There was silence for a moment.

Suddenly I heard the sound of a chime, and the Sanyang Hall slowly opened.

Qin Sang's eyes narrowed slightly and he saw clearly the scene inside the hall. There were two statues standing at the back of the hall, which were the founders of the Sanyangmen sect.

There is a long eucalyptus in front of the statue.

The statues and eucalyptus only occupy 10% of the space of the main hall. Inside Sanyang Hall, the most eye-catching thing is an altar.

The shape of the altar is similar to the urn altar that Qin Sang had seen. It is also divided into three levels. The upper altar is round, the middle altar is octagonal, and the lower altar is square, symbolizing the three heavens and the three realms.

This altar is the Sanyang Zongtan!

At this moment, Sanyang Sect disciples filed out holding sacred flags and stood in two rows in front of Sanyang Hall.

There are only two Taoist priests left in the hall, one old man is Zhenxuan Shengxuan, and the other Taoist priest with a high bun is approaching Shengxuan cultivator.

The two stood in front of the incense eucalyptus, holding incense sticks in their hands, respectfully paid homage to the statue of the Patriarch, and recited scriptures.

Qin Sang listened carefully to a few sentences and realized that what they were reciting was Taoism's "Qinglu Dharma Ci", but it had been changed in a nondescript way.

The Taoist sect kowtows on the urn of the gods, while the Sanyang sect attributes everything to the sect’s founder.

Then, Qin Sang and others who were waiting for the conferment of the urn were also led by Sanyangmen disciples to sing the "Dharma for Inviting the Urn".

The ceremony at Sanyangmen is indeed simple. After reciting the "Dharma for Inviting the Urn", you can then give the urn.

The first to be punished were the true disciples of the Sanyang Sect.

The boys and girls on the far left side of the square moved forward one by one. At the front was a thin boy. After receiving permission, he walked into the Sanyang Hall with a nervous look on his face.

"Kneel down!"

The Taoist priest with a high bun stood in front of the ancestral altar and shouted lowly. He was the transmitter of this ceremony.

The old Taoist priest is the supervisor and is standing beside the ancestral altar at the moment.

The young man trembled and fell to his knees.

The master of transmission lightly raised his fly whisk, turned around and bowed to the sky. No movement was seen from him, and the Sanyang Sect altar suddenly emitted a bright golden light.

The golden light is so bright that people dare not look directly at it. If it were not blocked by the ban of Sanyang Palace, the nearby peaks would become golden and magnificent.

When the golden light subsided, Qin Sang saw a golden seal floating above the Sanyang Zong altar.

There seems to be writing on the gold seal, but it is always changing and cannot be distinguished at all.

The messenger turned to look at the supervisor, and when he saw the supervisor nodded, he made a seal.

Qin Sang's eyes flashed with surprise. Although he could not use his spiritual sense to directly investigate, he had a feeling that after the golden seal appeared, the Zongtan seemed to be responding to some unknown force.

A shadow of a talisman flew out of the ancestral altar and turned into a blank golden talisman in front of the young man's eyebrows.

"Inspire spiritual consciousness."

The messenger drank lightly, and at the same time, he cut the young man's palm with a whisk and took out a drop of blood essence.

All those who came to participate in the ceremony have entered Taoism, but their spiritual consciousness is very low.

However, with the help of the transmission master, the young man successfully activated a ray of spiritual consciousness and merged it with the drop of blood essence into the blank golden talisman.

The next moment, the golden talisman showed the same aura as the young man.

'Snapped!'

The master who conveyed the message made a secret, and the golden seal on the altar emitted golden light and penetrated into the golden talisman, leaving the seal behind.

The golden talisman was divided into two, one floated into the young man's eyebrows, and the other flew back to the ancestral altar. It spontaneously ignited without fire and burned up in an instant.

This step is to burn the urn and go to the divine court to tell the yin and yang. This step is considered to be the completion of the urn. From then on, this disciple has the qualifications to summon ghosts and gods.

The young man's face showed a look of joy.

The Dharma urn entered his body, and before the urn altar was cast, he felt an unprecedented sense of stability.

After entering Taoism, he did not dare to continue practicing, but he was finally able to practice normally.

The young man kowtowed and retreated, and the second disciple entered the hall.

In this way, one disciple after another was awarded the nun one by one, and all the disciples of the Sanyang Sect were given the nun, then they were the vassals of the Sanyang Sect, and finally the monks of the outer sect, and finally it was Qin Sang's turn.

Qin Sang didn't stand out. Like everyone else, she knelt on the futon and stared at the golden seal on the altar.

Being closer, the feeling became clearer. The Sanyang Zongtan and the golden seal exuded a strange fluctuation that he had never seen before.

‘Whoosh!’

A blank golden talisman appeared in front of me.

Qin Sang softened his palms and separated a ray of spiritual consciousness early.

Without realizing it, the telepathizer blended his essence, blood and consciousness into the blank golden talisman and stamped it with a seal. Immediately, Qin Sang felt an inexplicable connection between himself and the golden talisman.

"Nothing unusual..."

Qin Sang noticed from the corner of his eye that the supervisor, the ancestral altar, the golden talisman and the person in charge of the rituals were all normal, and he did not discover his true cultivation level!

The messenger was about to burn the coffin.

Qin Sang suddenly stopped, "Slow down!"

Everyone looked at him blankly.

"I can't stand it anymore," Qin Sang shook his head and stood up.

"What did you say?" The messenger was also stunned. He had never seen such a thing.

"I regret it, I don't want to accept the Three Yang Talisman," Qin Sang said.

"Shu Zi is so presumptuous!"

The supervisor was furious, with murderous intent flashing in his eyes.

Not only does it consume a lot of spiritual stones and spiritual materials to initiate the ceremony, but the number of places for each ceremony is limited, and once determined, it cannot be changed, which is a waste of time.

Master Yangluo outside the palace gate looked anxious and quickly sent a message to his uncle to explain the origin of this son.

The supervisor's face twitched, and he shattered the golden talisman with anger. He slapped Qin Sang with another palm and shouted angrily: "Get out!"

'boom!'
Chapter completed!