At this moment, whether it was the people in the main hall or the people in the square, they all fell silent in an instant.

No one makes a noise at this solemn moment, no one looks for unhappiness.

On this solemn occasion, the monks were in awe and looked forward to this exciting moment.

As soon as the bell stopped, the head of Qingxu came to the outside of the main hall and announced loudly:

"Today, the Ten Thousand Sword Sect Thunder Wind, the thirty-fifth generation disciple Ziyun advanced to the gods, and it is now announced...... I respectfully invite Ziyun Daojun to pay homage to the Heavenly Dao ......"

As soon as the head of the door was announced, Ziyun Daojun took Xue Qing and others from the main hall to the huge incense burner in the center of the square.

Ziyun Zhenjun held three long incense sticks in his hand, bowed three times to the east, and then inserted the lit long incense into the incense burner.

Xue Qing and the other disciples of the Ten Thousand Swords Sect immediately knelt on the ground and thanked the gods of the heavens.

"After the salute, get up. Ziyun worships the ancestor of the Ten Thousand Sword Sect ......"

When the words of the head fell, Ziyun Daojun brought the people of the Ten Thousand Swords Sect to the portrait of the ancestor of the mountain to offer incense and thank you.

Xue Qing followed behind Ziyun Daojun, and when she knelt down to worship the patriarch, she inadvertently held back a glance at the portrait of the patriarch.

She felt that the patriarch in the portrait seemed to wink at her.

Xue Qing's body was shocked, thinking if she was wrong and didn't care too much.

She was emboldened, and her divine sense shot into the portrait of the patriarch, but she gained nothing.

Rolling her eyes, Xue Qing guessed:

"Am I mistaken? No, but there's nothing in the portrait!"

And without Xue Qing knowing, when they were thanking the portrait of the patriarch.

Two purple rays of light silently enveloped her and Ziyun Daojun.

Ziyun Daojun seemed to feel something. His body was shocked, and with a heart of sincere fear, he bowed deeply to the portrait of the patriarch again.

The matter of the portrait of the ancestor emitting light, among the monks present, except for Ziyun Daojun, who felt some of it, only the Qingwu Daojun, who had the highest cultivation, saw some fame.

Seeing that the Patriarch of the Ten Thousand Swords Sect had not only been blessed by the Purple Yun Daojun who had advanced into a god, but also Xue Qing had been protected by the Ancestor, the smile on the face of the Qingwu Daojun deepened slightly.

After worshipping the patriarch, the head of Qingxu began to preside over the coronation ceremony.

Because the highest cultivation of the Ten Thousand Swords Sect at this time is the Purple Yun Daojun.

And among these elders, the only ones with the highest rank are the Purple Extreme True Monarch and the Purple Void True Monarch of the same generation as the Purple Yun Dao Monarch.

Therefore, the head of Qingxu invited Ziyun Daojun's brother-in-law, Ziji Daojun, to be the crowning guest in advance.

Ziji Daojun was excited, tied his hair for Ziyun Daojun, and brought the crown that symbolized his status.

With a gratifying face, he taught Ziyun Zhenjun:

"Senior brother, the road to cultivation is long, you have to remember: the way of heaven is like a bow. The higher ones suppress it, and the lower ones lift it. Those who have surplus are lost, and those who are insufficient make up for them......"

As soon as Ziji Zhenjun's words fell, Ziyun Zhenjun bowed respectfully and replied:

"Ziyun respects the teachings of senior brother. ”

Ziji Zhenjun nodded in satisfaction and stepped aside.

The process here is almost over.

Ziyun Daojun returned to the main hall with everyone and sat on the main seat.

Xue Qing and Jiang Bo each stood on either side behind Ziyun Daojun.

Seeing this, the head of Qingxu stepped forward and announced:

"The Great Ceremony of Transforming the Gods is completed! My Ten Thousand Sword Sect has prepared a little thin wine, and all the guests are invited to enjoy it. ”

As soon as the Qingxu master was announced, the original serious atmosphere softened slightly.

In the main hall, except for the Qingwu Daojun, all the monks stepped forward together and said hello to the Ziyun Daojun in unison:

"Congratulations to Michi-kun! Congratulations to Michi-kun ......"

Ziyun Daojun accepted everyone's salute, nodded in gratitude, and everyone returned to their seats.

In the main hall, the Jindan elders sitting in the guest seat finally breathed a sigh of relief.

Facing the pressure of the two great incarnation gods and gods, they felt a trembling feeling in their hearts.

Only now do they understand that the frog at the bottom of their well.

"Thinking about the pride of the golden pill in the past, I think it's very funny. ”

It is only now that they have a sense of crisis. began to laugh at himself in his heart:

"The Southern Regions are so small! so small that even I, the Jindan monk, are proud. ”

Look at the Ziyun Daojun, who is about the same age as himself, he has successfully transformed into a god. And what have you been doing all these years?

And those veteran Yuanying Zhenjun in the main hall really have mixed feelings in their hearts, and they have everything they want.

They looked at Ziyun Daojun sitting on the main seat, and then turned their gaze to Xue Qing behind him.

There was unspeakable envy and jealousy in their hearts, and there was some sadness in their hearts:

"I don't know how much luck this Ten Thousand Swords Sect's Thunder Peak has. The disciples on Thunder Peak, each of them is so good. ”

The former False True Monarch, the current Purple Yun Dao Monarch. Look at the youngest, only thirty years old, who has already advanced to the late stage of Jindan.

sighed in his heart: "This is really more human than human, and it is infuriating." ”

Xue Qing didn't know what these Yuan Ying Zhenjun thought, and they didn't want to know.

The ceremony had been a complete success, and now it was time to offer a congratulatory gift, and Xue Qing, as a disciple of Ziyun Daojun, walked out from behind Ziyun.

She walked to the center of the main hall, held three jade boxes in her hands, and respectfully saluted Ziyun Daojun:

"The master is advanced, and the apprentice is extremely happy. This small gift is not a tribute, I hope the master will not dislike it. ”

After speaking, Xue Qing held the jade box in both hands and walked in front of Ziyun Daojun.

Ziyun Daojun looked at his little girl, who had become so noble and polite, and felt very comforted.

His 10,000-year-old iceberg face finally melted, and a slight smile appeared in the corner of his eye. Lips lightly opened:

"The disciple's mind is very happy for the teacher. I hope that I will forge ahead and climb the peak of the avenue. ”

After speaking, Ziyun Zhenjun did not hesitate to take Xue Qing's three jade boxes.

When Xue Qing presented the gift, the elders present were full of anticipation.

They all wanted to see Xue Qing's gift to Ziyun Daojun.

They thought: As a closed disciple of Ziyun Daojun, Xue Qing's gift to her master must not be bad.

Xue Qing had advanced to the Jindan high-level cultivation at a young age.

Everyone thought to themselves: "With her strength and luck, maybe she can find some good opportunities outside." ”

They even felt:

Xue Qing has returned to the super family, and as the eldest lady of the first super family in Zhongzhou, she will definitely not be less.

Therefore, on the occasion of Xueqing's gift, in addition to Qingwu Daojun.

The other elders all shifted their attention to the three jade boxes in Xue Qing's hands.

They thought:

"I can't get it myself, I can see the extent of the super family tyrant, and look at the appearance of the gift!"

The thoughts of the people here can't hide from Ziyun Daojun.

The process of the Divine Ceremony is unchanged through the ages. Even if his apprentice's gift was too bad, he was happy in his heart.

He didn't want any gifts from the disciple at all, he just hoped that the disciple would be safe.

But the hot eyes of everyone in the hall made Ziyun Daojun make a decision in his heart.