Its road is long and strides, the altar is opened, and the cigarettes are bursting, and they go straight to the top of the hall. Suddenly turning around, he shouted to Shi Jian, "Come." ”

"Hurry up and hand in the letter."

Seeing Shi Jian standing still like a fool, the Taoist actually pushed him hard.

Shi Jian woke up like a dream, and sent gold, mirror, Qingluo, scarlet, white vein, yellow vein, green vein, purple vein, natal pattern, Pai Luo scarf, incense burner, incense he, incense case, big mat, green silk, gold ring, goldfish, silk, cinnabar, admiration, version of Yibi pattern, vermilion wax, green silk thread, cast plate and other things, each of the same quantity has regulations.

After the Fa is believed, according to the procedure, the Taoist chief should hold the Fa Qi in his hand, and play it to the patriarchs in the patriarch's hall, and ask the patriarchs to help Shi Jian and give a good urn.

The head of the sect master directly saved.

Then, he took up the pen to write the form, and after writing it, he stamped all kinds of seals on the chapter and the performance, which dazzled Shi Jian for a while.

The next step is to take the music chapter Shuwen to the ancestors and burn it, chant the scriptures and send it to the ancestors, how did the head of the sect master do it, the fingers are a little in the air, the music chapter Shuwen automatically burns, and turns to face everyone and says: "End!" ”

Shi Jian's whole person looked stupid, what a solemn and solemn thing, you have to interact with the ancestors, you don't even say a word of worship, you don't read the scriptures, when you are the Jade Emperor, you don't need the ancestors to give face.

The Taoist Master of Tongsheng Guan Qiren smiled bitterly, tilted his head and said to his guard: "Second Senior Brother, you shouldn't let the senior brother in charge preside over the ordination ceremony, he can't do this." ”

His head guard's face was gloomy as water, and his eyes were gloomy and said, "I persuaded the senior brother in charge, but he insisted on this, and I couldn't help it." ”

"Poor always the nephew!"

Poor Shi Jian found that his face was about to stiffen, and he felt that the scriptures had been copied in vain for so many years, and he muttered in distraction: "It turns out that the conferral ceremony can still be done like this? ”

In fact, the Dao Chief's smile had long since disappeared, and he couldn't laugh even if he wanted to laugh now, and said to himself with a dead face: "I should have thought of it, I should have thought that there would definitely be an accident if I instigated the senior brother in charge ......to personally preside over the ordination ceremony."

Repent, my bowels are repentant.

The wood is already in the boat, and it is too late to regret it. Shi Jian had no choice but to accept it, and only hoped that he could exchange his sincerity for the favor of the ancestors in the later ceremonies, otherwise this conferral ceremony might be held in vain.

The ceremony lasted seven days.

Today, we will hold the "Jade Seal Zidu Su Qiyi", "Jade Seal Zidu Altar Solving Ceremony", and "Jade Seal Zidu Dipping Ceremony".

On the second day, the "Jade Seal Zidu Early Dynasty Ceremony", "Jade Seal Zidu Afternoon Dynasty Ceremony", and "Jade Seal Zidu Evening Dynasty Ceremony" were held.

On the third day, the "Jade Seal Shengshen Divine Degree Turning Ceremony" was held.

On the fourth day, the "Jade Seal Shengshen Degree Opening and Harvesting Ceremony" was held.

After the above-mentioned rituals are completed, a three-day jade seal fast will be performed. The procedure was extremely cumbersome, which was the main reason why Shi Jian was so reluctant to hear about the ceremony.

Seven days later, the head of the sect master Qidao, the palace master of Wanshou Palace, the Huayang Guan master and the other five masters, the compound generation of Yin God Realm, the master of the Qi Induction Realm, the uncle of the Yin God Realm, the Qi Induction Realm, and some of the brothers of the same generation of the first generation gathered in the Patriarch Hall of Wanfu Palace to witness Shi Jian's ordination ceremony.

Shi Jian was nervous in his heart, but he was very calm on the surface, sitting in the ancestral hall and chanting quietly, communicating with the truth.

"The most critical moment is coming, you must give a third-class red basket." In fact, the Taoist chief prayed secretly.

He was more nervous than anyone present, for the sake of himself and Huayangguan's face, he took it upon himself to invite the head of the sect master to preside over the conferral ceremony, the original intention was good, but the result was a little unpredictable, to some extent, he pit Shi Jian again.

Suddenly, there was a bright light in the Patriarch Hall, and a golden talisman flew out from the statue of the Patriarch, and this talisman turned into a golden light and shot into the heart of Shi Jian's eyebrows.

"Wow!"

"Fourth-class golden basket?"

"It turned out to be the fourth-class Shangqing Sandong Sutra Golden Seal, can anyone tell me, how long has it been since our Maoshan faction awarded a golden urn?"

"Always a great nephew ......"

"Fourth-class golden basket?" Shi Xu's expressionless indifferent face became extremely stiff, as if there were two fires burning in his eyes, and he clenched his fists tightly and said secretly: "It's just a fourth-grade golden urn, and there is a fifth-grade purple urn on it, I will definitely surpass you, always senior brother." ”

In fact, the Dao Chief's face was flushed with excitement, and he shook off the floating dust and shouted: "Fourth-class golden basket, my apprentice has the qualifications of a yang god. ”

"Yang God?"

Hearing these two words, the Maoshan disciples who were talking about it quieted down one after another, their eyes were fanatical, and they were fascinated.

"Yang God's Assets?" Its Taoist chief sneered and said: "Actually, junior brother, don't be too ambitious, a ceremony to confer a golden urn does not mean anything, if you give a fourth-class golden urn, you will have the hope of cultivating into a yang god, how can the ancestors who have been awarded the golden urn in the history of my Maoshan faction be stuck in the Dharma Jar realm for life?" ”

"Difficult!" The head of the sect master also spoke.

He is the highest cultivation among the three major masters of the Maoshan Sect, in the later stage of the Fa Gong Realm, he is extremely close to the Yang God, and he has not completed the transformation of the Divine Soul after many years of cultivation, and he knows the difficulty of cultivating into a Yang God.

Hearing what the senior brother in charge said, in fact, the Dao chief was unwilling, and retreated and said: "There is no hope for the Yang God, a Dharma Realm Grandmaster will definitely not be able to escape, right?" ”

This time, the chief of the road was silent, and the facts were in front of him, and there was no way to refute them. Shi Jian is only seventeen years old this year, he is already a mage of the Yin God Realm, his age advantage is too great, and he has been awarded a fourth-class golden urn, ten years, twenty years, as long as he does not fall halfway, sooner or later he will be able to condense into a magic urn.

Looking at the Taoist chief who had nothing to say, in fact, the Taoist chief was indescribably happy in his heart, and he wanted to take advantage of the victory to pursue, Shi Jian stood up violently.

"Apprentice, what's so special about the fourth-rank golden urn?" In fact, the Taoist asked impatiently.

Others cast concerned glances, Shi Jian shook his head, and said inexplicably: "When the golden urn flew into my purple mansion, I felt a little bit, and the golden jar disappeared later, as if there was nothing special about it." ”

Among the people present, the highest third-class red urn was conferred, and he knew very little about the mysterious and rare fourth-rank golden urn, so he couldn't say why.

The head of the sect master walked up to Shi Jian, took out a palm-sized cloth bag from his wide sleeve, and handed it to him.

Shi Jian didn't know what the small cloth bag was, but the moment this small cloth bag appeared, he clearly felt that most of the Yin God Realm mages, including the Actual Dao Leader and Qi Ren Dao Chief, all cast their eyes on it, with a look of envy on their faces.

In fact, the Taoist chief slapped Shi Jian heavily on the back, and said eagerly: "Silly apprentice, why are you stunned, don't you thank the senior brother in charge for rewarding you with this Qiankun bag." ”

"Qiankun bag? Storage? ”

Shi Jian was overjoyed, took the Qiankun bag, and saluted respectfully: "Thank you for the treasure!" ”

The Taoist leader patted Shi Jian's shoulder, said the word 'good' and floated away. Its guardian swept the small cloth bag in Shi Jian's hand with compassion, and walked out of the ancestral hall with his apprentice Shi Xu.

"Always master and nephew, show me the Qiankun bag."

"That's how it is, it's the first time I've seen you."

"Fart, the third senior brother is so good, will he not show you the Qiankun bag? Give me! ”

", don't rob it, the third senior brother is away all the year round, what do we think?"

"Find the second senior brother."

"I'm going to go to you, I'm not going anyway."

Through the gap between the crowds, Shi Jian saw a small cloth bag hanging from his waist, almost exactly the same as the Qiankun bag in his hand.

The big guy in the law urn realm is not uncommon at all.