Emperor Shentongjian

Chapter 272 Crown Scarf Conference
The crown scarf meeting is not without threshold. First, you must submit an application half a month in advance, clarify your ancestral home, place of birth, which society or temple you have studied in, state the reason for cultivating Taoism, and which Taoist line you want to worship. After passing the review , and let you know when you will go up the mountain to accept the crown ceremony trial.

After Zhan Changfeng got the token of the inspector's mansion, the person in charge directly notified her of the time of the crown ceremony trial, saving the step of applying.

The trial of the crowning ceremony was seven days before the crowning ceremony. Early in the morning, Zhan Changfeng came to the north peak of Qiankun Mountain and looked at the nine-story pagoda-shaped Chaotian Temple on the top of the mountain.

Chaotian Temple is a place where incense is at its peak, and it is hidden in the clouds and rosy clouds. It is said that a venerable person once appeared.

On this day, there was no one on the usually crowded mountain road, only a dozen or so innate monks who participated in the crown and scarf meeting stood beside the first stone staircase, either silently, or talking and laughing.

Zhan Chang's demeanor is in line with the natural rhythm, ordinary and unobtrusive, standing alone, waiting for the trial to begin.

Afterwards, twenty monks came one after another, including martial arts and law cultivators, and a demon cultivator dragging an old donkey, which attracted all the monks to look at her several times.

Demon cultivators and demon tribes are two concepts. Demon cultivators are also a kind of Taoist cultivators. Demon cultivators are more difficult than human cultivators. They must first restrain their demon nature and understand the scriptures of heaven and earth.

However, this demon cultivator is full of human flavor at first glance. He is wearing a bun, bare feet, trouser legs are rolled up, and there are still mud spots on his smooth legs. Fang Jiewa, a character who caused headaches for all kinds of elders.

"Old man, if you slow down again, I will kick your ass."

When it was about thirty to forty meters away from the stone ladder, the old donkey stopped moving, wagging its tail and eating the grass on the side of the road.

When some monks saw this, they laughed, it was the first time they saw this kind of demon cultivator.

"Did you hear that, she calls a donkey old man, it seems she is also a donkey." Xie Baiyao shook his head, and the monks who came with him looked at her and laughed.

"A horse and a donkey are also relatives."

They all looked young, dressed gorgeously, and the young master looked graceful, like martial arts from the family, and their words were quite wanton.

Everyone is a monk, even if it is seven or eight hundred meters away, you can still hear what they are saying, but the demon cultivator didn't show any anger, just smiled, and then worried about how to persuade the donkey old man to move.

Xie Baiyao and the others became bolder, "You really are a donkey."

"Sure enough, everything in this world can become a spirit, and the beasts we eat can also cultivate like us."

"The donkey tastes fresh, especially the tendon meat, which is the most enjoyable when served with wine."

"Donkey lungs and donkey livers can live two hundred years. My old man eats them every day."

Some monks couldn't stand it anymore, and because of their identities, they could only turn their faces away.

The only big man with two axes at his waist stood up and said politely, "Several be careful, this is the foot of Qiankun Mountain, and we are here to participate in the crowning ceremony again, don't lose face as a cultivator."

Xie Baiyao said with a smile, "Where is the barbarian, we have to be cautious about what we say, the brothers get together to discuss eating and eating, and it hinders you?"

"That's right, go and go, don't join in the fun."

"Looking at your body, you are also a vigorous person. Could it be that you have taken a fancy to his face, yo, why are you blushing, and you really got stuck in your mind?"

The big man was so angry that he wanted to chop these glib mouths with two axe, but he was grabbed by the monk next to him, so nothing happened.

One person persuaded, "If they want to talk, let them talk. Those involved will ignore them. What are you going to do?"

"Hey, this kind of guy can actually get out, and he will be killed sooner or later."

"Don't talk about it, they are all people who rely on their families. The kid surnamed Xie has an uncle who works in Hidden Cloud Palace."

The big man's face changed slightly, and he spat, but he didn't bother anymore.

Zhan Changfeng noticed that several spiritual senses were paying attention to this side, guessing that the trial had already begun, and continued to close his eyes and meditate.

After a while, the old donkey ate grass all the way, and finally reached the side of the stone ladder, Yaoxiu heaved a sigh of relief.

The big man next to him felt uncomfortable. He was ridiculed for her by Brother Gongzi, and he was full of anger, but she didn't even look over!
Asked, "Hey, little girl, they said that to you just now, I stood up for you, why didn't you react at all?"

The demon cultivator pulled the old donkey's tail to prevent it from eating grass, and took time to look at the big man, "It's reasonable, you and I don't know each other, you help me because of your kindness, and it's your duty not to help, but you insisted on me thanking you." You are wrong."

"I didn't ask you to help, and your help didn't have any practical effect. Instead, it gave them a point to laugh at."

Xie Baiyao heard it, and laughed, "I like the reasoning you said, and it suits my young master's appetite, hahaha, that strong man, since he doesn't accept your favor, why do you go to ask for praise!"

The big man was extremely ashamed and angry, and quickly walked away from her, "It really is a demon cultivator, selfish and cold-hearted."

Yaoxiu laughed heartlessly, only looking at her donkey old man, "You have eaten up a piece of grass, and you are not afraid of stomach pain."

Xie Baiyao took pleasure in his misfortune, "The earth demon cultivator who has no vision, those are wind and grass, which are specially planted here to prevent wind and dust, be careful when the guards come to settle accounts with you."

Yaoxiu let go of the hand that was pulling the donkey's tail, and quickly retreated a few steps, so innocent, "I just happened to be on the same road with it, and I am not familiar with it at all."

The old donkey probably understood, and kicked her half a meter away with a kick. The Yaoxiu patted the ground and stood up, and stepped forward to apologize with a smile.

At this time, the horseshoes burst out, and when I looked around, I saw six horses coming with a cart. All the knowledgeable monks gasped, because the horse was a cloud stepping horse with the blood of a monster, and the driver was A master foundation builder, the carriage behind him is made of high-quality yew and nanmu, and there is a canopy woven with feathers on the top!
Looking at the emblem on the car, it turned out to be a great uncle from one of the seven families!
The carriage swung its tail beautifully, and stopped in front of the stone stairs, forcing several nearby monks to back up again and again, for fear of being run over.

"Young Master Yang, Qiankun Mountain has arrived." The foundation cultivator who was driving the car begged respectfully.

An eleven or twelve-year-old boy got out of the carriage, with a cold face and deep eyes, unlike ordinary people.

"Such a young innate cultivator deserves to be from an aristocratic family."

"It's the one newly found by my uncle's house."

The Foundation Establishment cultivator who was driving the car glanced at the speaker, and the atmosphere was quiet.

Zhan Changfeng felt that the young man looked familiar, it was the son of the uncle's family who was almost robbed by the river robbers when he encountered the river robbers on the boat.

I heard that this son was originally a branch of the uncle's family. Later, when he was recruited by the Sixth Hospital, he was tested for some serious constitution, and was taken back by the uncle's family.

At that time, she was still naive and naive, but now she seems to be a different person, very mature, no wonder she didn't recognize it at a glance.

This crown and scarf conference is getting more and more interesting.

Uncle Yang stood aside with a sullen face, his eyes flicked across the faces of the monks, he focused on the Yaoxiu and the old donkey, and when he looked back, he stopped at Zhan Changfeng's side for a while, closed his eyes and pinched his palms , remain silent.

(End of this chapter)