Chapter 201： In place (1/2)
Seeing Zhao Ning, he bowed further: ”Songyunmen should not be without a master for one day. The leader has been passed down and has been approved by the ancestor. Then, for Songyunmen, you should formally take over.?W≠W ≥W≥.≥8 ≠ 1 ≠ Ｚ = W≈.≥C≥O≈M ”
Pei Ziyun listened to hesitation for a while. Seeing Pei Ziyun's hesitation, Zhang Yun stepped forward: ”Sister, on martial arts, you are invincible, on great power, who can compare to you? What are you hesitant about?”
”Ziyun, you are a disciple in charge and approved by your ancestor. You should take the position, you should simplify, choose a day is better than hit the sun, today is too late, you will inherit the position of tomorrow.” Yu Yunjun said.
The two elders of the rumors have already spoken, and Pei Ziyun said a moment after Chen Mu said: ”With the teacher's command, I can do everything.”
There was a smile in early summer on one side: ”Finally, I also have a head teacher.”
In the early summer, the words were quiet, and there was a murmur.
”Tomorrow, we will gather disciples to preside over the seats for you.” Zhao Ning said.
”I don't know much about these things. I also asked Master Shi and Master to preside.” Pei Ziyun said, ”I'm thinking, there are a few things now.”
”The first thing to do is to settle a deal. Speaking of which, the head of the body has been disturbed for several years. The head of the body also said to me a few days ago that the body was disturbed recently and I was afraid that I would not be able to get up. Are you hurt? ”
Zhao Ning immediately understood that this was to write a gift to the court, and this was also a rule. Naturally, he would not say that he was dying horizontally, but that his health was not good, and he had reached his end of life.
”There are still the bodies of the brothers and sisters in Taoist temple. It's hot now, and I want to collect them, Brother Zhang!”
”Don't dare, what's the order?” Zhang Yun responded immediately.
”We are understaffed and things can't be concealed, so don't hesitate. You take a few brothers and brothers down the mountain at once and count the number to buy coffins and funeral items.”
”Don't invite outsiders. Our tenants are all moving. They go up to the mountain to serve. They refuse to come. They are immediately expelled from the puppet. At this time, they are not willing to do anything. What should they do?”
”Also, please have a doctor, buy enough medicinal herbs.”
When Zhang Yun listened, Zhao Ning sighed secretly. This was originally prepared to say, but Pei Ziyun said that it was not leaking. Thinking about it, he said to Zhang Yun: ”The commander has commanded, you still have to go. do?”
Having changed the title to the head, Zhang Yun just came to his senses, and then he answered again and again, and he quickly led people down the mountain.
At two hours (four hours), Baiyun had been hung on the Songyun Gate, and the bell rang, nine consecutive sounds, echoing in this mountain forest, with a deep wailing.
In front of Songyun Gate, all Taoists changed their filial piety. Seventy-one coffins filled the square. These coffins carried a strong depression.
Originally, the hall of life lanterns was placed. Most of the lights were off, and some were still on. Behind this hall was a shrine, and dozens of spirit cards were added.
Pei Ziyun stood here and remained silent for a long time before he came out of the temple.
The second day · Ancestral Hall
There was a crack in the statue. At this time, it was too late to repair. There was a solemn presence in the hall. All the disciples stood in the hall, and Pei Ziyun said nothing.
Standing in the hall, Zhao Ning glanced at the crowd and said: ”This time the Xuanmen attack, the goalkeeper defeated him, but the loss was not great. Everyone here, if someone doesn't agree, they can make comments. ”
Zhao Ning said that the people in the field all looked at each other and shouted in unison: ”I have no opinion.”
Looking at the disciples in front, the memory of the original owner's past lives, Pei Ziyun was silent for a while before saying, ”Pray for Xuanmen to kill our disciples and break into the blessed land. It is our first enemy of Songyunmen. I will avenge the division. Revenge for the disciples who died in the door. ”
”Revenge, revenge.” All the people in the hall shouted in unison. These disciples either lost the master or the brother, and were full of hatred for Qi Xuanmen.
Pei Ziyun then took out the head commander and knelt down in front of the statue of the ancestor, and shouted, ”Pei Ziyun, who accepts the position of head today, will definitely open Songyun Gate and avenge it.”
After Pei Ziyun finished speaking, he knelt down and scratched his head. After that, there was an aura of light shining on the statue of the ancestor, and a phantom appeared.
Ling Fu immediately transmitted power, and integrated into Pei Ziyun's mind and mind, then a vast feeling penetrated Pei Ziyun's **** and spirit instantly.
”Hum”
The surrounding scene disappeared. In the darkness, Pei Ziyun stood quietly, his eyes faintly dark red.
A little bit of red light lit up around, slowly connected into a piece, and then there was a piece of land in front of me. The first thing I saw was the sky, but the light was very faint, but it was also faintly visible.
At this moment, Pei Ziyun's body trembled, and the entire spirit seemed to be penetrated by the blessed land. A feeling of hundreds of years was gradually breeding. An aura was instantly extracted from the blessed land and turned into a dew that fell on the spirit of Pei Ziyun. Then, , A feeling that seems to be omnipotent, instantly penetrated the heart.
The Yin God grew rapidly, and the entire consciousness immediately fell to the Yin God and opened his eyes. A kind of warmth permeated the body, and there seemed to be a kind of sweetness that constantly nourished the soul.
Everything is clearer now, the land is flat, there is a desert-like place on top, and fields can be seen elsewhere. This is a blessed land, but now there are some cracks in this blessed land, and some auras have been leaked out.
There is a town in the blessed land. The houses are crumbling everywhere, a kind of sadness runs through, some information flows, and Pei Ziyun immediately understands.
”Most ancestors of all dynasties have died. Zhenjun was seriously injured and needed to sleep. The rest of the Yin God with sorrow is constantly repairing the blessed land.”