Just as the letters were put away, a guest arrived in the courtyard, and Mo Chen walked in in a hurry.
Mo Chen looked a little tired, and in the depths of his eyes, in addition to fatigue, there was also a sense of heaviness.
Seeing Mo Chen come in, Xiao Chen showed a smile on his face, stood up and asked him to sit down, served tea and water himself, and entertained him well.
"Brother Xiao Chen, you don't have to be so polite to me." Mo Chen picked up the tea cup, took a sip and smiled lightly.
"I should. I owe you a lot. Whatever I do is what I should do."
Xiao Chen said sincerely, his words full of sincerity. Mo Chen and Lan Shaobai were in charge of the Dragon Gate Ceremony, and they were busy running around without even a moment's rest.
On the contrary, he, the protagonist of the incident, was unexpectedly free and did nothing except comprehend the sword realm.
He wanted to help, but Mo Chen sternly refused and refused to let him intervene.
In fact, he also knew that Mo Chen felt sorry for him. Mo Chen knew better than anyone that Xiao Chen would definitely be under the greatest pressure in rebuilding Longmen.
If I can help him a little, I will definitely do my best and not let him worry too much.
Mo Chen put down the tea cup and made a long story short, directly explaining his purpose: "Everything is ready. In three days, the ancestor worship will begin. Shaobai asked me to come and tell you."
Worshiping ancestors is the first step in the Dragon Gate Ceremony. After worshiping the ancestors, they open the door to welcome guests and accept congratulations from all directions.
What is supposed to come will eventually come, but when it does come, Xiao Chen still inevitably feels a little emotional: "Is it about to start? Time flies so fast."
Time indeed flies by very quickly. Calculating carefully, it has been fourteen years since he came to Kunlun. It took even longer for him to leave the Xiao family in Mohe City. Looking back, it really only took a blink of an eye.
"Brother Xiao." Mo Chen interrupted when he saw that Xiao Chen was in a daze.
Xiao Chen came back to his senses and smiled: "I know. In three days, I will be ready. Ancestor worship is a major event and there is no room for any mistakes."
There was a hint of sadness in Mo Chen's eyes: "Don't worry about the ancestor worship. Even if those people don't understand the rules, they won't make trouble at this time. After the ancestor worship, there is the unveiling ceremony. We have to accept congratulations from all directions. This is the key."
When you pay homage to your ancestors, no one will come to trouble you, but when you come from all over the world to congratulate you, or when you open the door to welcome guests, it's hard to say that.
A firm light appeared in Xiao Chen's eyes: "I am determined to rebuild Longmen, and no one can stop me."
Three days later, ancestor worship began.
Xiao Chen was in the middle, with Mo Chen and Lan Shaobai accompanying him on the left and right, followed by Yue Chenxi, Jin Lin, Xiao Yu and others.
The group of people looked solemn and arrived in front of the Qinglong Tomb outside Tianlong City.
Buried under the Qinglong Mausoleum are the remains of those Longmen Supremes, and those heroic spirits who fought to the death for Longmen.
Nameless monuments were erected one after another, adding a sense of solemnity to the solemn atmosphere.
Xiao Chen knelt on the ground, feeling a sense of responsibility and touch in his heart, kneeling in front of these Longmen martyrs.
"In the past, there was a Dragon Gate, which swept through the eight wastelands and made unparalleled military exploits... However, fate changed, the Qing Emperor fell, the Dragon Gate was destroyed, and the Ten Thousand Years Almanac was almost lost to inheritance...
During the solemn ancestor worship ceremony, an old man read out the glory and decline of Longmen in a loud voice.
It was a deed that most people already knew, but in such a scene, it deeply touched everyone's heart.
In the history of Kunlun Realm, no sect has ever had such a glorious history as Longmen. Sweeping through all the wasteland and becoming invincible, no one dares to disobey.
But such a powerful sect did not fall in the hands of the Abyss Demons in the end. Instead, it fell to the hands of many holy places in Kunlun Realm.
The glory came to an end, and the direct lineage of the Xiao family was driven to the lower world and became a small family in decline.
Just to survive, they have to struggle in fear, and even a few completely inferior families cannot cope with it.
If the story ends here, I'm afraid it will only make people sigh a few times, and then it will continue again.
After the Qing Emperor, Xiao Chen in white was born, and in just a few years he gained great fame in the Kunlun world. Successively sweeping across the Kunlun Continent and all the younger generations from all directions.
Now even more so, he defeated a real Martial Emperor in the state of Dzogchen Quasi-Emperor.
After the Qing Emperor, with great luck and great fame, he announced to the world that Longmen, which was destroyed ten thousand years ago, will reappear in the world today!
The ancestor worship was carried out in an orderly manner, step by step according to the procedures that Lan Shaobai had prepared.
Wow!
Xiao Chen picked up a pot of fine wine and sprinkled it on the ground, then slowly raised the glass. Behind him, a group of Longmen direct descendants raised their glasses at the same time and drank it all in front of Qinglong Mausoleum.
There was strong perseverance in Xiao Chen's eyes. He had waited too long for this day, and he had also waited long enough for this glass of wine to be presented to the heroes of Longmen's ancestors.
"Let's go! Everyone and I, open the door to welcome guests and congratulate Longmen on its reconstruction."
Putting the empty wine glass on the ground, Xiao Chen turned around and led everyone to Qinglong Square. There was an unveiling ceremony waiting for Xiao Chen, and there was also a storm waiting for Xiao Chen to endure.
Qinglong Square is full of guests, and the Dragon Gate Ceremony, such important events have already alarmed the entire Tianxing Sea. Almost all the warriors who had nothing important to do and did not need to retreat rushed over.
This is a once-in-a-millennium event, and these people don't want to miss the opportunity.
And everyone knows that there will definitely be fun and excitement during the grand ceremony, so just prepare a gift and wait for the show to begin.
On the high platform, Xiao Chen sat in the middle, looking at the bustling crowd in the square, not much change could be seen on his face.
Lan Shaobai has already arranged people to welcome these warriors from all over the world who come here for their fame. Except for a few people who are qualified to stand on this high platform, Xiao Chen does not need to greet them personally.
"Donghai Feng Bing came to congratulate King Qinglong on rebuilding Dragon Gate and send him a congratulatory gift."
"South China Sea Split Heaven Gate, come to congratulate King Qinglong on rebuilding Dragon Gate and send you a congratulatory gift."
"The Qiushui Palace Sect is here to congratulate King Qinglong on rebuilding the Dragon Gate and send him a congratulatory gift."
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People kept coming to congratulate him, and the gifts were put aside casually and piled up in piles. There was no end to the hustle and bustle, but Xiao Chen's heart was at peace.
Except when he met an acquaintance, he would get up to greet them and reminisce about old times, but his eyes were always fixed on the Longmen Mountain sign on the high platform.
The Longmen Mountain sign was built by Emperor Qing himself using a sky-suppressing stone. It is currently covered by green dragon flags. But when the dragon flag is unveiled, the mountain sign reappears, and the most critical step of the Dragon Gate Ceremony is completed.
As the time was approaching noon, the people around Xiao Chen began to get anxious.
Because for some reason, none of the distinguished guests from Tianxinghai who should have arrived long ago came to the unveiling ceremony almost as soon as it started.
"Xiao Chen, something seems to have happened." Lan Shaobai said anxiously.
Xiao Chen felt calm and said there was no need to worry.
"Report, the Dragon King of the West Sea has endured the waves, led the Dragon Palace of the Four Seas, the Seven Colored Dragons, the Three Immortal Holy Lands, and the Nine Wilderness Ancient Families... come to congratulate the Green Dragon King for rebuilding the Dragon Gate!"
There was a long list of names, each of which had an astonishing background. They were all from the overlord of one party. They were forced to recite them, and their voices started to tremble a little.
At the entrance of Qinglong Square, Ao Lang, the Dragon King of the West Sea, laughed loudly and led a group of people over in a mighty manner. These people came in heavy footsteps, making the ground tremble.
His power was compelling, his gaze as sharp as a knife, pointing directly at Xiao Chen sitting in the middle of the high platform!
The most eye-catching thing is that each of these people is carrying a thousand-foot-high weapon on their back. Whether it is a stone knife, a spear, or a sword, without exception, they are all made of rock.
It looked quite strange and caused a lot of discussion among the crowd.
The bustling square suddenly became extremely quiet after Ao Lang walked in. No one dared to speak loudly.
Everyone knows that this is here to cause trouble.
Looking at the powerful figures surrounding the Dragon King of the West Sea, everyone felt their hearts sink. Under the pressure of the strong aura, it was difficult to breathe.
Ao Lang laughed and said: "Brother Xiao Chen, as you wish, I and all of you will arrive on time. Hey, something seems wrong. Xiao Chen, your arrogance seems a bit small. Why haven't you seen any of the ninth-grade sects? Come on, Longmen’s revival is a bit too petty, hahaha!”
Xiao Chen thought for a moment, thinking that all the ninth-grade sects invited by him must have had accidents and were stopped by the Dragon King of the West Sea.
However, he was not panicked. Ao Lang could stop those from the ninth-grade sect, but he did not believe that the real big shots could be stopped.
Xiao Chen stood up and said with a pun: "Senior Ao is determined. With the group of people led by Senior Ao, the pomp is enough."
Ao Lang smiled and said: "Now that you are here, you can't come empty-handed. Please give me the respect of King Qinglong and accept the congratulatory gift from my West Sea Dragon Palace!"
After he finished speaking, his face darkened, he held up the giant stone knife behind his back, used the power of Hongmeng, and rushed towards Xiao Chen.
Thousand-foot-long stone sword, as big as a mountain, blessed with the power of Hongmeng, its destructive power can be imagined.
"King Qinglong, please give me a gift and accept the congratulatory gift from my Five Poison Sect!"
"King Qinglong must not give face to my Tianfu Academy's gift!"
"As well as the congratulatory gift from my Zhoutian Star Palace, please also accept it from King Qinglong!"
"The ancient family has also prepared a generous gift and asked King Qinglong to accept it!"
Whoosh whoosh!
Amidst everyone's exclamations, there were more than a dozen giant blades of thousands of feet, blessed with the power of Hongmeng, and with surging power, they swarmed towards Xiao Chen on the high platform.
The guests on the high platform had never seen such a battle before, their faces turned pale with fright, and they all quickly ran away.
Every thousand-foot-long giant blade was at least made by a Great Heavenly Martial Emperor. Under such a terrifying attack, it was equivalent to a dozen Great Heavenly Martial Emperors striking a peak blow at the same time.
If Xiao Chen stood still, there would be absolutely no second outcome except being injured and unable to get up.
Looking at the incoming giant blade, Xiao Chen's heart burned with anger. I had already thought that the Dragon King of the West Sea would do whatever it took to destroy the Dragon Gate Ceremony, but I didn't expect it to be so direct.
The peerless storm roars in. If it doesn't retreat, it will be shattered to pieces.
But as the leader of the Dragon Gate, if he retreats, the Dragon Gate Ceremony will be a joke.
This is a bunch of deadly gifts, you have to accept them if you don’t want to!