Chapter 363: Poor Dao Sends Coffin to Tell Stories
Bishui Palace, the largest cultivation sect in the territory of the Daquan Dynasty.
As a bull-eared person on the rivers and lakes and mountains of a country, Bishui Palace is not famous for the high realm of monks in the door, but is famous for the many monks in the southeast of Lizhou.
The three palace masters in the palace, except for the mysterious palace master, the second palace master and the third palace master are all Jindan earth immortals.
In addition, there are also many worships to the guest, named in the ancestral hall of the mountain gate.
There were once disciples of Bishui Palace who walked the rivers and lakes, proudly claiming that the number of Jindan Earth Immortals in Bishui Palace was two-handed, and the number of monks in the lower realm was not very numerous.
Although such words are exaggerated, they also reveal one thing from the side.
The Bishui Palace should not be underestimated.
In fact, in the southwest of Lizhou, there is no cultivator who underestimates Bishui Palace, in addition to the reason that there are many monks, there is another reason, the Daquan Dynasty, which occupies the southwest of Lizhou, is the most powerful supporter of Bishui Palace.
In some ways, Bishui Palace is actually the worship house of the Oizumi Dynasty.
Anyone who is disrespectful to the Bishui Palace in the dynasty will inevitably be suppressed by the Daquan Imperial Court.
Therefore, in the territory of the Daquan Dynasty, there is hardly a single immortal sect that can compete with the Bishui Palace, not only did it not compete, but even the ancestors of the sect were recruited into the Bishui Palace to worship or guests.
Some of the cultivation sects of the Daning Dynasty ridiculed the Daquan Dynasty as a fat family and a poor world.
But in any case, the strength of the Bishui Palace is inevitable.
The reason for this result, in addition to the fact that several generations of Emperor Daquan need a bargaining chip to look at the world, is also related to the three palace masters of Bishui Palace.
The surname of the Daquan royal family is Lu, and Lu Ying, the master of the three palaces of Bishui Palace, is the eldest princess of the Lu royal family.
Therefore, in the eyes of many people, it is not unusual for Bishui Palace to receive the full support of the two generations of emperors of Daquan in the past hundred years.
It has really been done, and it will benefit the entire sect because of one person.
Therefore, in the Bishui Palace, the status of Lu Ying, the third palace master, is actually higher than the first two palace masters.
Therefore, when the beloved disciple of the third palace lord Lu Ying stepped through the mysterious and mysterious door in less than ten years, the entire Bishui Palace widely distributed clear water and quiet stickers to the outside world, inviting many immortal monks to come here to celebrate and participate in the promotion ceremony of the beloved disciple of the third palace lord.
Although many people are surprised by the clear water and quiet stickers, what is even more shocking is that it has not broken through the door of mysteries for ten years.
In the year when Lu Ying accepted the apprentice, he said in public at the apprenticeship ceremony that he had the qualifications of a heavenly immortal.
At that time, countless people congratulated, but they didn't think so.
Throughout the history of Lizhou, there are still Yuanying Earth Immortals, but the Heavenly Immortals in the upper realm have never appeared.
The reason is very simple, it is remote from the continent and cannot carry such a large number of gas.
Therefore, when Lu Ying said that sentence, everyone who watched the ceremony only thought that it was praise and expectation for the beloved disciple.
But he never thought that in just ten years, an ordinary man with no foundation in cultivation would actually break through the gate of mysteries and embark on the road of cultivation to the sky.
Such qualifications can be called demonic.
Now thinking back to Lu Ying's original sentence, he is indeed worthy of the assets of immortals.
Today.
When the Bishui Palace issued a clear water and quiet poster, countless cultivators rushed to participate in the promotion ceremony, just to see what kind of person this cultivation wizard who had stepped into the mystical realm for ten years was.
The promotion ceremony has not yet begun.
On the square in front of the palace facing the lake, countless people gathered here, and even because the square in front of the palace was not enough, many people stood on the lake boat prepared by the Bishui Palace.
The stairs of the main hall are divided into three floors from the lakeside square to the entrance of the main hall.
At the top, two women stand side by side.
It is Meng Shu, the second palace master of Bishui Palace, and the master of the promotion ceremony, Lu Ying.
Standing on both sides of the stairs down the stairs are all in the ancestral hall, where seniority is discussed, and there is a chair to sit down and worship.
Further down are the people sent by the various cultivation sects to watch the ceremony, and the people in the farthest square and the boat on the lake are those people from all walks of life who have heard the news and come to join in the fun.
At this time, Meng Shu and Lu Ying, who were standing on the top, were receiving congratulations from everyone.
Standing below, the salute was also reading out the congratulatory gifts sent by the crowd.
"The master of Jianjiang Gate sent ten clear water incense beads!"
As the voice was read, a man dressed in white saluted with fists at the two women far above.
After he returned to the viewing seat, another group of three people walked out.
"Penglai in the East China Sea sends a deep-sea blood spirit coral!"
It was not the next salute who shouted, but the man who was the leader of the two men and one woman.
As he spoke, the man next to him waved his sleeves.
A two-person-tall, millstone-colored coral appeared in front of the trio.
With the voice and the blood-colored coral landed.
A surging moist aura poured out, blowing like a breeze across the stairs in front of the hall.
The audience was in an uproar.
It is doubtful for the name of Penglai in the East China Sea, and it is also amazed by the deep-sea blood spirit coral.
Needless to explain, this blood-colored coral must be a treasure. Compared with this thing, the clear water incense bead before is really just a pearl of rice grains.
Although the name of Penglai in the East China Sea is unknown, the magnanimity of the shot is really staggering.
The people who watched the ceremony in front of the hall, no matter far or near, were constantly talking.
Meng Shu, the second palace master standing at the top, raised his hand slightly.
The chatter in front of the temple immediately subsided.
"The guest is so generous, Bishui Palace is not very grateful, and hopes that the guest will inform the name that he will definitely come to visit in the future. β
The person who gave the gift before, the two palace masters standing on it did not speak, and at this time, they obviously paid enough attention to it.
The leader replied, "Penglai, Luo Xuanyun." β
The voice is neither humble nor arrogant.
Meng Shu glanced at the celebrant, "Go to the table and treat him as a guest." β
The celebrant immediately nodded and asked a few people behind him to carry the Blood Spirit Coral down.
Then, under the eyes of countless pairs of amazement, envy, and jealousy, the celebrant led Luo Xuanyun and the three of them to the stairs, stopping under the worship of the people of Bishui Palace.
This kind of courtesy is the envy of others.
Therefore, at this moment, the name of Penglai in the East China Sea spread all over the world.
After standing still, Luo Xuanyun glanced at the other two people around him, and a smile appeared on the corner of his mouth.
Last time Penglai opened the mountain, there were several sea ships that came to visit, one of them was a subordinate Bishui Palace force, from which I learned about the promotion ceremony, and learned that this was the best opportunity to spread my name and leave the continent, so I came with the returning sea ship.
The effect in front of him is exactly the purpose of his trip.
The episode is over, and the congratulatory gifts continue.
It's just that because of the dazzling people in Penglai, other congratulatory gifts are much more plain.
Even if Qinghu Academy, which has always been impartial, sent someone to congratulate each other and gave him a pair of ring rulers, it seemed a little unfazed.
It was not until the Shangshu of the Ministry of Rites of the Oizumi Dynasty personally stood on the stairs and read out the congratulatory gift of the Oizumi Emperor.
"There is Li Wan, a disciple of the master of the three palaces, who has both ability and political integrity, and is famous in all directions, so he is specially named the princess of Rou, and Dongping County is his food. β
Although the congratulatory gift read out was very plain, the Shoshu of the Ministry of Rites represented the Oizumi Dynasty, and at this time it appeared as the finale, although it was not prominent, but no one despised it.
With the relationship between Bishui Palace and the Daquan Dynasty, this is just an attitude.
Meng Shu and Lu Ying, who were standing on it, immediately nodded in thanks.
And this is also the beginning of the congratulatory gift, the first time that the third palace lord Lu Ying has spoken.
When the Ministry of Rites retreated, the celebrant immediately waved his hand.
"Reesungβ"
"Wait!"
A sudden shouting interrupted the shouting of the celebrants.
Originally, with the word 'Licheng', there was a bell music in the palace, and then the main lord appeared.
I didn't expect to be interrupted by this shout.
And immediately the people went to follow the prestige.
I saw that at the bottom of the stairs and on the outermost part of the crowd, a young man in a blue robe came out of the crowd, and in a few steps, he appeared from the bottom to the middle of the minaret.
This hand was exposed, and many people immediately pupiled
Miniature.
Middle Three Realms!
The celebrant looked at the young Taoist priest who suddenly appeared beside him, and immediately shouted, "Who is coming?
The young Taoist priest glanced at it and said with a smile: "The poor Dao is the Yuan Town of the National Teacher of the Vortex Yang Country, and I have come here to congratulate him." β
The celebrant was stunned for a moment and looked up and down.
is so young, will he be a national teacher of a country?!
Countless pairs of eyes fell on the young Taoist priest.
The chatter rang out again.
Meng Shu and Lu Ying, who were standing on the top, frowned slightly after glancing at each other.
The promotion ceremony was suddenly interrupted, which was certainly unpleasant, but what made them feel even more troublesome was the identity of this young Taoist priest.
They knew very well that the national teacher of the Vortex Yang Country was only the lowest title for this young man, and the other title was the Guanguan Master of the Five Villages of Wanshou Mountain, and the most tricky title was the disciple of the Yuanying Earth Immortal Yanxia Zhenjun.
Although there has been no news of Yanxia Zhenjun for many years, the Daquan Dynasty and Bishui Palace are not despised because of this.
The Daquan Dynasty has always been eyeing the Northwest States, but all of them are afraid of being unable to make enemies on both sides to start a war, and they have to endure the existence of the Northwest Vortex Yang State and the other countries.
Bishui Palace is a large spring worship house, and it is natural to know these things.
Meng Shu looked at the young Taoist priest and said, "Daoist Yuan is kind, Bishui Palace has received it, please come to the table." β
The celebrant immediately bent down to ask.
Countless people who watched the ceremony were envious, and he was a guest of honor.
However, the young Taoist priest didn't move, looked at the two women above, his eyes fell on Lu Ying, who had never spoken on the side, and chuckled: "I didn't even say any gifts, just entered the table like this, it's not good." β
Lu Ying, who was standing above, felt the other party's gaze, frowned slightly, and felt a little unhappy.
This man is rude.
But then I thought that the other party suddenly interrupted the promotion ceremony, which was already very rude.
Meng Shu also frowned slightly.
Is this person too real or what's going on, taking the initiative to release goodwill and not going down the steps, really want to show off like the previous Penglai people?
Meng Shu said softly: "I don't know what kind of gift the Yuan Dao Master has prepared, please take it out and let me wait and see." β
It seems that what is waiting for is the other party's words.
The young Taoist priest's right hand reached into his left sleeve and pulled it out violently, and a huge pitch-black object fell to the ground with a "bang".
"The gift from the poor road is a pair of high-quality ebony coffins!"
The sound is loud and deafening.
The breeze on the surface of the lake blows the words into the distance.
Suddenly, countless pairs of eyes stared at the dark coffin.
There was silence.
After a long time, Meng Shu's face was frosty, and her voice was cold and low: "Yuan Zhen, what do you mean!"
The young Taoist priest took out a whisk from his sleeve, put it on his left arm, and said with a calm smile: "It's just a gift." There are congratulatory gifts, and naturally there are funerals. According to the Confucian Book of Rites, funerals are one of the highest standard ceremonies.
Everyone thought to themselves, you are typical of.
If the world is like this, the owner of the coffin shop will not be able to smile at the corners of his mouth.
Others feel that this Yuan Dao Chang is really a fucking talent.
A serious nonsense, but still quoting scriptures, and quoting not Taoist collections, but Confucian classics.
It's really ironic.
"You're looking for death!"
No matter how good Meng Shu's cultivation is, she can't maintain it at this moment.
As the words fell, the air on the viewing platform instantly became viscous, making people feel like they were in water.
Yuan Zhen stood in place, his face was fearless, and he laughed loudly: "No, no, Poor Dao is just here to give gifts, and at the same time I want to tell a story." β
His gaze, which had always been at the top of the stairs, had never changed.
"Palace Master Lu Ying, you will definitely like to listen to this story, because it happened in Binhai County ten years ago!"