Perhaps it was because the sword had penetrated the Invisible Array, a gentle autumn wind blew in the front yard of Peach Mountain. A few yellow leaves fell on the ground.
A yellow leaf fell on the sword. It did not break because there was no sword intent on the sword. It was just ordinary. The leaf bounced on the ground and fell back to the ground.
It was very unusual.
Because everyone on the front yard had already guessed whose sword it was. Only Liu Bai's sword could appear in front of them in an instant and fly to Peach Mountain in such an arrogant manner.
The Hierarch's tall figure leaned forward in the dazzling light.
The Hierarch was a little angry because Liu Bai's sword was facing the Divine Hall of Light. Even though it was disrespectful, it did not show its submission. More importantly, the sword appeared after the Hierarch.
This meant that Liu Bai placed himself above the Hierarch.
He was the Hierarch of the Divine Halls of West-Hill. Being above him meant being above the human world.
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At the back of the mountain of the Academy, the Hierarch was severely injured by the Twenty-Three-year Cicada Cultivation. He lost his sight, lost his hand, and lost his Ocean of Qi. He had to sacrifice his life to escape back to Peach Mountain. He thought he was useless and hid behind the dazzling light because of the fear in his heart. Who would have thought that Haotian would come to the human world!
From the moment he knelt in front of Haotian, it was the first time he had real confidence and courage since his lower abdomen was injured decades ago. Haotian was angry at the Zhishou Abbey and he was now the real representative of Haotian in the human world. As long as he was on Peach Mountain, he would be invincible. No matter how strong Liu Bai was, he would not be a match for him. Even the Drunkard and the Butcher would not dare to disrespect him.
Thus, when he saw the sword that broke through the clouds from thousands of miles away, the headmaster did not hide his anger at all. However, the sword did not react at all. It maintained its calm and normal posture.
There were five visiting professors in the Divine Halls of West-Hill. Xia Hou was dead and the Master of Calligrapher was living in seclusion. However, Liu Bai was still the most respected one among all the visiting professors. If his sword came to Peach Mountain, it meant that he had come to Peach Mountain as well. He had shown enough respect for the Rite to Light. Under such circumstances, the Hierarch could not do anything rash.
The chief of the Revelation Institute was standing beside the sacred sedan. He was in charge of the arrangements for the Rite to Light today. Seeing that the Hierarch did not give any orders, he signaled for the ceremony to begin.
The sacred Taoist Canon Music resounded throughout the Peach Mountain and gradually gathered in the front yard. The music entered everyone's ears. The Qi of Heaven and Earth danced with the music. The wind blew again, but this time it was not the chilly autumn wind. Instead, it was as warm as spring.
The peach blossoms in the valley swayed gently in the wind and their petals became more tender. They began to bloom in autumn and then floated down the Peach Mountain with the wind, dancing in the air above the front yard.
Tens of thousands of peach petals fluttered in the air, scattering bursts of strange fragrance onto the ground. This kind of fragrance was not the natural fragrance of peach blossoms. It was thicker than the fragrance of any flower in the world, sweeter than the frosting of Hibiscus Store. However, when it entered people's noses, it did not feel greasy at all. Instead, it was fresh like the wind after a rain.
Tens of thousands of believers looked up at the dancing peach blossoms in the sky. Looking at such a beautiful and dazzling scene and smelling such a refreshing fragrance, they were extremely intoxicated.
Those who could pass the examination of the Taoist temples and were willing to travel thousands of miles to Peach Mountain to participate in the Rite to Light were naturally the most pious believers in the world. Based on a simple and clear logic, all piety came from suffering. Therefore, most of the tens of thousands of believers were poor. Many of them were seriously ill or even dying. They had to be carried or carried by their families to the West-Hill Divine Kingdom.
When the fragrance wafted in, the sick and even disabled believers suddenly felt that the negative emotions deep in their hearts had magically disappeared. They no longer complained about their miserable lives and even felt much better. It was as if they could see the Divine Kingdom of Haotian in the fragrance.
The crippled believer threw away his crutches and knelt on the ground, supporting his trembling body with his hands. He kept kowtowing to Peach Mountain. The seriously ill believer on the stretchers ignored his family's dissuasion. Even if he could not get up, he still had to turn over and kowtow to Peach Mountain. He supported his weak body and kept touching the ground with his forehead.
In autumn, the front yard of Peach Mountain was filled with a warm spring breeze. Tens of thousands of peach blossoms danced in the wind, exuding an intoxicating fragrance. Suddenly, the wind stopped and the peach blossoms fell.
The peach blossoms fell and turned into a magnificent flower rain.
Tens of thousands of believers were bathed in the flower rain. All of them had knelt down. The peach petals fell on their bodies and gradually turned into soft light particles. They seeped into their clothes, their skin, and finally into their flesh and blood. Then, they gradually disappeared.
Although the crippled believer did not grow a new limb, he could no longer feel the pain from his broken leg. The pus filled wounds became very clean and healthy skin appeared on the red and tender flesh.
The seriously ill believers gradually regained their vitality. Their pale faces turned red at a speed visible to the naked eye. The illness that had tortured them for countless years was washed away by the peach blossoms.
The believers who did not suffer from illness, because of their piety, also received great favor from God. The white-haired old man suddenly discovered that he had grown black hair, and the young man felt his body filled with strength. He had never felt so healthy and strong in his life. The woman's face became taut and smooth. If one looked closely, one could even see a few dark-skinned female believers. Their faces seemed to have become much whiter, as if they had put on several boxes of expensive Chenjinji Cosmetics Store's cosmetics.
The front yard of Peach Mountain was filled with cheers and cries of joy. Tens of thousands of believers kowtowed to Peach Mountain, weeping and thanking God for the blessings he had bestowed upon them.
The Rite to Light was the grandest ceremony of Haotian Taoism. It meant that Haotian had sent a miracle to the human world. The tens of thousands of believers on the front yard of Peach Mountain had never doubted it, but it did not mean that the envoys did not. After all, miracles only appeared in the scriptures and no one had ever seen it with their own eyes. However, as the scene unfolded before their eyes, no one dared to doubt it anymore. Everyone knelt down. The peach blossoms were everywhere. The sick were cured and the healthy were eliminated. If this was not a miracle, then what was?
The divine priests and deacons of the Divine Halls of West-Hill had already knelt down. The national master of the Royal Court and General Bule were the first cultivators to kneel. Soon, the envoys and the rogue cultivators followed suit.
Qi Nian of the Xuankong Temple, Guanhai of the Lanke Temple, and the monks of the White Tower Temple were still standing. They were worshiping Buddha. However, facing the miracle from Haotian, the monks looked extremely solemn. They put their palms together and bowed. Qi Nian looked at the peak and bowed deeply. He was touched by God's mercy.
The sword in the air, facing the Divine Hall of Light, also bowed slightly.
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The crying, thanking, and praying in the front yard of Peach Mountain gradually stopped. After a series of complicated procedures, the most important part of the Rite to Light had finally come.
The sacrifice to Heaven.
Countless Taoist temples in the human world offered sacrifices to Heaven every day. Not to mention a place like the Divine Halls of West-Hill. They were very familiar with the process. However, since it was the grandest Rite to Light, it was naturally different from the ordinary ones. The white stone altar in the front yard of Peach Mountain was proof of that.
More importantly, the sacrificial offerings for the Rite to Light must be extraordinary.
The altar near the white stone altar was filled with rare treasures offered by various sects and rogue cultivators. There were even two herbs needed to make the Heavenly Power Pill. One could imagine how much effort the believers of Haotian had put in for this Rite to Light. However, compared to the official offerings of the Rite to Light, these rare treasures and the two herbs were too shabby, because today's offering was a person.
That man was certainly not an ordinary person. He was called the peerless genius of Haotian Taoism the moment he was born. He had the purest blood of Haotian Taoism. Both his paternal and maternal lineages were the noblest inheritance of Haotian Taoism. He had studied and lived in the Unknown Place of Haotian Taoism since he was a child. Later, he went to the Academy in Chang 'an to study with the Headmaster. He was the youngest Knowing Destiny State cultivator in the cultivation world. He had even taken the Heavenly Power Pill. He was the only Chen Pipi in the world who belonged to the Academy and Haotian Taoism.
The warm autumn sun warmed the white stone altar. However, when the altar was opened, a cold aura seeped out from the ground and almost froze the entire altar. This was because the bottom of the altar led directly to the You Prison.
The white stone altar opened and closed again. Two West-Hill Divine Guards appeared in front of everyone with Chen Pipi in custody. Chen Pipi was still wearing the uniform of the Academy. No one knew if this was the Divine Hall's arrangement or if he was too lazy to change after he was captured and brought back to Peach Mountain. He did not have any restrictive talismans on him, nor did he have the usual shackles on prisoners. Even his hands were not tied with ropes.
The West-Hill Divine Palace was not worried that he could escape. Although he did not have any restrictive talismans on him, the Ocean of Qi and Mountain of Snow in his body was personally set by Haotian. No one could undo it.
Around the altar were envoys and cultivators from various countries. Some of them did not know Chen Pipi and only a few had seen him before. However, through the Divine Hall's deliberate propaganda, everyone knew that he was Mr. Twelve of the Academy and that he was his father and son with the abbey dean of Zhishou Abbey.
No one spoke. It was quiet. Some did not know what to say, while more did not dare to say anything. The West-Hill Divine Palace had chosen Chen Pipi as the sacrifice for the Rite to Light. This meant that after thousands of years, the internal structure of Haotian Taoism had finally changed. This meant that the Heavens were dissatisfied with Haotian Taoism, especially with Zhishou Abbey. On the other hand, it was a cruel punishment for the Academy.
It was very quiet and everyone looked very solemn. Some people did not dare to speak because they knew very well that this grand Rite to Light was a sacrifice to Haotian, but it was also a trap that Haotian Taoism had set for the Academy. The Academy did not send anyone to the Rite to Light, but they would definitely show up at Peach Mountain today. Even though they knew it was a trap, they still had to come. Otherwise, why would the Academy be called the Academy?
The peach blossoms were everywhere and Haotian had blessed them. The atmosphere was sacred and joyous. However, everyone knew that this atmosphere could not last forever. The moment the people from the Academy appeared at Peach Mountain, the Rite to Light would become the fiercest battlefield. No one knew how many powerhouses would die.
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