Under the leadership of Liu Mengyan, a group of people walked through the channel left between the disciples, and came to the ten chairs on the right side of the rostrum, and everyone took their seats one by one.
As soon as the few people sat down, the five-year-old scholar on the rostrum stood up, his tall and thin figure was almost on the same level as Ye Qingxuan, his face was cold and hard, but he had the demeanor of a strict teacher.
"Squeeze—"
Pentecostal Confucian scholars got up together, and the ceremony officer next to him shouted loudly with a long tone.
Following the instructions, nearly ten thousand Confucian disciples received their merits together.
call-
Nearly ten thousand people exhaled the last turbid air together, slowly got up, and their movements were uniform, which was extremely beautiful.
The fifty-year-old Confucian scholar looked at the group of disciples, nodded with satisfaction, and said in a loud voice: "All disciples, the 'Confucianism Discussion on Dao' officially begins today. I am honored to invite all the masters of swordsmanship from the Kunwu Sect. The prestige of Confucianism."
"No." Thousands of Confucian scholars saluted in unison.
The Pentecostal Confucian scholar neither introduced himself nor the visitor, and sat back to his seat directly after saying this sentence.
Ye Qingxuan and the others looked at each other, but it was Liu Mengyan who introduced in a low voice: "This is Mr. Zhu Shaoling, the supervisor of my Confucian Academy, who is also acting as the dean temporarily; the silver-haired old man on his left is Cheng Xi, the master of the Wen Pavilion of the Confucian Academy, and Cheng Weiyu who stopped several people outside the courtyard before, is the grandson of Cheng Xi's family; the one on the right is Chun Yumao, the new master of the Martial Arts Pavilion, young and promising, and his martial arts is already young The first of a generation…”
Sun Ke heard the words and said with a smile: "The three major institutions of the Confucian Academy are all here. It really gives us face. I wonder if there are any surprises?"
"Mr. Sun, how do you know there is a surprise?" Liu Mengyan excitedly spread out the paper fan in his hand, fanned it twice smartly, but stared at Ye Qingxuan, and said with a smile: "There is indeed a big surprise today, but the guests haven't heard of it yet. Arrived, let’s keep it secret for now. Oh, everyone, please let me greet the elders of this sect.”
After apologizing, he ran to his seat and saluted the elders one by one.
Looking at Liu Mengyan's back, Ye Qingxuan and the others smiled coldly.
Lu Yunxuan leaned forward, patted Sun Kun on the shoulder and muttered, "Brother, is this the legendary scum?"
Sun Kun echoed: "That's right, old girl, this kid can't hold his fart just by looking at it."
Ma Yunyong licked his big face and said: "Brother Sun... How much do you think we have to win?"
"These are all masters. You young ones should take it as life experience. It's not shameful to lose." Sun Ke curled his lips, squinted at Ma Yunyong's big face that was almost buried by a beard, and said with disgust: "Hey, All of you from the Kunwu faction will put their noses on your face, right? Who is your elder brother? Grandpa!"
"Okay, grandpa grandpa." Ma Yunyong immediately changed his address, and murmured: "I'm not talking about my junior sister Yunxuan, you see, although you are my grandpa, you can't hide it. Love your young heart! Speaking of which, I still have to learn from you..."
"Hey, this kid flattered you well..." Sun Kun raised his braids immediately, "I like you, keep shooting..."
"Look... I'm not flattering you, I'm just talking about the facts... Grandpa Sun."
"Well said!" Sun Kun laughed until his mouth split open, "Oh, I am indeed young at heart, you can learn some of it. Don't call me Grandpa, but Big Brother!"
"Oh, big brother!" Ma Yunyong climbed up the pole.
Feng Qingyan and the others rolled their eyes, this Sun Kun was so disrespectful, he acted recklessly, and soon called his fourth brother brothers, he didn't care about the tense atmosphere at the scene, and chatted happily behind him.
"The next item is to perform the sword!"
At this time, the ritual officer sang again: "Get up—"
"promise."
swish—
Inside the dojo, 3,000 Confucian swordsmen unanimously raised their swords at their waists, held them up to the sky, and then slowly held their swords up in front of their chests, singing in unison: "A friend comes from afar—"
Shua, Shua!
The sword moved with the sound, two consecutive swords were as fast as thunder, the tip of the sword pointed down, and then the movement slowed down, the body slowly bent down like saluting, the tip of the sword was lifted upside down, and sang at the same time: "It's not like that!"
A Confucian classic, matched with a sword move.
The "sword ceremony" ceremony at the beginning of the 3,000-person performance is full of majesty and rigorous aesthetics, and it is also a deterrent, a deterrent to the Kunwu faction, especially when the 3,000 swords, in the sentence "Although there are thousands of people, I will go!" "Ye" when pointing at Ye Qingxuan and the others in unison, the three thousand pairs of eyes and the light of the sword, the shining human eyes were dizzy, if it weren't for the fact that everyone in the Kunwu faction is a tough-minded generation, I'm afraid they will lose their ambition in an instant To seize it, even if you don't have a broken heart, you will still have a heart of fear, which will affect your own momentum.
"Bi-li-"
The thirteen strokes of the "Ceremony Sword" were played slowly for half an hour, and finally ended under the chorus of the ritual officer.
Nearly 10,000 people inside and outside the dojo did not utter a single sound, all eyes were on Zhu Shaoling, who was at the top.
Zhu Shaoling stood up proudly, glanced across the disciples in the arena, and was extremely satisfied with their rigorous performance. His sunken eyeballs glistened, and he glanced sideways at Ye Qingxuan and his party, and said loudly: "The sage said: Three people must have my teacher. I The Confucian Academy has been established for more than 2,000 years. Every "Day of Discussion" will invite great masters of martial arts, who are rare in the world, to give advice to my disciples. Today, I am honored to invite a master of swordsmanship from Kunwu Mountain in Yunzhou. Wait for some advice. In a short time, disciples who are interested in asking for advice can come forward on their own, decide the best five, and then ask the experts of the Kunwu Sect to correct them. If you hear the truth in the morning, you will die in the evening. Disciples, let’s start."
After finishing the order, Zhu Shaoling slightly bowed his hands towards the seat of the Kunwu faction, and waved his hand to signal the ceremony officer to continue.
"All disciples come forward and sign up!"
The ceremony officer sang in unison, and one of the disciples below shouted first: "Disciple Feng Hengyan, sign up for advice."
As soon as these words came out, the originally solemn and silent scene was suddenly broken——
"What? Brother Feng is going to play? Isn't it always our ungraduated students who come to the stage to ask for advice?"
"He is one of the top ten young masters in the academy, and he is one of the best in the world."
"Hey, don't you guys know? It was Senior Brother Feng who was humiliated in person earlier, saying that grammar is not suitable for martial arts, which angered Senior Brother Cheng..."
"Now the Kunwu faction has something to see..."
"It deserves it. If they dare to come to our Confucian Academy to show off because of their poor reputation, they should be taught a lesson."
"Yes, let these martial arts upstarts know the background and strength of our famous sect!"
…
There was a chaotic sound at the scene, Zhu Shaoling's face darkened, and he shouted: "Du—"
A roar that contained a deep stellar energy immediately trembled in the audience, and dust fell from the beams of the house. Everyone's ears felt as if they had been shaken by thunder, and half of their heads kept numb. The chaotic scene immediately Be quiet.
Zhu Shaoling's sharp eyes swept across the audience, and he said in a deep voice: "It's just asking for advice from an expert from the Kunwu faction, why is it so undignified, undignified, and even forgetting the etiquette? Feng Hengyan, who entered martial arts with calligraphy, the judge's brushwork is not good enough. It can be seen, but it is still in flames, so you are allowed to ask for advice."
"Join-row-" the ceremonial officer sang, Feng Hengyan's qualifications were confirmed, and he didn't even need to compete in martial arts.