On the seventh day of the seventh month of July, also known as the Qixi Festival, the Qiqiao Festival, of course, there is no story of the Cowherd and the Weaver Girl in this world, and naturally there is no such festival, even the Tianhe hanging in the starry sky should have another moving legend. To everyone, this was just an ordinary day, but from now on, it will go down in history as a new chapter in the history of the spiritual world that cannot be ignored.

The sky is bright, and the world is peaceful.

Biluo Mountain and Huangquan City were the first to wake up. No matter how large the Biluo Sword Sect was, it could not accommodate the same people from all over the world, and some sects that did not have an invitation letter returned to Huangquan City to live after visiting Biluo and obtaining the qualification to participate in the Dao. They were also the most active group of monks, gathering early and waiting for the time to climb the mountain.

Today, the moon is clear, the breeze is delicate, and although the morning sun has not risen, it is expected to be an excellent weather.

At the end of the day, the top of the Biluo Mountain slowly came out with bursts of bells, there were nine hundred and eighty-one times, the sound shook the heart, and the sound of the rich sound permeated the mountains and rivers for thousands of miles, which could be heard clearly.

Halfway up the mountain, Tang Yi, who was meditating, was also attracted by the bell and went out.

The people of the Ethereal Sect had already finished packing up and were waiting outside.

"Let's go. Tang Yi went first, and An Yan and the others followed.

Instead of reaching the top, they went to the mountain gate, where many monks had already gathered.

The ceremony was held at the top of the mountain, and this mountain gate was prepared for the monks under the Dan. As a result, a test was set up to determine the rank of the people based on the results, and these tests were all set by the host sect and were different. This was the first time that the Biluo Sword Sect had held a discourse, so everyone was speculating about what kind of test it was. Of course, if you come with Grandmaster Huandan, you can also skip this level and go directly to the top.

Tang Yi didn't use it here, but the first time he participated in the discussion, he couldn't help but be curious. Today, the cloud ban has dispersed, although no matter how high this mountain is, it can't affect the divine thoughts, but now Tang Yi prefers to see and observe with his eyes.

Tang Yi and his entourage are very eye-catching, and the female cultivator sect is not strange, but it is very rare to have an extra man in the middle, so his identity is easy to guess. In the face of Tang Yi, everyone was respectful and did not dare to be rude.

At this time, there were more and more monks gathered, and the crowd spread from the mountainside to the bottom of the mountain, and the momentum was huge, and there were people from the sect and scattered cultivators. When talking about solemnity, naturally there will be no noisy shouting, unless there is an occasional small talk between acquaintances, and most of them keep a certain distance.

The surroundings of the Ethereal Sect are the most empty, even if there are people who are familiar with An Yan, it is not easy to come over rashly, for fear of provoking Tang Yi and displeasing him.

But there are also people who don't care about this," Tang Shizhu. "A monk came to the land of the Ethereal Sect, followed by a few small novices, dressed in robes, with a solemn appearance, it was Jining.

Tang Yi turned around and said with a smile: "Great monk, I haven't seen you for many days, why don't you go to the top of the mountain, is it possible that you are looking for me?" When they met again, they found that the aura on Jining's body was becoming more and more unstable, and his obsession had a great impact on him, and it could not be solved overnight.

"Amitabha. Jining lightly recited the Buddha's name: "I have been living in Huangquan City for the past few days, how can I enter the Biluo Sword Sect if I don't come to the mountain gate." I never thought that I would meet a donor, so fateful. ”

"It's hard to say if you have a fate or not, but the great monk is so diligent. "Tang Yi understood, although Jining's cultivation may not be able to enter the land of mid-mountain dwelling and forest valley, but the Biluo Sword Sect must have prepared a place for him, presumably in order to preach Buddhism, he entered the Yellow Spring and did not avoid the world.

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Between the top of the mountain, there are lush forests, countless exotic flowers and plants, and there are attics in the group. These lofts are of different shapes, although they are simple and small, but they are all simple and elegant, and they are exquisite. Those grandmasters have already been invited into it.

Lin Li was in the top room, Lin Qing and Zhang Yuan did not follow, but went to the mountain gate. Biluo has the power of today, naturally it is not because of tricks, there must be something unique, so let the two of them experience it.

The people in the surrounding attics are all familiar with each other, and they are all the top masters in the world's top Xianmen Buddhist temples or scattered cultivators.

Lin Li can chat with Han Fei occasionally.

Han Fei originally had his own position, and on the next floor, he had always done his own thing, but when he came here as a guest, no one could say anything.

Sun Ruogu is different, they can only stay in their own position, they have a sect, and they represent more than just individuals.

Although Lin Like and Han Fei were chatting, their eyes were focused on Tang Yi on the other side of the mountain gate.

At this time, they saw that there were more monks beside Tang Yi, although the two of them didn't know each other, they also guessed that if they could get to Longhua and be familiar with Tang Yi, it should be Jining. Since Jining shot the demon a hundred years ago, he has never taken a step out of the relics pagoda, and he has only recently broken the confinement, so the two of them are only seeing each other for the first time.

"Among so many bald donkeys, this one is more pleasing to the eye. Han Fei muttered, he has never been accustomed to Buddhism.

Lin Li smiled slightly, knowing that Han Fei's words were already praised. Baoguang Temple was unknown at first, not to mention any background, but I didn't expect that there was a real person in Longhua in silence, it was really not easy, and it was inevitable that there would be some appreciation. In particular, Jining's theory of demons is spread all over the world, although some Buddhist temples denounce it as heresy, only know the ego, and do not save the common people, but Lin Li is moved, but also agrees.

"This group of Longhua real people are all sitting in peace, and with his current situation, it is not easy to continue to teach the Fa in Huangquan City. Lin Like said.

"This is also true, those bald donkeys always say to save the world, but why do they need to save this life. After Dengde Longhua, he also maintained his own cultivation, pretending to be a great virtue of Qing cultivation one by one, and easily did not follow the red dust, and he learned enough of our Taoist lineage, and put gold on his face, wouldn't it be a joke. Han Fei was a little sarcastic.

Lin Li just smiled and didn't speak. In fact, Han Fei just doesn't like Buddhism, and he knows that his words are biased, although they all seek detachment, but the path is different, and there is nothing to blame. Going deep into the red dust is practice, and avoiding the world is also practice, just seeking to be happy.