Kunlun worship ancestors, the world is full of events.
Kunlun's ancestor is in another place on the top of the Xianfeng Peak Mountain. Although the top of the mountain is small, it is not a place. Although the ancestral altar is above the Xianfeng Peak, it is not directly based on the rocks on the top of the mountain.
This situation is similar to this scene. The steps of the steps of sections float, without moving, just like inlaid in the air. It is not too far away from the Xianxian Hall. After passing through the small forest pond on the top of the mountain, everyone can watch it.
It's a altar floating above the white clouds.
Yaoguang flickered, and the entire altar was just carved from white jade, setting off a breath of dust from the world.
After five days, Leng Xiaoran still looked a little bit lacking, but there was still no different way. Today is the day of Kunlun's ancestor sacrifice.
The preparations are not like the worldly everywhere, pig heads, sheep heads, tea, wine, rice, boxes, fruits and the like, but all kinds of immortal fruit, spirit beast inner Dan, but the most different is the altar
Above the Kunlun Xianzong's long sword is one hundred and eight, it becomes the potential of gossip. [
Since it is Kunlun's ancestors, the martial arts are not related people, so they can only look at it under the altar. However, the people of Xianzong also arranged the seats for everyone, and everyone also enjoyed it.
Talk, laugh at the ancestor sacrifice process.
"Hundred years of life, how short, but not the eyes. The ancestor sacrificing a century, how solemn and solemn it is." Said the Lord Qin Lin of the Six God Beast Family.
"Yeah." Sitting beside Qin Lin was an old man over the sixty years old, and he laughed. "You said it is good. How many times can I meet such things like Kunlun ancestor?" This one
The old man of the sixties is the elder of the world, the elder of the world.
Each door came to the top ten families, and to the nobles on earth, they all came to this ancestors' grandness.
The ""'s long and dull Zhong Ming came, and" 咚 咚 咚 "trembled in the world, and the sky rang through the sky.
The people who were originally lighter to the guests immediately closed their mouths and said nothing. Everyone watched the high platform above the ladder, the high platform made of white jade, carved with a stone monument, but the stele is not Bai Yu.
It is carved. According to the eyes of everyone, it is really clearly seen.
"The ancestor starts" and only hear a vast sound of the sea of sea. "Xuanyuan Shi ..." Soon everyone recognized the owner of the voice.
"Wow" whispered uproar, everyone saw that a white clouds floated above the fairy hall. Although the people sitting below could not see the white clouds, they felt that there were a lot of people above the white clouds.
Hundreds of people drove the clouds, like a fairy. The leader of Xuanyuan Shizong was the first, and then the seven pulse was the first seat, and then the disciples of the seven veins. When you watch this situation, you can see that today's fairy sect is popular, the core disciples of the denominations,
There are hundreds of hundreds, so on, one day, one day you can climb the first power of Huaxia. However, in the world, the wild of the eight parties, there are always countless charm, looking at Xianzong with jealousy, and many famous factions are also day and night. It is also day and night.
Watching this piece of fat with a hard shell.
Bai Yun slowly dropped and dropped under the ladder.
Just like the heavenly soldiers and heavenly generals parading in heaven, they slowly walked up the ladder to heaven, looking ahead, respectfully and quietly.
The altar is neither big nor small, but it is more than enough to accommodate more than 300 people. The leader of the Seven Meridians of the Immortal Sect stood in front of the altar, while more than 300 disciples stood in the 108 sword array.
"Sword Dance Formation" Xuanyuan Shi shouted again, as if it spread throughout Kunlun and reached the sky, the top of the sky.
One hundred and eight of the more than three hundred disciples pulled out the long swords stuck on the ground, while the remaining disciples were sitting cross-legged where the swords were stuck. While sitting cross-legged, their whole bodies slowly emitted rays of light.
Each of the seven meridians has different techniques, so the brilliance of the whole body is also different. The seven-color light illuminates the top of the mountain.
The sword dance disciples danced the long swords in their hands in the sword formation. The long swords were flying with light and the sword shadows were sharp. It seemed that they would hurt the fellow disciples around them, but they passed by in the blink of an eye, and the sword light stopped in a flash, colorful.
The extraordinary beauty of the sword light made everyone in the audience sigh deeply. "How many times can we hear this scene in the world?" Some people lamented and others rejoiced, "Fine food and wine, worshiping ancestors and dancing with swords..."
Leng Xiaoran and others were sitting at the end of the table. Naturally, others did not notice them, and they were too lazy to pay attention to others. Jin Qiang chatted and breathed, and said to Ying Jianjian: "We are talking like this, if I had known I wouldn't come,
It is better to sleep in the cave."
"Heroes see the same thing." Ying Jianjian and Jin Qiang, heroes and heroes, looked at each other sympathetically. For a moment, a disgusting smell spread across their eyes.
"vomit"[
"vomit"
After a while of retching, I finally vomited out this feeling of Longyang.
"Boss, when will this Laozi's ancestor worship end?" Lin Er was also quite interested and asked Leng Xiaoran. In Lin Er's eyes, Leng Xiaoran was beyond his capabilities. He must know that the Immortal Sect's ancestor worship was impossible.
When will it end.
Bai Ling'er glanced at Lin Er, and then said: "It ends at noon."
"What?" Lin Er exclaimed in a low voice, crying silently in his heart.
However, Leng Xiaoran sneered and said lightly: "It's almost time. We have to wait until noon."
"Huh?" Bai Ling'er was stunned, and then remembered that he had learned on Luotian Sandbank that several masked men seemed to be coming to destroy the Immortal Sect's ancestor worship. "With the people of the Immortal Sect, I'm afraid the three of them were just causing trouble.
Right?" Bai Ling'er said with some uncertainty.
However, Mengmei said: "It's also possible that the people of the Immortal Sect can't stop the three of them at all."
"But this land of ancestor worship is not simple." Feng Ji's eyes were sharp and seemed to pierce through some hidden things in front of him. "It is shrouded in a formation. It is impossible to stop the Immortal Sect from worshiping their ancestors.
Already."
"This is only for disciples like Xiao Xiao. Once the opponent's cultivation level exceeds a certain level, everything can be changed." Leng Xiaoran said lightly, but his eyes looked around the top of the mountain coldly, as if he noticed something.
"What's wrong?" Everyone noticed Leng Xiaoran's strange behavior and asked.
"It should be almost done." Leng Xiaoran murmured.
"Hmm!!" Everyone felt a chill all over their bodies. They didn't know where the cold air came from. In short, they had an unknown feeling in their hearts.
Mengmei, who had an inexplicable feeling towards the darkness, also looked around in confusion, "It seems like something is coming..." Mengmei couldn't tell what it was, but the feeling told him that it was coming...
"Throwing Soro" branches trembled lightly, and the branches were gently shaking. There was always a group of unsatisfactory guests surrounding the cliffs around the mountains.
"Hmm!" Xuanyuan Shi, who closed his eyes, also felt the changes in the four weeks and ten miles, and then his face changed slightly. "Do you really want to stop me from Xianzong?"
The first seven veins around and around the seven veins began to discuss.
"The Lord, you said, someone wants to make trouble when worshiping ancestors?" Huo Yan was stunned, because this kind of thing has never happened by foreign.
The fairy sect is large, and the second is Like.
"People who are interested are here. In order to suppress my morale of Xianzong. My Kunlun's sword has lost, and my Xianzong RMB has not dissipated for this. This is the blessing of heaven.
Even the old ancestors will not help us ... "Xuanyuan Shi said indifferently, but the killing intention in the discourse still made the seven pulse's first seat slightly cool.
"The Lord, now I have all entered the altar, and it is from the steps to step down. If someone really comes to trouble, what should we do?"
"I arrange this free arrangement, and I have to be nervous." Xuanyuan Shi said lightly, his expression was average with his voice, and there was never too nervous.
The first laugh in the ice bath said: "There are our fairy arrays around the surroundings, I think there are not a few in this world that can be broken in."
In this regard, Lei Hong's first shook his head slightly, "If they have no strength, why should they shoot?" [
Feng An smiled and said, "If they break in, aren't there we still us?"
"But ..." Lei Hong still felt that there was something strange, and his anxiety always had a stomach.
"Seeing the opportunity. Don't be in a mess." Xuanyuan Shi's voice came again, and then the audio news was made. It seemed that the spell of up to an hour of spell was finished.
However, things really do as they wishes? Xuanyuan Shi is really prepared. Although Xianzong is strong, in order to expand the scale in the past years, he has not hidden the power.
In the audience, few people can feel the wind and rain full of wind and rain, and just smile and look at the world. From time to time, and the surrounding Daoyou tea theory.
"Well ... I didn't think of what the patriarch said. Indeed, some people were going to make trouble again ..." The leader Qin Lin hidden an inexplicable meaning in his smile.
However, at this time, the heaven and earth, the sky and the sky, frowned slightly: "What did you feel when the leader of the Qin Lin clan?" It seemed that he didn't want others to hear.
Qin Lin moved all his body, then the corner of his mouth cracked, and responded softly: "The monkey goes up the mountain, it seems that there is no tiger ..." At a glance, the face of the sky changed, and the words were double -level.
Knowing Qin Lin deliberately speaking, but Tiansang Yang took a look at the other layer of Qin Lin's sentence for granted.
"Really ..." Tian Qianyang laughed and stopped saying much.
And Qin Lin's stunned Tian Qianyang, but the thoughts in his heart thought complicated ...