Cultivation Of Coders

Chapter 477 The Grand Ceremony Begins [Please subscribe, please vote]

Everyone got along for a while, but Zhang Deming remained awkward? Or stiff? "we······"

Yue Jingru just spoke, but before she could continue, Zhang Deming immediately said: "I have been out for most of the day. I think some of the brothers in the clan may be a little worried, so I won't disturb your enjoyment. We will see you at the ceremony."

After saying this, Zhang Deming bowed to everyone without waiting for anyone to respond.

Yue Jingru paused, and suddenly realized that her Yue family belonged to the marriage path, and she was a little bolder in this regard.

Nowadays, in order to cater to the times, the married disciples can get along harmoniously with their husband's family, and they have been exposed to and learned many foreign concepts.

So she immediately understood the key, then smiled and shook her head, looking at the group of Yingying Yanyan in front of her, she laughed and cursed: "Look at you, one by one, scaring everyone away!"

After saying that, he said to Tong Xuexing: "Do you want to go somewhere else, Fellow Daoist, or continue to fool around with them?"

"I'll go back too. It's not good for me to have such an impact by myself!" Tong Xuexing replied.

"That's okay!"

In words, the matter was finalized, and the two of them headed back home.

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Zhang Deming was speechless and returned the same way. In fact, after the sword dance, he had already adapted to it. After all, I have lived in a world like this in my previous life, so facing such a situation, it is nothing.

What he did after that was just to leave. If he really wanted to continue this, if he really wanted to get married, he would be blind.

This is no joke. He really has no idea about this blind date. Even if Hongmeng is not monogamous, he has no idea.

Since you have no idea, it's best not to provoke the Yue family, as that will really affect your whole life.

When Zhang Deming followed the original route and hurriedly returned to the amusement park, the place was no different from when he left.

But Zhang Deming looked around and found a little difference. The several disciples he had deliberately made friends with before did not know where they went.

The suzerain is a matchmaker, not a moon old man, so this man is obviously married. Even if the marriage of the Red Thread Sect is successful and the husband and wife are one, they don't pay too much attention to the differences between marriage and marriage.

But on such an occasion, it is still necessary to be careful, and the man also consciously let Yue Hongniang take charge of everything.

"First of all, Hong Niang would like to thank all the fellow Daoists and sects for their support.

My Red Thread Sect has been a recluse for more than ten thousand years. Now that I am reborn, there are still so many great families. It is my sect's honor that the sect remembers my Red Thread Sect blessedly. My sect will definitely remember the meaning of your presence today. "

After all, Yue Hongniang just saluted, and everyone returned the salute slightly.

Then Yue Hongniang waved her hand, and a huge shadow appeared in the sky. The first thing that caught the eye was a huge ancient tree that was completely white. According to legend, this was the image of the ancient Innate Spirit Root - the laurel tree.

Don't overthink it!

The laurel tree disappeared in the long river of time half a year ago, and now there are not even a single leaf left.

If there were still a little bit left, the Red Thread Sect would not be so high and low, and even the people from the blessed land would not be the big bosses of the town.

This is a phantom, um, it is a cutscene CG, or the opening scene of the corporate culture! It marks the opening of the conference, and the sect culture of the Red Thread Sect is coming!

This is the standard procedure of the birth sect, and everyone does it like this.

"According to legend, in the early days of the birth of the Ancient God Court Federation, there was a spiritual root in the heaven and earth named Yuegui.

Its technique condenses the path and gathers fruits, and marriage is born.

The ancestors of my ancestors took this spiritual root as a starting point to achieve the god of marriage, build a bridge for all beings in the world, build a red line, and control the marriage of all beings.

However, with the fall of the Shenting Federation and the fall of the laurel tree, our sect is still passed on, making today's Red Thread Sect..."

As the picture of the sky dances, sections of history and sections of secrets that are not considered secrets are narrated, and the sect culture of the Red Thread Sect is slowly unfolding in front of everyone.

If they guessed correctly, they had a general experience with Zhang Deming at the moment, and they were called to open the back door in advance, so they went to see each other first.

After Zhang Deming walked around, he ignored all this and went directly back to their residence.

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Fang responded and left in a hurry. No matter how you look at his back, he looks a little embarrassed, as if he is really flustered by the teasing of all the disciples.

"Ha ha······"

"Giggle..."

Zhang Deming ignored all the cute smiles behind him and left in a hurry.

"This Fellow Daoist Li seems to be really young!" Yue Jingru said with a smile.

"The people coming to the Li family this time are all talented people under a thousand years old, but it is rare to see such shy ones." Tong Xuexing answered calmly.

"Didn't you say that there are so many women at Xianqin Cliff in the Pure Land of the Qing Dynasty?" Yue Jingru said with some doubts.

Tong Xuexing looked at Yue Jingru and saw that the other party was really confused. He pointedly said: "It should be because the female cultivators in Quan Qingguan are not as bold and forthright as the nobles."

Before returning to the yard, I saw Li

As for the end, that is your home venue for the night banquet. Whether you can find a red thread and form a happy marriage this time depends on your own performance. I can't expect anything here anyway. "

Li Congwen looked around for a week, sized up a few disciples, and said, "Do you understand what I said?"

"Understood!"

"Disciple, you know the importance!"

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Li Congwen nodded in satisfaction to the answers of several people, and then led them out of the small courtyard.

The disciples outside the hospital have been ready for a long time. At this moment, many disciples from the surrounding sects were sparsely attracted to the formation in the square.

When Zhang Deming and the others arrived at the designated area of ​​the formation, the disciples who responded took out their identity tokens, and after activating the tokens, quickly made a tactic.

I only saw Zhang Deming’s feet

Colorful ribbons of sunshine are scattered all over the place, making the whole square a bit dreamy. It’s a good idea to be novel with enough class.

This kind of entrance lasted for more than half an hour, and then slowly stopped. At this moment, the square was full of people, mostly people who came to visit.

First of all, there is a huge square below, and behind the square is a rather high staircase. Every time the stairway goes up a certain distance, there are two platforms on the left and right sides.

On the platform, people from these important sects are placed. The higher up, the smaller the number and the higher the status of the sect.

Zhang Deming and the others were placed on the third to last floor. There was another floor above them, and the top floor above them had huge seats, all of which should have been prepared for the Liuhe bosses.

After that, there is a huge hall. Looking at the entire square and layout, the whole square is somewhat similar to the main hall of the ancient imperial city in previous generations.

For Hongmeng, this scene is the most routine and ordinary situation.

As the entrance came to a halt, the people who were whispering and communicating with their desks isolated from each other slowly stopped.

After waiting for about a few minutes, the whole scene suddenly went silent. Under the gaze of everyone, an old figure took two young people and flew to a seat at the top of the square stairs.

"Welcome to the Valley of Unexpected Destiny, and order old Ruan Chunzhi to join his beloved disciple!"

The old figure came to his seat, and as he sang the salute, he saluted everyone. Many people in the square returned the salute one after another, and then the old man sat down.

It’s just begun. Is there anything wrong with coming back so early? Li Congwen asked.

"Well, I feel bored, but fortunately I plan to come back to practice." Zhang Deming replied slightly awkwardly.

Li Congwen and Li Congxian both frowned. Li Congwen looked solemn and reprimanded: "Nonsense, why practice in a hurry? Even if you have a higher vision, there are many people in the garden who are worth making friends with."

Light pillars appear in the sky from time to time, and the light pillars explode into more or less colorful ribbons in a moment, and disciples with different cultivation levels slide down quickly.

Some disciples, faced with such a feeling, were very curious. They looked around and saw the tendency of Grandma Liu entering the Grand View Garden.

More people quickly adjusted their bodies during the descent, put their hands on their backs, and looked down with indifferent expressions. Their hair and robes were floating, trying their best to show their free, easy, and elegant temperament.

"Then I won't disturb the two masters, uncle Yaxing!" Zhang Deming breathed a sigh of relief after seeing that he had fooled the two of them, bowed to them, and then turned and left.

After leaving the two of them, Zhang Deming returned to his room, raised his hand and took out several gifts he had received before.

After looking at them for a long time, I frowned and thought for a long time. Finally I shook my head, put them all away, and began to practice meditation.

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Time flies, and it’s time for the ceremony in a blink of an eye.

Early in the morning, Zhang Deming, who was deeply in meditation, was awakened by the fluctuations of the formation, and Li Congwen's voice appeared in everyone's ears.

"Hurry and pack up and get ready to attend the ceremony."

Zhang Deming didn't care much about his image, so he cleaned up casually, as long as he could handle Li Congwen's side.

So after a while, he was the first to come outside the courtyard. Li Congwen who was waiting looked at Zhang Deming and nodded.

After a while, one by one disciples began to come out one after another.

"The first half of the Birth Conference should be a bit boring, but don't embarrass me later, and wait carefully.

The second half is a traditional sermon session, where several Liuhe Daxiu will join forces to discuss Taoism. Even for me, it is a pretty good opportunity, so I enjoy it.

This completely different look successfully attracted everyone's attention, and Zhang Deming was no exception.

Zhang Deming looked at Li Congwen's expression, his thoughts flashing, and he replied: "This disciple understands, but at this moment... most of the people who have just met the disciple have, um, gone to the toilet."

"What nonsense? Huh? You said that the people you met are no longer in the park? What about you, you were also invited to go elsewhere?" Li Congwen suddenly paused, looked up at Zhang Deming, and said with a Somewhat surprised.

"That...disciple met an acquaintance of the Yue family and was invited to go shopping in the sea of ​​flowers." Zhang Deming replied shyly and coyly.

Li Congxian looked Zhang Deming up and down for a moment, looked at his shy posture, and smiled: "He is an elf, and he has some blessings."

"Don't praise him so much. I guess he just got lucky by accident." As Li Congwen spoke, he smiled a little. He obviously knew what being invited meant. He looked back at Zhang Deming and said: " If that’s the case, then there’s no harm in going to the ashram.”

After saying that, he ignored Zhang Deming and turned around to continue playing chess with Li Congxian. Half of the game has been played, so hurry up and we should be able to get a result before the conference.

Suddenly, the light of countless runes lit up. The light curtain on the dome of the Sky Protector Array, seemed to be touched suddenly, and shone a beam of light.

Everyone in Zhang Deming, pulled by the light beam, flew into the sky.

After reaching a certain height, you can have a panoramic view of the entire Red Thread Sect. At the same time, beams of light were being received and cast around them one by one, and people from the sects were constantly flying up.

After the old man sat down, another middle-aged man flew to another seat at the top of the stairs with a female disciple.

"Welcome to the Mirror Lake, the twin mirrors together bring their beloved disciples to join the club!"

After the singing ceremony was completed, the middle-aged man bowed to everyone below, and then he and the old man looked at each other and bowed before sitting down.

Immediately afterwards, another old figure, with three young men and a woman, flew up to the last position except the main seat.

This group of five people were dressed a little strangely. The old man is wearing a strange robe, which is a bit like the robe of a cardinal in the church in the previous life, but the color is not red, but white.

Three men and one woman are much simpler. They all wear a windbreaker with a mixture of Chinese and Western elements. They look chic yet beautiful, quite capable and clean.

Cong Wen was playing chess with someone under a big tree in a small square in the accommodation area. Zhang Deming's return at this moment attracted the attention of the two people.

Zhang Deming came to the two of them, bowed to them, and said: "This disciple has met my uncle and met this senior."

"This is our brother from the Shangqing Blessed Land, Li Congxian Prison." Li Congwen looked at Zhang Deming and introduced.

Zhang Deming saluted him again and said, "I have met my great uncle!"

Li Congxian looked Zhang Deming up and down and said, "Is this the kid who has become famous recently? He looks like a good prospect."

"Uncle-Master is so complimentary!" Zhang Deming replied.

"Why are you back? The ceremony has to wait until tomorrow

Zhang Deming and the others, floating in the sky, paused for a moment, countless red silk threads weaved from under their feet, forming a rainbow-like ribbon.

Immediately afterwards, everyone quickly slid down along their respective ribbons. As they slide, the ribbons flicker with dreamy light.

This scene reminded Zhang Deming of a playful joke in his previous life: One day, my prince will appear in front of me wearing armor, carrying colorful auspicious clouds, riding a white horse, and become the person I am destined to be.

This was considered a bad meme in the previous life, but when Zhang Deming swipe down, for some reason, he thought of this bad meme.

Looking around, all the disciples were trying their best to maintain a chic posture and look as handsome as possible. Zhang Deming was speechless for a while.

Fortunately, all of them are big guys who can fly. This kind of rapid descent is not very exciting, but just a little novelty.

Otherwise, the sky would scream out of excitement, and the scene of entering the ceremony would be a bit too beautiful...

They descended very quickly, and in a moment they arrived at a huge square near the top of the main peak.

As the end of the ribbon under his feet rose slightly and rolled slightly, Zhang Deming's sliding speed slowed down sharply. After the speed stopped, he was wrapped around his waist by the end of the ribbon and gently placed in front of a desk that belonged to him.

Zhang Deming stood in front of the desk and looked up. At this moment, the sky

"Welcome to the Tianyu Holy See, Pope Qiu Jiayun, and bring four priests to join the church."

As he sang the salute, the old man Qiu Jiayun performed an authentic Hongmeng salute to the people below like the two before him, and everyone returned the salute slightly.

Immediately, the old man Qiu Jiayun and his twin mirror Ding paid tribute together, and ordered old Ruan Chunzhi and the two to greet each other one after another before sitting down in their seats.

At this point, of the seats above, only the main seat in the middle is left, well, it is a two-seater.

When Pope Qiu Jiayun in white sat down, countless red silk threads in the sky were woven into a wide ribbon, which extended to the front of the main seat like clouds.

A beautiful middle-aged woman and a very mature middle-aged man strolled in under the glow of sunshine with smiles on their faces.

This time, no one sang the ceremony, and there was no need to sing the ceremony. We all knew that these two people were the suzerain of the current Red Thread Sect, the current suzerain of the Red Thread Sect, Yue Hongniang, and her husband Qi Yu.

The two of them watched as they walked towards each other, but their speed was not satisfactory at all. They arrived in front of the main seat in a few steps, and then saluted everyone. As soon as the two arrived, it could be seen that the matchmaker Yue occupies the dominant position among the two.

But it’s normal, this generation of Red Line Sect

Everyone also got a complete impression of the Red Thread Sect from various news and hearsay. They have a relatively complete and orthodox understanding of the Red Thread Sect.

Of course, if he hears too much about Zongmen culture, he will become long and stinky, but it is not too difficult to understand it for the first time, especially after adding certain secrets and legends and turning it into a story.

In the blink of an eye, it was noon, and the sect culture also came to the end.

As the ever-changing shadows in the sky dissipated, many impatient disciples breathed a sigh of relief. In order to make a good impression, none of them fell into samadhi.

After the shadows dissipated, there were several rounds of entertaining music and dances in the center of the square, and then it was time to enter the sermon session that many disciples were looking forward to.

The Liuhe boss personally preached, but not everyone is destined to experience it.

After all, not everyone can enter the blessed land of Grotto-Heaven, even if they are the children of the blessed land of Grotto-Heaven, not everyone has heard the preaching of the Liuhe master.

Therefore, many monks are looking forward to this very much. Especially those Apex Level bosses who come to visit with three talents and four elephants, all of them are looking forward to gaining something.

The four bosses at the main seat looked at each other and ordered Old Ruan Chunzhi to smile and said: "Since you are all so humble, let me do the starting point."

"Yes!"

"Great kindness!"

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The masters catered to them, and ordered old Ruan Chunzhi to look at the crowd, and said: "I think most of you have heard of this old man, but this old man is not qualified to be a cultivator, and he is a wanderer."

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