Chapter 10: Canonized Elders ()

Weiling Peak is located in the southeastern part of the middle of the Het Mountains, towering into the clouds, with an altitude of more than 5,000 meters. The top of the mountain is covered with snow, and it is as quiet as winter all year round. The whole mountain is full of spiritual energy, with a large number of strange trees and grasses, and treasures of heaven and earth. There are a large number of demon birds and beasts, birds and insects, which appear quiet and without losing their vitality.

At the top of the peak, the mountain wind whistled, the sand and stones were flying, but a majestic building was built. Looking down, these exquisite buildings were all connected, forming a huge and majestic palace. There was no trace of cold air in the palace, just like spring. This formed a huge contrast with the snow covered outside. Whenever the bitter cold wind blew onto the palace, a light white light shield suddenly appeared, blocking them outside.

In the early morning, everything is quiet.

Suddenly, a loud "shock" sound broke the calm in the mountains and formed echoes throughout the mountains.

Then, "swish" sounds of "swish" breaking through the sky came everywhere. Immediately afterwards, various colors of light flying all over the sky passed through the sky like meteors. Finally, they were all gathered together and gathered in front of the palace on the mountain, and then fell down and stopped in a square thousands of meters wide in front of the palace.

These lights gradually disappeared, and all the things exposed were like humans.

"gather!"

A loud cry was loud like a bell. Then, an old man with a yellow face and slow walking walked out of the side door of the palace.

The old lie looked around, raised one hand, made a gesture, and shouted again: "Open the mountain gate!"

A heavy sound spread throughout the square, and the palace gate slowly opened. For a moment, the door was shining brightly, which was extremely dazzling!

When the light disappeared, everyone in the square bowed and bowed in this direction.

"All three generations of disciples will enter the Yangshen Temple to discuss important matters!" Another loud voice of the old man came.

Then, some of the people lined up and walked into the palace one by one along the gate. The rest stayed in the square and scattered.

No one made any sound, which made the old man who was just shouting nodded with satisfaction.

After no one entered the door, the old man walked towards the gate step by step, staggering a little. Then he sat down on the ground at the gate and closed his eyes gently.

In the palace and in the main hall, several huge stone pillars stand around, with beautiful two dragons playing with pearls carved on them, which is magnificent.

The smooth and simple marble floor spreads hundreds of square meters on the ground, and the light flows on it, faintly presenting a huge pattern.

At the end of the hall, there are thirty-six layers of gorgeous stone steps, and each stone steps is carved with a pattern, which is different. The patterns are painted with monsters that cannot be named, and they appear vividly.

Above the stone steps is a wide platform. There is only a chair carved from transparent jade on the platform. The chair emits a strong golden and red light, which makes people dare not look at it.

Just above the chair, there is a magnificent horizontal plaque with three majestic gold-burning characters written on it - "Yangshen Temple".

The whole hall cannot see any lighting, but it is very bright and there is no dark place at all.

At this moment, the people had arrived and stood in two rows.

The first person from the left was wearing a dao bun, wearing a gorgeous long gown with light yellow gold edges, holding a pure gold token, and engraved with a large "fa" character on the token.

For some reason, this person frowned and his deep eyes swept across everyone in the hall.

All the people who were swept by his eyes avoided their colors, and some couldn't help but take a step back.

"Haha! Junior Brother Jing, you haven't seen each other for a long time, and you are still so strict! You, the law enforcement master, are too strict. I heard that many people are dissatisfied with you!"

The person who spoke was the first person standing on the right, smiling at the person he called Junior Brother Jing. The clothes he wore were exactly the same as Junior Brother Jing, but his hair was draped and his shoulders were all the time, and he had no beard. He was a young man who looked less than thirty years old.

"Senior Brother He! Stop talking!"

Junior Brother Jing’s voice is dull and powerful, and his tone is a bit hard. He has the temperament of a character who often gives orders.

Senior Brother He hit a nail, narrowed his eyes slightly, but his expression on his face remained unchanged. He was still smiling, just shut his mouth and didn't say anything.

"The Sect Master is here!"

Before he finished speaking, there was an extra person at the entrance of the hall. This person was wearing an ordinary blue-gray long gown, without any objects on his body, and his hair was tied up with only a black strap. His warm face, his eyes as deep and clear as the starry sky, and his sword eyebrows turned, but they were as bright as the sun, and no one dared to look at him. The faintly curved corners of his mouth gave people a feeling of extreme confidence, and his elegant temperament was like a real land immortal!

He walked into the hall step by step, as if he was slow and calm, but in fact he was extremely fast. With just one breath, he was already standing in front of the chair representing the status of the sect leader. Then he turned around, raised his hands to both sides, and sat down slowly in his long gown.

"Greetings to the sect leader!"

There were only ten people standing on the steps, all of them bowed down, and everyone behind them knelt down.

"Get up!"

The sect leader's voice was very light and lazy, but it was clearly heard into everyone's ears. Suddenly, everyone stood up, but they lowered their heads and bowed slightly forward.

The sect leader glanced at everyone calmly, and finally put his eyes on the man standing in front of the left, his eyes lit up slightly. He whispered: "Congratulations to Senior Brother Jing, your cultivation has improved one more step!"

After hearing this, Senior Brother Jing said neither humble nor arrogantly: "Thank you for your appreciation! Wuming is just a little breakthrough."

"Senior Brother Jing is too humble. I wonder if you have broken through to the God Transformation Stage?"

When everyone heard this, they were immediately in an uproar. Many low-level juniors couldn't help but look at him quietly with their eyes.

"When I returned to the sect leader, Wuming really luckily broke through to the God Transformation Stage. This is thanks to the soul-avoiding beads lent to me by the sect leader, which made me safely resist the heart disaster, so I was lucky enough to be fine."

"Hahahaha, there is another cultivator in the God Transformation Stage in our Weiling Sect, which is really worth celebrating! I announce that from today on, Jing Wuming will be the guardian elder of this sect, with a status of the same as that of this sect leader, and you can enter the library of this sect at will. As for the original law enforcement hall master--" The sect leader almost read everyone, and immediately many people stood up straight, with a calm and a little excited look on their faces. The sect leader smiled slightly and said, "It is still Brother Jing who will be the one who will be!"

Suddenly, many people's faces collapsed.

"The Sect Master is not allowed!"

"Hmm?" The sect leader raised his eyebrows and exuded a heavy power. He looked at him and found that the monk named He, the first person on the right, was speaking. He calmed down his face and said politely to him: "What are the great opinions of Senior Brother He?"

"I dare not!" Senior Brother He said slowly, "Go to the sect leader, the elders have always been no deacons. This is the rule left by his ancestors. It is a bit inappropriate for the sect leader to do this. Well, I am straightforward, and I hope the sect leader will not blame Jizai." After saying that, he blinked at the sect leader.

The sect leader smiled faintly and looked at Jing Wuming again: "What do you think of Senior Brother Zizai's words?"

With this change of name, He Zizai's eyes couldn't help but tremble slightly, but then he smiled even brighter.

Jing Wuming still had the same expression, and could not see the joys and sorrows. He said calmly: "The rules of our ancestors cannot be changed. Senior Brother He's words make sense. Of course, I agree with Senior Brother He."

The sect leader looked at the people in the back row again, pointed at one of them casually, and said, "What do you think of Junior Brother Liu?"

Junior Brother Liu hurriedly said, "Go back to the sect leader, Junior Brother, I also agree with Senior Brother He's words."

"Since that's the case, that's good! Everyone, as for the law enforcement hall master, Rong Xianling will choose again after the conference. Before that, Elder Jing will be temporarily replaced! In order to convince the public, I will take back the token first. Elder Jing!"

"yes!"

Jing Wuming bowed and presented the golden token, took off his long gown and handed it to the sect leader. Another disciple presented a white robe and handed it to Jing Wuming. Jing Wuming put it on in public. After doing this, he said to the sect leader:

"Sect Master, the elder is not a deacon, I will not attend this meeting anymore, I will leave first."

Because he is already an elder and has the same identity as the sect leader, Jing Wuming's tone is not as respectful as before. The sect leader didn't care, but said, "Wait a minute, can I ask the elder to do some help?"

"Of course, I don't know what I do if I am the master of the sect?"

The sect leader looked around, paused, and then said, "This time I was summoned to discuss how to face this fairy conference. Elder Jing, you are not good to attend again as an elder. This happens that I have a letter about the fairy conference and want to hand it over to my sect alliance. In order to ensure that the iFlying Sword was intercepted halfway, I had to send it to me by letter! Elder Xiang and the others are in seclusion now. Elder Jing, you have a profound cultivation and are also extremely capable of flying. This matter is urgent, so I would like to ask you to help me!"

"It is my responsibility to serve this sect, so the sect leader should not be polite."

"Okay! Since the elder is unwilling to participate in the meeting, I will hand over the letter to you now. Thank you for your hard work!" After saying that, he shook his sleeves, took out a few jade talismans that had been banned and handed them to Jing Wuming.

After Jing Wuming received the letter, he stopped hesitating, stamped his feet, and flew out of the hall.

The Weiling Sect only allowed the elders and a few others to fly in the hall. Jing Wuming's flight immediately caused many people to sigh enviously. He Zizai chuckled, his eyes flashed, and he didn't know what he was thinking.

"Okay!" The sect leader snorted, and saw the people below stop making noise, and then said: "Next, let's discuss how to deal with this fairy conference, whether to show up in a high-profile manner, or to protect yourself as low-key as in previous years? If you have any opinions, please tell me!"
Chapter completed!