Three days later, Longhu Mountain put on a big show and held a ceremony to worship the heavenly masters of the past dynasties.

After all, in a few days, the big event of the Heavenly Master's Mansion will be ushered in, and the Zhang family of Longhu Mountain must make a big news come out to show their attitude to the world, and at the same time, they must also pay tribute to the ancestors, and wait until the end of the fight, no matter who wins and loses between the two branches, the Heavenly Master's Mansion, which has been in chaos for nearly a hundred years, will finally merge into one.

From now on, there will only be one Heavenly Master's Mansion in the world, and there will only be one Heavenly Master.

A hundred years of exile and mourning will end in just a few days.

The huge square of Longhu Mountain.

The statue of Zhang Daoling, the ancestor of the Heavenly Master, was placed high on the large empty platform that was sorted out, and below it was a white marble step connected with more than 20 layers, and the statue was draped in the highest standard of the robe in the Daomen, surrounded by ribbons, and cigarette smoke curled.

Further down, there is a crowded mass area for people to eat melons.

The Taoist priests on Longhu Mountain have long used ropes to demarcate the area, separating the tourists from the main place, in case there is any accident.

"Why do you make it look like the emperor wants to sacrifice to the sky?" Under the stage, Li Leyu muttered to the fat man.

The fat man looked east and west, stood on tiptoe with difficulty and stared at the situation above, and replied: "Don't say it, now that we can all cultivate immortals, isn't the status of the Heavenly Master Zhang similar to that of the emperor?"

"But you don't need to make us wait so long, right?" Li Leyu was sweating from the crowd, and only felt that he was taking a breath in the sauna, "It's been early in the morning, and it hasn't started yet!"

"That's when we came early...... Isn't it just to grab a convenient place to see?" the fat man shook off his fat and said to him, "You have also seen this scene now, not to mention the full hotels in the city, just on this mountain...... There are black heads everywhere!"

The opening of the Dharma meeting in the Heavenly Master's Mansion is a big event that can be on the hot news, not to mention that someone created a momentum for it ten days ago, which made people all over China focus on this place, and the people of the provinces and cities around Yingtan City worked tirelessly to grab tickets overnight, just to witness this grand occasion.

Li Leyu stayed for a long time, and felt a little remorseful when he was squeezed, "You said how cool it would be if we stayed in Huizhou to watch the live broadcast! The air conditioner was on, the sofa was sitting, and the potato chips were gnawing ......."

In such a big situation, someone will definitely come to record the screen or broadcast live, but the first two wanted to come over and get some fairy energy and see the immortal fighting method with their own eyes, so they asked for leave to come over - their counselor didn't want to give approval, after all, the two had an impressive black history, but Li Leyu begged the fat man bitterly, and also used the temptation of money and material, so he relented.

This person lives in the world, and he wants to eat...... Moreover, Li Leyu and their majors don't have many classes, so they are willing to come to find themselves, and they don't skip classes directly, which already gives him face.

"You said you were going to come and see the immortals!" said the fat man.

He wanted to laugh at his sworn friend for not being able to stand it, but suddenly a melodious and rich bell came and silenced his voice.

The crowd that had been noisy was as quiet as a chicken, and the pestle looked at the passage that had been paved long ago.

I saw two old men wearing purple robes, walking towards the stage step by step.

The puja began.

The old heavenly master followed the people around him slowly and solemnly walked to the front of Zhang Daoling's statue and personally gave him three incense sticks.

Not to be outdone, the other old man also inserted a few incense sticks into the incense burner, and secretly glanced at the old heavenly master when he was finished, his eyes were full of disgust.

He is the Heavenly Master on the Ryukyu Island, although he also caused a lot of problems when he was in power, but he has always prided himself as the orthodox descendant of Longhu Mountain, how can he see the Heavenly Master as a foreign power?

Hmph, I heard that the other party was a puppet supported by the mainland government at the beginning, and there was no freedom and democracy from the Ryukyu side at all.

How could the Heavenly Master not know what this guy meant, but for the sake of the self-proclaimed "Heavenly Master", he didn't bother to conflict with him.

So the Celestial Master smiled slightly, took out a megaphone from the wide sleeve of his robe, and began to speak about today's worship of the ancestors and the heavens.

Although holding the microphone to speak is a bit inconsistent with the style of painting at this moment, who made the old Heavenly Master too old to cultivate? With so many people present, who can hear what he is talking about without tools?

Unless everybody lights up the skill of lip talking.

The Celestial Master read the draft that he had memorized by heart, explaining the main points of the puja, while the Ryukyu version of the Celestial Master next to him listened to him with a haughty face and nostrils facing the sky.

Since the festival was held in Longhu Mountain, the Celestial Master naturally had more autonomy as the host, so he had to do a lot of things, and the one from Ryukyu Island was in charge of accompanying him and showing his presence.

It's just that this person thinks very beautifully, and he feels that he is doing this now, just to give the old heavenly master a little sweetness, and when the Ryukyu fighting method wins, the person standing on the high place will be himself, and when the time comes, he can lose the face of the old heavenly master as much as he wants.

"Finally, I would like to thank all the high Taoist cultivators who came to watch the ceremony, which made my Longhu Mountain even more glorious......" The Old Celestial Master turned to the left side of the platform and said to the few Taoist priests sitting there.

It is obviously a place where only distinguished guests can stay, the tables and chairs are very high-level, and the people who can be there are all respected old cultivators in the Daomen.

", there are really a lot of old immortals!" Li Leyu at the bottom glanced at the fat man, and also exclaimed, "That's Liu Daochang of Qingyang Palace......, right?

Since the promotion of the software of the mountain and sea book, there are also some Taoists who are unwilling to be lonely to get an account for themselves, and also do identity identification, among them, the most are not young people who like to surf the Internet, but old Taoist priests.

As old men who couldn't go through the path of cultivation, they decided to respond to the call of the times and explain the common sense of cultivation to the younger generations on the Internet, so as to promote the progress and transformation of society to exert their residual heat, and at the same time secretly rubbed some small advertisements for their sects to increase their popularity.

I think he Li Leyu has also listened to a few old Taoist online classes, of course he can recognize what the identity of those people is.

He recognized them one by one, barely squirting out his saliva when his eyes moved to the last one.

What are you doing?

The immortal on Yellow Mountain is also here?

Doesn't he feel awkward to sit with a group of old men?

Yang Xi noticed the gaze from the crowd and glanced there, but unfortunately Li Leyu was in the time when the meat was on the meat, and he was not tall, so Yang Xi couldn't find him.

Forget it, let's take a look at it first, and there's no need to bother with other things.

Old Ghost Yang retracted his gaze, yawned, and continued to stare at the babbling Old Heavenly Master.

Half an hour later, the festival ended, and the two old men kowtowed a few times to the statue of Zhang Daoling, which was the end of the event.

"Then wait for the day after tomorrow!" Before leaving, the people from Ryukyu Island deliberately said to the Heavenly Master, "Hehe, I don't know how you are preparing over there." Don't let us fall into trouble when the time comes......"

But the old Heavenly Master just groaned and asked him rhetorically, "Are you facing the blue sky and white sun flag every day in the Ryukyus?"

"That's nature!" the Ryukyu Island version of the Celestial Master pursed his mouth and said with full righteousness, "I am loyal to the president, not like you......"

The old heavenly master interrupted the man with a wave of his hand, and said with a smile: "No wonder, it's not dark yet, and you're dreaming." ”

The man was stunned for a moment when he heard this, and then reacted that the Heavenly Master was mocking himself for daydreaming, and immediately became angry, "You should be arrogant, when the time comes, see if I don't slap you in the face of this fake!"

The disciple of Dragon Tiger Mountain was furious when he heard this, and he stepped forward and wanted to beat this guy, but he was stopped by the Heavenly Master.

"It's just a barking lost dog, you don't need to care about him. ”

Anyway, after the fight, everything will be clear.

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