On June 15, he took over the ceremony.

Cheng Jun didn't sleep all night, and he was on standby in the main hall from the early hours of the morning, making careful preparations for his appearance at the ceremony with less than a few breaths.

Today he is also dressed up, Zixiao Palace has very strict requirements for the clothing of the heirloom monks, and the county guard has a special set of dresses. But he wants to represent Jiuyan Mountain today to hold the seal for the palace master, wearing the dress of Jiuyan Mountain, the color is a strange blue-gray, blue is not blue, gray is not gray, quite dull, but the decoration on it is more gorgeous than the county guard, and all kinds of belt accessories are also quite cumbersome.

Beside him were Tang Shichu in a white and gold dress and Ying Yue in a pale gold dress. Compared with them, the dress on Cheng Jun's body is at least not eye-catching in color. Of course, regardless of the clothes, only the appearance of the characters...... It's not that Cheng Jun boasts, not to mention that these two are thin and fat, even in the crowd, Cheng Jun's appearance is also outstanding.

In the wide square and the main hall, a group of monks under the pressure of black waited respectfully, although they did not wait as long as Cheng Jun, but they also waited for two hours. However, they are not as boring as Cheng Jun, and have already held a series of ceremonies such as praise, worship, and rejoicing.

The ritual is of course cumbersome, but it is no more cumbersome than that of the human emperor. Even the emperor sacrificed to the sky, and the courtiers of seventy and eighty years could hold it up below, not to mention these monks who were at least above the foundation building master. Although the ceremony had been going on for several hours, Cheng Jun did not notice anyone showing impatience on his face.

It is said that the hour has come.

When—dang—when—heavy bells, like Huang Zhong Da Lu, are deafening.

Such a solemn bell, Cheng Jun heard it once when the envoy of the Shangqing Palace came, and now when he listens to it, he only feels that the taste is different, maybe it is closer, and he has been more shocked, but he feels that it is a little less respectful than last time, but a little more dignified.

Ninety-nine-eighty-one.

Twenty-seven voices less than welcoming the envoys from the Shangqing Palace.

A real person who had already stood in the main hall and saluted said loudly: "The real person in the palace has come - open the immortal gate!"

The color of the whole sky changed. The sunny day darkened slightly, and patches of purple clouds rolled in from the sky, reflecting the whole sky as vivid as the sunset. The interweaving of clouds, fog and light constitutes a splendid picture that satisfies all the imagination of the immortals.

In the sky, a magnificent immortal gate slowly emerged.

This is the first time Cheng Jun has seen the immortal gate, staring at the ethereal immortal gate slowly unfolding in the clouds, and he has to admit that if it is this door, if there are immortals inside, it is enough to win people's trust. Seven huge jade doors opened in an instant, and the crane led the way, and a person slowly walked through it.

The man was more of a figure than a human, and his long figure was wrapped in layers of clouds and smoke, revealing only a corner of the Xuanjin robe. The mist is far away, like a fairy. Eguan Bo belt, graceful and luxurious, and like the emperor of the world.

"The palace master descends, worship-"

The confused clouds and mist gathered in an instant, forming a purple heavenly path at Zhang Qinglu's feet, and hung down to the main hall of Zixiao Palace. He walked down step by step, and thousands of clouds were born under his feet with each step, which was really like a fairy in the sky.

As he walked down, hundreds of voices around him sounded at the same time, shouting in unison, "See the palace master." Then they bowed down together.

Hundreds of people shouted in unison, and in the monk's unique mid-air voice, such as a dragon chanting, like a Sanskrit sound, it was shocking.

Zhang Qinglu walked forward slowly, and when he came to the front of the main hall, he said loudly: "All colleagues are exempt from courtesy. As he spoke, he flicked his sleeves, and the sleeves rose like a blow, and in an instant, a large cloud flew out, floated over the square, and turned into specks of light, sprinkled like rain.

Cheng Jun watched in the hall, couldn't help but lose color slightly, and secretly praised: "What a big stroke." ”

The light that was floating down turned out to be a mass of heaven and earth vitality. This vitality is the power that can only be condensed by real people in the spirit period, and the quality is far above the aura, and the average real person can only condense and absorb a few drops every time. Now the clouds and mist in the sky cover half of the sky, and I don't know how much vitality it takes.

Naturally, this vitality was not convened by Zhang Qinglu himself, otherwise with his cultivation, it would not be enough for him to be exhausted. This must be a magical magic weapon combined with the formation of a strange effect. And it must be only under special circumstances, such as today's palace master receiving the seal and opening the immortal gate, that there will be such benefits. Otherwise, if this is the case, everyone doesn't need to cultivate, and they will be promoted one by one, and how much vitality does Zixiao Palace have enough to consume so much?

This Heaven and Earth Vitality falling on a real person is certainly a good thing to directly increase cultivation, although the Foundation Building Monks can't directly use these things, but being able to be bathed by the Heaven and Earth Vitality is of great benefit to their state of mind and cultivation. It can be seen that this benefit is very generous.

Cheng Jun was in the hall, very regretful and anxious.

It turned out that the energetic fall, but only lingered in the square and over the square. Without taking a step away from the square ground, it was as if there were four invisible high walls that enclosed the whole square. The main hall where Cheng Jun stayed was completely isolated from the outside world and was not nourished by any vitality.

Cheng Jun smiled bitterly, in this case, as a formation master, he could naturally see that the entire square was protected by a special magic array, isolating the internal and external exchange of vitality. Otherwise, if you let that large mass of rich vitality leak out, it will cause great losses, and if a whole mass of vitality is exposed, I don't know what demons and monsters will be smashed.

Although Cheng Jun is only building a foundation and cultivating his life, he does not lack the experience of vitality nourishment, but he has a big eater of spiritual energy, such as the Gathering Spirit Array, which is nourished by a large amount of spiritual energy, and these heaven and earth vitality are extremely useful for him to supplement the power of the fingertip array.

Still regretting, Zhang Qinglu had already accepted everyone's worship and walked slowly towards the main hall. Behind him, the monks who had just saluted stood up and stood in solemn respect.

Zhang Qinglu walked into the main hall, stood in the center of the main hall, turned his head to look at the people in the square, the bell rang again, and the real person who had just praised the salute shouted again: "Congratulations to the messenger! ”

This is called the messenger of Jiuyan Mountain!

Cheng Jun settled down and walked out slowly. I don't know if it's because the clothes on his body are too awkward, or if this scene is really solemn, he always feels very weird. Holding the gold seal that had been prepared a long time ago, he walked up step by step.

As soon as he appeared on the stage, Cheng Jun felt that hundreds of eyes were condensed on him, and the master cultivation of each gaze was not below him. But that's not a problem, he deserves the spotlight, and these eyes can't move any of his mind. His appearance was a routine at the ceremonies of the palace masters of previous dynasties, and the dress on his body also clearly showed that he represented Jiuyan Mountain, and no one expressed any objections, and his eyes were closed at the touch of a button. Not to mention that he didn't have any acquaintances in the scene, even if he did, such as an old man with a sword, he might not necessarily recognize him at this moment.

When he came to Zhang Qinglu's side, Cheng Jun took a look and knew that he was really not in a good state, and when he looked at his complexion carefully, he looked like he was damaged. No wonder when he appeared just now, the clouds around him were so dazzling, I think it was to cover up his sluggish state.

After settling down, Cheng Jun raised the treasure seal in his hand above his head and said loudly: "Congratulations to the real person for receiving the seal." ”

At the same time, hundreds of voices below said in unison: "Congratulations to the real person for receiving the seal!"

Zhang Qinglu smiled, stretched out his hand to pick up the big seal, flicked his sleeves slightly, and a trace of cloud shrouded Cheng Jun's body.

Cheng Jun was secretly happy in his heart, this hand was clearly the vitality of heaven and earth. The regret outside the hall just now can be made up for this time.

He is also poor and short-minded now, with thin horses and long hair, if he wanted to be in the back then, this group of vitality, where was it worth him to make any expression?

Not to mention back then, he firmly enveloped that trace of cloud qi, imprisoned it with the Spirit Gathering Array, and waited until later to deal with it. Bowing down and taking a few steps back, he suddenly heard someone say, "Erga is really wearing a sword." ”

The following is the responsibility of Tang Shichu of the Xiling Sword Sect, and Cheng Jun's task has ended. He took a few quick steps back to the corner of the hall, standing solemnly while checking his harvest.

The Spirit Gathering Array can gather spirits and decompose spiritual energy. Although the Heaven and Earth Yuan Qi is a power that can be used by real people, Cheng Jun's Spirit Gathering Array has been upgraded several times, and it can barely be handled. Cheng Jun maintained an upright posture, his mind had sunk, and he saw that the heaven and earth vitality was in the center of the formation, and it was stripped away by a trace of cocoons and poured into the spirit gathering array.

The vitality mass is not large, although Cheng Jun handled it carefully, but in a moment, it was exhausted. When all the vitality turned into aura and filled the entire array, Cheng Jun was surprised to find that under the white light, there was still a trace of ...... Unexpected joy, real unexpected joy! Cheng Jun actually got a trace of creation here. Since he downgraded the magic weapon he got from the dungeon, he hadn't received such a creation qi for a long time. Naturally, this Qi of Creation cannot be wasted here, so we must quickly move him to the Little Finger Heavenly Array.

Cheng Jun was already in the middle of the meditation, but this time he even entered a state of selflessness, extracting the qi of creation wholeheartedly, so that he didn't know where the ceremony outside had been.

When that trace of creation qi entered the Heavenly Rule, Cheng Jun suddenly felt that the Daozang interpretation, which had originally entered a state of stagnation, suddenly underwent a slight change. This change just broke through a critical point, and a strange qualitative change occurred.

The pages of the book, which bears the name of the Celestial Rules, tumbled and turned as if they were being blown by the wind, and finally stopped on a certain page.

After a long time, Cheng Jun opened his eyes suddenly, and saw a group of monks in the audience, who were saying in unison: "Congratulations to the real person on his ascension." The palace master is really immortal, and Zixiao Palace will be eternal for ten thousand years!"

The bells are ringing in unison, and this ceremony has ended.

Cheng Jun smiled slightly—Congratulations?I don't know who will come to congratulate me, congratulations on this real blessing in the cultivation world?

The album of the Taoist collection of the underground palace of Wanma Temple has finally been fully interpreted.

(To be continued)