Distress: My Years in Defeng Ancient Road

Just when Lin Chongyang, Taixue Master, and Saint Master were gathering to make tea and chat, guests from all walks of life also arrived one after another. Taishi Hou and others were responsible for the arrangements.

Grand Master? If the Supreme Master is allowed to do everything, then why should the Six Ministries take orders from the boundless Xuehai?
As an academic institution, Xuehai Wuya invites Taoist and Buddhist forces, so it can only invite the Dharma sect with a bowl of water, because it has no Buddhist and Taoist forces that have established diplomatic relations with Xuehai.

In this selection of the four famous strikers, Xuehai Wuya is the initiator and host. Lin Chongyang and Master Sheng cannot take over.

All the Confucian schools and the three religious sects were invited this time.

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In the blink of an eye, the time came to the day of the ceremony, and Xuehai Wuya also attached great importance to this matter.

An altar made of white jade was set up in the square in advance. On the altar stood a tall statue covered with red silk. According to Confucian etiquette, it should be the statue of the most holy master of Dacheng.

Under the statue are placed a tripod, a gui, a bean, a statue, a pot, a jue, a bamboo slip, a candlestick, an incense burner, a chime and other sacrificial utensils and offerings.

The specifications are prepared according to the highest existing standards of Confucianism.

It is on an equal footing with the standards of heaven, earth, and society.

There are Confucian scholars from the Music Club and the Ministry of Rites around the altar. Before the sacrifice begins, the Confucian scholars from the Shebu Division are responsible for security.

That is, before the sacrifice begins, unrelated people are prohibited from approaching the altar.

"I don't seem to have heard that your lineage will offer sacrifices to ancestors. The only sacrifice of this kind in Taoism is the Luotian Festival. The most grand one is the Four Realms Taoism Martial Arts Competition."

Yuan Wuxiang and others had been playing in other places before, mainly to introduce Jin Liuying and Wang Xiaoming. Meng Danqing brought them with them to collect materials. Yun Wanggui later brought Wen Bodhi over.

In addition to the son of Karma, the Buddhist sect also has Jing Ruchan, who is the master of the lamp, and the monk Wuchen, the leader of the four practices of Zen.

Same as Daomen Fa Sect, there are three people.

"How can I tell you this?" Yun Wanggui casually created a barrier around everyone: "I feel a little disrespectful. If it comes out of my mouth, it will enter your ears. Don't let other people know."

"No problem." Yuan Wuxiang was just watching the fun and didn't think it was a big deal.

Several other people also looked over, including Wen Bodhi, they were all old friends.

Then, I heard Yun Wanggui whisper: "Some people in the door want to replace the statue of my uncle."

"Cough, cough, cough—"

Yuan Wuxiang directly put his hand on his shoulder. The expressions of several other people were also a little nervous, including Jin Liuying. After the head of the Daomen Fa Sect recovered, he complained:

"No, you really dare to think about it."

"The achievements of the previous generations are actually completely fine, at least they can be put together." Wen Bodhi corrected.

After thinking about it, Yuan Wuxiang felt that what his friend said was okay, but that was not the crux of the problem: "Aren't you afraid that senior will shoot you to death?"

"What does it have to do with me? And I just didn't do it because I was afraid."

"Tsk."

"Senior, they probably don't know how to officiate at the ceremony." Wen Bodhi casually lifted the barrier set up by his friends.

"If there were no Confucian sect in the world, Shulou Longsu should be in charge of the ceremony this time. Now, the person conducting the ceremony should be the Rites Department, and the Music Department and the Shooting Department should coordinate the orders."

Meng Danqing is better at this aspect. Among the people present, she has the best and most reliable personality.

Yun Wanggui nodded: "It's almost like what Dan Qing said."

"Xiao Jin will be able to see his uncle later."

Then he slapped away Yuan Wuxiang's hand that fell on his shoulder, and reached out to pat Jin Liuying. He didn't expect that the other person would be affected by the book written by Zhixin after he came to the predicament, but this was also a good thing.

There are far more people like them in the square. People familiar with them can be seen hanging out or chatting with each other almost everywhere.

The ancient De Feng Road, scholarly scholars and Confucian disciples from all over the world all arranged seats to watch the ceremony according to the etiquette. There were viewing platforms around the square, which were used for resting and watching the battle. However, the selection of the four frontiers did not officially start until the ceremony was over.

clang - clang - clang -

The long bell echoed, solemnly and solemnly, and everyone stopped moving in unison. "At the beginning of Huayang, the red gate is red, the sparse buildings are replaced, and the dragon and Lin are not less elegant;

Purple golden flute, white jade qin, palace lanterns, night lights, tan flowers in full bloom, drinking together for a leisurely life. "

The first person to appear was wearing a purple-bottomed dragon pattern on a Confucian shirt, decorated with many glazed beads and jade. His long silver-purple hair was tied up in a white jade dragon-shaped crown. He was unparalleledly gorgeous, free and confident, with two iconic dimples on his face.

It is the leader of Confucianism in the world, and the dragon in sparse buildings.

Dressed in white silk to pave the way, a figure standing in the wind came with a clean figure. Xia Chenglin, the Confucian sage and Mingde chief minister, walked calmly up to the viewing platform.

"When the seven strings are exhausted, where can I find a bosom friend, but to the bright moon and empty forest;

Remnants of brush and ink, who will win the eternal truth, let's listen to the meaning of pines and bamboos. "

Compared to Shulou Longsu's gorgeousness, Xia Chenglin looks more solemn and steady, with complicated and elegant clothes. Compared with the two, they have a completely different style.

The scholarly master who came next, the Holy Master, looked simple and simple in his Confucian shirt.

"As soon as the half-acre square pond is opened, the skylight and cloud shadows are lingering together. I wonder how clear the canal is? It has a source of living water."

The old man with white hair and beard had an extraordinary bearing. He landed firmly on the viewing platform. He was tall and tall, slightly taller than the two young people present. There was no trace of twilight at all.

"The green mountains are separated by a puff of smoke, and I travel across the nine states to compile mythical legends;

The sky is covered with light rain and the light is all broken. When I want to move the curtain, I see the real candle far away in the deep cave. "

Next is the Supreme Master of Xuehai Wuya. Those who know his name, the total number of his sufferings cannot exceed the number of two palms. The black Confucian shirt rustled and landed in the center of the viewing platform. That is his position as the host. .

Suddenly.

Zheng-!
The sound of the sword's chant spread through, like the trembling resonance of the heaven and earth, like the whistle of thousands of birds flying together, just like a pilgrimage, composing the most sacred and solemn hymn.

The swords of everyone present were clanging on their own, and the magnificent clouds were winding like a long dragon, hovering over the sea of ​​​​learning.

"Watch the wild waves, the tide rushes into the world, Tian Ren is your heart;

Reflecting the long sword, the Tao is like stars scattered in the sky, and the sword of Confucianism is the emperor. "

The cold sound of poetry echoed, and the slender figure landed on the right side of the Supreme Master.

He raised his hand and pressed it softly, and the clanging sword chants stopped. Countless people wanted to remember that flawless appearance, but they forgot it because of subconscious awe. Only a vague impression of peerless grace remained.

The Confucian Sword King, Lin Chongyang.

No. 1 among the Four Realms and Three Religions, a millennium legend of Confucianism in the Suffering Realm.

The Supreme Master said: "Everyone, please take a seat."

The five people are seated from left to right: Shulou Longsu, Shengfuzi, Taixue Master, Lin Chongyang, and Xia Chenglin.

As the five people took their seats, others also returned to their respective viewing platforms, waiting for the ceremony to begin. The magnificent clouds dotted the sky and did not disperse, falling with the long bells.

The four departments of Book, Number, Shooting, and Yu are responsible for the guard of ceremony.

The Rites Department is responsible for the ritual dance, and the Music Department is responsible for the ritual music.

Taishi Hou was ordered by the Ministry of Rites to preside over the ceremony. Dongfang Yi was on the altar with him on the right side. Even though he was unwilling to do so, he could only endure it. Who told him that he was the Minister of Shooting and not the Ministry of Rites.

Moreover, anyone who dares to cause trouble at this time will be excommunicated from Confucianism.

Dongfang Yi helped take care of the ceremony, while Xian Zhiyin on the left walked aside and rang the chimes. The sound was majestic, and the Confucian scholars in the music club played the sacrificial music following the melody of the order.

After lighting the incense candle, Dongfang Yi lifted up the red silk and satin, revealing the statue of the most holy master of Dacheng. Taishihou looked solemn and held a jade guide and bowed to the tall statue three times.

Logically speaking, a sacrifice of this standard should be performed by the Supreme Master of Xuehai Wuya.

It's a pity that the selection ceremony of the four famous Confucian players was not of sufficient standard.