At the Red Peak.
At this moment.
Lu Changsheng finally understood how bad it was to lie.
Someone once said that a lie was like a snowball. When it rolled down, the snowball would only get bigger and bigger until it was melted by the sun.
Was he going to blame Liu Qingfeng?
There was no need for that. After all, he was the one who lied.
The only thing he could do now was to brace himself and maintain his' unfathomable 'demeanor.
That was because people did not want to believe that a bandit was called Mu Zhi. They were more willing to believe that he was called Zhang Mazi.
Sigh, I don't care. I don't want to think about it.
Lu Changsheng could not be bothered to think. He only hoped that there would be no trouble at the Daira Grand Ceremony tomorrow.
Time passed bit by bit.
Soon, it was midnight.
According to the arrangements for the Daira Grand Ceremony.
Lu Changsheng would go to the Daira Deity Pool to bathe and change his clothes at midnight.
He would burn incense and pray at midnight.
He would recuperate in the Daira Palace at midnight.
He would go to the Sacrificial Hall at midnight.
The ceremony would end at midnight.
At midnight.
At the Daira Deity Pool.
Lu Changsheng soaked in the celestial pool and felt the warm water wash over his body, causing him to involuntarily let out an "ah"!
The pool had miraculous effects. If he was injured, he could recover in two hours by soaking in the pool.
If he had nothing to do, he could cultivate faster by soaking in the pool.
Unfortunately, only important people could soak in the Daira Deity Pool. Lu Changsheng wanted to soak in the pool every day and not go anywhere else.
"Eldest Senior Brother! Eldest Senior Brother! "
Soon, he heard footsteps. It was Liu Qingfeng.
Lu Changsheng looked at Liu Qingfeng, who was jogging over, and said slowly, "Don't worry, Liu Qingfeng, you'll be fine.
"Are you the one who spread the rumors?"
His words stunned Liu Qingfeng, who was enjoying himself so much.
"Rumors? What kind of rumors? "
Liu Qingfeng still didn't know what had happened. He had gone to his home and was busy with many things. He had listened to his father's teachings and didn't know what had happened when he came back.
"Right now, everyone in the Sect is saying that I'm going to ascend today. Don't you know?"
Lu Changsheng said. He really wanted to know the thoughts of this little rumor expert.
"Ascension? Eldest Senior Brother, I'm innocent. I'm a tight-lipped person, really! "
Liu Qingfeng would never admit to such a thing. Without solid evidence, he would not suffer such a loss.
Lu Changsheng didn't have much to say. It wasn't a very important matter anyway. If it was spread, then so be it. He wouldn't lose out anyway.
"What are you doing here?"
Lu Changsheng continued to ask.
"Oh, Eldest Senior Brother, I'm here on the orders of the Sect Master to deliver clothes to Senior Brother."
Liu Qingfeng stated the purpose of his visit.
"Alright, just leave the clothes here."
As the Eldest Senior Brother, he naturally had to dress up better. Previously, he was wearing an inner disciple's robe. Now that he was going to be conferred as the Eldest Senior Brother, he naturally had to dress up well.
"Alright, I won't disturb you then."
Soon, Liu Qingfeng waved his hand and a few jade boxes appeared outside the Immortal Pool.
There were a total of four jade boxes.
In the first jade box, there was a white and green robe embroidered with a Qilin.
In the second jade box, there was a pair of Qing Yun White Sun Boots.
In the third jade box, there was a Qing Yun Golden Silk Belt.
In the fourth jade box, there was a White Jade Seven-Star Crown.
Lu Changsheng knew what it was.
The famous Daira Qing Yun Qilin Set was a set that hundreds of refinement elders of the Daira Holy Place had spent 81 years to refine.
Be it the material or other aspects, it had been tempered thousands of times.
The Qilin on the robe was personally sewn by the famous Qixiu Palace's peerless craftsmen. Every strand of silk was the silk of a ten-thousand-year-old ice silkworm, and a single strand of silk was worth tens of thousands of kilograms of spirit stones.
A single robe was enough to buy a third-grade Sect.
Furthermore, these items were all supreme-grade Dharma treasures. For example, the Qing Yun Qilin Robe would awaken if he was in danger and block a full-powered attack from a Yuanying powerhouse. The boots were even more impressive. They only needed a strand of spirit qi to reach extreme speed.
The belt could also store the spirit qi of heaven and earth. If one didn't have enough spirit qi, the belt would directly inject a large amount of spirit qi into one's dantian.
As for the jade crown, it had seven stars engraved on it and could absorb the power of the Big Dipper Seven Stars to speed up one's cultivation.
It could be said that every item was priceless.
This was the Sacred Ground's style.
An hour later, Lu Changsheng walked out of the Celestial Pond. The water droplets on his body automatically evaporated and turned into mist.
He raised his hand and Qing Yun's Qilin robe seemed to have a mind of its own. It directly flew into the air and automatically put itself on. There was no need for Lu Changsheng to do anything at all.
The robe had two layers, but it was very light. Wearing it, it was warm in winter and cool in summer, and it emitted a fragrance.
Soon, Qing Yun's golden belt automatically wrapped around his waist, and the jade crown also flew into the air and automatically tied up Lu Changsheng's hair.
He then raised his feet and put on the boots.
Not bad. Lu Changsheng was 90% satisfied. The only bad thing was that there was no flash. It seemed that it wasn't strengthened to 13.
Of course, even if it could flash, Lu Changsheng wouldn't do it.
Because he was too wise and farsighted, his temperament was indifferent and otherworldly. Anything too flashy did not suit him.
Keeping a low profile was the way to go.
Soon, Lu Changsheng walked out of the Celestial Pond.
Outside the Celestial Pond, Liu Qingfeng waited quietly.
Hearing the sound of footsteps, Liu Qingfeng looked up.
However, it was just a raise of his head.
Liu Qingfeng was instantly dazed.
The mist spread.
It was like a fairyland.
Lu Changsheng slowly walked out like an immortal descending to the mortal world. His facial features were exquisite to the point of perfection. His body was eight feet tall, but if it was a little more, he would be fat, and if it was a little less, he would be thin. His eyes seemed to have seen through the vicissitudes of life, and they were indifferent to the world.
Now that he was wearing Qing Yun's Qilin robe, he vividly displayed the demeanor of a Daoist immortal.
If he held a flying sword, he would be a sword immortal who subdued demons and devils.
If he held a scripture, he would be a Confucian Sage who was free and unfettered in the mortal world.
If he held a halberd, he would be an invincible Divine General.
His every action, every word, every gaze, every gaze, all displayed the demeanor of an immortal.
Perhaps, immortals were like this.
Perhaps, even ordinary immortals weren't as extraordinary and otherworldly as him.
At this moment, Liu Qingfeng completely understood why the Sect Leader chose him as the Eldest Senior Brother.
"Qingfeng greets Eldest Senior Brother."
After coming back to his senses, Liu Qingfeng's expression was solemn. He bowed deeply.
"Go and burn incense and pray."
Lu Changsheng spoke and went past Liu Qingfeng.
Today was the grand ceremony.
It was fine to laugh a little.
However, he had to be more serious on such days. Otherwise, it would be inappropriate.
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