By the time Zhu Laosan took his son to see the ancient moral monument from afar, it was already on the afternoon of April 17. The sun rising from the east had already hung in the middle of the sky, making Ma Laosan's head smoke. Because he had walked too many roads today and had been standing for a long time, Zhu Laosan's own feet had become hot. Standing there was like stepping on a red iron plate, walking a step was like being stabbed by needles. If he hadn't prepared some dry food and water before, he wouldn't have been able to hold on.

Zhu Laosan's son's face, who was just eleven years old, was pale. If Zhu Laosan hadn't held it with one hand, his son would have been unable to stand.

Zhu Laosan also felt sorry for his son, but at this time, he could not let his son sit on the ground, as it would be considered pious and indecent. In this way, he would have spent all his efforts over the past ten years.

But at this time, even if you can't stand, you have to stand, because the long team, like a curved snake, had already clamped the father and son, and Zhu Laosan could only follow the team and slowly move forward.

"Son, hold on, wait until you get back, dad will let you eat the candied haws for half a month..." Zhu Laosan could only comfort his son like this, and at the same time, he quietly took out a piece of ginseng slices that had been prepared from his body, and quietly stuffed them into his son's mouth, and he also took a piece of it. In this way, he could let his son support him and turn the ridge and see the ancient moral monument.

The moment when he saw the ancient moral stele, even if Zhu Laosan was a person who did not believe in ghosts and gods, at that moment, his whole mind could not be taken away by the ancient moral stele.

The ancient moral stele is 210 meters high and more than 50 meters wide. It is pitch black all over. The surface is extremely bright, like a mirror, standing in a basin in Hongyu Mountain like a huge tombstone. It is solemn and cold, revealing an inexplicable atmosphere. The noon sunlight shines on the tall ancient moral stele. The magnificent body of the stele is still extremely dark, without any reflection, and seems to be able to completely swallow the sunlight.

Just after looking at the ancient moral stele, Zhu Laosan felt that this thing was definitely not an artificial thing. In his heart, he was filled with unspeakable awe of the huge black stele body, and even a hint of fear. The fatigue just now disappeared in an instant.

When the ancient moral stele first appeared, of course it was not like this. There were also some ridges and mountain walls around it. The ancient moral stele itself was embedded in a collapsed mountain wall. However, over the past two hundred years, after the continuous transformation of the Swallow Hall, the topography and landform within ten kilometers of the center of the Swallow Hall has been completely changed. This place has become a huge open square, which can accommodate millions of people at the same time. When the Swallowing Monument was first born, it was completely open, and anyone who wanted to see it. Now, this place is already a holy place for the Swallowing Party. Usually, only some of the backbone of the Swallowing Party can come in. Every year, only on the day of the Monument Festival, ordinary people have the opportunity to come here to see with their own eyes what the famous Swallowing Party looks like.

The teams lined up to perform the "Touching Monument" ceremony are not just Zhu Laosan and the others, but there are four teams in total, from four directions, southeast, west and north, and each team is crowded with people. Under the Tai Ancient Moral Monument, four-story passage corridors are built like overpasses around the Tai Ancient Moral Monument. People entering each direction can enter the different levels of passage corridors without disturbing each other, perform the "Touching Monument" ceremony, and then flow to different directions of the square.

From seeing the ancient moral monument to slowly coming to the underside of the ancient moral monument, Zhu Laosan took about an hour. All the people who came in from their direction entered the corridor on the second floor. The surging crowd bit their fingers one by one, stretched out their hands from the passage while walking, applied their blood on the magnificent monument of the ancient moral monument, walked around the ancient moral monument counterclockwise, and then left from the exit of the passage. This is the "touching the monument" ceremony.

Some fanatical believers and backbone of the Swallowing Party even cut their palms with swords and pressed bloody handprints on the monument to show their piety.

I heard that when the Taoist master realized the truth under the ancient moral stele, he bit his fingers and applied his blood to the ancient moral stele every day. Finally, he had some sense of the ancient moral stele. This legend slowly spread and became today's "touching the monument" ceremony.

From the perspective of the corridor on the second floor, the ancient moral monument turned into a black wall. As soon as he walked into the passage on the second floor, looking at the blood and bloody handprints all over the wall, Zhu Laosan didn't feel pious in his heart. Instead, a cold air rose and he couldn't help but shivered.

Zhu Laosan followed others in a daze and wanted to break his fingers, and asked his son Zhu Guangsi to do it with him. Then he stretched out his trembling fingers and applied his blood to the ancient moral stele. Because he was a little nervous, Zhu Laosan even forgot what he felt like when he exchanged most of his income from selling tofu for ten years...

Surrounded by the crowd, after touching the ancient moral monument in a hurry, Zhu Laosan and his son left the ancient moral monument along the exit of the passage, and were guided to the area beside the outer periphery of the ancient moral monument square, and finally could sit on the ground.

The surging crowd was like four streams of water pouring into the square, constantly rushing in. In the evening, the entire square around the ancient moral monument was already full of people, and the number of people was definitely over one million. Looking around, there were a crowd of people. After completing the "Touching the Monument" ceremony, the closer the seat was to the ancient moral monument, the higher the status in the swallowing party.

The climax of the Monument Opening Festival has not yet arrived. The climax of the Monument Opening Festival is after the last ray of sunlight leaves the ancient Moral Monument. At that time, Taoist Master Meng Shidao would come to the scene to tell everyone the sutra for an hour, and then accept disciples.

After advancing to the sky, Meng Shidao would publicly show her face here almost every year on the day of the Monument Festival. Even if Meng Shidao was the Grand Tutor of Taixia a few years ago, he would come here from Xuanyuan Hill to celebrate the Monument Festival with everyone.

Countless backbones of the Swallow Hall, the presidents and members of the Moral Society, come here from thousands of miles a year, so that they can meet Meng Shidao and listen to the sutras taught by Meng Shidao. Those who are most respected by Meng Shidao in the Swallow Party will even receive Meng Shidao's initiation and be taught the secret book of "Guizhen Sutra".

While sitting on the edge of the square to rest, Zhu Laosan was waiting nervously and nervously. To be honest, if he could meet Meng Shidao here, even if it was far away, he could brag about the people in the Zhu family for many years after he went back. If his son could be selected by Meng Shidao here and become one in ten thousand lucky, then their Zhu family would have completely turned over.

Meng Shidao’s disciples did not choose disciples from wealthy families or key families of the Party. But every year, several children from ordinary families were attracted by Meng Shidao, and they became legends in their hometowns one by one. It was inspired by these role models that Zhu Laosan also had the courage to take his children to try it out.

Before the sun was about to set, thousands of people in white clothes came. Those were disciples of Hongyu Academy. After completing the "Touching the Monument" ceremony, all of them sat in the area closest to the ancient Moral Monument.

By this time, every position in the square around the ancient moral monument was already crowded with people.

"Benevolence is the heart of Tao, virtue is the body of Tao, etiquette is the use of Tao, righteousness is the movement of Tao, Tao is the thing, only vague and vague. There are images in it; there are things in it, dark and dark, there are essences in it; there are true essences in it, there are faith in it, the great way is nameless, only the Tao follows..."

After coming to the square, the disciples of Hongyu Academy began to recite loudly. Slowly, millions of people began to recite together. The sound shook the mountains. Almost everyone could recite this passage as long as they were the party devouring the party.

As the last ray of light of the sun left from the highest point of the ancient moral monument, the sound of reciting in the entire square slowly stopped.

"Everyone stood up and welcomed the Taoist master..." A loud and majestic voice sounded over the square. After hearing this sound, all the people sitting on the ground stood up at the same time, standing respectfully and solemnly.

"Dad, I can't see it..." Zhu Guangsi said in a low voice, shook Zhu Laosan's hand.

Because he was young and stood at the outermost periphery of the square, after everyone stood up, Zhu Laosan's son was drowned among a group of adults. All he saw was the waist and legs of the people in front, but the things in the distance were invisible.

Zhu Laosan quickly made a move for his son to be silent and calmed down. He widened his eyes and looked at the ancient moral monument in the distance.

Zhu Laosan didn't see how Meng Shidao came from. But after everyone stood up and the entire square suddenly became quiet, a figure in a black robe, like a magician, stood at the highest point of the ancient moral monument, looking down at the millions of fanatical disciples standing below.

"Welcome to the Taoist Master, I wish the Taoist Master a permanent chakra and the great way to be forever!" Millions of people congratulated loudly at the same time, saluting to the figure standing on the ancient moral monument...

At this time in previous years, after everyone greeted him, the figure would usually say, "The great way is not the great way of one person, but the great way of everyone. Please sit down, and I will preach to you next..." Then everyone will sit down, and the figure will start sitting cross-legged at the highest point of the ancient moral monument to start preaching to you.

But today, the figure was somewhat unconscious. After everyone saluted, they did not speak for a while. The person did not speak. The millions of party devouring disciples in the square could only stand, looking at the figure standing on the ancient moral monument with dry eyes. I don’t know what to say next, but the atmosphere at the scene became strange inexplicably.

Finally, the man standing on the ancient moral monument spoke. The man sighed and said, "It's finally here..."
Chapter completed!