Lingyuan Immortal

Chapter 167 The Eve of the Ceremony
After they left, Shuiyunjian, which was usually quiet and elegant, suddenly became busy.

Lin Xuanming and Ningxia led all the disciples to carry out their respective duties in an orderly manner according to the drills over the past ten days.

In just half an hour, the great formation was activated, preventing the wind and snow from entering. In addition, spiritual herbs and precious incense were placed at various places at the mountain gate. Suddenly, green smoke curled up from top to bottom of Shuiyunjian, and the spiritual charm was astonishing.

No matter who sees this scene, they will probably admire the Taoist fairyland from the bottom of their hearts...

Chen Mu and the others did not see the changes at the mountain gate. At this time, they had already arrived a hundred miles away, quietly waiting for the arrival of the Beastmaster Sect's magic boat.

After a long time, in the distant sky, a spiritual boat with overwhelming spiritual energy flew over.

After taking a quick look closer, they found that the Dharma Boat was about ten feet long and three feet wide, far smaller than the huge Dharma Boat that Chen Mu and the others had ridden before.

However, this spirit boat was carved with intricate and complex patterns, which was both majestic and exquisite, and was obviously more than one level higher than the magic boat.

"Hahaha...Fellow Daoist Zhang, I'm really worried that you'd bother coming out to greet me!"

Before anyone arrived, loud laughter could be heard on the wind.

Xin Cang showed up and deliberately joked towards Zhang Laodao.

Zhang Laodao also laughed out loud and replied, "As expected, it is Daoist Xin who has come... The Beastmaster Sect is here to show respect to me, Shuiyunjian. Let alone a distance of a hundred miles, even if it's a thousand or ten thousand miles, I would be happy to come."

After saying that, he waved lightly behind him.

Li Quan and other disciples immediately understood the meaning, and one of them came out to offer Xin Cang elixir tea and spiritual fruit.

As for the other disciples, they also went to the opposite side and looked for disciples of the Beast Taming Sect to prevent the situation from getting worse.

"Fellow Daoist She, long time no see."

Chen Mu and the other two looked at She Yingtan who was waving at them frequently, and walked closer and said with a smile.

She Yingtan smiled coquettishly and whispered, "I was originally thinking of coming to visit you guys, but now it's easier."

Everyone said a few words and waited for Xin Cang to consume the elixir tea and spiritual fruit.

In fact, the so-called Dancha spiritual fruit is not that precious. If it were a Qi Condensation cultivator, he would definitely have high hopes for it, but Xin Cang is already a Foundation Establishment cultivator and really looks down on these weak spiritual energies.

But etiquette is here, even if he is not moved, he cannot turn away.

After a moment, Xin Cang said with a smile, "Fellow Daoist Zhang, let's go. I really want to meet fellow Daoist Zhou Weiqian from your sect."

Zhang Laodao laughed loudly and turned around to greet him: "Please come in!"

The two of them flew away side by side, but they didn't even take the spirit boat.

Looking at the free and easy figure of their uncle-master, the disciples of the two sects smiled at each other, then each boarded the spirit boat and followed behind the two.

Fortunately, the Spirit Boat was already activated and could fly without the need for a Foundation Establishment cultivator to operate it. Otherwise, Chen Mu and the others would have no way of getting it back...

Half an hour later, the group returned to the Shuiyun Mountain Gate and saw a scene that looked like a fairyland.

"Okay, your Shuiyunjian is indeed more beautiful than our Beast Taming Sect."

She Yingtan praised with a smile.

Niu Dali curled his lips subconsciously, thinking: "Is that just a few? The Beast Taming Sect is full of valleys, some high and some low..."

But he suddenly realized his identity, so he quickly put on a humble look to avoid being scolded by his senior teachers.

The Foundation Establishment cultivator went to the main hall to pay his respects, leaving behind a group of Qi Condensation disciples to be assigned to Chen Mu and the others.

"Fellow Daoist She, let me take you to the palace first." Chen Mu looked around and said with a smile.

She Yingtan agreed immediately, turned around to greet his fellow disciples, and slowly left with Chen Mu and others.

Everyone was talking and laughing along the way. After all, they had fought together before, and two years was not enough time for them to become strangers.

……

In the blink of an eye, another three days passed. During these days, Chen Mu and the others followed Zhang Laodao to guide the remaining four sects. They also accompanied Zhang Laodao on a tour of the Shuiyunjian Mountain Gate, completing the tasks assigned to them by the headmaster.

As night falls, it means that the foundation-building ceremony will be held as scheduled.

……

The next morning, we crossed the sea cliff.

Chen Mu woke up from his cultivation, got up, packed up, and flew towards the Shuiyun main hall.

Along the way, the spiritual energy was condensed and lingering, colorful flags were fluttering, and the busy figures of Shuiyunjian disciples could be seen everywhere. Even the sect's royal spiritual beast, the Liuyun Crane, was released, circling around the mountain gate, adding a sense of transcendence.

It was just a pity for the disciples who were feeding the spirit beasts. They lagged far behind and dared not leave, for fear that the group of Flowing Cloud Cranes would suddenly attack.

Although the disciples from various sects who had come to watch the ceremony before had high cultivation levels, Liu Yunhe was unable to harm them in the slightest...

After arriving at the main hall square, Chen Mu looked around.

Immediately, he saw that the door of the Shuiyun main hall was wide open, and there were some green wooden spiritual tables placed on both sides of the inside, which were obviously prepared for the foundation-building monks of various sects.

There are also many cushions on the square, and there is a constant supply of elixirs, tea and spiritual fruits, which should be prepared for the monks of small sects and schools.

In the world of immortal cultivation in Zhao State, there are more than just the six families of Shui Yunjian and others.

It's just that these six sects have a profound heritage and are led by Jindan cultivators, so they stand out in the world of immortal cultivation in Zhao State.

The rest of the sects either have cultivators who have reached the Foundation Establishment stage or are all Qi Condensation cultivators, so naturally they cannot be compared with the Six Sects.

Although Shuiyunjian did not invite everyone to this ceremony, there is no guarantee that smaller sects and schools will come to watch.

We are all fellow Zhao people, so Shuiyunjian will naturally not do anything disrespectful...

"Chen boy, come here!"

Before Chen Mu took two steps, he was called over by Zhang Laodao who saw him. And seeing that Niu Dali was also beside him, it was obvious that Chen Mu was not the first one he called over.

"Lin Xuanming and the others are too busy with the ceremony matters to come. You and Niu Dali should stay here and keep an eye on things."

Although the ceremony was scheduled for noon, some disciples from the six sects could not wait for them to arrive early to avoid any disturbances, so they needed disciples who could calm the situation.

"Yes."

Seeing that the two agreed in unison, Zhang Laodao nodded slightly, then turned and entered the hall.

The flying snow rustled, but not a single drop fell to the ground.

"Fellow Daoist Chen!"

"Fellow Daoist Niu."

……

As time passed, more and more disciples from the six sects in different Taoist robes gathered on the square. After greeting Chen Mu and the others, they either followed the guidance of disciple Shuiyun and sat quietly on the cushions, or gathered in groups of three or five to chat with each other.

As noon approached, some monks who were leaders or elders of small sects also came over.

However, although he was the head of a sect, his cultivation level was not much different from that of these disciples, or even slightly lower, so they were all a little dazed for a while.

Fortunately, Chen Mu and the other two saw it and informed Ningxia, and then they sent their disciples to provide guidance.

After a while, the disciples of the six sects and the cultivators of the smaller sects who came on their own had all arrived and taken their seats. Only then did Chen Mu and the others breathe a sigh of relief.

“Ding…ding…ding…”

The Chaowen Bell placed beside the square suddenly rang. The melodious bell sound slowly flowed through the world, suppressing everyone's whispers.

"The ceremony has begun..."

(End of this chapter)