After three incense sticks, the sunset landed on the sea and the sky was filled with colorful clouds.

Fireworks suddenly exploded over Yuquan Palace on the central mountain of Luofu Island, covering the sky and the sun, like the Milky Way hanging upside down.

This is the arrow of the emergency assembly.

The Nanhai religious people were immediately alert and acted quickly.

The person who sits quietly leaves the futon, the person who reads the book throws away the book, the person who is refining medicine closes the alchemy furnace, the person who dances the sword puts away the sword, and even the kitchen chef puts down the kitchen knife, the Taoist fireman throws away the fire stick...

The black people are chaotic and orderly. Those with low realm move on their legs, and those with high cultivation level sacrifice their flying magic weapons and are about to rush to Yuquan Palace.

The fireworks stopped and the smoke had not yet dissipated.

Woo...

The low and desolate conch sounded immediately, three long and two short, followed by a bell ringing with a "double" sound. This is to inform everyone to rush to the port and not to fly in the air.

The servant, the inner disciple turned quickly and walked dozens of steps.

The conch stopped, the sound of the clear and yue chime ringed again, the majestic magic drum "bang" and the elegant cymbals and cymbals, the sound of the phoenix flute moved, and the strings of the pipa were shocked.

A sacred and solemn atmosphere suddenly enveloped the entire island, like looking up at the sky, white clouds lingering, the fairy's long sleeves were flying in the void, and the sky gate slowly opened...

The people in the Nanhai Sect couldn't believe their ears, and their movement speed slowed down instantly. Those who were not very proficient in music asked for skepticism, and all the people asked were strange. They waved their hands and said speechlessly, just tilted their heads and listened, and didn't care if they stepped on others' heels.

After the prelude of the song, everyone's mouths opened, their faces were stiff, and they were all dumbfounded. There was obviously hard rock and soil under their feet, but it seemed to be trapped in soft quicksand and could not move.

This, this...

Although there is no lack of high-gong chanting and scattering response in front of it, it is clearly the "welcome the imperial edict"!

According to legend, the Emperor patrols the world on the 25th day of the twelfth lunar month, and the folk Taoist temples welcomed the holy carriage from the beginning of the hour of the year, which was to welcome the phoenix carriage.

In Taoism, in addition to this supreme ritual, there are rituals for welcoming the God of Wealth on New Year's Eve, worshiping Tai Sui, Christmas for the gods and gods of all year round, and even worshiping the Tudigong on the first day and the fifteenth day of the day, there are rituals.

The sects of practice pursue a storm against the sky, unlike the secular Taoism that has so many cumbersome rules that make worship of gods so concrete. However, as well as the Taoist lineage, the ritual repertoire and form are retained, used for fasting and worshiping, birthdays, praying for blessings, exorcism, exorcism, salvation, memorial service, or other grand rituals.

Songs like "Bu Xu Ci", "Rich Skirts and Feather Clothes", and "Ziwei Eight Trigrams Song" can be used in any occasion that praises gods. Only "Welcome the Luan and the Drive" can only be used to welcome the Emperor of Heaven.

If an ordinary VIP comes, it is enough to play a song "Welcome the Immortal Guest". Even if the four major national masters of Yong, Yan, Wu and Yue come together, at most, they will play "The Phoenix Comes to the Yi", so where do you need to use "Welcome the Lun and the Drive"? Even if you want to play, others dare not enjoy it, for fear of losing your life.

The Infinite Heavenly Lord...

This kind of gift can no longer be described as grand, and no one in the world can afford it!

It is unlikely that the Emperor of Heaven will patrol the lower realm. Could it be that the true immortal is coming?

Luo Shang heard the fireworks and the horns were desolate. Then the music gradually started to rise, and he knew that Yun Fei had reported to the elders. Soon, a bunch of footsteps and slight words came from the port square, and her relatives arrived. However, she did not show up to meet, and stood blankly behind the hills, waking up as if she had woken up in a big dream.

With hope of breakthrough and receiving a token from my junior brother, Luo Shang was so happy that his heart was always floating in the clouds, thinking carefully and worried. My junior brother didn't believe that the ancestor was revealed, but he was afraid that he would pass on this attitude to the elder. If it caused the entire sect to be disrespectful, the ancestor was thunderous and the ancestor was furious and was punished with the immortality, how could he be born?

Luo Shang was intertwined with joy and sorrow, worried about gains and losses, and even the song "Welcome the Lunar New Year" was not heard.

Yuquan Palace is located at the top of the mountain in the middle of Luofu Island, and the Swallow Tower is at the foot of the mountain. When Ding Junpei hurried to the port, the people had gathered, and only the elders and those from remote places had not arrived yet. The head sect, Miaoluo, hit the eighth level of the thunder tribulation, and would not come out.

The servants were in a mess, and although they were not clamoring, they were panicked and asked each other: "Where is the boat, where is the boat..."

The inner disciples, especially the elite disciples, are much more calm. They really stand like pine trees, without speaking or moving, and calmly stare at the empty sea.

Ding Junpei was the manager of Yanzilou. He led more than thirty girls through the outermost servitude. After the crowd in the hall, he stood on tiptoe and walked carefully and found the location of his own group of people.

They sort out the information and case files, and their status is naturally much higher than those who do rough work and do odd jobs.

In fact, they basically cut off the path of cultivation and looked down on errands. They smiled fifty steps and laughed at one hundred steps. The real core of the sect is the inner elite disciples and elders, and other personnel serve them, but the division of labor is different.

If ordinary children of inner sects do not get the opportunity and do not work hard to make breakthroughs, they will eventually return to the secular world, and few people can stay in the island.

Chi Fengzi, who is in charge of Yanzi Tower, is just an ordinary elder, while Aunt Ding Junpei is Master Yao Huan, one of the top ten elders, so she usually turns a blind eye to her.

Without the suppression of his superiors, Ding Junpei became more and more domineering. Anyway, he had not broken through the Consciousness Realm before the age of 28, and was not afraid of being sent to the island, so his aunt would keep her for taking care of her.

She has always looked down on Luo Shang, who has no background and no qualifications, and is rustic in the earth. Especially after the clouds rise, she looks at the other person as if they are thorns in their eyes and thorns in their flesh.

Humph, even if the case file is well organized, it is praised by the Great Elder Nanwang, why don’t you get out of here?

After 15 years of Luo Shang's visit to the island, his good sisters left one after another. The new junior sisters surrounded Ding Junpei like humans, isolated her. Often, they were watching flowers and teasing birds in the documents like mountains. The final contribution was not their own, so they could only grit their teeth and endure it.

She was like a rose in the rose garden, shivering in an inconspicuous corner, swallowing her anger.

Ding Junpei looked at the group of elite disciples who were energetic on the left, not daring to look at it anymore, and turned his eyes to the right. Suddenly, he seemed to have discovered some novel continent, his eyes widened. He touched Fu Ping beside him with his elbow, and after leaning over and muttering for a few words, the two of them laughed together.

Luo Shang timidly walked around behind the servant disciples and found the location of the Yanzi Tower. He did not dare to get close to the group of junior sisters, and was lonely on the tail of the team.

As I seemed to be discussing something funny, Fu Ping's sharp voice suddenly rose, attracting everyone's attention.

"...What sister and brother are you doing behind your back, don't know what you did!"

Ding Junpei curled his lips and pretended to comfort:

"Shh... Junior Sister Fu, whisper. We can't afford to lose this person in Yanzilou..."

She said softly, but her voice was louder than anyone else.

"What they did, but I can't say?"

"Oh, Junior Sister Fu, you need to understand this more. The South China Sea is like spring, with birds singing and flowers blooming, and even wild cats howl all night. People are old and old, so howls they can't help it..."

"Hmph, I'm wondering, what's good at the beach? I went to the warehouse to check the people who brought the Swallow Tower? It turned out that there were waves, and it was so big that it was waves one after another. It was so waves that I didn't know how to clean up the grass roots on my body, the leaves on my hair, and the sand on my clothes. I might have beaten many times on the ground... "

"Hmph, the toad wants to eat swan meat, but he doesn't look in the mirror. He is old and ugly..."

They sang and reconciled, sarcastic, and cursed the slander. A dozen people followed him laughed, glanced back intentionally or unintentionally, pointing at him.

Luo Shang clenched his lips, and his face instantly lost its blood.

But she didn't name her name, and she was afraid of being robbed of her when she went to argue, which made her classmates laugh. In addition, she was a submissive person. Even though she was so angry that she trembled all over and tears almost flowed out, she could only lower her head and tidy up her clothes silently.

The close-knit servant heard Yanzilou whispering, and glanced at him with a weird look, but he didn't dare to talk about it. Neither Ding Junpei nor Luo Shang, they could afford to offend him.

The elite disciples were at the forefront, Nan Xing was dejected and didn't understand the mystery in their words. His face was dumb and he didn't know what he was thinking.

A young man with Yun Fei took two steps angrily and was about to scold him, but was pulled back by his senior brother and shook his head slightly.

Not to mention that Ding Junpei's aunt is Master Yao Huan, this woman is like a duck in a pond and has no choice but to argue with them. It will make the water more and more muddy and make everyone look at each other.
Chapter completed!