Under One Person, the little witch only wants to collect elves

Chapter 272 Before the Luotian Grand Ceremony, the Wuhou Sect's Warlocks' Dual Cultivation of Life and Death
Luotian Dajiao is one of the most solemn activities in Taoist fasting and offering ceremonies.

Luotian means all heavens, which means to snare all heavens and all earth.

Jiao refers to the ceremony of fasting and offering sacrifices. After the Ming Dynasty, Taoism mostly used Jiao instead of fasting. The purpose of the ceremony was to pray for peace and prosperity in the country and good weather.

In modern times, the Luotian Grand Ceremony has been held many times, but never has the selection of the Heavenly Master's successor been included in the ceremony like this one.

However, for most of the famous and upright sects, what they want is not the qualification of an heir, but the opportunity to show up in a grand ceremony like the Luotian Grand Ceremony, or the reward for the competition added by Lu Jin - the Tongtian Talisman.

The attitudes of the Lu and Wang families are also very clear. If they want to take action against the "Qi Body Origin", they must do everything possible to prevent Zhang Chulan from joining Longhu Mountain.

Zhang Zhiwei is extremely powerful, but the final say on many major events in the world of extraordinary people is still in the hands of the company and the Ten Elders Conference. The selection of the successor to the Heavenly Master is a decision he has to make due to the circumstances.

But Yan Huan still didn't expect that the old master could do this.

Yan Yue pinched her chin. She didn't understand anything about elves, but the brother in front of her was an expert in this area.

"Brother, what do you think about this?"

How can I see it?
It was just a matter of blatantly writing the words "Yan Huan is not allowed to participate in the competition".

"The old Taoist priest has his own considerations." Yan Huan said perfunctorily and evaded the question.

At the Luotian Grand Ceremony, you will just go as an insignificant spectator, and when the ceremony begins, you will just follow them into Longhu Mountain.

There was no need for Yan Huan to make much preparation. For the rest of his days, he just went in and out of the anatomy laboratory to prepare a practical foundation for digesting the knowledge. After that, he traveled frequently between Tianjin and Jiangxi.

Before Yan Youlong received the news of the Luotian Grand Ceremony, some elders from major sects had already received the notice.

Lanxi, Zhejiang, Zhuge Bagua Village, Wuhou School.

Inside the martial arts hall, sunlight shines through the quaint window frames, casting dappled shadows, and the air is filled with the scent of sweat and wood.

On both sides of the spacious room, eighteen kinds of weapons were neatly placed, including spears, swords, halberds, axes, hooks and sickles. All kinds of cold weapons flashed with cold light and stood quietly on the shelves.

Zhuge Qing and his father Zhuge Gong stood in front of the rack, both of them were wearing black martial arts uniforms, with solemn and dignified expressions.

Their eyes met each other, without words, but revealing a deep silent understanding and silent weight.

After a brief eye contact, Zhuge Gong straightened his back, breathing slowly, and seemed to be brewing some important decision in his heart.

"Are you ready? Qing!"

"Oh!" Zhuge Qing responded loudly.

pat!

Zhuge Qing placed four large bricks on top of his head, supported himself with both hands, slightly tensed his body, slightly spread his legs, and stood firmly on his feet.

His breathing was a little rapid. He had been concentrating completely in these few seconds, but he still swallowed involuntarily.

Zhuge Gong stood in front of him, holding a heavy hammer in his hand, without any hesitation in his eyes.

"Humph! They all say that my descendants of the Zhuge family are sorcerers who can only set up formations and calculate. Don't you know that without strong bones and muscles, you can't live long? How can you pursue the ultimate in magic and Taoism?"

"Here we go, Qing! This is the dual cultivation of life and death of our Wu Hou sect sorcerers!"

Zhuge Gong said no more, swung up the hammer, and smashed it hard on Zhuge Qing's head.

With a loud "boom", the bricks shattered instantly, brick chips flew everywhere, and the ground of the martial arts field was instantly covered with broken fragments.

Zhuge Qing was hit so hard by the hammer that he felt dizzy and his vision went dark. He staggered for a moment, but he gritted his teeth and stood firm, steadying his shaking body.

Before Zhuge Qing could fully recover from the violent shock, a lively voice suddenly sounded beside him.

"Dad! I'm ready too!" Zhuge Bai suddenly jumped into view. He was shirtless and only wore a pair of blue shorts. His fair body was particularly eye-catching under the light.

His eyes widened, cold sweat pouring down his face, but he also looked expectant. His expression seemed a little out of place in this solemn martial arts hall, and inexplicably funny.

"Come on, Dad! Use the biggest ruler!"

Zhuge Gong glanced at him, his face still maintaining that calm expression, his voice low and indifferent: "Oh!"

He responded, then walked to the weapon rack and reached out to take down a heavy iron ruler. The ruler was dark in color, very heavy, and shone with a cold luster.

Zhuge Bai stood there, his horse stance tighter, his body trembling slightly.

Sitting on the armchair in front of the hall, Zhuge Liang silently observed everything. He always felt that the beatings with oil hammers on the head and iron rulers on the ribs seemed a bit inhumane to the bystanders.

After helping his two sons to practice hard skills, Zhuge Gong returned to the front of the hall respectfully, cupped his hands and said, "Grandfather, the two boys are quite impressive among their peers. I wonder what you think of this Luotian Grand Ceremony?"

Zhuge Liang was silent for a moment, then said earnestly: "Gong, I have told you many times that family affairs are still decided by you and the elders."

"You, Qing and Bai too, all have their own lives to live, and some decisions need to be made by yourself."

Zhuge Qing cleaned up his hair, tidied up his appearance, and came to the front of the hall to pay his respects, saying, "Grandfather, Qing wants to go there. Not for the sake of competing for supremacy, but just to see more of the vast world and to temper his character."

"and···"

Zhuge Qing wanted to say something but stopped himself. The corners of his mouth rose and then quickly fell down. In the end, he couldn't help laughing.

"Cough, cough, cough!" Zhuge Gong pretended to cough a few times, and Qing immediately put on a serious expression.

"Excuse me, ancestor."

"It's just that there is one thing that I'm very concerned about. The news from Longhu Mountain specifically mentioned elves. It seems that the implication is that they are intentionally excluding Mr. Shui Jing."

"Although...but...this is inexplicably quite funny..."

Zhuge Qing raised his hand to cover his mouth to hide his smile, but inexplicably he remembered the shoe prints left by Yan Huan on his body, and his smile immediately disappeared.

Zhuge Liang waved his hand and asked Qing to show him the thing called a mobile phone, then nodded and said:
"It was written for him to read, but it was also written for all the major sects to read."

"Huh?" Zhuge Qing opened his fox eyes in confusion.

"Qing, you don't care about some false reputation and magic now, but if you were your old self, standing from the perspective of a bystander, what would you think if Mr. Shui Jing participated in the competition?" Zhuge Liang asked.

Zhuge Qing thought for a moment and blurted out, "Then what's the point of competing? Just let him change his surname and join Mount Longhu. There's no need to use the Tongtian Lu as a reward for participating. Elder Lu can just give it to him directly."

"Ah? Then what's the point of holding the Luotian Grand Ceremony to select candidates?"

Zhuge Liang smiled and said, "So, this notice not only released a message, but also gave each sect a reassurance."

"Witch King Shui Jing will not show up to compete, so you don't have to worry about a one-sided crushing situation."

Zhuge thought about it and decided that according to Yan Huan's personality, it was unlikely that he would get involved in Taoist rituals. With this in mind, the Zhengyi sect of Mount Longhu was indeed considering rationalizing the selection process for the Luotian Dajiao.

We need to ensure that there are enough contestants, that it is legitimate, and that it is fair and just...

"Could it be..." Zhuge Qing felt a little suspicious.

Zhuge Liang nodded approvingly: "Qing, you are right."

"It is quite novel that the Luotian Grand Ceremony is selecting the successor of the Heavenly Master. This Heavenly Master Ren probably has other plans. I am afraid there are people of high status among the contestants."

Zhuge Gong frowned, "What kind of person is worthy of the old Taoist priest to do this?"

"It is probably because the background is extremely complicated. It is probably related to the Jiashen Rebellion that you told me about before. We need to keep the so-called 'Eight Wonders' and the series of immortal secrets involved behind them."

Whoosh!

Zhuge Liang turned into a wisp of gentle breeze and slowly disappeared into the jade stone hanging on Zhuge Qing's chest.

"Then go ahead, Qing."

"I have nothing to do, so I just want to go out for a walk."

Zhuge Qing nodded in agreement and immediately booked a flight to Jiangxi at the beginning of next month.

Returning to the room, he placed the jade in a wooden cabinet and a brocade box. He couldn't help but wonder what his ancestor thought of the Eight Wonders.

(End of this chapter)