Stars fall and locust trees grow

There are nine people in total, and their origins are unknown...

Li Chi stood up and looked around the hall. There were people of all shapes and sizes, of all colors and styles.

But there was no sight of the man in black robe.

So he lowered his head and asked Zhu Weiqing: "When you were outside the palace just now, did you see anyone wearing a black robe?"

Zhu Weiqing thought for a moment and said, "I haven't seen it."

Li Chi turned to Wei Li on the other side.

"What about you, Fatty?"

Wei Li was sitting next to them and had heard everything.

So he answered, “I have never seen it either.”

Li Chi was puzzled: "The ceremony was scheduled to be held at 9:00 pm, and the time is about to come, but the group of black-robed people have not appeared. What do you think is their purpose in appearing in Shuozhou City at this time?"

Zhu Weiqing whispered, "No matter what their purpose is, you don't have to worry so much. For people like this who come from unknown places, I'm sure the master has already sent people to secretly keep an eye on them."

She took a bite of the spiritual fruit and chewed it for a few times. "Besides, even if something really happens, it's not our turn to take action. We just need to stay here and be at ease."

Li Chi thought that what Zhu Weiqing said made sense.

Let alone this grand ceremony, the Changsheng Hall had already made all the necessary preparations just in case. At this moment, masters from various sects gathered in this hall, and there were two masters from the first-level sect alone.

Even if the sky falls, there are Gu Chuanlin and others to hold it up. If they can't hold on, there are still Zeng Muhan and Gu Huaiyi behind them... If worst comes to worst, there is still Wei Li!

In short, no matter what, it would not be the turn of this weak and useless piece of shit like him.

The most important thing is that his life now is hard-earned. Instead of putting himself in danger, it is better to quickly solve the "hidden illness" in his body, and then quietly practice Taoism and strive to live for hundreds or thousands of years. He will be satisfied then.

So, Li Chi stopped thinking about it and grabbed a few spiritual fruits from Wei Li's small table and started to chew them.

While eating, he asked Zhu Weiqing: "By the way, Miss Qingqing, what are the good programs for today's ceremony?"

Zhu Weiqing said: "It's nothing more than the master of the sect giving a speech, and then a few brothers and sisters performing some boring programs."

Li Chi said: "It seems that Miss Qingqing doesn't seem to be interested in these programs!"

Zhu Weiqing yawned loudly.

"What is there to watch? They rehearsed many times beforehand, and we've seen enough... Besides, we, the disciples responsible for receiving the various sects, got up at the beginning of the morning hour today. We have to distribute the Tianxuan Bi and lead the Kunzhou. We are so sleepy. Instead of watching their performance, we might as well go back and have a good sleep."

Li Chi: “…”

***

Bai Yunping, the leader of the Changsheng Palace, is a short and fat old man with white hair, eyebrows and beard, who looks very kind.

According to Zhu Weiqing, Bai Yunping is now over 2,300 years old, and his realm has reached the peak of the fourth level of the True Transformation Realm. His six junior brothers, the elders of the Changsheng Hall, stood on both sides of his body, standing in a row, and from a distance, they looked like the Chinese character "concave".

Seeing that the hour of Si had arrived, the old man tapped his toes lightly, walked in the air, and then hung in the middle of the sky above the hall. When he opened his mouth, his voice was like a loud bell.

"Welcome all colleagues to the upgrading ceremony of our Changsheng Palace today. Bai is extremely grateful. Now that we have been upgraded to a fourth-level sect, Changsheng Palace will live up to everyone's expectations and protect the peace of the area. We will work together with all the sects present to revitalize the spiritual realm!"

"Next, the ceremony officially begins!"

As soon as the old man finished speaking, a piece of purple gauze satin suddenly fell from the top of the hall.

Then, a young woman in purple clothes and a veil on her face slowly walked down the satin.

Li Chi wondered if she had been hiding on the beam early in the morning.

The woman was graceful, like a fairy, holding a long sword and dancing freely in the hall. Although the sword was sharp, every step was full of flowers. The most amazing thing was that countless colorful petals were attracted by the sword energy from outside the hall, and flew and spun with the sword in her hand, sometimes condensing into a giant dragon, sometimes condensing into a phoenix. Finally, the petals turned into a group of colorful butterflies, followed her and floated outside the hall, turning into a rain of flowers.

Almost everyone in the hall was attracted by the beautiful scene, and their praise was beyond words. Even Zeng Muchan, who was both hypocritical and unromantic, was stunned.

Here, Li Chi was also shocked to the point of staring at his eyes. He was so excited that he wanted to recite a few lines, but his vocabulary was limited, so he could only say two dry words in the end: "Wow! It's true... the flowers are beautiful! The people are even more beautiful!"

Zhu Weiqing, who was standing next to him, chuckled as he munched on the spiritual fruit and said, "Senior Sister Jiang Ying created this sword technique herself. It's beautiful, but not practical. I still prefer Senior Brother Fu Xiling's lightning technique. It's really cool and powerful."

"Use your sword to draw thunder?"

"Yeah." Zhu Weiqing nodded, "It's a pity that I can't see Senior Brother Fu today."

"Why?"

"It is said that the sect temporarily arranged a task, but it is unclear what it is."

"..."

After Jiang Ying's sword dance, the hall was in an uproar for a moment, and then a burst of ethereal guzheng sound suddenly rang out, accompanied by the guzheng sound, jiu drum, pan flute, xiao, ruanxian and pipa.

The music came from the side halls on both sides of the main hall.

Li Chi turned his head and saw six people in each of the two side halls, some standing and some sitting, and it seemed that they had been waiting there long ago.

Li Chi was born tone-deaf and had never had any interest in such elegant things as music theory. Now that the twelve instruments were intertwined together, he felt only the devilish sounds ringing in his ears and felt drowsy.

He turned his head and looked at Wei Li on the left.

That fat guy had already fallen asleep when the flowers were flying all over the sky.

On the other side, Zhu Weiqing, who was well fed and satisfied, also had his eyelids drooping.

Seeing this, Li Chi leaned his head on Wei Li's shoulder and closed his eyes to rest with peace of mind. Not long after, Zhu Weiqing, who could not hold on any longer, also fell on Li Chi's shoulder.

The three sleeping people were stacked up together like a pair of mahjong tiles that had been pushed over.

About an hour and a half later, the ceremony finally ended.

At this moment, people both inside and outside the hall stood up and said goodbye to Old Man Bai and other sects in the hall. After all, this was a rare opportunity to make friends with a powerful sect.

It was Gu Chuanlin’s first time out of the sect and he was not good at dealing with this kind of situation, but fortunately, Zeng Muhan, the chief disciple of Mingyuejian, was there, saving him from a lot of trouble.

After dealing with those enthusiastic sects, Mingyuejian and his group turned around and noticed that Li Chi and the other two were sleeping in a very harmonious posture.

Gu Chuanlin frowned.

Zeng Muchan's veins were throbbing.

Gu Huaiyi went straight behind Li Chi and kicked him in the butt.

"Get up! This is really embarrassing!"