Chapter 272: The Crown Scarf Conference
The crown scarf conference is not without thresholds, first of all, you have to submit the application half a month in advance, explain the ancestral hometown, birthplace, which social science or which temple you have come from, state the reason for the cultivation, and which side of the Taoist vein you want to worship, and after passing the review, you will be notified when to go up the mountain to accept the crown ceremony trial.
After Zhan Changfeng got the token of the Inspector's Mansion, the principal directly informed her of the time of the crown ceremony trial, eliminating the need to apply for this step.
Seven days before the crown scarf conference, early that morning, Zhan Changfeng came to the north peak of Qiankun Mountain, looking at the nine-story tower-like view of the top of the mountain.
Chaotianguan is the place where incense is at its peak, and the treasure light is hidden in the clouds and clouds, and it is rumored that there have been traces of the Venerable.
On this day, the mountain road was empty, and only a dozen or so innate monks who participated in the crown scarf meeting stood by the first stone staircase, either silent, or chatting and laughing.
Zhan Chang's atmosphere is in harmony with the rhythm of nature, ordinary and unobtrusive, standing alone on the side, waiting for the trial to begin.
Later, twenty monks came one after another, both martial and legal, and there was also a demon cultivator, dragging an old donkey, which attracted all the monks to look at her several times.
Demon cultivation and demon clan are two concepts, demon cultivation is also a kind of Taoist cultivation, demon cultivation is more difficult than human cultivation, they must first restrain their demon nature, to understand the meaning of heaven and earth.
However, this demon cultivator looks full of human flavor at a glance, combing a bun, bare feet, high trouser legs, and mud spots on his smooth legs, there is no haze when he laughs, and he is a little ruffian, like the kind of character who doesn't go to the house for a day and makes all kinds of elders have a headache.
"Uncle, if you swallow it slowly, I'll kick your ass. β
When there were still thirty or forty meters away from the stone staircase, the old donkey didn't move, wagging his tail to eat the grass on the side of the road, and no matter how much the demon cultivator pulled, he couldn't pull it.
When some monks saw this, they sneered, it was the first time they had seen this kind of demon cultivator.
"Do you hear, she calls a donkey uncle, and it seems that she is also a donkey spirit. Xie Baiyao shook her head, and the monks who came with her looked at her and laughed.
"Horses and donkeys are also related. β
Several of them looked young, gorgeously dressed, and had a good demeanor, like a martial artist from the family, and their words were quite wanton.
Everyone was a monk, and even if they were seven or eight hundred meters away, they could hear what they were saying, but the demon cultivator was not angry, he only smiled, and he was worried about how to persuade the old donkey to move.
Xie Baiyao and the others were even bolder, "It's really a donkey spirit." β
"In this world, everything can become refined, and the beasts that eat can also cultivate like us. β
"The donkey tastes fresh, especially the tendon meat, which is the most enjoyable to marinate and drink. β
"Donkey lungs and donkey livers can live for 200 years if eaten, and my old man eats them every day. β
Some monks couldn't stand it anymore, and because these people's identities were not good enough to stand out, they could only turn their faces.
The only big man with two axes on his waist stood up and said politely, "A few cautious words, this is under the Qiankun Mountain, and we are here to participate in the crown ceremony, don't lose the face of the cultivator." β
Xie Baiyao smiled and said, "Where did you come from, what should we be cautious about, how many brothers get together to discuss and discuss eating is hindering you?"
"That's it, go and go, don't join in the fun. β
"Look at your body is also an energetic person, don't you fall in love with other people's faces, yo, what are you blushing, you are really poked in the center?"
The big man was so angry that he wanted to split these mouths with two axes, but he was dragged by the monk next to him, so he didn't have any trouble.
One of them persuaded, "If they want to say, let them say, and the people concerned will ignore them, what are you going to do?" β
"Phew, this kind of guy can get out and get killed sooner or later. β
"Don't say it, they are all people who have their backs to the family, the kid surnamed Xie, and an uncle who works as an errand in the Zangyun Palace. β
Dahan's face changed slightly, and he took a sip, but he didn't care about it anymore.
Zhan Changfeng noticed that there were several divine senses paying attention to this side, guessing that the trial had begun, and continued to close his eyes and recuperate.
After a while, the old donkey ate grass all the way, and finally ate to the stone ladder, and the demon cultivator breathed a sigh of relief.
The big man on the side felt uncomfortable, he was ridiculed for her by Brother Gongzi, and he was angry, but she didn't even look at her!
Questioning, "Hey, little girl, they just said that about you, I stood up for you, why didn't you react at all?"
The demon cultivator dragged the old donkey's tail and didn't let it eat grass, and took the time to look at the big man, "Be reasonable, you and I don't know each other, help me because of your kindness, it's your duty not to help, but it's wrong for you to insist that I thank you." β
"I didn't ask for your help, and your help didn't make a real difference, but gave them a point to laugh at. β
Xie Baiyao heard it and laughed, "I like what you said, for Young Master Ben's appetite, hahaha, that strong man, since people don't accept your affection, how can you still go up to ask for praise!"
The big man was extremely embarrassed and angry, and walked away from her quickly, "Sure enough, it's a demon cultivator, selfish, and cold-hearted." β
Demon Xiu laughed heartlessly, only caring about her donkey uncle, "You have eaten a piece of grass, and you are not afraid of stomach pain." β
Xie Baiyao gloated, "The earth demon cultivator who has no eyesight realm, that is the wind and grass, specially planted here to prevent wind and dust, be careful that the guards come to you to settle accounts." β
The demon cultivator let go of the hand that was tugging the donkey's tail, and quickly retreated a few steps, so he was not innocent, "I just happened to be on the same road with it, and I didn't know it at all." β
The old donkey probably understood, a kick kicked her half a meter away, and the demon cultivator patted the soil and stood up, smiled and stepped forward to apologize, and everyone was amazed, and even Xie Baiyao didn't joke anymore.
At this time, the horse's hooves were bursting, and when I looked, I saw six horses pulling a cart coming, and the knowledgeable monks all took a breath of cold air, just because the horse was a cloud-stepping horse with the blood of a demon beast, and the one driving the car was a master of foundation building, and the carriage behind him was made of high-quality yew nanmu, and there was a canopy woven with feathers on the top!
Looking at the emblem on the car, it turned out to be one of the uncles of the Seven Families!
The carriage stopped in front of the stone staircase with a beautiful swing of tail, forcing several nearby monks to retreat one after another, for fear of being run over.
"Young Master Yang, Qiankun Mountain has arrived. The monk who was driving the car asked.
An eleven or twelve-year-old boy walked out of the carriage with a cold face and deep eyes, not like an ordinary person.
"Such a young innate cultivator deserves to come from a family. β
"It's the one that Uncle Tai's family just found back. β
The Tsukiji monk's gaze swept over the speaker, and the atmosphere was quiet.
Zhan Changfeng felt that this young man was familiar, it was the child of his uncle's family who was almost robbed by the river thieves when he encountered the river thieves on a boat.
I heard that this son was originally a side branch of Uncle Tai's family, but later when the Sixth Academy enrolled students, he was tested for something terrible and was taken back by Uncle Tai's family.
At that time, she was still a childish and naΓ―ve, but now she seems to be a different person, very mature, no wonder she didn't recognize it at a glance.
It's getting more and more interesting.
Uncle Yang stood aside with a tiger face, his eyes swept over the faces of the monks, focusing on the demon cultivator and the old donkey, and when he retracted his gaze, he stayed on Zhan Changfeng's side for a while, closed his eyes and pinched his palm, and remained silent.