I Just Want To Be Quiet

Heavy Mingzong.

The sea of ​​clouds is full of peaks.

Countless rare and exotic beasts soared freely in the sea of ​​clouds, only a glimpse of them when the clouds were rolling.

Numerous corpse clouds rushed back and forth, and various flying objects passed across the sky, creating a busy and peaceful scene.

The ancestor of the Li family returned to the sect with Pei Ling and Yu Xuezhao, and instantly appeared on a mountain peak at the outer door.

Before anyone and a fox could see the surroundings clearly, he took another step and led them through the peaks and ridges to a courtyard in the ancestral land of the Li family.

Because he had just been taught by the ancestors, Pei Ling had completely stabilized his mind. He did force the Sect Master's wife, but this kind of thing was not worth mentioning in the Demon Sect.

Making a fuss at every turn will only appear to be too small.

Thinking about this, Peiling immediately raised her head and chest, her expression flat, as if nothing had happened.

The ancestor of the Li family saw it from the side and nodded slightly. Although this kid's mood was very ordinary, at least he could teach him.

Thinking of this, the ancestor turned around and faced the Li clan member who had heard the movement and came to wait for orders: "Peiling has already condensed a high-grade fairy infant, and he will be able to take the position of the saint child immediately."

"You guys get ready now."

"Don't forget to send someone to inform the people of the eight factions."

When the Li clan members heard the words, they all showed surprise, and looked at Pei Ling one after another.

This has only been more than a month, Pei Ling has actually become a top-grade fairy?

However, at the moment the ancestor ordered, no one dared to delay.

So after being astonished, he immediately lowered his head: "Oh, yes!"

Immediately retreat to prepare.

The ancestor of the Li family turned around and said to Pei Ling: "You have now become a top-grade fairy, and the old man's outlook on your soul is stronger than the original moon hunting."

"There is absolutely no problem at the moment whether it is climbing the Ten Thousand Clan Blood Ladder or responding to the challenges of the eight factions."

"Now, follow the old man to ask the sovereign to leave the customs."

"Yes!" Before Pei Ling's words fell, the whole person felt a whirl of the sky, and countless strange scenery flashed by quickly.

When he came back to his senses, he was already standing in front of a palace hanging high in the nine days.

This palace, with cornices and horns, carved beams and painted buildings, is majestic, magnificent, and gorgeous.

However, when you look carefully, the patterns of monsters and beasts are everywhere, and there are more ferocious bone dragons, hovering in the clouds, and the devil's intent is hidden.

"This is the residence of my sect masters of the past dynasties, named Tiangengong." Standing on the square in front of the palace, the ancestor Li calmly introduced Pei Ling, "After the sect master assumed the throne, he lived here forever. I rarely go out."

While talking, he had already taken Pei Ling up the long steps in front of the palace gate, and after passing a wide terrace, arrived in front of the palace gate.

The palace gate in front of him is as high as one hundred meters, carved with the images of various evil ghosts, ghosts, and puppets, all hideous and terrifying.

Only among the demons dancing near below, there is a pair of beautiful maids who look like twins, holding a pipa, a flute, embroidered with manzhushahua on the myrobalan, and a long crepe dress tied around the waist, with bare shoulders and arms. The colorful ribbons on the ring flutter, like the legendary flying goddess.

The ancestor of the Li family glanced at them and said quietly: "Spread the story, the old man is here to harass."

The two maids blinked when they heard the words. In an instant, they separated from the palace gate, flew out like a fish, and then dived into the gap of the palace gate, went inside, and disappeared.

After a while, the tall palace door suddenly opened, and Su Lijing's voice came out: "Senior Li, what's the matter?"

The ancestor of the Li family calmly said: "Pei Ling has already succeeded in coagulating the infant, and today he can take the position of the saint son, and ask the suzerain to leave the customs and preside over the ceremony."

Su Lijing was slightly surprised: "Oh?"

In the next moment, Pei Ling immediately felt that a powerful divine mind quickly swept across him.

He tried to stay calm. After all, he had just forcibly pushed the wife of the Sovereign Master Ming Media who was marrying the hair, but today he still wants the Sovereign to help host the ceremony of the Saint Son... Even though the ancestor is sheltering from the side, his heart is still somewhat nervous.

At this moment, the Sect Master’s voice sounded again: "The top grade fairy infant, not bad."

Immediately afterwards, Su Lijing said, "If this is the case, then this seat will immediately leave the customs and preside over the ceremony of the holy son for Pei Ling."

The ancestor Li nodded and said: "There is Sect Master Lao, the old man will take Pei Ling to do some other preparations, Madam, we won't go there and bother."

"For any negligence, please mediate one or two from the Sect Master."

Su Lijing said: "Don't worry, although my three families are usually in disagreement, no one will mess around with such important matters as the fundamental inheritance of the Holy Sect."

"No messing around!"

"As the Sect Master, we should lead by example. How can we be embarrassed at this time?"

"Especially nowadays there are foreign sects who come to observe the ceremony. In any case, they can't lose the reputation of the holy sect."

"With this measure, this seat still has it."

The ancestor of the Li family nodded and said, "Thank you very much, the lord, if so, the old man will take Peiling away first."

Su Lijing said: "Senior walk slowly."

Before he could say anything, Pei Ling was in a trance again, and when he recovered, he had already returned to the courtyard of the Li family's ancestral land.

Only then did he secretly breathe a sigh of relief.

Very good, it seems that the lord doesn’t know about this for the time being...

Um……

In fact, even if you know it, it should be fine.

After all, there is an ancestor to protect him now, and depending on the attitude of the ancestor, this kind of thing is not a big deal in the magic door...

Thinking of this, Peiling suddenly felt courageous again.

At this time, he listened to the Li family's ancestor's instructions: "The saint son's orthodox ceremony involves the most fundamental inheritance of my saint sect."

"Therefore, for this ceremony, even if everything is simplified, it will take some time before it can be arranged properly."

"Just take advantage of this period of time, you will live here, so that you can sort out the gains of Ningying."

"After climbing the Ten Thousand Clan Blood Ladder, I was more calm."

"So, it lives up to the name of my holy sect Tianjiao."

Pei Ling salutes respectfully: "Yes, the disciple obeys his orders."

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There are many methods in the practice. Although the Grand Ceremony of the Holy Son's Orientation is extremely important and there are many arrangements, it is quickly prepared due to the busyness of the Hezong and some high-level monks in person.

In less than two hours, the Sea of ​​Clouds in Zhongmingzong rolled over, and countless floating platforms rose.

The gate of the mountain opened wide, and many non-top sects, aristocratic families, and vassals who received the news... all arrived in the dust and offered generous gifts to congratulate the new prospective son.

According to Li's arrangement, the eight factions of the true biography are distinguished by Zhengmo, with one floating platform on one side, one left and one right, facing away from each other, and connected with other floating platforms by Hongqiao.

The highest point is the theme where the sovereign, the ancestors, and the elders are located. Like the last ceremony of the saintess, the whole platform of the theme is hidden in a gloomy cloud. I look vague, and nothing. can not see clearly.

In addition, there are clusters of flowers and sounds of silk and bamboo everywhere in the eye.

Under the guidance of the disciples of the Chongming Sect, the eight true stories have all been seated one after another, sitting silently in their seats, all of them not in their minds.

The scene yesterday had too much impact on them!

Until now, I still haven't fully recovered...

Originally, between the two realms of righteousness and devil, whether it was the vast difference in concept and the degree of enmity accumulated, they had never been able to coexist peacefully.

In the common face, at least they will ridicule each other, and it is also common to fight against each other with disagreement.

But this time, whether it is the righteous side or the devil's side, there is no thought to say a word at all.