CHAPTER XXXI

Mid-Autumn Festival, August 15, also known as Mid-Autumn.

It is recorded in the Book of Rites: "The Son of Heaven is the sun in spring, and the moon is in autumn."

The setting moon is to worship the moon, which means that the emperor of the world has begun to worship the moon and worship the moon a long time ago.

Later, Jiuqing magnates and scholars also followed suit, tasting tea and pastries, drinking wine and singing to the moon, and chanting poems in twos and threes, and over time this custom gradually spread to the people.

When it comes to the people, there is no such thing as worshipping the moon, worshipping the moon and praying to the son of heaven in the moon palace, which is what the pride of the sky can do.

Acting on behalf of others, discord with etiquette and law, and even more damage to Tianyuan. A blessing is a small blessing, and a disaster is a great disaster.

As for the poetry pair, it is even more against the cow. Facing the loess with their backs to the sky, the rising sun and the sunset perched on the rising bucket of the small people, there is a mother-in-law warm quilt is a great blessing, and there is an egg of leisure and elegance to vassal elegance.

Most of the people take advantage of the auspicious day of the emperor Lao'er to worship the moon, call for relatives and friends who are far away to reunite, serve their parents in the high hall, talk to their mothers-in-law, and get close to their children.

Nanzhan Buzhou, there is also a custom of picking melons and fruits in the crops by taking advantage of the Mid-Autumn Festival night and the beautiful moonlight, the more picked, the more the wind and rain will be smooth in the coming year, and the five grains will be abundant.

It is commonly known as 'touching autumn'.

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Mid-Autumn Night.

The moon is in the sky.

The trial road square under the Baopu Palace is crowded with people, and the three veins of the Baopu Mountain gather together.

The 30-year trial meeting is also the closest one for many monks in Baopu Mountain to Wangxiantai where Baopu Palace raised their hands to pick up stars.

Wangxiantai stands on the top of the clouds, the purple air lingers beautifully, and the night decoration looks more and more majestic and bright, and the brilliance is abnormal.

What makes people strange is that the giant sword 'Spring Dragon', which has been inserted on Wangxiantai and left behind after the ancestor Ge Hong Zhenren ascended, is gone.

There is a lotus platform floating in the sky above the trial road square, the lotus platform holds a huge pearl standing in the night sky, the pearl is full of light, the brilliance can capture the light of the sun and the moon, and the trial road square is imprinted like day.

It is said that this pearl is the founder of the mountain Ge Hong Zhenren, who once met a 10,000-year-old mussel Ji who turned into a human form, and was given by Bengji.

Baopu Mountain's 30-year-old Taoist conference is only taken out for people to take light and enjoy, with the intention of not letting the pearl be dusted.

The four protector elders of Baopu Mountain stood on a gossip platform in the center of the square, divided into four corners, all of them were old immortals who had entered the small immortal, all of them were immortal, and their skills were exquisite, and they were well-known in Nanzhan Buzhou.

Hug the three veins of Pu Mountain, the Tower of Babel, the Lost Tree Flower Glass, and the Immortal Cave, each entrenched in the three corners of the trial road square.

Compared with the tens of thousands of people in the Tower of Babel, compared with the thousands of glasses such as the lost tree, the immortal cave that has been at the bottom of the three veins of Baopu Mountain for three hundred years, there are only a dozen people standing in the southeast corner of the square, and it is better to use 'dazzling' to describe it as deserted.

has always supported the vein of the Immortal Cave, standing tall in the cold eyes of many monks in Baopu Mountain, and the female sword immortal who has been cultivating in the top three in the sword path of Baopu Mountain for three thousand years, but is not among the few dozen people in the Immortal Cave.

I don't know where it went.

The cave master Su Liuchan was carrying his hands on his back, looking at the front with no sadness and joy, dressed in green clothes, with an ebony hairpin inserted on the road, the green silk moved with the night wind, and the young face was slightly immature and green, without too much dust.

Xu Xiaoxian stood on the left side of his master Li Daniu, and the sixth senior brother Lu Youjiao carried two dark meteor hammers, standing on the right side of the old Taoist Li Daniu, and the other ten people were in the second place.

As the saying goes, soldiers are not too expensive.

But the fourteen people in the vein of the old cave are too streamlined, aren't they?

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The time is full.

The crowd asked, and the square was silent in an instant.

There were nine loud noises in the palace of Baopu,

The sound resounded in the sky.

The sound spread three hundred miles away. Shocking.

It was the four drum slaves in the Baopu Palace who sounded the Kui Niu drum in the Treasure Pavilion. It is rumored that this side of the Kui Niu Drum was made by the pre-Qin Emperor Yingzheng, imitating the ancient sage Xuanyuan Yellow Emperor, who slaughtered an ancient Kui cow.

After the loud bang, there was a hint of fairy music in the sky, like a dream.

Sometimes it is like a small bridge and flowing water, swearing great love silently. Sometimes like the cheerful sandpiper chasing the waves on the beach, carefree.

Fairy music fluttering, rain all over the sky.

Magnificent.

In the flower rain fairy music, two slender figures fell from the sky.

Baopu Gong asked the square in an instant, and it was filled with a mighty righteousness, tens of thousands of people were all agitated, fearless, and the evil demons were not enough, as if there was no one else between heaven and earth.

One of the six true unifications of the Zhongzhou Continent,

Chu Ruyi, the lord of Pushan, the female sword fairy Chixia, two great immortals, and two land immortals, with a heroic and righteous spirit, descended to the trial road square.

A plain face, with a dignified smile, as beautiful as a fairy in a painting.

Hug Pushan to teach Chu Ruyi.

A tall and tall woman with a giant sword on her back, who once used two simple pigtails to interpret cuteness and exquisiteness.

The Immortal Cave Cabernet Fairy.

In an instant, there were three thousand people crawling in the trial road square.

And all that stood bowed and saluted.

Xu Xiaoxian looked at the two slender figures on the gossip platform in the trial square, his heart was like water, he didn't kneel down, he didn't salute, he just looked at it simply.

Not sad, not happy, not in awe.

Hundreds of people don't kneel and don't salute, maybe no one notices, but one of the few fourteen people doesn't kneel and doesn't salute, then there is a feeling of standing out from the crowd, and you can see it clearly at a glance.

A series of unfriendly gazes were projected, and Xu Xiaoxian was still distracted and indifferent.

The old Taoist Li Daniu pulled the corners of Xu Xiaoxian's clothes and said in a low voice: "Baby, you don't kneel, but you also have to bow down." On the way of heaven, the one who reaches the road comes first, and the two predecessors of the Great Immortal may be the guiding lights on your path. There must be a number of courtesies.

If there is less etiquette, the half-immortal-like character of Uncle Chu will not care, and your uncle Chixia will not care, but the person who cares about it really wants to take a mouthful of saliva per person, and it will drown the ...... of our Immortal Cave."

The fairy family is cold and thin, and there is no lack of people's fearful words, which is vulgar to the bones.

Xu Xiaoxian shook his head, unmoved, and said softly: "Back then, in a reed swing in Luzhou, Beiju, after the master unscrewed off the heads of those three wicked people in front of a four-year-old girl, I promised myself that in this life, I will no longer kneel to the sky, not to kneel to the ground, not to kneel to my parents, only to kneel to you, master." ”。

The old Taoist sighed and stopped talking, looking embarrassed.

Knowing the son is Mo Ruo's mother, knowing the father Mo Ruo's son, and knowing the apprentice Mo Ruo's teacher.

The young man was brought up by himself, and no one can destroy the kind of stubborn belief in his bones that he has no distractions.

The man should be bathed in the foothills, the wind and thunderstorm are not confused, the old Taoist does not want him to understand too much, but he is still rooted in the young man's heart, very deep.

The 30-year trial meeting of Baopu Mountain is about to open, the two land immortals descend, after everyone kneels down, the cheers are higher and higher.

"Everyone get up, this seat is not heaven, not earth, not a saint, and I can't afford to be such a great gift from tens of thousands of monks in my Zhongzhou Dao system.

Everyone has the Tao in their hearts, and there is justice in their hearts, that is, I hug Pushan, and I have Chu Ruyi.

No need to worry about red tape. This seat has been a little bit of a long time, and you have been added to teach, but you have not been able to hold the descendants of Pushan for me, open the mountain, and lead the way, I feel deeply guilty and inexplicably afraid. ”

The woman in plain clothes and a beautiful face like a fairy in the picture waved her hand gently, and the trial road square was so quiet that it was so quiet that it could be heard that the needle was dropping, and the woman's lips opened lightly, and immediately there was a sound that made the human heart flutter in her ears, straight into the depths of her soul.

Before the plain-clothed woman finished speaking, Xu Xiaoxian saw a person on the gossip table pouting.