Chapter 39: Worship
The ancestral hall of the Shushan Sword Sect is located at the back of the Taiyi Palace. Pen & Fun & Pavilion www.biquge.info everyone set off from the Xuanqing Palace, passing through the student dormitory, the back garden corridor, arrived at the main gate of the Taiyi Palace, did not open the door, along the corridor of the hall, detoured to the back of the Taiyi Palace, and saw a small temple crying in the rain. The temple door was tightly closed, and the head of the sect and the six peak masters walked out of the sheltered place of the corridor, and the raindrops the size of beans poured down on their bodies. The hair and clothes of the six peak masters were not wet at all, but the whole body of the master was already soaked, Shen Fei and Shao Baiyu were like the six peak masters at first, using immortal power to resist the rain, and then when they saw the master like this, they simply followed the rain.
From the outside, the ancestral hall is a small courtyard house with brick and tile houses, the heavy mahogany door is divided into two left and right, the door knocker of the unicorn style, and the rain waters, and a layer of enchantment is faintly visible.
The palm of the sect stretched out his two hands, and a pure white light appeared on the palm of his hand that he had never seen before, pressing the wooden door, and with a slight force, accompanied by a series of "squeak" sounds, the heavy wooden door slowly opened. Everyone bypassed the wall that blocked the view, walked through the courtyard, walked up the steps, and the red plaque on the top of their heads read the four big characters of "Shanren Ancestral Hall", and the penmanship was the same as the three characters of "Sword God Temple" in the Sky City.
"Boom. As the master pushed open the door, a dazzling bolt of lightning struck the pine trees in the nearby mountains, turning them to ashes. Everyone was shocked, in the place where the tablet of the deceased was placed, in such a heavy rain environment, everyone's hearts were very nervous, and they couldn't control themselves at the slightest disturbance, not to mention such a terrifying thunderstorm.
The master didn't care, the door of the house slowly pushed open in his hand, it was pitch black inside, and when the lightning flashed, he vaguely recognized rows of neatly stacked shrines. The niche is not clean, and it can be seen that someone cleans it regularly.
The master signaled everyone to stop, walked in across the threshold, lit the candle on the table, and with the lighting of the candle, the situation in the room could finally be seen clearly, about ten meters away, there was a small long table two feet long and more than half a person high, and there was an incense burner in the middle of the table, and there was a candle on the left and right, like the door god in charge of guarding. In front of the incense burner there are offerings, which are new and changed every day. Behind the small long table, there is a long cabinet close to it, and there are niches on the cabinets, stacked layer by layer, and the spiritual position located in the center is naturally the spiritual seat of the Boundless Dao Ancestor, and the spirit card is about a foot high, and it is placed in the center upright. On the back floor, there is the spirit card of Qingshan Dao Ancestor, and on the back layer, the spirit positions of Yun Zhongzi and Xiaoyaozi are placed side by side, and so on, the last layer, which should have been the position of the master, has now joined a person - Zhong Lirui!
Except for the Boundless Dao Ancestor and the Qingshan Dao Ancestor, the spirit positions of the other ancestors were all of the same size, and Zhongli's spirit position was obviously special, slightly smaller than the ordinary spirit position, and was located in the middle and left position of the last layer.
Such an arrangement is too much, but since it is the decision of the head of the sect, everyone cannot refute it.
"Come in. The head of the sect lit three sacred incense sticks, and after everyone entered and stood up, they bowed to the shrine in front of them.
The six peak masters stood side by side behind the sect leader, followed by a large group of peak elders, and then the disciples, led by Shen Fei and Shao Baiyu, extending backwards in an orderly manner, layer by layer. The rules of Shushan have come from ancient times, and different people are in different positions, and they are already destined from the moment of apprenticeship.
Although Shen Fei and Shao Baiyu have just apprenticed, their status has changed dramatically, and they are already the leaders of the younger generation. If Yin Chaohua is here, he will definitely be very uncomfortable.
With the teaching, everyone bowed to the end, no one spoke, but silently prayed for the blessing of the ancestors in their hearts, because no one was allowed to speak in the mourning hall, which was also the rule.
After the three worships, the master put the incense in his hand into the incense burner, and finally glanced at Zhongli's shrine, and said silently in his heart: "Go with peace of mind, Zhongli, you are my pride, and you are the pride of Shushan." ”
The thin old man stood in front of the shrine full of tables, looking lonely and depressed, Shen Fei and Shao Baiyu watched from afar, their hearts were sour, no matter how hard the two of them worked in the future, they would never be able to replace Senior Brother Zhongli's position in the heart of the sect, forever and ever!
Outside the hall, the rain was pouring down, and the three temples were in the center of the black clouds, as if Zhongli's dying situation had reappeared. When the master walked out of the hall, his eyebrows and eyes were horizontal, showing anger, and he pointed a finger at the sky, only one finger, and the smoke disappeared, and the pouring rain stopped suddenly.
Guarding the door, Yun Lie, the tiger of Shu Mountain, who did not enter the ancestral hall, and the six peak masters were shocked by this unexpected move and broke out in a cold sweat, at the moment when the palm of the sect waved his fingers, the endless immortal pressure condensed at one point and exploded above the sky, and the power in it seemed to have transcended the critical point of human beings.
The realm of the senior brother in charge seems to have stepped to a higher level. (To be continued.) )