I saw a person standing quietly on the back of the dragon, with a golden crown of hair, three crystal clear pearl inlays on the crown, a green hosta inserted horizontally, wearing a five-clawed dragon robe, stepping on green silk wind boots, holding a paper fan and shaking it, everything was so harmonious, chic like the prince of the previous dynasty, but wearing a pair of sunglasses on his eyes, it looked nondescript, and the standing posture was slightly staggering, as if the exercise in bed last night was too intense, resulting in a straight waist.

Mo Wen felt bitter in his heart, since he had been caught up on the shelves, how could he hold on, as for the costume, it was a veritable prop, from ancient times to the present, the heirs of the Mo family were dressed like this, and they were usually okay, but on such a grand occasion as the succession ceremony, it could only be done step by step.

Of course, the hair is fake, it is said that Mo Qinxuan also wore a wig back then, Mo Wen's psychology is still balanced, but because of last night's cultivation, he woke up the next day and found that his eyes were red and bloodshot, and there were a little dark circles under his eyes, so he could only cover it with sunglasses in order to make up for it.

However, the only thing that makes Mo Wen fortunate is that he woke up one night and his cultivation did not regress, but improved a lot, and the nebula in the dantian gave him a familiar feeling, as if the nebula was his own primordial baby, although it was ugly, but it was better than nothing, Mo Wen comforted himself.

Under the amazed gaze of everyone below, Mo Wen let Xiao Hei fall on the square a hundred feet away from the main hall, jumped down, Xiao Hei was also instructed, and some reluctantly flew to the ridge of the main hall, looked up to the sky and roared, then lay down and lay quietly on the roof, his snort fanned, and his two big lantern-like eyes turned left and right.

Of course, such a stylish appearance was also deliberately instructed by Mo Qinxuan: In order to make up for the succession ceremony held in a hurry, of course, it is necessary to add some shocking effects, and you can't let outsiders underestimate our Mo family, you will be so hard, the more coquettish, the more show-off, the better, if you wilt it, don't grandpa not give you face when the time comes.

So is it possible that Mo Wen can only summon Xiao Hei out of the soul sword and act as a laborer, and the green dragon, one of the four divine guards in the world, although it has not fully evolved, is it coquettish enough, right?

"Brother Mo, you are so handsome today. Tang Wan's eyes were full of small stars, and Mo Wen greeted him as soon as she landed.

Mo Wen couldn't help but blush: "It's okay, it's okay, why did you come here so early?"

"Today is Big Brother Mo's happy day, of course we have to come over early, I'm afraid we won't even have the opportunity to talk to Big Brother Mo if it's late. Tang Wan's face was full of excitement, as if she was the one who was going to be the head of the house today.

"There won't be many opportunities to speak in the future, will it? "Don't ask, you can't cry or laugh.

"How can it be the same, after today, Brother Mo will be the head of the Mo family, and he will no longer be the previous Brother Mo. ”

Don't ask a wry smile, what is this girl thinking in her head?

"This is just a formality, whether to be the head of the family or not, I am the original me, I will go to meet the master first. Mo Wen smiled and touched Tang Wan's head, in his eyes, Tang Wan was just a little girl who didn't grow up, and that purity and dust made people feel ashamed of themselves.

"Ouch I rub"

Mo Wen turned around and accidentally stepped on the hem of his clothes, almost fell down, and couldn't help but curse.

Just as he was about to greet Jingyun and Qing Xuan, he couldn't help but laugh, such a nondescript outfit was really difficult for him, Qing Xuan made up for Mo Wen's common sense in the morning, but Mo Wen was still not used to it, and he always felt constrained.

"Senior brother, Qing Xuan told you in the morning, when he took a step, his feet kicked the hem of his skirt first, and then fell down, the man walked, with a distance of one foot, walked a tiger step, knelt down and sat down, and shook the hem lightly with his right hand, so as not to wrinkle the clothes indecently, the legs should be straight, and don't let the hem of the clothes drag the floor" Qing Xuan chuckled and said the key points to Mo Wen again.

Mo Wen arched his hand with a bitter face: "Senior sister, junior sister." ”

Jingyun didn't blame Mo Wen's temperament, but said with a smile: "It's really difficult for you, but it's just like that, and the patience will pass." ”

As if he had found a bosom friend, Mo Wen was moved: "It's still my sister who understands me, and I tossed it all morning, and I look like Jia Baoyu, but this dress looks very good on the surface, which makes me, who is already very handsome, look even more bright and moving, but as soon as I wear it, I know that I am really uncomfortable, junior sister, help me take a look, is my crown crooked again?"

Qing Xuan smiled and stretched out her hand to straighten Mo Wen's crown, like a virtuous wife, and glanced left and right before nodding and smiling: "It's okay now." ”

"Senior Sister Xie Lu, hehe"

Qing Xuan smiled: "Senior brother is too polite, I haven't done anything, senior brother hurry up and get ready, it's going to start in a while." ”

While speaking, seven people came from the iron bridge, all of them were a little depressed, looking at Mo Wen's eyes with a little resentment, yes, these seven were the seven elders who were violently deposed by Mo Wen, but Mo Qinxuan saw that they were idle, squatting in the corner of the wall all day to bask in the sun, and were temporarily brought in to be a strong man, and were appointed as honorary elders to preside over the succession matters.

"The seven elders and uncles have worked hard. Mo Wen arched his hand and smiled.

The seven of them all looked at Mo Wen, and then they all turned their heads to look at Xiao Hei on the beam, and said in unison: "The head of the family is polite, this is what we should do." ”

Non-violent non-cooperation, fighting, fighting, can't say, can only be obedient and obedient, and can live a somewhat stable life in the future, and I heard that the people who signed up for the old goblin study class are like carp crossing the river, of course, these old people can't sit still.

After a while, the noisy crowd came over, and when they saw the dragon climbing on the main hall, their faces were full of excitement, but they didn't dare to step forward, just stopped and pointed at the distance.

"It's true, it's true, you see that eye rolling. ”

"Am I dreaming, there really is a dragon? Ouch, look at that claw, there is no dust on the nails, crystal clear, I drop a mother, if I touch it, it will be worth dying." ”

"Amitabha, I didn't expect that I would have this blessing today, and I saw such a divine beast with my own eyes, and I stole treasures in my life, and I guess it is not worth as much as a scale on this dragon. ”

Everyone turned their heads to each other, their eyes will not turn, and naturally they will not think of who this little Rulai is, if they usually will draw their swords to each other, this little Rulai nicknamed stealing monks, born in Buddhism, a body of vajra demon seal practice perfectly, and Buddhism has a heart name called the dust behind him, and he also refined to Mahayana, the speed is extremely fast one step and a few miles in a blink of an eye, so the genius of the sky, but not take the right path, while chanting the Buddha, while thinking about the baby, sitting in Shaolin for fifty years, he stole the underwear of the previous abbot, a careless was recognized, Xiao Rulai escaped from Shaolin alone, and since then from stealing a room to stealing the world。

This is the only scandal in Shaolin for hundreds of years, and naturally will not let go of this little Rulai, but this person relies on the mental method of the dust behind him, and always escapes the pursuit of the Shaolin faction, in order to retaliate, he also hangs the underwear of the previous abbot with a strange map on the wall of the Shaolin faction, in a sense, the current abbot Yuankong Master has more or less received the favor of this guy, if it is not for this small Rulai, the master of Yuankong Master does not know how long Lu Dao will rely on the abbot's position.

Xiao Rulai, the uncle of Master Yuankong, not only killed the previous abbot, but most of the Xiuzhen sect was also patronized by this guy, so the righteous way of the world issued a thief order, and the momentum was to take this guy to peel and cramp, the loss of things is small, and the loss of face is a big deal.

For decades, everyone has also been numb, and they can't catch it, who is so loud that they will be stolen and bankrupt the next day, and what is even more infuriating is that this monk not only steals things but also steals people, and if you want to steal, you will steal it cleanly, and even your wife will not leave you behind

However, in the past ten years, Xiao Rulai seems to have disappeared, and has not appeared in the cultivation world, it is rumored that he was killed by the stolen wife of others, and it is also rumored that he has changed his mind and become a new person, and some people curse him when he went to the toilet to recite the scriptures, he fell into the pit and drowned, no matter what the rumors are, the world has forgotten this past.

"The head of the house has arrived. ”

A distant cry came from the main hall, and everyone woke up as if from a dream, and temporarily suppressed the shock in their hearts.

The iron door of the main hall was opened, and two teams of iron guards ran out from inside, the black armor long sword was majestic, Mo Qinxuan strode out, the yellow robe and the nine dragons played together, carrying his hands on his back, his long hair was tied with a crown, and he walked like a cloud, not angry and self-assured.

Mo Wen twitched the corners of his mouth fiercely, the old man is also wearing a wig, I will strangle it, I can pretend better than me.

"Fellow martial artists, I am grateful to be able to come here to watch the ceremony, this time the matter was hasty, if there is anything inconsiderate, I hope to forgive me. Mo Qinxuan arched his hand and said loudly.

Everyone in the square moved their eyes upwards and glanced at the giant dragon that happened to be on the beam above Mo Qinxuan's head, and they felt inexplicable in their hearts.

"Congratulations to Mo Shibo for having a succession, as the saying goes, etiquette is not too much to be strong, but not in a hurry to be wise, although the succession ceremony is in a hurry, but it really opened my eyes. The person who spoke was Mo Wen's uncle Liu Zhengqing, and Liu Shao and Zhou Azhu behind him were impressively listed.

Someone took the lead, and there was naturally an endless stream of people behind, and the sects that could compete with the Mo family spoke sourly, and the small families made a big fuss.

A drum sounds, silk and bamboo are famous, especially the suona sound is the loudest, don't ask that tear run, how can it be in such a majestic and magnificent hall, it is actually the set of rural daughters-in-law, even if it adheres to the tradition, it does not bring such a pit, is this the fashion of ancient times?

Although he felt awkward, Mo Wen still stepped forward calmly and bowed his head from the bottom of the stairs.

Mo Qinxuan respectfully held a sheathed long sword with both hands, stood in front of Mo Wen, and happily bowed to Mo Wen.

"Does grandson know what the sword scabbard means?" Mo Qinxuan asked loudly, it seemed that the people in the entire square were his grandsons, so he couldn't be so embarrassed.

Mo Wen was stunned for a moment, and replied: "Hide its edge, no injury itself." ”

"Yes, the sword gentleman is also, draw the sword and face the enemy and move forward, but the sword is a sharp weapon, and you can also hurt yourself if you hurt others, I hope that my grandson will be hidden in the sheath in the future, embrace all rivers, and regain the prestige of my Mo family, now the demon gate is arrogant and arrogant and violates my righteous path, and my grandson will draw his sword in the future, and he will definitely leave the chicken and dog killed by the demon gate," Mo Qinxuan shouted with a horizontal sword, "Take the sword." ”

"The grandson obeyed. Mo Wen raised his hands above the top of his hand and took the long sword, only to see that this sword was no different from an ordinary iron sword, although the surface was bright, but if you looked closely at the sword body, it was already rusty, and I was afraid that it would not be able to pull it out. It's a prop again, I'll it

"The head of the family, live up to the trust of the people, do not compromise the expectations of the world, maintain self-cultivation, and do not bully the weak"

Mo Qinxuan sprinkled a bold speech for more than half an hour, in fact, this is difficult for him, in the past, the succession of the Mo family to sacrifice red and white, were advertised in the world months in advance, and sufficient preparations were made, and this time it was completed in a hurry, originally wanted to hand over the token inherited by the ancestors to Mo Wen, but this token is a secret thing in the clan, naturally it cannot see the light, so it can only be entrusted privately, and those who can see the light, the ancestors have nothing left, even if the "sword" just now, it is also taken in the armory room.

Then there are three bows and nine knocks, worship the ancestors into the calendar, and enter the ancestral hall, Mo Wen is muddy in the morning, even in the house, he also wears his sunglasses, but it gives people a sense of mystery, especially when everyone knows that the person who rides the dragon is the current head of the Mo family in front of him, most of them look incredulous, and they believe a little bit in the so-called old goblin study class, it seems that the sky is going to change. Everyone faintly felt something.

Although the succession ceremony was very hurried, the "flowing water seat" afterwards was still relatively rich, although most of the people present were advanced people in the cultivation realm, and some of them had been sleeping in the open for decades, not eating or drinking, and seeing the food in the world, just like Zhou Gongxiao's dream, I don't know what to do.

It is said that this banquet is a chef specially invited from the Beijing Hotel, which is the industry where the Liu family is located, and everything is also run by the Liu family, of course, people will not work in vain and pay money, all the way from the Longqiu gate, everywhere is plastered with the slogan of the Liujia Hotel, needless to say that this is Liu Rumeng's masterpiece