Master on the side of the road, don't pick it up

The hospitality of each sect and sect more or less reflects the style of the sect.

For example, Hanshan will choose to show the Treasure Pavilion and the Shenbing Pavilion to the guests and Taoists, and visit the Dragon Mountains in a mighty way, and at the same time, he will send several beautiful attendants to serve him.

The Taiqing Sect mainly travels by itself, experiencing the life of the sect up close, and there will be enthusiastic disciples to accompany them wherever they go, creating a harmonious and lively atmosphere.

Although the aristocratic sects below do not have the grandeur of these two sects, they still do their best to hope that guests will feel at home.

Only the emperor's son descended, and he was the only one who stood out, that is, he had to be unusual.

There is Tiandao staring down from above, whoever comes, first send it to the Yuanyou building, and once the gate of the pagoda tree is closed, it is not recommended for guests to step out of the room at other times In the next step, a barrier was also set up to prevent guests from gathering in the house in disguise, cutting off the possibility of playing Pai Gow and mahjong.

So bored that he either practiced in the house day and night, or wandered up and down between the floors of the Yuanyou Building, asking his colleagues to come out and chat outside the corridor.

For the first two days, Taiqingzong's disciples were peaceful, but later they were often seen leaning on the fence with their arms folded, blowing the moist wind from the emperor, knocking the melon seeds in the storage bag, sharing their recent cultivation experience, and A new storyline.

Because Xie Zhuchun and the others lived on the fifth floor, Shen Zhexue was lucky enough to walk up and down the Yuanyou building, and listened to so many boring remarks along the way.

Even the rumors of the evil sect have been spread to such an extent that gods, gods and ghosts have been mixed in, adding too much imagination.

Shen Zhexue slowly returned to the top floor and stood on the railing.

The emperor descended during the day and lost the embellishment of the galaxy at night, it was silent and empty, the attendants came and went silently, and occasionally a purple-clothed disciple swept across the sky.

Their sect seldom interacts with fellow sects, and flying is not strictly prohibited in the sect, so when they look up at the sky, often the lonely shadow of the disciple flickers, like a purple butterfly splashing water on the nameless lake.

The nameless lake reflects the blue sky, the water is as translucent as jade, without waves or waves.

Shen Zhexue watched quietly for a moment, feeling a faint chill in the water vapor.

Yan Yuanhan's figure appeared behind him, and said, "Elder Shen."

A layer of spiritual waves swayed, and a powerful barrier opened, isolating the two from the outside world.

Tiandao lowered his eyes and opened a barrier to prevent prying eyes. It was disrespectful in the emperor's etiquette, but it was really Yan Yuanhan's style.

Elder Yan never talked much, and said concisely: "After the opening ceremony, come down with me."

With Elder Yan's words, Shen Zhexue was relieved, and only asked one more question: "Is there anyone else going with you?"

"Yes." Yan Yuanhan said, "You will know when the time comes."

Shen Zhexue nodded in agreement.

Shen Zhexue was still hesitant when Shi Yuan wanted to go out to search together with Master, but after Ye Jun Rujing's words that day, they all regarded Shi Yuan as a party fighting against the Dao of Heaven. It doesn't matter what you don't go anywhere, it doesn't make much difference whether you stay in Dizi Jiangxi or leave the battle.

What's more, the dark seed of the evil current in Shi Yuan's body still worries Shen Zhexue, and now that the evil current has changed in the four directions, it may not be a good thing to hide.

"On the day of the opening ceremony, the emperor descended to invite the world to hexagram. This matter..."

Shen Zhexue has always followed the principle of never talking nonsense in front of Elder Yan, but this matter was too strange, so she asked tentatively in the end: "What do you think?"

Yan Yuanhan was noncommittal, but after a long time he said: "Is this the fate of the people in the world?"

Asking such a question, Shen Zhexue was really surprised.

Yan Yuanhan looked indifferent, turned to look at him, and repeated: "Do you think this is the fate of the world?"

Shen Zhexue lowered her eyes and thought for a while, then raised her eyes and said, "That's thousands and thousands of ways of heaven."

Yan Yuanhan faced him silently, neither asked nor made a sound, turned around after a while, and left.

After sending Yan Yuanhan away, Shen Zhexue returned to the bedroom, and a maid came to hand over the post for the opening ceremony of the sect. He stared at the correct handwriting and sighed.

In the next few days, puppets descended from the emperor successively came to tell the fate of the Taiqingzong disciples, and most of the inscriptions given were ambiguous, so the Taiqingzong didn't take it very seriously.

The opening ceremony will be held ten days later.

As foreigners, Shen Zhexue and others are not allowed to participate in close quarters, but they can wait and see in front of Yuanyou Building.

In the early morning of the day of the grand ceremony, the emperor Jiangxi was still silent, and there was no sign of any grand ceremony that was about to be held.

Until a bell that shocked the sea of ​​consciousness rang, reverberating in the sky and the earth, causing ripples in the hanging spirit screen.

The bell rang in the sky, and the purple-clothed sect disciples came out in a file, like purple-clothed celestial guests rushing to the fairy banquet, walking through the emperor's son descending.

They were all dressed in splendid attire, and they flocked to the star platform in an orderly manner without making a sound.

"There are so many people." The young disciples looked up at the sky and said in surprise.

In fact, compared to the Taiqing Sect, there are not many disciples of Emperor Zijiangxi, not even a small sect that is a little more prosperous.

But after living for a few days, they almost thought that there could not be a hundred people in this nuoda sect. After all, it is rare to see one or two every day.

The bells in the distance are ringing more and more frequently, the sky is lingering with purple air, and the clouds are thousands of miles away.

The seven spiritual monarchs led the disciples under the star platform, brushed off their robes and knelt down, reciting a lengthy congratulatory speech devoutly, their voices almost overwhelming the heavy bell.

Everyone in the Taiqing Sect held their breath and concentrated, shocked by the singing.

Immediately afterwards, a ray of purple light descended from the sky and landed on the towering star platform, and a majestic spiritual force surged in all directions, passing through the sea of ​​consciousness and bodies of everyone present without any obstruction.

After a long time, Qin Gu really felt her sleeves being pulled.

"Senior Sister Qin, is that Jingjun Siming on it? What kind of cultivation is he?"

Qin Gu really couldn't answer.

Maybe Jun Rujing in normal times is just a strong man with a little strength, but at this moment he is no longer just a monk in the four directions.

This was Qin Guzhen's first time watching the prayer ceremony from such a long distance, without the trembling of the soul under the star platform, a question suddenly arose in her heart.

What is Jun Rujing thinking at this moment, is he really pious enough to be favored by heaven?

Then she inexplicably thought of Leng Wenyan, the daughter of the suzerain who had escaped death in the illusion, leaned against the head of the bed, took a spoonful of medicine she fed, smiled weakly, and said, "Thank you."

Shi Yuan stood beside Shen Zhexue and said in a low voice: "Master, can Jun Rujing see his own future?"

"Maybe." Shen Zhexue said: "Knowing and not knowing, these are two kinds of results."

They couldn't detect the situation on the high platform with their spiritual sense, but Jun Rujing must be dancing, accompanied by the wind on his sleeves, waves of spiritual waves rippling out, everyone only felt a flash of light, and when they opened their eyes again, they were surprised to find that , I was no longer in place.

——It's illusion.

Shen Zhexue looked at the vast snow field that suddenly appeared in front of her eyes, and realized what kind of form Jun Rujing would ask the people of the world.

This is a grand illusion that can be called against the sky, and its scope covers the four directions. All the people who put the birth date into the spirit array will sink into the illusion together, in order to ask an answer about the future.

Behind him came the muffled sound of boots stepping on the snow, and Shen Zhexue heard Jun Rujing's voice.

In the illusion, his voice was hoarse than usual, and he asked, "Do you really want to know?"

Shen Zhexue couldn't turn his head back, he heard himself say: "Yes, I'm here... to ask the hexagram."

Jun Rujing sighed softly.

"You can't come back." He said without any tact: "Go to the battle now, there is no turning back."

Well, it is directly sentenced to death.

Shen Zhexue sarcastically said, "Really?"

Jun Rujing said again: "It was my fault in the past. You chose not to say it. Now it seems that it is indeed a good thing."

kindness?What does it mean.

Shen Zhexue thought in her heart that this hexagram question didn't seem very clever, so why is this guy talking to himself.

He was restricted by the illusion and couldn't move, so he heard Jun Rujing continue: "You love your disciple, and you don't let him know for the rest of your life. It will save you the pain of parting in the future. The matter of love... is really a big deal for us." It shouldn't."

Shen Zhexue only felt a bang in his head, like a strong wind passing through the hall, breaking open the doors.

The snow is flying in disorder, and the world is plain.

"What did you say..."

Boom-!

A loud bell knocked away the goose feather heavy snow in front of him, Shen Zhexue came back to his senses, but found that he was still outside the Yuanyou Building.

Sweat soaked the clothes, but only half of the people present were still standing, and most of them were already limp on the ground, and they hadn't recovered from the earth-shattering bell.

With a flick of Yan Yuanhan's sleeves, the cold wind lifted up the bodies of all the disciples who had fallen down, and from Shen Zhexue's perspective, Yan Yuanhan's mouth corners were tightly pressed, and even the peak of his eyebrows became colder.

"Hey, the person who rings the bell has a headache." Elder An wiped the sweat from his forehead, "It's nothing more than the yin and yang of fortune-telling, why are you deliberately scaring people?"

The disciples were even more apprehensive, and asked their fellow disciples what they had seen and heard in the phantom. After hearing their description, Shen Zhexue felt a little puzzled in his heart.

What these disciples describe is clearly rigid asking for hexagrams, and even the words of the question are exactly the same, which is not as vivid as in his illusion.

The opening ceremony of Emperor Zijiangxi was carried out very quickly, perhaps due to the influence of the illusion, and everyone had no intention to pay attention to the specific movements in the distance.

With a more abundant spiritual power covering the sky above the star platform, the ceremony that really belonged to the Emperor's Son Jiangxi Sect officially began, and no one else was allowed to find out.

Shen Zhexue and Shi Yuan walked back to the top floor of Yuanyou Building.

Shi Yuan described in detail what he saw and heard in the illusion, which was no different from what other disciples saw.

Jun Rujing appeared in it, and went through the process of asking hexagrams very rigidly. Since Shi Yuan didn't take the initiative to ask hexagrams, Jun Rujing looked at each other for a long while before being called back by a bell.

"This illusion is too exaggerated." Shen Zhexue stared, but saw that there were already two people standing in front of the corridor on the roof, and one of them was leaning on the pillar to look at the scenery below.

"Tuesday?" Shen Zhexue asked in surprise, "Why are you here?"

On Tuesday, he turned his head and whistled, and Yan Yuanhan behind him said: "He is the one who wants to go down together."

"Ah?" Shen Zhexue was puzzled, "He..."

"Elder Shen, don't look down on me." Tuesday smiled and said, "After all, I had a little relationship with Jun Rujing back then, and the entrance of the formation is in his residence, you can't get in without me."