Chapter 393 Danfeng Acceptance Ceremony, Holy Son Golden Crown! 【24, please subscribe】
The third day of May
The mountain gate of Changsheng Valley, which had been deserted all the time, became lively!
At this critical moment of the scuffle between the various sects, Danfeng Yu Qingyan held such a high-profile acceptance ceremony, no matter what kind of grievances or hatreds the various forces have, they have to come to congratulate them on the face of it.
Early in the morning, the airships of the major forces arrived one after another!
Yanyue Sect, Divine Sword Sect, Corpse Demon Sect...
Jindan Chen family, Jindan Lu family, Jindan Xu family...
Babaozhai, Sihai Commercial Firm, Wanling Pavilion...
Flying boats carrying the banners of major forces just docked quietly above the mountain gate. There were countless small forces arriving in the distance. The scene can be said to be quite grand.
Eternal Life Valley also attaches great importance to this!
Although this is the grand ceremony of accepting disciples of Danfeng, in fact, the ancestor has personally said that Wei Han will be promoted to the sect's holy son at the same time, so this time is also a big event for Changshenggu.
The entire sect is busy with the coordination of the External Affairs Hall and the Internal Affairs Hall.
Not only are the lights and festoons arranged everywhere, but everything from receiving guests to welcoming and sending them off is done properly. It can be seen that the sect is very experienced in holding various ceremonies.
At noon!
The main hall of the first peak is overcrowded.
All kinds of congratulatory crowds crowded the place.
The elders of the various peaks of the sect, the elite disciples of the inner sect, the true disciples, and several holy sons and saintesses, as long as they did not go to the battlefield in the mysterious forest, they all attended very honorably.
Even if Wei Han is unwilling to keep a low profile today!
also had to stand under the eyes of everyone with a high profile, and at the same time put on a set of purple-gold robes that were more noble and domineering than the robes of true disciples.
This is the third-order high-level holy son robe!
The whole body is made of golden cicada silk. Every inch of silk thread is expensive and scary. There are not only nine formations of different sizes inside, but even a mini teleportation formation.
It can not only resist the full-strength blow of Jindan in the later stage, but also teleport hundreds of miles away in an instant at the critical moment of life and death. Unless the Nascent Soul Qi Da Neng personally strikes, it is absolutely difficult for ordinary people to cause harm to him.
This is the essence of Changsheng Valley!
How important is a holy son? Just looking at a set of robes is enough to make countless people vomit blood with envy!
"The auspicious time has come, and the apprenticeship ceremony has officially begun!"
A white-haired elder shouted loudly, and everyone retreated in silence.
The next step is for the disciples of the Longevity Valley to pay homage to their ancestors. Rows of disciples kowtow and offer incense to the tablets in the Ancestral Spirit Hall in unison, and then the elders read the eulogy.
"All patriarchs and sages, the unfilial disciple Qing Yan is the elder of Danfeng, for the inheritance of Baodanfeng and the rise and fall of the sect, I hereby accept disciples, and I hope the patriarch will agree."
Yu Qingyan personally offered incense and kowtowed to the Patriarch of the Ming Dynasty!
Wei Han also respectfully served tea behind him!
"Disciple Wei Han, pay respects to Master!"
"Kowtow to all the ancestors!"
After Yu Qingyan took it, he bowed to the ground three times after drinking the tea, and the gift of apprenticeship was considered complete. As for the identity of Yudie, he had already changed, so there is no need to repeat it at this moment.
Next!
Yu Qingyan took a few steps back.
Elder Hefa who presided over the ceremony stepped forward in person, took a gilt copper crown from the maid's tray, and solemnly put it on top of Wei Han's head.
Elder Hefa gave a loud lecture!
All the inner and outer disciples below bowed and shouted: "We pay homage to the Holy Son!"
At this moment, Wei Han is wearing a gold-plated copper crown and a third-tier purple-gold robe. Although his face is expressionless, he exudes a trace of majesty inexplicably. The glance of his eyes shocked countless disciples.
"Thank you for the love of the ancestor, and the support of the elders!" Wei Han flicked his sleeves, and said loudly: "Wei received the favor from the sect, and he will definitely live up to the cultivation of the sect and the high expectations of the master."
"Okay, hahaha!"
Yu Qingyan was satisfied, and everyone breathed a sigh of relief.
"Old ghost Yu, you have taken in a good apprentice, congratulations!"
"This son has a firm face and a very noble fate. He is indeed a good apprentice. Congratulations to Changsheng Valley for adding another saint son!"
"Hahaha, being able to witness Wei Shengzi's demeanor with my own eyes today is really a worthwhile trip!"
All the elders and bigwigs of the major forces all joked and complimented.
After all, everyone carries the sedan chair, and beautiful words don’t cost money.
As long as it is not the sect forces that are the enemies of life and death, the big scene of being promoted to the Holy Son still needs to be treated lightly.
Yu Qingyan brought his relatives and disciples to pay a visit to this sect boss and get to know the elders of various peaks. He was so busy that Wei Han's face was almost frozen with laughter.
He is not a sociable person!
But any identity here is either rich or expensive.
Putting on a stinky face is obviously not acceptable, no matter how bad it is, you have to smile politely, so Wei Han only feels a little headache at the moment.
However, he firmly remembered everyone's face, breath, identity, and details. As a dog king, he had to figure out who could offend and who could not, so he worked very hard to remember.
First of all, the three young masters of Danfeng!
They are senior sister Su Ruixue, second senior brother Zhao Ye, and third senior brother Xu Rufeng.
"Junior brother, congratulations, if we were a little older and fortunate enough to worship under the master's door early, I'm afraid we would have to respectfully call you holy son today!"
"Yes, it's really enviable, junior brother is so lucky!"
"In the future, the younger brother can take care of us more!"
The three of them were all smiles, but they couldn't hide the maliciousness in their hearts.
Obviously, as brothers of the same school, they had no intention of helping each other, and only regarded Wei Han as a competitor, for fear that he would rob them of the inheritance right of Danfeng.
Wei Han sneered and didn't bother to talk to them, and continued to get acquainted with other people with a few casual words. The invisible contempt made the three of them almost want to vomit blood.
Immediately after are the other holy sons and saints!
Their magnificent aura is unfathomable, but they just stood quietly aside, but they snatched away countless rays of light.
At the same time, he was surrounded by many compliments from inner sects and true disciples. Wei Han saw with his own eyes that Xu Jinyan, who was at the top of the sect's Tianjiao list, and Concubine Liu Ye, who was second on the Tianjiao list, were fawning around like younger brothers, while the saints and saints But he has an indifferent face.
Not only do they not like to talk to people, they are not even interested in Wei Han, the Seventh Son, as if they are bored watching the hopping ants.
"Is it strange?" Yu Qingyan smiled from the side: "These little guys are different from the glamorous second generation of immortals like Concubine Liu Ye, Xu Jinyan. Jindan stage cultivation base, even though you have the status of the Holy Son, you can't get into their eyes."
"As long as they give up fighting for the succession rights of the next suzerain, they can immediately become the master of Yifeng and be promoted to elders, so sometimes they even dare not give us old guys face. If the master did not send a message, they would not be bothered to participate in such trivial matters Woolen cloth."
The corners of Wei Han's mouth curled up when he heard this.
Silently remembered the faces of the saints and saints, but didn't say much.
In the world of cultivating immortals, strength is always respected, and status and status are really nothing, so it is normal for people to ignore him.
"The road to life is long, and it's still unknown who will have the last laugh." Wei Han chuckled lightly in his heart.
(end of this chapter)