chu Chen. Feng Qingxue and Zhou Suxin's last bit of hope in their hearts also seemed to be disappointed.

Soon after, Master Kongming, the abbot of Shaolin, together with a group of high-ranking monks from Shaolin, slowly settled on a nearby valley peak, condescending, surrounded by fairy energy.

Led by Zen Master Kongming, dozens of monks gathered around him, all of whom were the elite of Shaolin. Among them, the evil source of the Buddha, as a disciple of the Shaolin abbot, served left and right, and walked with him.

Of course, the old monk Pukong is also among them. And the first to stand up and speak.

"Thank you for coming to participate in this Hundred Leagues ceremony! I only want to thank you again on behalf of Southern Shaolin!"

Seeing Pukong appear, Feng Qingxue and Zhou Suxin were stunned at the same time, and then couldn't help frowning, with anger in their eyes.

Because of Chu Chen's disappearance yesterday, it was this person who took Chu Chen away, and he never saw a figure again!

But at this time today, this old monk appeared, but there was still no trace of Chu Chen?

Feng Qingxue and Zhou Suxin couldn't help but begin to fall into deep thought, believing that Chu Chen's disappearance must be related to this stinky monk!

It's a pity that there are many Shaolin people, otherwise Feng Qingxue would have gone up and grabbed the ears of this bald donkey and asked clearly!

"Yesterday, our master drove away the majestic hall and put on the face of this old bald donkey. Maybe it's the ghost he got out of it!" Zhou Suxin speculated.

"Let's see the situation first......" Feng Qingxue suppressed her anger and glared at the old bald thief.

At this time, Monk Pukong also noticed the people in the Chu Pavilion below, and saw two young and beautiful female disciples staring at him, as if they had seen an enemy, but the figure of Master Chu in Jiangnan would never be seen again!

Pukong couldn't help but tilt his head, revealing a victor's posture.

"Hmph! Little Chu Pavilion! Dare to fight with me!? Without that kid surnamed Chu, see if you can still jump to dozens of times! As soon as the ceremony here is over, it will be the time when your Chu Pavilion will be destroyed!"

Monk Pukong thought in his heart that he would also put the blame for Chu Chen's trespassing in the Tibetan Scripture Pavilion on the disciples of the Chu Pavilion, and ask them for their guilt together, and they would not let them leave.

"Hehe, Master Chu! On the Huangquan Road, the old man has also found a good companion for you! So many disciples have gone to accompany you, it is really my Buddha's mercy......

This evil thought flashed by, and Monk Pukong soon continued to preside over the ceremony.

"Ladies and gentlemen, this is the third time that the Hundred Alliances Ceremony has been held! I won't say much about the specific purpose, and I have already explained it clearly and in detail before. I'm here to emphasize—"

"In this world of great controversy, the lone ranger will not be able to go to the end! We are facing the suppression of the Confucian school in the south and the north. There are still evil factions and evil forces in the west, and they are also economically subject to the aristocratic dynasty. Outside of the earth, there are countless overseas powerhouses!"

"As far as our situation is scattered, sooner or later we will be on the list of gods, and we will be defeated! In the future in the new heavenly court, it will be even more difficult to gain a foothold!"

(End of chapter)