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Chapter 775

Master Chisong stood on the altar, reciting sacrificial inscriptions and vocabulary in classical Chinese. There were young Taoist priests born in the 1990s in the audience, some of whom did not understand classical Chinese vocabulary. At this time, a young Taoist priest who was born in the 1990s was obviously

The girl asked a gentle-looking young man next to her.

"Senior brother, what did Master Chisong say? Why can't I understand it?"

The young man smiled after hearing this and said: "Hahaha, junior sister, don't you understand? In fact, it's very simple. The general idea of ​​what Master Chisong said is that he wants to succeed as the head of Maoshan. He hopes that the ancestor in heaven will bless him and show his dignity.

, say hello to everyone."

"Oh...so that's it."

The little girl nodded, as if she just understood. At this moment, on the viewing platform, Master Chisong finished reading the memorial inscription, and Master Panshi sang and shouted again: "The master burns the memorial inscription and appeals to heaven."

After saying this, a disciple from Maoshan carried a brazier onto the altar and stood in front of Master Chisong. It is not allowed to use magic to worship the ancestor, otherwise small things like lighting a fire would not be treated as a joke to Master Chisong.

Yet?

Chisong Zhenren reached out and ignited some of the sacrificial inscriptions in his hands, and then threw the sacrificial inscriptions into the heaven-sacrifice cauldron.

After the sacrificial inscriptions were burned out, a stream of blue smoke visible to the naked eye shot straight into the sky, and it actually seemed to be floating up to the nine heavens.

At this time, Master Panshi looked at the green smoke floating upward and said to Master Chisong: "Master salutes, please invite the ancestor!"

Upon hearing this, Master Chisong immediately knelt before the Heaven-Sacrificing Cauldron and kowtowed three times. Then he stood up again, knelt down, and then stood up again.

Do this three times, kneel three times, and kowtow nine times. This is what people often call the ritual of three kneels and nine kowtows.

After the salute, Master Chisong bowed and said: "Disciple Chisong, please invite the ancestor to show his sage!"

After Master Chisong finished speaking, the green smoke continued to float upwards, but no one showed up. This is not surprising. Among the leaders of Maoshan in the past, there were also some ancestors who did not show up as saints when they succeeded to the throne. During the subsequent reigns of those leaders, Maoshan had

A certain degree of decline, so the presence or absence of the ancestor's sage plays an extra role in Maoshan, which is to predict the rise and fall of Maoshan during the reign of this leader.

The blue smoke was dim, and everyone looked at the sky. If the blue smoke burned out and no one showed up, it basically means that the founder will not show up this time.

Master Chisong looked at the green smoke that was about to burn out, and his heart slowly sank to the bottom of the valley. Is he really so useless that even the patriarch feels that he can't achieve great things?

Master Akamatsu was thinking this way. Just when Master Akamatsu was about to be completely disappointed, suddenly the green smoke began to vibrate irregularly. Master Panshi standing next to him suddenly lit up his eyes and said excitedly: "Yes, yes."

Master Chisong also reacted at this time, and his eyes widened with excitement. At this time, at the end of the green smoke, a cloud slowly floated over, and soon after everyone saw a green cow holding a

A dull-looking middle-aged man appeared in the air.

When Master Chisong saw this man, he immediately knelt on his knees and shouted: "Disciple Chisong has met Master Xuandu."

As soon as Master Chisong knelt down, Master Panshi and Master Cangbai on the stage all knelt down on the ground. Master Xuandu was the only direct disciple of Taishang Daozu, a quasi-sage figure. Such a figure could manifest his holiness. That Maoshan

Can these disciples, disciples and grandchildren kneel down and worship?

As soon as these three soul-condensing stage bosses knelt down and worshiped, the soul-condensing stage sitting in the first row couldn't sit still. Master Xuandu can be disrespected as long as he is a Taoist. Green leaves, lotus and white lotus root, the three religions are a family.

No matter whose inheritance it is, as long as you are still a Taoist priest, it is absolutely correct to call Master Xuandu "ancestor" when you see him.

Many soul condensing stagers all knelt down and knelt down, and the rest of the monks also knelt down and knelt down. For a time, the Lotus Pond Square was filled with people knelt down.

Everyone in the audience knelt on the ground. Liu Tianqi also wanted to kneel down at this time. After all, everyone knelt down, even the bosses in the soul condensation stage knelt down. It was too abrupt that he was still standing in the foundation building stage.

Since ancient times, Liu Tianqi has just won a championship. At this time, I don’t know how many people are staring at him. He is hitting the muzzle of the gun. It is impossible for others not to deal with Liu Tianqi. At least he is guilty of disrespecting the Taoist founder.

It's indispensable.

Liu Tianqi has finally achieved his current achievements, but he cannot lose it just because of such a trivial matter. Liu Tianqi was ready to kneel down when he thought of this.

But at this moment, Liu Tianqi's ears suddenly heard a ghostly voice.

"Don't kneel down. If you dare to kneel down, our fate ends here. You can never ask me to help you in the future."

After hearing this, Liu Tianqi was stunned and said to You Ming: "Why? Madam, everyone else is kneeling. It would be too conspicuous for me not to kneel."

"I don't care. If others want to kneel, they can kneel. You can't kneel."

"Why?" Liu Tianqi asked with a bitter face.

"Why, because he is not qualified to accept your kneeling." You Ming said in a cold voice.

Liu Tianqi was stunned after hearing this. Nani, a quasi-sage expert is not qualified to accept the kneeling of an ant in the foundation building stage?

"Say, empress, when did I become so awesome? A quasi-sage is not qualified to accept my kneeling?"

Liu Tianqi asked with great confusion. You Ming snorted coldly after hearing what he said: "His master, Taishang, I and I are Taoist friends. You are considered half of my disciple, and you are the same generation as Xuandu. Why do you kneel down and worship him?"

!”

"I……"

Liu Tianqi paused when he said this. At this moment, Liu Tianqi realized that what You Ming said made sense, and he was speechless.

"Empress, I know you feel sorry for me, but I don't care about my seniority, otherwise..."

"Shut up, you worthless thing, aren't you just a quasi-sage? As for making things difficult for you like this? Just like Xuandu, if I get mad, one person can beat him ten times, that's all, I don't need to kneel down.

, there is no need to kneel down, if you are really scared, I will allow you to squat down, this is already the limit, you know?"

You Ming's voice was extremely firm, leaving no room for negotiation. Liu Tianqi pursed his lips and slowly squatted down. He lowered his head hard and arched his back. It looked like he was kneeling down. This posture was as uncomfortable as it was.

But there was nothing Liu Tianqi could do. Who made his boss so tough and call each other Taoist friends? Now the only one who suffers is himself, a poor man.

Liu Tianqi thought like this, the man riding the green bull in the sky had slowly descended from the clouds and stopped three meters away from the altar. At this time, all the Taoist priests present felt an extremely powerful demonic energy suppressing the scene, and some cultivators

He was so weak that he almost fainted.

"Niuer, naughty again."
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