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Chapter 110 Four: The Opening【New book for subscription】

Elder Xu Changchang, who was sitting under the Holy Master Da Luo, stood up from his seat, paced in the middle, and said loudly.

"Sacrifice to the ancestors!"

when!
A chime bell sounded, the sound was thick and long, and it was endlessly evocative. Suddenly, the movements of the guests froze, and the noise became quiet.

The chime bells seem to carry the vicissitudes and solemnity of endless years. As time goes by, the sound becomes louder and louder, echoing the sky, like the sound of sacrifice, communicating the spirits of the ancestors of the Daluo Holy Land from generation to generation, and offering sacrifices.

Everyone's expressions were extremely solemn, whether they were disciples of Daluo Holy Land or guests who came to watch the ceremony.

The Holy Lord of Da Luo got up, and three huge spiritual incense appeared in his hand, which was inserted on the incense table with great solemnity. Then he bowed slightly in the direction of Da Luo Hall, bowed down, and a majestic voice sounded.

"May our ancestors bless me Daluo!"

All the Da Luo disciples and the elders bowed down in unison, extremely respectful, and their voices pierced through the sky!
"May our ancestors bless me Daluo!"

The Great Luo Holy Land needs generation after generation of the Great Luo Holy Land to do everything they can to defend it and carry it forward. The Great Luo Hall shook slightly, as if the spirits of the ancestors had appeared and responded.

When the sound of sacrifice finally dissipated in the wind, Elder Xu Changchang stood up again and said loudly.

"Banquet guests!"

In an instant, endless colorful rays of light descended from the nine heavens, which were so dazzling that they could compete with the scorching sun, and the auspicious clouds that symbolized auspiciousness drifted down, lingering in the entire Sword Ceremony Square.

The rays of light and auspicious clouds reflect each other, creating a scene of a blessed land of immortals, with rays of light shining everywhere and auspicious mist everywhere.The eyes of all the monks were full of splendor, and they were full of exclamations.

Even the monks could vaguely see figures flickering in the depths of the endless clouds, as if they were constantly approaching.

As the clouds dispersed, pairs of disciples of the Da Luo Holy Land came in orderly, holding incomparably sumptuous delicacies in their hands, shuttled back and forth, and served all kinds of delicacies for the tables and seats.

Lingguo vegetarian food, clear tea, and Baihua Xianlu are prepared for many Buddhist guests; precious fruit spirit wine, dragon liver and phoenix marrow, and fairy jade wine are prepared for Taoist disciples.

Of course, the unique spiritual fruit of the Da Luo Holy Land is also indispensable, and the Da Luo Spirit Fruit has quite extraordinary magical effects on the monks of the Foundation Establishment Realm and the Golden Core Realm.

All of a sudden, all the monks began to savor this sumptuous feast, drinking and drinking, chatting and laughing happily, creating a harmonious, peaceful and lively atmosphere.

At three o'clock in the afternoon, the melodious sound of the piano sounded, with a hint of lightness and joy, followed by the sound of drums, hitting the hearts of everyone. The next moment, all kinds of music lingered in Jiandian Square, making people feel extremely comfortable .

Once again, there were many figures among the clouds, and [-] sword dancers held spirit swords, their sleeves fluttered, leaping into everyone's eyes, dancing gracefully to the melodious music.

The posture of the sword dance is sometimes cold and bleak like Chang'e flying to the moon, sometimes full of vitality and full of spring like a spring returning to the earth, and sometimes like a fairy coming out of the dust and ethereal.

All the monks were so mesmerized by the sight, they didn't want to move their eyes, and some monks didn't even realize that the wine was spilled from their hands.

After drinking for three rounds, the leaders of the Great Luo Sword Ceremony in the major holy places stood up one after another and sent congratulatory words.

"Taiyi Holy Land came to congratulate, and wish Daluo Holy Land a long and prosperous future!" A middle-aged monk with a gentle face came from Taiyi Holy Land, bowed and saluted, and congratulated loudly.

"Taixuan Sacred Land is here to congratulate you. I wish the Da Luo Sacred Land will gather together, and the talents will come forth in large numbers!" The representative of Taixuan Sacred Land is a graceful and luxurious lady, congratulating with a sweet smile.

"Golden Sun Holy Land sincerely congratulates, I wish Da Luo Holy Land a deterrent to the world!" Lin Zhenghua congratulated with a smile on his face and bowed slightly.

Holy Master Da Luo, who was sitting on the high platform, nodded slightly as he listened to the congratulations from the major holy places.

With the end of the sword dance, all the monks looked into the depths of Yunxia again, looking forward to it.

Whoosh-!
Whoosh-!
Yunxia rolled over for a while, and two streamers of light flew out. They were the core disciples of the Daluo Holy Land. Their auras were extremely terrifying. They had already reached the perfection of the Golden Core Realm. They were indeed two Golden Core real people. .

"Senior Brother He, you have to be careful, I won't be polite!" A young man with a handsome face and seemingly young age clasped his hands slightly and laughed.

That Senior Brother He was a middle-aged man with a steady expression, and said calmly, "Junior Brother Duan, please!"

The appearance of the two caused an uproar among the crowd. That young man is a proud figure in Da Luo Holy Land, and many of the guests who came to watch the ceremony had heard of his name.

Qing Yun hand, Duan Yutang!
A leader among the core disciples of Daluo Holy Land, a popular candidate for promotion to true disciples.

The next moment, the two shot at the same time, and the Xuanqing aura in Duan Yutang's body permeated the whole body, directly covering his figure. The majestic Jiazi god general phantom.

Senior Brother He's expression was dignified, he didn't expect Duan Yutang to be so competitive, he displayed the supernatural power of Liu Ding Liu Jia as soon as he came up, he had to be ready for battle.

I saw a war knife flying out of Senior Brother He's dantian.

The battle between the two was on the verge of breaking out. Tian Ge, wrapped in unparalleled power like a heavenly knife, slashed at Senior Brother He with a single blow. The speed was so fast that all the disciples saw a flash of green light, and the next moment had already arrived.

Falling behind Zangfeng!

Senior Brother He took a step forward, and all the sharpness of the saber in his right hand converged on the blade, and he slashed away from the bottom up.

boom!
The strong aura ripples generated by the collision of supernatural powers spread, and the surrounding clouds were completely empty.

"Happy, Senior Brother He, pick me up Qingluan Fengyu!"

The two fought evenly, Duan Yutang's eyes were full of fighting spirit, his hands flashed green, a pair of treasure-quality blue gloves wrapped his hands, and a steady stream of spiritual energy poured into his right hand.

Seeing Duan Yutang stretch out his right hand, endless clouds gathered and condensed into a cloud, Qingluan, with a sharp cry, soared into the sky, and stared at Senior Brother He extremely fiercely.

With the wings flapping, Qingluan's figure gradually became unreal, but the thousands of green feathers became more and more solid, with sharp wind blades wrapped around them, cutting a few cracks.

fall!
Thousands of green feathers covered the sky and fell towards Senior Brother He, it was extremely spectacular and extremely dangerous!
Senior Brother He stepped on the gossip with an incomparably dignified expression, and took a step in each of the eight directions in succession. The traces of sharp air gathered from all directions. Condensed, a phantom of a white tiger entwined with evil spirit appeared behind him, roaring angrily.

Cut the sky in all directions!

With a swung of the sword that had been stored for a long time, the phantom of the white tiger was divided into eight, and the eight blades plowed a deep ditch on the ground, soaring into the sky, and fused into a sky-slashing blade entwined with an incomparably huge evil spirit.

The wind and feathers all over the sky confronted the sky-slashing blade!

The violent explosion raged in mid-air, and the strong wind generated by the aftermath was quite painful when it hit everyone's faces.

"Accepted, Senior Brother He!"

In the end, Duan Yutang was slightly better. Senior Brother He looked at the wound cut by Feng Yu, nodded calmly, and said nothing.

The two bowed respectfully to the high platform, then turned into two beams of light and disappeared into the clouds.

Witnessing such a wonderful and rarely seen Jindan real person competition on weekdays, all the disciples were engrossed in watching it, and they didn't come back to their senses for a long time.

At this point in the Great Luo Sword Ceremony, the opening session has been completely over, and the next step is the competition session.

(End of this chapter)