The strongest bodyguard and pretty president

The old man and his party left the villa and went back to prepare sacrificial supplies.

Cheng Lao and others gathered around and asked Qin Mu curiously.

"What the hell is going on?"

Qin Mu didn't hide anything, and told the truth.

After hearing this, everyone was shocked.

"Anything like that?"

Qin Mu said, "It seems that we are getting closer and closer to finding the method of longevity."

"At least someone is paving the way for us in front, otherwise we are like blind men touching an image."

Cheng Lao sighed, "Yes, since the battle ten thousand years ago, the gods were wiped out, and there is no Mahayana method in the world."

"In the past thousands of years, only the old monks of the Penglai Fairyland, the great monks of the Buddha, have comprehended the Mahayana method and cultivated an immortal body."

"But who knows, whether they can achieve true immortality?"

"True gods can survive for hundreds of thousands of years, or even longer."

The old beggar said, "Since everyone is exploring, we can also learn from it."

Qin Zhong analyzed, "According to what we have experienced, the exercises of the Beiming evil sect are certainly not advisable."

"There are also problems with the methods of the ancestors of Dongdao. They all have to harm the interests of some people in order to achieve their goal of immortality."

"These exercises are life-threatening, so they must be banned."

"Now there are only the Taoism of Penglai Wonderland and the great monk of the Buddha Kingdom. We have to verify their skills before we can know."

Qin Mu said, "Everyone should also prepare. Since we are going to pay homage to the First Emperor this time, it's time for our nine clans to pay homage."

The crowd kept saying yes.

According to etiquette, the Nine Clans must pay homage to the former emperor every year.

So everyone went to prepare, the sacrifice should not be too simple, it must be grand.

Without the first emperor, there would be no lineage of the nine clans today,
The current Nine Clans should have reached their peak financially.

The growth of the Nine Clans also means another brand new beginning.

Now the new forces of the Nine Clans, such as Qin Mu, Cheng Xueyi, He Zhenyao, Qian Yuxuan and others, have all reached extraordinary heights.

These young and strong men have the opportunity to aspire to the realm of the god king at any time.

Once they break through, they will become the rare young strongmen in thousands of years.

Although I dare not say that there is no one before and no one after,
But the strength of the Nine Clans is obvious to all.

The general strength of these young people has surpassed the powerhouses of the nine races.

Going to worship this time can be regarded as an ancestor worship.

The old beggar has counted the time, and there will be a good day in five days.

So the matter of offering sacrifices was fixed on the sixth day.

Everyone from the Nine Clans immediately started to prepare, even seniors like Mr. Cheng were no exception.

Paying homage to the late emperor is a very grand event for everyone.

Everyone fasted for three days, bathed and changed clothes.

Especially for young people, it is absolutely not allowed to have sex within a few days.

When several seniors solemnly announced these rules, they laughed secretly one by one.

Chen Bin was happy, and looked at the four newly married couples, feeling a little gloating.

Tang Shisanniang rolled his eyes at him, "Smile, it's not the first time I've tasted it."

If it wasn't for the accident last time, she would have been a mother.

So it doesn't seem to have any effect on the same room.

Hearing that he was going to pay homage to the late emperor, people related to the Nine Clans all wanted to go to worship together.

Chen Qianjiao also asked for leave on purpose and acted according to the rules.

These days everyone is very devout and abides by the rules.

Chen Bin was usually laughing and joking, but this time he was serious and responsible.

Chen Yijun is actively preparing for the ceremony.

Five days passed quickly, and the five masters who were far away in Jianghuai heard the news,

They came from Jianghuai one after another.

In order not to delay the memorial ceremony, everyone arrived at the imperial mausoleum one day in advance.

Outside the grand array of the imperial mausoleum, hundreds of tents were set up.

Chen Qianjiao, mother and daughter all came, and they lived in two big tents with Qin Chong and his wife.

In addition to these usual personnel, there are also some important people in the holy land, as well as the swordsmiths who are far away in the ten directions,
There are hundreds of these people in total.

In addition, the ancestors of Dongdao also came, and they prepared a lot of things.

It's just that the royal family didn't show up this time, because it was the Donghua Nine Clans worshiping their ancestors, and they didn't want outsiders to be present.

In the entire East Island, only this ancestor is eligible to participate.

So the royal family sent dozens of guards to serve him.

Under the guidance of the old beggar senior, everyone hurriedly built the altar.

The altar is at the entrance of the formation, and everything is ready, and the worship will start immediately when the time comes tomorrow.

At this moment, there is still some time before dark, Lu Yating looked at the desert, and she became playful again.

"Wen Qi, shall we go over there and play for a while?"

Zhao Wenqi was stopped by Qin Mu before she had time to agree.

The desert is very dangerous, how can they be allowed to mess around?

Seeing that Qin Mu didn't allow it, Lu Yating curled her lips to express her dissatisfaction.

Chen Qianjiao and Murong Yan were talking in the big tent, they were about the same age, and Murong Yan was a straightforward person, so they chatted speculatively.

Only Mrs. He was alone in the tent, knocking on the wooden fish and chanting scriptures.

He Zhenyao meditated there quietly, turning a blind eye to everything outside.

Although it is a bit boring to pass the time like this, these young people seem to be looking forward to tomorrow's festival.

After a few hours, it will be late.

Everyone entered the big tent to rest early, in order to prevent these young people from being overwhelmed.

Cheng had told them a long time ago that men should sleep together and women should sleep together.
They are also self-conscious, after all, no one wants to fast for three days, and their achievements fall short.

This night, it seemed extremely quiet.

In the dead of night, Qin Mu stepped out of the big tent and stepped towards the sand dune.

There was a faint fragrance in the air.

Qin Mu caught sight of He Zhenyao who was sitting quietly there.

He Zhenyao is like a saint, with her eyes closed, sitting quietly on the sand dune.

She is not pretentious at all, but very down-to-earth.

Not as twitchy as some girls are.

After going through so many things, her heart is still like water.

Always that calm look.

Qin Mu came and quietly came to sit beside her, "Why don't you go to sleep?"

He Zhenyao continued to close her eyes, "Did you feel a special breath?"

"Since we stepped here, it has been there like nothing."

Upon hearing this, Qin Mu closed his eyes and opened his mind.

Get a panoramic view of everything within a radius of tens of miles.

A faint breath floated over the desert, just like what He Zhenyao said, faintly present.

This smell is very special and weird.

"It's like coming from a different world."

He Zhenyao's voice rang in Qin Mu's ears. She didn't need to speak to convey her thoughts to Qin Mu.

Qin Mu said, "This breath is so ancient, it seems to have been awake for tens of thousands of years."

"Is there a strong man about to wake up?"

He Zhenyao said, "It's too far away, it seems to be enlightening us."

With the power of Qin Mu's mind, he continued to search around.

In their other direction, sat an old man.

The other party, like the two, closed their eyes and meditated, facing due north.

"That's the ancestor of Dongdao."

He Zhenyao said, "He has been sitting there for several hours."

Qin Mu noticed the aura emanating from the other party, but there was no trace of violence. His heart was full of devotion and worship.

He should have surrendered sincerely!

Qin Mu said in his heart.