Ling Fei nodded. At this time, Kang Yuangan, the fourth disciple of Zhaojiazhuang, who was outside to greet the guests, opened the door and came in, and came to invite the master to go out to finish the ceremony. Zhao Dongsheng called the housekeeper and asked him to arrange the wine, rice and tea for Ling Fei and the others, and he and the eldest disciple went out to greet him. Among the guests invited to celebrate his birthday tonight, many of them were local officials and businessmen in Lund Mansion, these people were not from the art world, and Zhao Dongsheng did not plan to leave them to watch the ceremony, so he had to send them back early, and then arrange a later lantern ceremony.

After Zhao Dongsheng went out, Master Hongyuan and everyone had finished resting, and they all came over to greet Ling Fei. Hong Yuan wore a bright red new robe, full of white beard. As a famous faction that holds the same rivers and lakes as Shushan, the abbot of Tianlong Temple is much more frugal than the head of Shushan on this trip. Master Hongyuan only brought two small novices, and his aura was weak, so he obviously didn't learn spells. Seeing that Zhu Wenjie behind Ling Fei was full of vitality, his gestures concealed everyone's demeanor, and the other disciples were also heroic, Master Hongyuan said: "Amitabha, congratulations to the Taoist, after receiving these high-ranking disciples, the Shushan Sect is going to shine today." ”

Ling Fei also put his mind down for a while, and said with a smile: "Old monk, don't be polite, I don't feel comfortable hearing you praise people like this." There are also thousands of monks in your Tianlong Temple, and there are many lay disciples, and some of them have better qualifications than my disciples, I have heard Master Hongfa say that there is a little Zen master in Tianlong Temple who understands the end of the knowledge, that is amazing, why didn't you bring it today?"

Hongfa is the younger brother of the abbot of Hongyuan, the first seat of the Hong Court of Tianlong Temple, and he is a good person and a martial artist. Often associated with characters in the rivers and lakes.

Hongyuan Heshi said: "Amitabha, the Taoist chief is talking about pure space. The Dharma is boundless. Zen is like the sea, and only diligent practice can be successful. Jingkong is now studying the Tantric Dharani Sutra. I want to prove the true law of entering and exiting the real realm from the middle, so I can't participate in the lantern ceremony of Shushan. The Buddha mentioned in the "Mahayana Entering the Ranga Sutra" that Tantra has lost the right path, and he does not feel the clear Dharma, and he vows to clarify the doubts in it, and uses the Mahayana Empty Sect to ......" Ling Fei saw him nagging, and quickly interrupted, saying: "Okay, okay, okay, I know." As soon as the old monk talked about Buddhism, I felt uncomfortable. I am offering the Sanqing Heavenly Venerable, which is not in line with your Buddha. I don't know if you're an empty sect or a cave sect. Hongyuan smiled slightly, stopped talking, sang the Buddha horn in a low voice and sat down.

Ling Fei seemed to have a smile on his face, paused for a moment and said: "I haven't seen you for more than half a year, the master's Vajrasattva Demon Seal must be more sophisticated, and when I have time for the past two days, I will ask for a few more tricks." Spent some time in the mountains. Poor roads are also occasionally small. "I don't know if I hear or don't hear it.

At this time, the chapter Taoist also came to greet him. This man is an outlier, seeking profit in everything, and there is no profit or merit. Really. The first thing he said to Ling Fei was: "Brother Dao, you are really a big family who doesn't know the hunger and cold of a small family, and it is too extravagant and wasteful to come here this way." What are the benefits of putting up those broken flags? What are the advantages of bringing such a large group of people? If you have the money to put on a scene of arrogance, it is better to save it to feed your disciples and grandchildren. Or be generous enough to help us who are friends of the Little Meditation Dao, alas. I feel sorry for you when I look at it. ”

Ling Fei said: "I have money, can you manage it?" Rolling his eyes, he turned around and went to talk to Mr. Wasted Guo and the others, the chapter was choked half to death, he stayed for a moment, shook his head, and whispered to himself: "The head of the loser, I don't know the preciousness of firewood, rice, oil and salt, alas, what's the benefit of putting those arrogant spirits? What are the benefits?

After a while, the servants brought up the wine and rice, and the people of Shushan went to fill their stomachs. Old man Zhao was busy for a while, and finally sent all the irrelevant greetings out of the door, and the sedan and horse light carriages at the door were less than half, but the court was still dense, and among the more than 1,000 people, there were more than 900 people left.

Qu Miao people have not dispersed, the wine is running out, and this birthday banquet should come to an end. Zhao Dongsheng knew the real reason why the congratulatory guest group came, but he didn't mind, went out to thank him, arranged for his disciples to go to the village to burn firecrackers outside the village, blew a few operas, and finally ended the birthday celebration. Then it was time for the main drama to play, and the eldest disciple Fu Guangyuan commanded the servants, first removed the banquets in the front and middle courts, and opened the two side doors in front of the village. The guests in the back heard the wind and flocked to the front courtyard and the street in front of the door, each occupying their own place. The disciples of Zhaojiazhuang had already explained to them that the lantern lighting ceremony was held in the flower hall in the front, and they could not see it from behind.

Qin Su and Hu Tan didn't have much to look forward to the upcoming lantern burning, the purpose of their visit was to find the Golden Horn Qilin Kou Jingting, but unfortunately, from waiting at the door in the morning, until now they have finished eating in the village, they haven't seen the elusive old man show half of his face. Qin Su's face was full of sadness, neither to leave, nor to stay, standing in the crowd and trying to open his eyes, distinguishing every guest who passed by the hall, only worried about whether he had an occasional mistake, Kou Jingting had already entered the door and she didn't notice it.

Hu Tan sensed her anxiety and asked, "Auntie, did you say that the Master Guild would not be in the group of people who were sent in just now?"

Qin Su said: "Who knows...... I hope that Shigong Ji is a natural person, don't fall for someone else's poisonous hands, if he is injured...... Hurt ......" Thinking that Kou Jingting might be in danger of his life, he heard the bad news about his trip to Longde Mansion this time, and when he thought of the murder of Master Zilian, he couldn't help but sigh, and his heart was even more depressed. Seeing this, Hu Tan hurriedly smiled and said: "Auntie, I'm just asking randomly, what are you afraid of, don't say that the master is not necessarily inside, that is, he is really injured, aren't there several Gao Minglang in the back, my charm can save people back, let alone them, let's wait a while, there will be news later." Qin Su was speechless, only nodded silently.

The two of them cast their eyes on the hall, watching the disciples of Shushan and the people of Zhaojiazhuang busy with each other, setting up the street lamp, untying the urn, setting up the drum to urge the brave, hanging the bell of hardship, and laying out a long brocade carpet, extending the steps from the flower hall to the flower pond in the front garden, and there was a yellow flag at the end of the carpet, on which the word "righteousness" was written. The onlookers were all excited and inexplicable, chattering and discussing, and the old guests who were familiar with the customs of the rivers and lakes explained to the people around them the story of lighting the lamp and opening the way.

It turns out that this lantern opening ceremony is actually a ceremony opposite to washing hands in the golden basin. The so-called retreat must be advanced, spit out the old and accept the new. The golden basin washing hands is a sign that the older generation of characters are tired of grievances and decided to cut off all ties with the rivers and lakes, which means that they will use the pure water in the golden basin to wash away all the sins on their hands in the past, wash away the grievances and grievances, and never get involved in vendettas and disputes again.

The lighting of the lamp to open the way is a ceremony for each sect and sect to publicly announce the official debut of the disciples in the sect and ask relatives and friends to take care of them. A guiding lamp for the teacher's door illuminates the direction of the debut disciple and shelters him. Nine unraveling urns, an urn means a difficulty, after the disciples guided by the lamp, the urn breaks through the pass, takes the good intentions of its encounter, and the eight small bronze bells on the head, which means the tribulation of the eight directions, when there are elders sprinkled with water, fire, prick blood, cut the skin, and then knock it, indicating that the wind, frost, rain and snow, blood, fire and knife soldiers, this difficulty has ended, and the new difficulty has begun, the elders in the hall beat the drum of courage, so that the door people are not afraid of hardships and dangers, and rush forward, holding the banner of righteousness. And the long brocade carpet under his feet is better understood, which is to pray for the disciples to be auspicious in death and have a bright future. When this round of etiquette is over, the elders of the Youpai who are invited to watch the ceremony will test the skills of the debut disciples. This last link is the most important link in the lantern ceremony, in fact, it is also the true meaning of the lantern ceremony, the ancient sect that held the lamp, the purpose is nothing more than two, one is that if the debut disciple is really outstanding, for the senior brother in the door, then show the ability to the audience, the prestige of the sect, which also helps the future of the debut disciple. Second, if the disciple is really unbearable, and the magic and martial arts are difficult to enter the eyes of the people, then the elders who are taking the test must take the responsibility of teaching, and guide the disciples to the lack of art, or even have good friendships, and pass on one or two corresponding exercises, which can also enhance the strength of the sect.

This debut ceremony is many times more complicated than washing hands in a golden basin, the things required are huge, and there are many places to ask for people, and many sects are impatient to spend time to Zhang Luo, so they have been gradually abandoned by the rivers and lakes over the years. Except for some sects that have been in decline for a long time, and occasionally want to regain their glory, many places no longer hold such ceremonies. Ling Fei Dao people didn't know what purpose they wanted this time, but they actually regained such an old ceremony to show the world.

At the end of the day, the arrangement finally came to an end. Qunhao had been waiting impatiently, and saw Ling Fei take the hands of the two teenagers into the hall, sit down on the main seat, and the noise slowly quieted down. Qin Su and Hu Tan could see that these two teenagers were the first two people to enter the door with Ling Fei just now, one was named Zhu Wenjie, who was the dragon master who flew in the sky and caused the crowd to shake, smiling and grinning, without twisting between Gu Pan. A man who was slightly younger than him, only fourteen years old, stood quietly beside Ling Fei, his eyes were dark, he didn't know what his name was, and he didn't know what his identity was.

Hu Tan looked at Zhu Wenjie standing beside Ling Fei with his eyes in a flash, and just thought in his heart: "This person's age, not a few years older than me, how can he cause such a sensation? Look at the many heads in the court, all of them are here to see him...... Well, by the way, he was lucky enough to catch a dragon......"

Recalling the scene when the red dragon flew into the air just now, Hu Tan couldn't help but be fascinated.

If this dragon was caught by Hu Tan, what kind of scene would it be? Could it be that many people came to see him like today? Hu Tan imagined that if Ling Fei was sitting on his father in his current seat, twisting his beard and smiling, and he was standing beside his father, facing thousands of people looking forward to calmness, his aunt stood quietly behind his father, looking at the two gently...... What would that look like?

Qinglong Laozi, the son of Chilong, or a dragon breeder, father and son?

Hu Tan's two fists clenched unconsciously, he felt the heat in his palm, and when his fingertips touched it, there was already a wet dampness.