Chapter 186 The Son of God succession ceremony, it was really a headache to let them get together
Although the battle for the position of the Son of God and the Holy Daughter had ended, many people on the surrounding platforms still looked as if they had not recovered and were still shocked.
The elders of the various sects felt their mouths dry and bitter, and even felt their scalps tingling. Has the younger generation become so powerful? Not to mention Jiang Lan, this evil freak who suddenly appeared out of nowhere. He has been hiding so deeply and keeping a low profile for so many years, probably just for this day.
If he doesn't make a sound, he will be a surprise. From today on, who among the younger generation can be his opponent? Such strength makes his peers despair and makes the older generation feel cold in their backs and hands and feet.
Li Mengning's strength also surprised many people.
"With this guy in Taiyi Sect, the young generation of this generation basically has no hope. They will all live under his shadow..."
"It really proves the saying that in a great struggle, if there is a bright moon in the sky, then the rest of the people, no matter how brilliant they are, will become green leaves and only have the qualification of being a foil."
"It's really sad to be from the same generation as such a monster."
The elders of the Goddess Palace, Qingxu Sect, Shengyi Mountain and other immortal sects close to Taiyi Sect looked at each other, sighed, and came back to their senses from the shock, all of them expressing admiration in their words.
The group of young disciples who followed behind them all had heavy expressions on their faces, as if an invisible mountain had suddenly appeared on their shoulders, pressing them to the point of suffocation.
If they were facing a genius like Ji Mingxuan, they would still want to compete with him, but when facing Jiang Lan, they all had the same thought at this moment... With him around, they are afraid that no one will be able to stand out in this life.
From the beginning to the end of the fight, Jiang Lan acted calm and relaxed. No one knew where his true strength lay. Other than that he was unfathomable, there was no other feeling.
The visitors from various family groups had similar moods at this time, except for the elders from the Ancient Dao Sect, Heavenly Demon Palace, and Biyou Cave Heaven, who had ugly expressions on their faces and clenched their hands, regretting that such a genius was not their disciple.
"The Taiyi Sect is truly blessed with great fortune and luck. Not only has a saint appeared in the world, but there is also a freak like this among the younger generation. I'm afraid that Li Sheng is far from being so scary at this age..."
"Haha, in the next hundred years, or even longer, I'm afraid there will be no chance for us to make a name for ourselves. We will be suppressed by the Taiyi Sect and will be unable to breathe."
Elder Dongfang He of the Ancient Daoist Sect had a long time no smile on his calm and elegant face. He was staring at Jiang Lan on the central platform, his emotions churning in his heart.
And as if they felt the gazes coming from him, three gazes instantly fell on him from the three bronze palaces in the deepest part, like three towering and majestic mountains pressing down. One of them was accompanied by a terrifying cold snort, exploding in his heart.
Dongfang He's expression changed drastically, he was terrified and his face turned pale. He quickly put away all his thoughts, lowered his head and became honest.
He almost forgot that this was the territory of Taiyi Sect, and a saint was sitting right above his head.
The other elders around Dongfang He, sensing this terrifying and subtle pressure, quickly put away all their thoughts.
"Zhu Yun, you once met Young Master Jiang in Anyang City. After returning to the sect, you told me that Young Master Jiang was not the same as the rumors said."
"At that time, I asked you what was different, but you hesitated and couldn't say a word for a long time. It turns out that you knew that Master Jiang had such a background..."
"Even your teacher has been kept in the dark by you."
The leader of the Yao Chi Sect, Fairy Yun Ni, has a face like a full moon and a beauty as soft as a flower. Although she is old, she is still very beautiful.
She chuckled and looked at Ling Zhuyun beside her.
Ling Zhuyun didn't expect that her master, who was always rude to men and rarely mentioned them, would say such unprecedented words to her today.
“Master… Master…”
She didn't know how to explain it for a moment. To be honest, even she was surprised. She never expected that after meeting him today, Jiang Lan had become so powerful.
I am no longer his opponent.
Fairy Yun Ni smiled and said, "Why are you so flustered? Your master is not blaming you. Young Master Jiang, no, from today on, you should call him Saint Son Jiang Lan. Saint Son Jiang Lan is as handsome as jade, and he is above the mundane world. Your master has long felt that he should not have the bad reputation that the rumors say he has."
"Over the years, I have been keeping a low profile, not seeking fame, and not bothering to argue and explain with the world..."
Ling Zhuyun opened her red lips slightly under the veil, wanting to say something, but she felt that what her master said was quite right. How could her master's vision be wrong?
Hearing her master praising Jiang Lan like this, she was actually quite happy for him.
“After the Saint Son’s succession ceremony is over, you and your master will go up to congratulate him. I guess you haven’t greeted Saint Son Jiang Lan yet since you came to Taiyi Sect this time.” Fairy Yun Ni continued to smile.
"Yes, Master."
Ling Zhuyun was always by her master's side and was used to obeying his orders, so she nodded gently like a chick pecking at rice.
The battle for the position of Holy Son and Holy Daughter is over, and next is the succession ceremony.
Only when the succession ceremony is over and the will left by all the ancestors in the Patriarch Hall is recognized, can this ceremony be considered a complete success and one can become a true Holy Son or Holy Daughter.
The distinguished guests from all parties were obviously aware of the tradition of Taiyi Sect, and the noisy discussions on the surrounding platforms gradually died down.
All the glances, filled with various meanings, fell on the young man and woman on the central platform.
"Please visit the Patriarch Hall."
Following a loud shout from the sick old man, a thousand-foot-high fairy cloud suddenly rose from the depths of Taiyi Gate. The divine light dissipated, and in the midst of the white mist, a towering, ancient, magnificent and majestic palace slowly emerged from the void.
The palace gates were tightly closed, and wisps of chaotic mist diffused out from them.
Behind this palace, one can see the sun and the moon rising into the sky, with clouds billowing like the sun rising.
Countless elders and disciples of Taiyi Sect looked towards the palace with reverence in their eyes, and many of them knelt down and kowtowed involuntarily.
Boom boom! The next moment, the tall palace gate burst open with a loud bang, and misty white fog filled the air, as if a holy place of immortals was revealing a corner to the world.
One after another, blurry and hazy figures appeared in the hall, some standing alone in the clouds, some sitting cross-legged, some looking down with their hands behind their backs, and some raising their hands to pick the moon... Each figure seemed to come alive, their eyes piercing through the clouds and looking towards the central platform.
The heavy and overwhelming pressure made it difficult for countless people outside the hall to breathe.
On the high platform, Jiang Lan could clearly feel a number of gazes sweeping over him, some calm, some indifferent, some surprised... as if they were trying to detect something unusual about him.
His expression remained unchanged, and his aura became as quiet and motionless as the moon disappearing and the stars sinking.
The approval of the Patriarch Hall is the tradition of Taiyi Sect. Although those ancestors have passed away, their spiritual will still remains in the world and is imprinted deep in the palace.
If anyone harbors evil intentions or has any bad intentions towards Taiyi Sect, the wills of these ancestors can detect it, so as to prevent the inheritance of Taiyi Sect from falling into the hands of evil people.
After a while, all the gazes disappeared.
Then, an ancient voice came out from the palace, "Yes."
The moment this voice fell, two streams of light flew out from the Patriarch Hall and entered the minds of Jiang Lan and Li Mengning respectively.
In an instant, a torrent of knowledge and memory surged through Jiang Lan's mind like a river bursting its dam.
However, he had experienced too many similar things, so he was not surprised by these inheritances.
"The inheritance of the Holy Son of Taiyi Sect contains many magical powers, techniques, unique skills, records, secrets, and knowledge..."
"There are even various experiences that the ancestors have learned and seen."
Jiang Lan calmed his mind and silently digested the inherited knowledge.
This is the essence of the foundation that has enabled the Taiyi Sect to exist for tens of thousands of years. Even the masters of the main peaks and the great elders are not qualified to access it.
In each generation, only people at the level of Holy Sons and Holy Daughters can receive the inheritance.
When dealing with Huangfu Hao on Feixian Island, Jiang Lan accepted many of his inherited memories, some of which were related to the inheritance of the Holy Son of Taiyi Sect.
However, the inheritance Huangfu Hao received was not complete, which might be related to his betrayal of Taiyi Sect back then.
Now that he has obtained these torrent memories, Jiang Lan has completed the inheritance and has a deeper understanding of Taoism.
Although there has been no change in the strength of cultivation, once the knowledge and experience are fully digested, many benefits can be gained from them.
Soon, Jiang Lan woke up from this torrent of memories. He opened his eyes, and Li Mengning beside him was still closing her eyes to accept the inheritance, but she was not absorbing it as fast as he was.
"It takes at least one day to receive the inheritance from the Holy Son in every generation, and at the fastest it takes several hours."
"This guy accepted it in just a few breaths?"
The elders and leaders of Taiyi Sect were shocked again when they saw that Jiang Lan had regained consciousness.
The inheritance of the Holy Son of Taiyi Sect is so profound and vast, like the stars in the sky and as vast as the sea of smoke.
It is normal for an ordinary genius to take ten days or half a month to receive, absorb and sort out his teachings thoroughly.
The fact that Jiang Lan woke up from it in just a few breaths was enough to show that his spirit and soul were stronger than one could imagine.
The elders of various immortal sects also knew this truth very well, and the shock in their hearts at this moment was no less than that of the elders and masters of various peaks of Taiyi Sect.
"You have extraordinary talent, rarely seen in ancient and modern times. Li Sheng has kept you hidden well enough over the years..."
The sick old man had been keeping an eye on Jiang Lan, with the passion in his eyes not concealed at all, as if he was looking at a treasure.
If it wasn't unsuitable, he would have wanted to take him in as his apprentice and teach him well. Unfortunately, although he had seniority, he also knew that he might not be qualified.
Several hours later, Li Mengning woke up from the Saint's inheritance.
The fortune she obtained was no less than that of Jiang Lan. In fact, because Jiang Lan himself had no shortage of corresponding inherited skills, the inheritance of the Saint Maiden of Taiyi Sect was even more helpful to Li Mengning.
Afterwards, two elders came forward, each holding a jade plate in their hands, which contained the Holy Son's robe, Holy Son's crown, pendant, as well as corresponding instruments, peak talismans, etc., all of which were shining with colorful rays of light and precious brilliance.
"Our sect's disciples Jiang Lan and Li Mengning have been honored with the title of Saint Son and Saint Daughter today. The whole world is witnessing this and watching."
The sick old man opened his mouth. Although his body was thin, his words were full of energy, like the sound of a huge bell. In an instant, they spread throughout the mountains and palaces of Taiyi Sect and echoed outside the sect.
At the same time, the bell that guards the mountain rang out loudly. The sound of the bell echoed throughout the sky and resonated throughout thousands of miles.
On the 108 peaks, many disciples and elders congratulated them in unison, saying, "We pay our respects to the Holy Son and Holy Daughter."
All the guests around the platform also said in unison, "Congratulations to the Holy Son and Holy Daughter."
After this, today's ceremony of the succession of the Holy Son and Holy Daughter has come to a successful conclusion.
The Taiyi Sect had already prepared a banquet for the distinguished guests, with jade tables and jade stools set out.
Amid the misty clouds, many beautiful female cultivators came forward carrying delicacies, spiritual fruits and fine wines. They were like butterflies flying through flowers, with graceful looks and attractive figures.
Many elders of the immortal sects and important figures of the clan families also took this opportunity to come forward with the young clansmen behind them, with respectful smiles on their faces, to show their goodwill to Jiang Lan.
After becoming the Holy Son, there is also a corresponding Holy Son Peak in the Taiyi Sect, which is only second in size to the mountain where the Sect Master resides.
A group of monks who came with the intention of currying favor, seeing that Jiang Lan's side was already surrounded by people, sent people to deliver the gifts they had prepared long ago directly to Shengzi Peak. They only left a congratulatory letter and did not come forward to disturb him.
Naturally, spiritual practice also requires the etiquette of the world. At this juncture, they were not in a hurry to come forward. With so many people around, Jiang Lan might not be able to remember who they were. It would be better to send the gifts first and then visit them later, thus leaving a good impression.
Li Mengning was not good at interpersonal communication, and at this time many people came up to her and tried to show their goodwill, but they were all women.
With Ji Mingxuan's previous experience as a lesson, many young men dare not step forward easily. Even if they just say hello, they are afraid of being noticed by Jiang Lan.
The elders from the Ancient Dao Sect, Yijian Palace, and Tianyao Palace did not have the tact to come forward. The young disciples behind them also looked unhappy, with jealousy in their eyes, but they felt powerless in their hearts.
Who doesn’t want to be like Jiang Lan, becoming famous in one battle? From today on, everyone in the world will know you?
Unfortunately, they don’t have that ability.
While Jiang Lan was perfunctorily dealing with those people who were trying to please him, he was trying to find an excuse to avoid the spotlight. He felt that after the Son of God's succession ceremony, several eyes were fixed on him, and he knew who they were without even having to think about it.
All of these things happened together, and he really felt a headache.
Even the most qualified time management master would not be able to spare the time at this time.
"Saint Son Jiang Lan..."
"Where are you going? Where is the majestic and heroic figure just now? Could it be that you are afraid of a few weak women?"
A fragrant breeze blew, accompanied by waves of pleasant aroma. Li Qingxuan came over with a smile, followed by Xiao Yingyue wearing a gauze hat.
Many people recognized her and knew that she was Li Qingshu's sister, and therefore Jiang Lan's aunt. They immediately made way for her and stepped aside.
Jiang Lan was calm and composed, smiling, and said, "What are you talking about, aunt? I just fought and was exhausted, so I want to find a place to rest."
Li Qingxuan smiled and said, "It just so happens that there is a purple bamboo forest not far away. It is quite quiet and peaceful. Why don't we go there?"
Then she asked Xiao Yingyue beside her, "What do you think? Yingyue."
Jiang Lan could feel a pair of bright and charming eyes staring at her from under the gauze hat.
"It's been a long time since we last met. Yingyue, you are still as gentle and beautiful as ever. How come you got together with my aunt?" He asked with a smile on his face, knowing the answer.
Xiao Yingyue opened her shiny lips slightly, but did not answer. Instead, she asked, "I haven't even taken off my hat, how do you know I'm as gentle and beautiful as ever?"
Jiang Lan seemed to think for a while after hearing this, and then said, "Then take off your hat and let me take a good look?"
Xiao Yingyue behaved dignified and elegantly, and looked very generous. She smiled and said, "Why do you want me to pick them myself?"
Li Qingxuan was watching this scene with a smile, but suddenly she felt someone's gaze falling on her from a distance, as if filled with suspicion and confusion.
She coughed hurriedly, and Xiao Yingyue, who was smiling, immediately understood and resumed her dignified behavior.
"How about I help you take it off?"
A chilly voice suddenly sounded, and Emperor Xia came over with an expressionless face, surrounded by a group of maids.
She was wearing a wide dark red robe with dragons and phoenixes embroidered on the sleeves and collar, and a light white gown underneath. She was very tall, and her wide skirt flowed behind her, held up by several maids so it wouldn't fall to the ground and get covered in dust.
She wore a red gold necklace with a dragon pattern around her neck, which highlighted her graceful neck and clearly visible collarbone. Her face was flawless and exquisitely beautiful. Her hair was casually tied in a fairy bun with a phoenix hairpin inserted diagonally. Her every move revealed the majesty of an emperor and a noble beauty that was impossible to look directly at.
Xiao Yingyue was slightly surprised, and then recognized Emperor Xia. However, as the supreme elder of Medicine King Valley, she didn't care about the Queen of Great Xia.
Others may respect him, but in her eyes, he is just a junior.
"No need, I was just joking with Master Jiang, why should Emperor Xia be angry?"
She raised the corner of her mouth and smiled, but her words were full of provocation. Then her eyes swept up and down Emperor Xia, as if she saw something, and the smile on her mouth deepened.
Jiang Lan was not at all surprised by the appearance of Emperor Xia. From the very beginning, she had been staring at him with a murderous look in her eyes.
However, in this situation, he still smiled and explained, "Miss Yingyue and I are old acquaintances and have a close relationship."
Emperor Xia also knew that his tone just now was wrong, especially in public. What would others think?
However, Jiang Lan would explain it to her as soon as possible, and she felt very happy.
Of course, he still said, "I didn't ask you to explain."
"I was unable to congratulate you on your marriage to Emperor Xia due to some reasons, which was a pity. It just so happens that I came to Taiyi Sect this time, and I can also give you the gift I prepared that day."
Xiao Yingyue spoke with a smile, and as she did so, a sealed sandalwood box appeared in her slender jade hand.
She did not ask Jiang Lan to come over to take it, but instead took the initiative to hand it over, and then seemed to let Emperor Xia see inadvertently that their palms touched and separated at that moment.
However, one of her slender fingers deliberately slid across Jiang Lan's palm, which obviously had some other meaning.
Emperor Xia had been staring at Jiang Lan from the beginning, thinking that after the ceremony of his Son's succession was over, he would notice him and come over.
But who would have thought that this mysterious woman in a gauze hat, whose origins were unknown, would take the initiative to come forward and greet Jiang Lan. The two of them were talking and laughing, looking very familiar with each other.
Her anger immediately rose up, and she couldn't help but walk over in public. She subconsciously wanted to make this mysterious woman back off and let her know that Jiang Lan was married.
But Emperor Xia could never have imagined that after she came over, this mysterious woman not only did not restrain herself at all, but became even more arrogant and aggressive, provoking her in front of her and doing this...
Emperor Xia had a blank expression on his face, but there was an astonishing chill in his eyes. His hands beneath his sleeves were clenched tightly.
However, she did not have an attack in front of everyone, but her large chest was rising and falling slightly.
Jiang Lan noticed the faint scent emanating from the sandalwood box and his eyes moved slightly. It seemed that there was quite a lot of Soft Soul-Transforming Immortal Powder.
During this period of time, Xiao Yingyue has been conscientiously refining so many of these things for him.
But Xiao Yingyue's little action gave him a headache. She really was quite playful.
When Jiang Ruxian was around, Emperor Xia was bullied by Jiang Ruxian and met Xiao Yingyue. As a result, Xiao Yingyue also wanted to make her angry.
Jiang Lan took the sandalwood box, thought for a moment, and suddenly grasped Xia Huang's slender hand. His smooth and soft long fingers suddenly became a little stiff.
Queen Xia seemed to be frightened, and her body stiffened. However, because she was in front of others, she tried her best to remain calm and normal, and did not do anything shocking.
"Yingyue, I accept your gift. I will find a chance to thank you later." Jiang Lan also expressed his gratitude to Xiao Yingyue. He still had to stabilize Emperor Xia first.
After all, Xiao Yingyue has a gentle personality and is much more sensible.
But after hearing Jiang Lan's words, Xiao Yingyue didn't seem to buy it.
Her eyes fell on the hands of the two men, a smile appeared at the corner of her lips, and then she suddenly leaned towards Emperor Xia and whispered something softly in her ear.
After saying this, he calmly looked at Emperor Xia with great interest.
"you……"
Emperor Xia's eyes, which were already filled with coldness, became even colder after hearing these words. She clenched her hands tightly in anger, suppressing her anger, and her whole body was trembling slightly because of it.
"I was right." Xiao Yingyue still smiled.
Emperor Xia felt extremely ashamed at this moment, and at the same time, he was extremely angry. His hatred towards Jiang Ruxian continued to grow.
Jiang Lan vaguely guessed what Xiao Yingyue said, but this matter was actually related to Jiang Ruxian?
(End of this chapter)
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