Chapter 43 Mingguang Main Hall Reports Heavenly Merit
Everyone looked at each other.
Gu Tingfeng's face turned red. He took a step away from everyone and whispered: "Uncle Fang."
The middle-aged man was startled. He looked up and said in amazement, "Master Gu."
A middle-aged man named Fang Long is one of the forty-eight judges in the front hall of Mingguang Hall, commonly known as "judge". He is in charge of judging and recording "minor merit" and "minor merit" on the day of rotation.
The Fang family is a small Taoist family within the Yue Heng Sect, and has always been attached to the Gu family. Seventy-eight out of ten of the judges in the Mingguang Hall are served by Jindan monks. Originally, it was not his turn to be the leader of Fang Long. It was Gu.
Fang Long met Gu Tingfeng at several banquets held by the Gu family and knew that he had extraordinary talent. He entered Chongxiao Pavilion four years ago and had just passed the fourth level of Quefan.
Gu Tingfeng was a head shorter than everyone else and was standing behind him, but Fang Long didn't see him.
Fang Long hesitated and said: "Since Master Gu is here in person, let's record ten micro merits for each person. There really can't be any more, otherwise there will be no suitable name, and it will be difficult to explain to the superiors when it is verified." After that, he took out another one from his sleeve.
A scroll.
Gui Wujiu picked up the scroll that had been rolled out and took a closer look. He saw that the "name" column was completely blank, the merit column was filled with "Micro Gong Three" in ink, and the last title column was filled with "Guarding a certain person".
"A certain temple in a mountain for one month", "Looking after a medicine garden for a month", "Looking after a certain spiritual bird for a month", etc. There are so many kinds of things, you can't help but look weird.
Most of the Chongxiao Pavilion disciples practice behind closed doors, and because they are young, they know very little about what is going on in the sect. At this time, they don’t even know what the hell the Fangdian is doing.
Lan Yu took a step forward and said with a smile: "Fang Dianjing misunderstood. I have serious things to do, and I am not here to fight against the autumn wind." Gu Tingfeng nodded quickly.
Fang Long's face was frozen, and then he realized that he had gone astray.
In the Yue Heng sect, even if it is a big family with a deep foundation, only a few talented people carry the hope of the sect, and the rest are mostly mediocre people. For example, figures of the same generation as Cheng Buming in the Cheng family are still
There are twenty or thirty of them, and all of them have special identities from outside the country. Only two or three of them are expected to form elixirs in the future. The rest will spend their lives wandering in the spiritual realm.
This group of young men usually take advantage of the family, but they never let it go. Pretending to get some minor achievements is just one of them. Because the family is somewhat thin, the judges of the Mingguang Palace are not willing to offend them too harshly.
So every time I just turn a blind eye and get by.
When Fang Long saw that this group of people were so young, and the petite Mu Minli among them was so eye-catching, he preconceptionally thought that they were dandies who came here to seek merit. He did not expect that they actually had any merit to declare.
Ning Puchen stepped forward and said: "This one is not to blame, but it is senior brother's fault."
Fang Long frowned and said: "Gui Wujiu? Who is Gui Wujiu?... Wait, are you Gui Wujiu?"
With a "Teng" sound, he stood up on the futon.
Perhaps the millions of disciples from outside the Yue Heng Sect have not all known the name of Gui Wujia, but in just half a day, the word has spread throughout the six halls and twelve pavilions. In this session of the True Succession Selection Meeting, there is one person named Gui Wujia.
Jiu's disciple, Yinyu Jiuzhu, is the only one in the world.
Gu Tingfeng saw Fang Long's expression of surprise and confusion, looking up and down at Gui Wujiu, as if he didn't believe him, and quickly said: "It is indeed Senior Brother Gui."
A red light suddenly appeared on Fang Long's face, and he said loudly: "Junior Brother Gui, this year's True Successor Selection Meeting..."
Gui Wujiu quickly waved his hand to stop what he was talking and said with a smile: "This matter is quite important. I'd like to trouble Fang Dian to submit it to the judge."
Only then did Fang Long believe that this group of people really wanted to report serious merits and deeds. This kind of fraud was only done among the first-class palace judges, and never took the initiative to expose the truth to the superiors. It seems that the merits reported are not very small.
He looked like this and said quickly: "Junior brother, please wait a moment. Elder Du is on duty today. Fang will go and invite him right now."
The right to judge the final and minor merits lies in the hands of the palace judges. Above them, there are six elders in charge of each palace, all of whom are Yuanying Zhenren. If a major merit needs to be reported, the minor merit must go through his hands. If so,
Heavenly Gong and Shanggong must be judged by the three palace masters. Shanggong can only be repaid. One of the three chief and deputy palace masters can handle it, while Tiangong requires unanimous judgment by the three palace masters, and a written judgment is submitted to the nineteen-year-old.
Turn to Lingguang Hall.
Gui Wujiu stopped again and said with a smile: "The palace master must be asked to come forward regarding this matter."
Fang Long was surprised. It was no fault of his. Even though he was amazing and talented, he was just a spiritual monk, and he actually wanted to report first-rate merits.
But such extraordinary people are beyond his control, so he thought for a moment and said: "Deputy Palace Master Huo has presided over the selection of true successors today, and he should be in the palace now. However, according to common sense, those who declare merit or above should first invite the elders in charge.
, and then let him do a little identification before alerting the three palace masters. However, as Junior Brother Gui is such a person, Fang is naturally trustworthy, so he will pass on the news."
Fang Long's words obviously meant to sell him well. Gui Wujiu heard the elegant meaning of the song and quickly smiled and thanked him. Fang Long didn't dare to say anything, so he turned around and took out a strange black hammer from somewhere in the wall. It was neither gold nor wood, and he pointed it toward the palace.
The golden bell struck nine times in a row.
A series of deep sounds followed, and everyone's hearts were shocked, and they all had the feeling that although the bell was not very loud, it seemed that it could be transmitted thousands of miles away without losing its sound.
After a while, the wall on one side of the hall opened, and if a door appeared, the treasure light could be seen faintly. Fang Long cupped his hands and said, "Junior brother, please come. Fang cannot leave his post without authorization, and I cannot see you off."
Gui Wujiu said goodbye to them and walked towards the door. Immediately, three or four young disciples covered their mouths and shouted softly.
A magnificent building that is three or four times taller than the front hall of Mingguang Hall has appeared. This hall has nine layers and is brilliant. There are six seven-layer towers surrounding it, which look like a palace. Everyone knows this.
The hall is the Mingguang Main Hall.
However, when I looked down from the air when I arrived, I could only see the front hall, not the main hall.
Not only the Mingguang Hall, but also the main halls of the other six halls are the same. The four side halls on the front, back, left, and right are not only the wings of the main hall, but also the base of the hidden formation. The four halls are connected with hidden barriers, hiding the main hall.
The door of the main hall was wide open, and Gui Wujiu and others walked in slowly. They felt that the clothes inside were simpler than those in the side hall. Sitting on the high platform in the hall was a middle-aged Taoist priest in black robes, holding a jade gui in his hand, which was the symbol of farewell.
The soon-to-be Master Huo.
Hall Master Huo said sternly: "You are not to blame, it's you. What great merits do you have that need to be reported? You need to know that although you have nine stars in a row and sent one person, the Merit Hall has always been fair and strict. How much credit is given will be counted.
I won’t accommodate you.”
Gui Wujiu said: "Justice and strictness are exactly what I want. I am bold and want to see Master Wu and Master Huang together."
Each of the six halls has two deputy hall masters with different names. For example, in Mingguang Hall, the two deputy hall masters are named Taiguang Hall Master and Taiwei Hall Master. Huo Chengwen is the Taiwei Hall Master. The main hall master of Mingguang Hall is named
Wu Xingshang, the master of Taiguang Hall is named Huang Mintian. Huang Mintian is the same as Huo Chengwen, at the fourth level of Nascent Soul; Wu Xingshang's cultivation is even higher than the two of them.
Huo Chengwen frowned slightly. Gui Wujiu's statement clearly meant that he had a first-level Heavenly Skill. He pondered for a moment and stopped asking. With a flick of his left hand, two mysterious lights rushed out of the hall.
Xie Yueping, Ning Puchen, Xiu Qinghong, Gu Tingfeng and others all understood at this time, and looked around very excitedly. Watching the true selection meeting today was a feast for the eyes, and everyone felt that their intentions were still unfinished. If the first-rate Tiangong appeared today,
It was truly a worthwhile trip. At the same time, they were even more curious. This senior brother usually practiced with others, so they really couldn't imagine where he could accomplish such a miraculous feat.
Within half a quarter of an hour, two figures appeared on the left side of Huo Zhenren, sitting high on the stone platform.
The one on the left is a black-faced Taoist with a bun, a black robe and a black beard. He is sitting on a futon that looks like a piece of charcoal. He is Huang Mintian, the master of Taiguang Hall. One of them looks like he is only fourteen or fifteen years old.
, but he is somewhat younger and more handsome than Gu Tingfeng. He is dressed in a white robe and jade belt, and looks like a handsome young master from a prince's family. He is the master of the main hall of Mingguang Palace, Wu Xingshang.
Originally, Huo Zhenren was the only one sitting on the stage, but he didn't feel it yet. Now the three of them were sitting together, and there seemed to be a peaceful aura that was as bright and smooth as jade flowing in the air.
The black-faced and black-bearded Palace Master Huang said: "Senior Brother Yuan really lied to me. He said that each of the four side halls of His Highness Mingguang has six heads and forty-eight judges, which is the most comfortable. I can only take over for a month.
There is no leisure anymore.”
Palace Master Wu smiled and said: "In the past, even if I reported one or two meritorious deeds, I would bother Junior Brother Yuan, and Junior Brother Huo would share the burden. Wu has been in this position for 270 years, and this is the first time he has stepped forward as a director. However, Wu doesn't think this is the case.
It's a troublesome thing. Junior Brother Huo invites me and I to come together. It should be a first-rate achievement. Seeing such a grand event, what regrets do you have? I just hope that you don't come here in good spirits and come back disappointed."
These two palace masters seemed to be quite friendly and talkative.
Master Huo pointed at the fly whisk and said, "He is not to blame."
The masters of Wu Palace and Huang Palace were also shocked. Their needle-like eyes were firmly fixed on Gui Wujiu's face. Gui Wujiu bowed calmly and remained silent.
After half a stick of incense had passed, Lord Wu said: "No blame, what merits can you bring to the table?"
Gui Wujiu pulled out a jade box from his sleeve and presented it with both hands.