"Weng, Weng, Weng" accompanied by three thick bell ringing, Master Zhengqing's Dharma sacrifice ceremony officially began in the Shaolin Temple Daxiong Treasure Hall. All the monks of Shaolin Temple were mobilized, and they were all nervously busy.

In fact, in order to entertain heroes from all walks of life, the Shaolin lay disciples in Henan also rushed back to help. Before dawn in the morning, everyone was already busy. At this time, although the sky has just dawned, the monks who come and go are busy non-stop, but they have been busy for a long time.

As the time approached, more and more heroes of the rivers and lakes rushed over, and the monks of Shaolin Temple led the way in an orderly manner. After a while, the head of Songshan sent Wei Renyi Wei to come with dozens of Songshan disciples.

He was very close to Shaolin, but he was also in a hurry early in the morning, which showed Wei Renyi's respect for this Dharma sacrifice in Shaolin Temple. The abbot of Zhengkong personally greeted him with the Master of Justice and led him to the side hall of the Mahavira Treasure Hall.

At this time, in the side hall, Lian Yuncheng, Yu Renbo, the head of the Hengshan Sword Sect Ling Min Shitai, the head of the Chengdu Flying Tiger Dart Bureau Guo Zheng, the head of the Huashan faction Cui Daoxuan, the head of the Nanhai Sword Sect You Nanhai, the only disciple of the Taishan faction Lu Daqi, the master of the Burning Knife Sect Jin Qilin, his mother Mrs. Jin, the owner of Luoyang Feiyan Villa Qi Yanfei, and the owner of Nanyang Funiuwu Gao Yang.

However, although there are so many heroes on the rivers and lakes in this side hall, everyone cherishes heroes, heroes cherish heroes, and heroes cherish heroes, and they should talk to each other, but here is calm and terrifying.

Originally, when there were even Yuncheng and Yu Renbo in this hall, the two of them still didn't say a word, but as people kept coming in, the two of them stopped talking. After that, everyone came in silently, and when they came in, they only exchanged a few words of greeting, and they all cooled down in an instant, looking at each other's noses and noses, and no one cared about anyone.

At this moment, if a needle were to fall here, the sound of the needle would be like the sound of a needle. Lian Yuncheng looked at the others silently, his face was very serious. However, there are a few people who are different, one of them is, of course, Mrs. Jin, who is somewhat happy to be able to leave here. And the other person was Wei Renyi, the head of the Songshan faction, and after Lian Yuncheng looked over, he smiled at Lian Yuncheng.

"He can still laugh, and he is not an ordinary character." Lian Yuncheng smiled at the same time. Looking at other people, although they don't know each other very well, everyone is just nodding to each other. However, Lian Yuncheng faintly felt that there was an unusual atmosphere, which seemed to be an anxious waiting, or a silent silence that was secretly accumulating strength.

"What are they all waiting for?" Lian Yuncheng couldn't help but think, but his eyes looked at the golden unicorn not far away, intentionally or unintentionally. The golden unicorn closed his eyes and didn't know what he was thinking.

There are also a lot of people standing outside the Daxiong Treasure Hall Jiang Baiyou, Yuqing, Hua Meier, Qiao Zhuang dressed up for more than a year, and a number of Wudang sect disciples, Hengshan faction disciples, Hengshan Sword faction disciples, Emei faction disciples, Funiuwu disciples, Feiyan Villa disciples, and the disciples of the Burning Dao Sect also came.

The righteous master of the Shaolin sect accompanied these people in the side hall, and the righteous master accompanied the guests outside. And not long after, Murong Fei strode over, he looked very majestic, attracting many people's attention.

The disciples of the other sects had seen Murong Feiyang or had not seen him, and they exchanged their heads with each other, looking at him and talking. It wasn't until he was glared at by the Wudang Sect disciples on the side that he quickly shut up. Murong Feiyang came a little late, and before he entered the side hall, he heard the bells and drums ringing in unison, and Master Zhengqing's Dharma sacrifice ceremony officially began.

The Shaolin ritual is an ancient practice. At the beginning of the festival, all the guests were invited out and waited aside.

Shaolin sent a hundred eminent monks to sit cross-legged on the third floor of the outer three floors of the Daxiong Treasure Hall and began to chant the Sutra to surpass Master Zhengqing. Then the abbot of the Shaolin sect led all the guests who came to worship to the Buddha, the Dharma King, and the Bodhisattva one by one, and bowed their heads to worship.

This process lasted for a long time, and it was not over until the end of the day. After the end, all the Shaolin Temple monks chanted together to worship the Buddha, and after the worship, they returned the salute to the guests who came to worship one by one.

Then it is to welcome the Dharma robe of Master Zhengqing into the Shaolin Temple and worship it forever in Tallinn. At this time, all the guests and monks also have to go over, where the worship of the real pagoda has already been prepared, and after everyone has completed such a series of rituals with solemn expressions, the entire Dharma sacrifice ceremony can be regarded as complete.

At this time, it was the last stage, and everyone respectfully and seriously followed the monks of Shaolin Temple to Houshan Tallinn. The monks guarding the pagoda had already prepared all the things that should be prepared, just waiting to welcome Master Zhengqing's robes.

Master Zhengqing's vestment is the first set of clothes given by his master when he first became a monk, which also indicates that the Buddha gave it in general, it is very precious to monks, and they are worn for a long time after receiving ordination.

The Master of Justice held Master Zhengqing's robe, reverently put it into the open pagoda, and chanted a series of Buddha horns. This Dharma Festival is complete!

However, just after the completion of the ceremony, the abbot was about to return to the temple with the crowd when suddenly an unknown monk shouted.

"Senior Uncle Zhengqing, Senior Brother Yichen, you were killed and died tragically, and the disciples followed you, ask the Buddha to accept us with great ambition!" As he spoke, the man died in front of Master Zhengqing's pagoda. Everyone was taken aback by this sudden situation, and at the same time, all the monks of Shaolin Temple shouted the Buddha's name.

The Buddha's name has been closed, and a few monks shouted: "Amitabha, Master Abbot, Uncle Zhengqing, Senior Brother Yichen can't die in vain, now the murderer is here, and heroes from all walks of life in the rivers and lakes are also here, and ask Master Abbot to be the master for them!" “

"Really here?" Lian Yuncheng's heart suddenly calmed down. At this time, he found that the golden unicorn on the side was also looking at him, but there was more indifference in his eyes, obviously this situation was within his expectation at this time.

At this time, I only heard the disciples of the Songshan faction shouting on the side, "Head, the murderer of Senior Brother Cui is here, and you have to be the master of Senior Brother Cui!" “

Over there, Guo Zheng of the Chengdu Flying Tiger Dart Bureau also shouted: "Abbot Zhengkong, the murderer of my son Guo Yan is here, you are a monk who has attained Taoism, and you are recognized as a master of the rivers and lakes, and a decent example." You're going to call the shots for my son! “

As soon as Guo Zheng's words fell, the disciples of the Hengshan Sword Sect also shouted: "Master, the murderer of the Spirit Realm Master is here, you have to be the master of the Spirit Realm Master!" “

More and more voices are mixing together, and everyone is asking for help! But no one said who the killer was. At this moment, the Shaolin faction, Zhengkong, Zhengdao, and Justice stood together and looked at everyone calmly.

At the same time, all the Shaolin disciples present also surrounded them, and in the square between the back mountains and towers of this Shaolin Temple, many people's eyes all looked at the disciples of the Wudang faction, and looked at the Wudang Sect Wujing Dao Master who was suddenly ignorant and sat down with the eldest disciple Murong Feiyang.