In Sunset City, in the streets and alleys of the world, it is common for sect masters to carry all the disciples to the docks, and there are also monks who travel around to taste those special snacks and buy some distinctive small items.

And Zhang Jingxuan, Ren Wanqing, and the other monks glanced at each other, and after a while, they headed towards the island of the Jingshi Sect's dojo, making this peaceful and peaceful dojo in the past noisy and lively all day long.

"Did you know that there was a fireworks display in Sunset City last night!"

"Yes, I heard that there are still words! It seems that a girl with a sunny child has been confessed!"

"It's me! I'm called Lin Qing'er, and I don't know who likes me, I don't like to hide it the most!" said Huai Chun, a female disciple with a tiger's back and a bear's waist.

Several male disciples looked at the girl with a tiger's back and a bear's waist, shivered together, and left it far away.

Ren Wanqing's hand was held by Zhang Jingxuan, and she smiled softly at Zhang Jingxuan.

Zhang Jingxuan looked up at the big river not far away, and felt that the river flowing like a sea was so majestic!

He couldn't help but perk up, looking at the ferry not far away, he carefully lifted the hem of Ren Wanqing's skirt.

Behind them, two small light bulbs, Xin'er and Yue'er, muttered:

Miss is finished, she has a husband and forgets her best friend!

Sure enough, Ren Wanqing shouted: "Hurry up! I'm waiting for you!"

Xin'er Yue'er rolled her eyes at the same time!

The buildings of the Jingshi sect are now almost full, and the buildings at the top are finally filled with people from various factions.

Monks can be seen everywhere in the hall discussing the Dao Fa, and there are even those who start to learn from each other in the place of performance, and the disciples of the Jingshi Sect are already busy in a mess!

The head of Zhengshui, who has always been clean, has been dispatched out of the customs, and he has ushered in the proper delivery of things.

It shows the bearing of the head of the first major sect of cultivation.

The elders of all factions all praised Zhengsheng Zhenren for having the legacy of the ancestor, treating people modestly and profoundly, and he wanted to carry forward the ambition of the ancestor to study the mysteries of rice seed ripening again, and no one was full of admiration after listening!

Late at night, the Jingshi faction council hall.

The head of Zhengyan, who is widely praised by the elders of various sects, looks a little sullen at the moment, to say that the immortal rice ceremony has been a hundred years old, and every time the sect can see the lively scene of celebration in the world, why is he depressed?

This year is a little different, the heads of the three major factions and the abbots of Buddhism who have come and gone to congratulate each other have nothing to do, although there are highly respected elders who have come to give away the rich agenda, but in the end the treatment is poor.

The head of Zhengyan couldn't help but look at the letter in his hand from Master Dezhen of the Northern Buddha Gate, in fact, it has been a month since he arrived at the Jingshi School:"

Enlightenment:

The Jogetsu Temple will be consecrated on a certain day of the month

This is the grand event of the Northern Buddha Gate, and it is also the result of the merits of various factions for thousands of years. Although the North Buddha Gate is shallow in virtue and weak in merit, it is always in the heart of the heart to help the world, and the Buddha is full of our efforts under the light of the Buddha.

。。。。。。

I am very relieved, and I specially invite the real people of the world to attend, if there is any inconvenience, you can inform in advance.

A certain sweep the couch and wait, and greet each other!"

On a certain day of the month, it coincides with the date of today's Immortal Rice Ceremony!

Of course, the real person is intentional, in recent years, the world has been sent to suppress the demons, he has already brewed the world, all over the world to invite the head of the abbot to come, so as to show his own business.

However, when Zhengzhen Zhenren received the text of Master Dezhen's trip, he changed his mind and insisted on going his own way to coincide with the opening day of his Jingyue Nunnery!

Completely ignoring the opposition of the elders who hold the precepts and the elders who hold the rites, Zheng Zhen is of course justified: "The opening of the small Jingyue Nunnery, why worry about it? The North Buddha Gate has never had a fixed main city dojo, and the prestige of Master Dezhen is of course praised by others, but if you believe that his people are soft-spoken, how can he compare with my thousand-year-old sect?"

The celebration of the Immortal Rice Ceremony actually lasted for a month, but the development of events was completely beyond the expectations of this real person.

The heads of all the factions went to participate in the consecration ceremony of the Northern Buddha Gate!

The head of Zhengyan's face was red, and the corners of his mouth were trembling slightly.

The Elders of the Rings and the Elders of the Rites had already been appointed by the Zhengzhen to participate, so next to the Zhengzhen Zhenren, there was the Elder Zhixiu.

This elder's responsibility is to be responsible for the progress of the sect's disciples' cultivation, and he is the most friendly.

When I see someone who has made rapid progress in cultivation, I often give kind words of condolences and good advice.

When I saw that the progress of the practice was slow, I encouraged him diligently, and at the same time gave him on-demand guidance.

He doesn't mind the level of his Taoism at all, and he often treats everyone equally, so he is the most popular among the disciples of the sect.

At this moment, the cultivator elder couldn't help but smash his mouth when he looked at the face of the master, although one of the front teeth in the middle was missing, but the words were quite clear, and Wen Yan persuaded: "Senior brother, please don't mind, after all, if you really want to discuss this matter in detail, we still lack reason! You see that Master Dezhen wrote first, and the period of our Immortal Rice Ceremony has never been bad for a hundred years, but this year it has been advanced by a week. There are also elders in each faction, and the Yanjia faction is even more intimate with the elder Taishang, which also gives us enough face from the Jingshi faction. Senior brother, isn't that the truth?"

Zheng Zhen Zhen was the most unpersuadable, and he was already annoyed and had nowhere to get angry, so he couldn't help but reply: "What do you know, Old Seven? Over the years, there has been one of my disciples who has broken through the Dao Dharma? Look at what you have done over the years, and now you have a great responsibility for the trend of my Jingshi faction! The disciples recruit a lot of people into the sect every year, but how many talents are there? It is because of your gentle temperament! This is obviously because the various factions are afraid of the trend of Buddhism and ignore our Jingshi faction! As the head of the sect, there is no light on my face, but you, an elder who holds cultivation, will there be light on your face? In the future, when you educate your disciples, you should have clear rewards and punishments, and you should no longer treat everyone equally!"

The elder cultivator's face was as if he had been slapped in the face, and he was usually used to being sincerely respected by that disciple.

I saw that this elder looked at Zheng Zhenren with strange eyes: "Senior brother, what do you mean by this? Are you so bullied by me? The strength of the Jingshi Sect has been weakened so far, why do you want to find my fault? Who wants to change the date to coincide with the opening ceremony of the Buddha Gate? You have made your own face in the past, and you have been beaten by someone, do you still want to find your junior brother to vent your anger? Is this your belly as the head of the sect? Okay, you see that I am not pleasing to the eye, I, I will not do it!"

The cultivator slammed the door angrily, and didn't take a few steps only to hear a pop and the sound of pain.

It turned out that the elder's other front tooth had been broken!

Zheng Zhenren's face became darker and darker, and although he stood up, he didn't go to comfort the youngest junior brother.

In the council hall, the voice of the head of the house muttering to himself came: "Hmph! Who are they? Relying on these people can magnify my Jingshi faction? It's really ridiculous in the world! No, we must open the secret realm of the Jingshi!"

The head of Zhengyan has already made up his mind.