Muyan and the others looked at each other.
"What are you busy with? Isn't it just to hang a plaque?"
"Oh, and put the master's ranking and ashes on it."
"We don't plan to accept apprentices for the time being, and we don't have any historical achievements to recall, so what can we do?"
"At most, let Xiao Wu cook a delicious meal. When Instructor Mo and Xiao Shishu come, we get together to eat every time. Oh, by the way, those of the Demon Race who help us build houses must also Treat yourself well. Tsk tsk tsk, this Xiaoyaomen is 110,000 times more magnificent than the broken thatched hut we had on the Cultivation Continent."
Yun Ruohan pressed his temples, resisting the urge to slap these juniors and sisters to death.
It took a long time before he said in a deep voice: "Before the time of mao, please invite the tablet of the master and burn incense to worship the ancestors."
"After Chenshi, release the sword energy, recite the rules of Xiaoyaomen, and tell the way of heaven that Xiaoyaomen is officially established."
"As soon as the time has passed, activate the Xiaoyaomen Mountain Guard Array, erect a stone monument and hang a plaque at the most auspicious time."
The rest of Xiaoyaomen was dumbfounded, with a blank expression of "Where am I? Who am I? What am I doing?"
Having said this, Yun Ruohan took out an ancient book from his bosom, and turned a few pages back.
After reading it, he continued: "Everything is ready, and when noon arrives, guests from all walks of life can be invited to have a ceremony and a banquet."
Luo Yu weakly raised his hand and said, "But we didn't invite any guests? Little Martial Uncle, Instructor Mo, Mozun, Master Youyue's wife, and the Mozu construction team under Mozun, strictly speaking, all We Xiaoyaomen are our own people."
Yun Ruohan glared at him, "You're the only one who talks too much!"
He coughed lightly, and said solemnly: "Anyway, what other sects have to do, our Xiaoyao Sect must also do the same."
After a pause, Yun Ruohan said in a low voice: "Master's biggest regret was that he was seriously injured and dying, and he no longer has enough strength to protect you, so that you can go outside and say proudly, I am a disciple of Xiaoyaomen .What he hopes other sect disciples have, all of us can have. So... "
Yun Ruohan didn't say anything later.
But everyone understood.
Therefore, he hopes that Xiaoyaomen can go through the process that other sects have gone through when they established their sects.
He hoped that his master, Shi Qing, would have a spirit in the sky, so that he could see the whole scene of them making Xiaoyaomen from its establishment to its glory, and then to its peak.
Muyan stood up, smiled and said: "Let's go, let's invite Master to live in Xiaoyaomen, and take a look at what our Xiaoyaomen looks like now."
"Master used to complain that our Xiaoyaomen's residence was too dilapidated and remote, but now this residence should satisfy him?"
"It's not broken, it's not desolate, it's cheap, this ancient battlefield is even more remote than the previous Tianxuan Mountains."
"Hey, that's okay, we just need to prepare some good wine for Master, Master will ignore such a small problem."
Looking at the younger brothers and younger sisters who left with a smile.
Yun Ruohan didn't know why, but his nose felt a little sour.
But the corner of his mouth couldn't help a warm smile.
Master, have you seen it
Xiaoyaomen is very good.
And it will get better and better.
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The process of burning incense to worship ancestors and praying to heaven is simple to say.
In practice, it is extremely cumbersome.
Especially since the few of them have never been exposed to these rituals.
So much so that they are busy in the corner.