Shenwu first year, 29th of May.
Supreme Dragon Tiger Sect Mountain Gate.
Outside the Star Ranking Hall, Sima Shu was dressed in a Daoist robe. He walked with Chen Wenji toward the True Yang Hall.
Perfected Lord Dong Hua's inauguration ceremony was about to be held there.
After all, it was one of the Three Daoist Sects. The entire Dragon Tiger Mountain was decorated with lanterns and colored banners, and immortal flowers were blooming everywhere. There were also many envoys from the various immortal sects who came to congratulate them.
"Now that I think about it, it still feels like a dream … How did my Dragon Tiger Sect suddenly fall to ruin?"
Sima Shu's expression was still a little dazed. "All of a sudden, the mountain gate was breached. Then … the Sect Master went on an expedition to the West Earth and died from severe injuries … As one of the Three Sects of Taoism, we actually don't have a Dharmakaya cultivator to hold the fort. In the end, the imperial court's Lord Dong Hua took over …"
Chen Wenji's expression changed, and she hurriedly shouted, "Senior Apprentice Brother, be careful with your words! Learn from the Zhang Clan's mistakes, don't make a mistake! "
The Supreme Dragon Tiger Sect had always been controlled by the Zhang Family, and the successive sect masters were basically all surnamed Zhang.
Putting aside the Zhang Clan, even the Cultivation Imparting Lineage and the Law Enforcement Lineage were a little dissatisfied with the sudden change of the Zhong Clan.
It was only because he was afraid of the might of the Dharma body that he did not dare to say it out loud.
After all, anyone who dared to speak out on this matter had already been squashed to death.
Chen Wenji even knew that the destruction of East Ocean's Fang Cun Spiritual Mountain might have been caused by the Sect Master!
It was said that he had a grudge against Lord Haomiao of Dongping. Not only did he kill the Dharmakaya, but he also went to the East Sea to annihilate his entire clan.
In terms of cruelty, even the Demon Monarchs of the Six Paths of Demonic Dao had to praise them.
The disciples of the Supreme Dragon Tiger Sect kept quiet out of fear. They had no choice but to accept an outsider.
"Of course, it's only on the surface. The elders of the various lineages have been left behind in the outside world to oversee their heritage and heritage. These elders will never return to the Master Teacher Continent, especially the Zhang Clan!"
With this thought in mind, Chen Wenji followed Sima Shu to the venue.
Soon, the disciples and elders of the Technique Imparting Sect and Law Enforcing Sect arrived.
Shortly after, the remaining cultivators of the Zhang family also arrived. They lined up outside the True Yang Hall with solemn expressions, waiting for the best time.
In the air around them, there were many cloud beds, upon which sat cultivators who had come from all over to observe the ceremony. Naturally, there were servants serving them.
Dang!
Clang clang!
The distant sound of the bell was loud and clear, and it seemed to have the effect of cleansing one's soul. Every cultivator who heard the sound of the bell felt their Dao Heart calm down, as if the decaying dust had been wiped away.
This was the Heart Rippling Bell of the Taishang Dragon Tiger Sect. It was a treasure that could aid in cultivation and suppress inner demons.
Of course, it was only useful for those below the Primordial Spirit realm. It was not very effective for those above the Primordial Spirit realm.
"The auspicious time has come!"
An old cultivator with fluttering white hair and Dao intent spoke with a clear voice that resounded throughout the area.
He's actually an Essence Soul cultivator!
"This person … seems to be Zhang Guique from the Zhang Clan!"
"I didn't expect this person to join Perfected Cultivator Dong Hua!"
"It might not be Perfected Cultivator Donghua. He might have defected to the imperial court!"
In the void, many Divine Wills converged and whispered.
Zhang Guique was expressionless. He did not show any emotion on his face as he continued to shout, "The Inauguration Ceremony of the Sect Leader begins now! Please welcome Dong Hua Perfected Cultivator! "
The ceremonial music was played, and the chimes of the bells rang. It was ancient music.
As the celestial music lingered and purple qi rose, Chung Shen-soo, who was wearing a dragon and tiger robe, walked out and bowed to the ancestors of the Taishang Dragon Tiger Sect.
If these cultivators were still alive, they might have risen from their coffins and fought with him, the thief who stole the sect!
However, those cultivators seemed to have died completely, and their souls were scattered …
After all, after Chung Shen-soo had finished burning the incense, the ancestral tablets did not have any unusual movements.
Zhang Guique took out a beautiful and elegant piece of prose and continued to read it aloud.
The gist of it was that Perfected Cultivator Qingwei Daomiao had unfortunately passed away, and the Taishang Dragon Tiger Sect was without a leader. The cultivators had elected Perfected Cultivator Dong Hua as the sect leader with absolute sincerity, and anyone who dared to oppose it would be going against the entire Dragon Tiger Sect …
"Perfected Cultivator, please take the position of sect leader and lead the Dragon Tiger Sect!"
After Zhang Guique finished reading, he knelt down with a tray in his hands and raised it above his head.
On the tray, there was a seal and a sword. Both were spiritual treasures, and they were dazzling.
The seal was the Dragon-Tiger Seal, and the sword was the True Martial Sword. Both were proof of the Taishang Dragon Tiger Sect's heritage. They were previously held by Zhang Guiji, but now they would be returned to their rightful master.
Chung Shen-soo chuckled and took out the Dragon-Tiger Seal and the True Martial Sword, hanging them by his waist.
These two Spiritual Treasures had long been refined by him with the Dharmic powers of the Dragon and Tiger Beasts.
Even if he was not the foundation of the Taishang Dragon Tiger Sect, the power of his Dharma body alone was enough to suppress the spiritual treasures.
"Greetings, Perfected Cultivator!"
In the square in front of the True Yang Hall, many Primordial Soul and Primordial Core elders, inner disciples of the Divinity realm, and outer disciples of the Aura realm all knelt down and bowed.
"No need for formalities, please rise!"
Chung Shen-soo raised his hands and let the disciples of the Dragon Tiger Sect rise. He smiled and looked around. "I am grateful that all of you have come to observe the ceremony …"
Among the many cultivators who came to congratulate him, the most important ones were naturally the representatives from the imperial court, as well as the Taiping Sect, the Miaoji True Sect, and even the Dabumi Temple and Titanium Temple. Finally, there were some of the major sects.
As for the Six Dao Demonic Sect, they would never give face to the orthodox sects.
As for the Penglai Sword Sect and the other sects of the East Sea, they were afraid of Chung Shen-soo's destruction of the Spirit Mountain Fang Cun. Fortunately, the imperial court had stepped in and confirmed that it was a personal grudge, and it was Perfected Lord Haomiao of Dongping who had acted first. They could only swallow the bitter pill in silence and help cover it up so that they would not lose face.
Among these people, the most eye-catching was Perfected Lord Taiping Guangmiao.
Other sects had sent their Primordial Spirit and Primal Core Elders as witnesses. Only the Taiping Sect had given face and sent their Dharmakaya headmaster.
Perfected Lord Taiping Guangmiao had strange facial features and wore a yellow Taoist robe. His style was wild and unrestrained. At this moment, he was holding a wine pot and pouring it into his mouth. He put down the wine pot and laughed. "When I saw you that day, I knew that you were not an ordinary person. Today, you have indeed become a dragon. Be it in terms of cultivation or status, you are on the same level as me. Haha … I am so relieved …"
"The Taishang Dragon Tiger Sect is one of the three sects of Taoism after all. We are like brothers and support each other."
"Although it is weak now, it still has the support of the Taiping Sect and the imperial court. Moreover, it has a Dharmakaya headmaster. It is not to be underestimated …"
When some of the cultivators saw this, some of the dark thoughts in their hearts shrank back.
Sima Shu raised his head and looked at Childe Shen-soo. He thought of some rumors and felt even more upset.
Could this Perfected Lord Donghua really be the son of the Su family that day?
The difference was like heaven and earth, right?
At this moment, the tip of his nose twitched and he smelled a fragrance that was similar to orchids.
This fragrance came from outside the sect, and it was mixed with a pleasant voice. "The Perfected Lord of the Taishang Dragon Tiger Sect has ascended the throne. I, Wulian, have come to congratulate you!"
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