Chapter 220: Grand Ceremony



Chapter 220 Grand Festival

Afternoon.

Ning Daoran disguised himself as a young cultivator with ordinary looks and went up the mountain with the big stupid deer. At this time, neither he nor the white deer concealed their auras, both of them were showing their cultivation level of the early stage of the Golden Core.

"senior!"

On the Guiyuan Sect mountain, an old man in green robes flew down and said respectfully, "I am Xu Shuang, the deacon elder of the Guiyuan Sect. I wonder where you are from and why you came to the Guiyuan Sect?"

"I am Zhang Shanfeng, a free cultivator from Qingzhou. I am passing through Huangzhou. I have long heard of your sect's leader, Taoist Zuo, and I am here to pay you a visit. Is this convenient?"

"It turns out to be Senior Zhang Zhenren!"

Xu Shuang hurriedly bowed and said, "The sect master is in the sect, please follow me, senior!"

"Thank you!"

On the way up the mountain, there were all kinds of houses along the way, as well as monks standing on the roadside with their eyes wide open looking over, both adults and children, men and women. The Guiyuan Sect was more like a huge family than a sect.

"Mother, is that... really the legendary Jindan stage ancestor? He looks so young..." asked a young child with pigtails.

"Shh!"

The mother lowered her voice and said, "Don't be so loud. If you disturb Senior Jindan, we won't be able to bear the consequences..."

"Mother!"

The child's eyes lit up, and he said, "If I can participate in the Sacred Tree Festival in the future and practice under the Sacred Tree, I will also become a Golden Core Stage, and I will also be as majestic as this."

His mother doted on him and said, "My son has great ambitions. I hope the Holy Tree can have mercy on our Liu family and grant us some remaining incense and shade!"

Not long after.

On the mountain, in the living room of the sect's main hall.

Ning Daoran sat on one side, picked up the teacup and took a sip. The big stupid deer stood beside him, like a guardian.

Soon, a strong golden elixir aura came out of the cave and transformed into a middle-aged man in a blood-red robe. It was Zuo Qiuhan, the leader of Guiyuan Sect, a great cultivator in the early stage of golden elixir who practiced both magic and body! "Fellow Daoist Zhang!"

Zuo Qiuhan came forward and started to greet him, saying that he had heard of your great name for a long time, but in fact, Ning Daoran rarely used the alias "Master Zhang".

For things like murder and arson, it is more convenient to use the pseudonym Jianjia Sanren.

"Daoyou Zhang."

After a round of greetings, Zuo Qiuhan sat down and said, "Daoyou have always been hanging around Qingzhou. I wonder why you are going south?"

"Just meeting an old friend I haven't seen in years."

"I see."

Zuo Qiuhan's eyes sparkled, and he said with a smile: "In this case, fellow Daoist, why don't you stay in my Guiyuan Sect for a few more days, and let me show my hospitality as a host!"

"In fact, Zhang had some selfish motives when he went up the mountain this time."

Ning Daoran smiled slightly: "I have heard for a long time that Fellow Daoist Zuo practices both Dharma and body, and has achieved great attainments in the Crazy Lion Technique. I have also heard that Fellow Daoist has hidden a fundamental diagram of the lion shape. I wonder if this is true?"

"Lion-shaped fundamental diagram?"

Zuo Qiuhan's expression was stern: "That's right, I wonder why you asked about this lion-shaped fundamental diagram?"

"To be honest, Sect Master..."

Ning Daoran pointed at the big stupid deer beside him and said, "This spirit beast of mine has cultivated a spirit beast secret that allows it to change its shape. But fellow Taoist also knows that the fundamental diagrams of monster shapes in the Eastern Wilderness's immortal cultivation world are extremely rare. Zhang travels around the world, mostly for the purpose of finding the fundamental diagrams of monster shapes."

"I see……"

Zuo Qiuhan's eyes lingered on the white deer for a few breaths, and he even used his spiritual sense to investigate.

Unfortunately, the big stupid deer's body was like a solid wall of iron and steel, and Zuo Qiuhan's spiritual sense couldn't penetrate it at all. For a moment, the leader of Guiyuan Sect couldn't help but be stunned.

"metropolitan."

Ning Daoran smiled and said, "I wonder if the Sect Master would be willing to give up the Lion Shape Fundamental Diagram to me. Zhang is willing to purchase this diagram for 30,000 Spiritual Stones."

"ah?"

Zuo Qiuhan hesitated for a moment, then shook his head and said, "Fellow Daoist, you don't know that this fundamental diagram is the foundation of the Crazy Lion Technique. Without it, I'm afraid it will be difficult for me to make any progress in the Crazy Lion Technique. It's not that I'm stingy and don't want to give it up, but I really can't give it up."

"I see……"

Ning Daoran showed a look of slight disappointment.

"Daoyou Zhang."

Zuo Qiuhan said: "Although there are few monster fundamental maps, they are not absent. There are too many monster fundamental maps in the world. As long as you travel to more states, you will always be able to gain something."

He clasped his fists respectfully and said, "It's rare for you to come to our Guiyuan Sect. You may as well stay for a few more days. In two days, it will be the day of our Guiyuan Sect's grand ceremony. Zuo sincerely invites you to participate. With a great Jindan cultivator like you participating, our Guiyuan Sect's grand ceremony will surely be extraordinarily glorious!"

“Ah~~”

The big stupid deer called out, indicating that the scenery here was nice and it would be okay to stay a few more days.

Ning Daoran's heart was moved. He also felt that if he stayed for another day or two, he might gain something unexpected. So he nodded and smiled, "Thank you, Sect Master!"

"polite!"

Zuo Qiuhan said: "Daoyou can stay in Yingyue Courtyard during the few days you are in Guiyuan Sect. This courtyard is located on the third-order lower-grade spiritual vein. Daoyou can practice here."

"I am sorry for bothering you, thank you very much, Sect Master!"

That night, the man and the deer settled down in a small courtyard full of spiritual energy within the sect.

It can be seen that although Guiyuan Sect can be regarded as a sect that can barely be ranked among the top in Huangzhou, life is extremely tight. Yangui Mountain is small in area, and the spiritual vein is only a third-level low-grade spiritual vein.

Moreover, after countless years, this spiritual vein has almost dried up.

Therefore, the number of caves and houses built on the spiritual veins is quite rare, and Yingyue Courtyard is one of the best places for cultivation on the spiritual veins. Even the true disciples in the sect may not have this treatment.

In addition, as Ning Daoran walked along, he also discovered that the clansmen and disciples of Guiyuan Sect were dressed simply and did not live a good life. Probably all of the savings of this sect were used for spiritual practice.

evening.

Several outer sect female cultivators dressed in sect attire came over, bringing all kinds of delicacies to entertain the distinguished guests. Even Zuo Qiuhan came over, bringing several elders with him to personally entertain the distinguished guests.

After three rounds of drinks.

"Daoyou Zhang."

Zuo Qiuhan narrowed his eyes and asked, "What do you think of my Guiyuan Sect?"

"Excellent, simple and hospitable."

"That's good."

Zuo Qiuhan pondered for a moment and said with a smile: "Since this place is so good, would you consider staying and living in Yan Gui Mountain forever? I, Guiyuan Sect, am willing to make you a first-class worshiper and offer you 3,000 spirit stones every year. What do you think?"

"ah?"

Ning Daoran was stunned for a moment, then shook his head and smiled, "I'm sorry, Zhang has traveled all over the world and is not used to staying in one place for a long time. I hope the Sect Master can understand!"

"Understand, of course I understand!"

There is no mistake in the poem, post, content, and read the book on 6, 9, and bar!

Zuo Qiuhan nodded and smiled: "In that case, Daoist friend, you can stay in Guiyuan Sect for a few more days. After the grand ceremony is over, I will prepare a banquet for you!"

"In that case, thank you very much!"

They drank until very late before Zuo Qiuhan led everyone away.

Several outer sect female cultivators also left one by one, some of them even with a hint of resentment in their eyes.

In addition, when Zuo Qiuhan failed to persuade Ning Daoran to stay and serve as a priest, one of the elderly elders also showed impatience.

He seemed to be extremely disapproving of Zuo Qiuhan's grand hospitality for a passerby. Even if the other party brought a third-stage early stage spirit beast, it would not cause Guiyuan Sect to spend so much money.

Two days later.

Guiyuan Sect’s “Grand Sacrifice Ceremony”.

Early in the morning, Ning Daoran put on a brand new white robe, which was the one made by Chen Weimo.

It was a grand ceremony at the host's house, so as a guest, it was natural for it to treat it with dignity. Therefore, the big stupid deer even took a rare bath. When it left the bathtub, the water in the bathtub was black.

In the early morning, there were bursts of firecrackers in the mountains.

Two beautiful female cultivators came over and said respectfully, "Master Zhang, the sect master ordered the two of us to lead the seniors to the grand ceremony."

"Okay, thank you. Let's go there now."

"yes!"

Instead of flying with the wind, the group followed a small path through the main mountain and headed for the back mountain of Guiyuan Sect.

However, the moment he passed through the main mountain, Ning Daoran frowned, and a very strong evil breath came to his face. Above the sky of the back mountain, dark clouds were densely covered, and the evil breath was rolling! No wonder I felt that there was something fishy about Guiyuan Sect when I went up the mountain before. It seems that there is indeed something fishy.

Even the so-called "grand sacrifice" of Guiyuan Sect may be related to evil spirits.

When Ning Daoran was in the Chaos Sect, he loved reading books. He read a lot of humanities classics and brief histories of the world of immortal cultivation in the library, so he was naturally not surprised by the various secrets of the world of immortal cultivation.

There are thousands of paths to cultivation, and each of them is only for the purpose of advancing in realm.

In order to maintain their thousand-year foundation, some sects do not hesitate to let high-level monsters serve as guardian beasts. But in fact, they constantly seek the blood, flesh and essence of human cultivators to feed the beasts, and rely on the beasts to support the sect.

It is not surprising that some sects, in order to pursue a bright future, do not hesitate to devote themselves to the path of evil, practice various techniques that backfire on themselves, and eventually become the only ones who dominate a region.

Therefore, if there is a sect that "worships" evil spirits and regards them as a way to advance, it does not seem to be anything strange.

The valley behind the mountain was crowded with people.

Zuo Qiuhan reserved the best viewing seat for Ning Daoran, and even had an extremely majestic throne woven from spiritual wood. Only the sect leader could have such treatment.

"Thank you, Master."

Ning Daoran smiled and nodded.

"Fellow Daoist, please wait a moment."

Zuo Qiuhan smiled and said, "The grand ceremony will begin soon. When the sacred tree appears, you don't have to be too surprised."

"oh?"

Ning Daoran smiled slightly and said nothing.

Not long after, the disciples of Guiyuan Sect in the mountains were like savages performing a sacrifice. A group of inner disciples painted all kinds of blood-colored patterns on their bodies. They were naked except for a straw skirt around their waists.

The sound of drums rang out everywhere, and a great witch in the sect chanted something and performed some kind of ritual.

Soon, a group of young disciples of Guiyuan Sect gathered together and walked towards the center of the square. Each of them had excitement on their face, because they were all the lucky ones of this grand festival.

During this grand ceremony, they will be favored by the holy tree and will be able to obtain the vitality injected by the holy tree, which will be of endless benefit to their future practice!

“Welcome the Holy Tree!”

The great witch suddenly roared, and immediately a group of priests followed suit and cheered.

'wrong……'

Ning Daoran frowned, and when his golden elixir consciousness was released, he saw a dense evil rising from the ground. In the next second, with a "boom", a towering ancient tree covered in blood-red rose from the ground! On the branches of the ancient tree, corpses that had been drained of their blood, flesh and essence were staggering, some of them were still wearing clothes, like wind chimes.

“Buzz…”

When Ning Daoran scanned with his spiritual sense, his mind went blank. Among the pile of corpses floating in the wind, one of them was wearing a green suit embroidered with gold edges. It turned out to be...

A set of clothes made by a foundation-building elder of the Chaos Sect! (End of this chapter)


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