GBP Chapter 160 Mahayana Ritual 18
Chapter 160 Mahayana Ritual 18
Chapter 160 Mahayana Ritual 18
Between heaven and earth, the rising sun slowly casts a warm glow over the sky and earth, its hazy golden light veiling the world in a gentle hue.
The sect leader, representing the Guiyuan Sect, addressed the guests from above, his presence radiating grandeur and magnificence under the warm morning sun, showcasing the dignified bearing of the Guiyuan Sect.
After the speech, the stage in the middle slowly rose, where Yuefeng's senior brothers and sisters had already rehearsed exquisite music.
The melodious music filled the banquet hall, instantly putting all the guests at ease.
Immortal Lord Fengjue picked up the wine on the table and ran over to Immortal Lord Qingyang with a grin: "Today is your Mahayana ceremony, and I haven't celebrated with you yet! Don't refuse!"
Qingyang Immortal Lord took the drink and glared at him: "Only you would try to get me drunk!"
"Hey, that's a harsh thing to say! It's such a nice day, aren't you going to drink?"
Immortal Lord Qingyang fumbled for his wine cup: "How can I refuse the wine offered by Immortal Lord Fengjue!" He then drank it all in one gulp.
"That's more like it." Feng Jue Immortal Lord glanced at Qing Xu Immortal Lord beside him, his eyes darting around. He reached out and poured a cup of wine from the table in front of Qing Yang Immortal Lord. Thinking that the other party seemed to have some germaphobia, he simply took the unused wine cup of Qing Yang Immortal Lord, turned around, and handed the wine to him.
"Qingxu, Qingxu! Is that fruit delicious?" Immortal Lord Fengjue asked curiously. After all, the Iron-Eating Beast Clan guarded the fruit closely, and these people had basically only heard of it but never seen it. Although he thought the other party was wasting such a precious thing, Immortal Lord Fengjue was still very curious about what the legendary fruit tasted like.
Immortal Lord Qingxu accepted the wine offered by the other party and said very sincerely, "The taste is so-so!"
After all, it is a creation of nature and has no taste at all.
"Ah, that's it!" Feng Jue was somewhat disappointed.
"Sit further away!" Immortal Lord Qingyang rolled his eyes. "Using the protagonist's things to coax the protagonist, you're really something!"
"Who's going to argue between us?" Immortal Lord Feng Jue not only didn't leave, but instead moved closer to the other party.
Qingyang Immortal Lord was somewhat helpless; his friend was always like this, always liking to contradict him.
"Alright, alright, don't sit so close. You're almost squeezing me out. How about I give you the main character seat?" Immortal Lord Qingyang moved away in disgust, leaving the middle seat empty for him.
The immortal lords below also looked at the rogue above with disdain, but with him taking the lead, they naturally joined in the commotion.
The Transcending Tribulation Venerables below didn't dare to be like the Immortal Lords, holding wine and chatting or joking with the two protagonists. They didn't even dare to step forward to congratulate them.
However, they also had their own activities. Everyone present was of the same social class, and it was a good opportunity for them to get along well. After seeing how Cheng Jiu, Gong Cheng Gong Yu and the others were treated, the people who brought the younger generation became more determined.
He led his younger disciples to roam among the immortal lords of the Guiyuan Sect, hoping to find an opportunity to be accepted as disciples by one of them.
Unfortunately, they gained nothing. The immortal lords from the Guiyuan Sect who came either had already taken on disciples or simply didn't want to.
Moreover, at the level of Mahayana Immortal Lord, most people still focus their energy on enlightenment and ascension, and are not interested in teaching a disciple to grow again.
So they were destined to gain nothing. However, the sect leader and seven peak masters also came, and these people really liked to take on disciples. But unfortunately, with the Immortal Lords being such coveted prizes, not many people wanted to settle for second best. However, there were still some people next to the sect leader who brought their own disciples to communicate with the other party.
Unfortunately, after becoming the sect leader, the sect leader became more cautious about accepting disciples. Even if a disciple was exceptionally talented, he would not be the first choice to accept a disciple if the elders had ulterior motives.
Cheng Jiu and the others also had some free time. They had only eaten one meal since yesterday. Although the three of them had already achieved the state of abstaining from grains, they were still hungry when they saw so much delicious food on the table.
As the personal disciples of the two immortal lords, the food on the three of them's table was the same as that on the tables of those immortal lords in the Mahayana stage.
The aroma, like an alluring hook, wafted into the noses of the three. Cheng Jiu couldn't resist picking up a pastry from the table and taking a bite. The pastry melted in her mouth, and it seemed to be made of soybeans, with a strong sweet soybean scent.
"Delicious, delicious!" Gong Yu followed closely behind, one in each hand: "Junior Sister, try this red bean paste flavor, it's delicious!" He then reluctantly handed the last one in his bowl to Cheng Jiu.
Cheng Jiu reached out and took the pastry, then handed it to the other person. Taking a bite, she exclaimed, "Delicious!" after enjoying the crispy crust and sweet red bean paste filling.
A strange sense of happiness lingered in her heart, making her unconsciously exclaim in admiration. Who was this master who made this delicacy? She had never tasted it before. It was a mistaken memory.
"Right? Right! But this soybean cake is also delicious, sweet and soft." Gong Yu's eyes and brows were full of joy when she heard her agreement.
As he spoke, his mischievous hands slowly reached towards the neighbor's...
"Ouch! Brother, why did you hit me!" Gong Yu withdrew her hand from the pastry she had reached for her brother, looking aggrieved.
Miyagi fanned himself with a flamboyant gesture: "Just talk, why are you reaching out your hand!"
As they talked, they picked up the pastries the other person recommended, their eyes lighting up slightly. After all, they were brothers, and although they had many differences in daily life, their tastes were sometimes quite similar.
"Ugh... so stingy!" Gong Yu muttered, looking regretfully at the plate of pastries. It was a pity there was only one plate.
The empty plates were quickly taken away by the senior students next to them, but no new ones were put on them, so it seems that each person was only given one plate.
Li Weixin appeared out of nowhere, holding a plate of pastries, and handed it to Gong Yu: "Here! You seem to really like them. My master doesn't like desserts, so I brought them over specially!"
Gong Yu was deeply moved: "Good brother! From now on, you're my brother. If you ever need anything, just come to me! I'll go to any lengths for you!" He patted his chest as he spoke, looking very serious.
Miyagi, standing nearby, looked at him with disdain and silently moved the pastries on the table over. "How pathetic," he thought, "he was bribed with just a plate of pastries. Does he ever need anything from me?"
Gong Yu didn't know what her brother was thinking, but she happily accepted the pastries. Seeing that the other person liked them so much, Cheng Jiu also handed her some pastries. It was rare to see Gong Yu enjoy food so much.
Looking at the three plates of pastries on the table, Gong Yu felt a surge of happiness; he loved red bean paste the most.
Gong Yu happily munched on her pastries, while Li Weixin excitedly shared her new melon with her gossip buddy.
Upon hearing that it was gossip from the Immortal Lords of the Reception Hall, Cheng Jiu was startled. He knew that Immortal Lords had divine intervention, and they were right there in the meeting place, right under the noses of those Immortal Lords. Although Cheng Jiu loved gossip, he didn't like courting death, so he reluctantly refused: "Are you out of your mind? Those Immortal Lords are right here, and their ears are incredibly sharp!"
Li Weixin sat beside him and said, "Don't worry! Last time I went out to cultivate with my master, I made a breakthrough, and the Heavenly Dao will no longer sense me."
Otherwise, he wouldn't have dared to openly share his master's gossip with Cheng Jiu through the jade pendant.
Upon hearing this, Cheng Jiu secretly admired her. As expected of her gossip partner, she had broken through to such an unconventional direction so easily. She was truly going to great lengths to share gossip. She still had a long way to go!
However, she still rejected the other party's suicidal idea. Although he had blocked the Heavenly Dao, he forgot that everyone here was a Mahayana Immortal Lord. How many of them had the ability to tease the other party under the nose of a Mahayana Immortal Lord?
After hearing her reasons, Li Weixin understood completely and let out a long, regretful sigh.
He's really bursting with pent-up energy! He's so frustrated because he can't share this juicy gossip!
"How boring! So incredibly boring!" Li Weixin said, sitting down next to Cheng Jiu and Gong Cheng.
Gong Yu, munching on a pastry, said sincerely, "We can share the details later, but there's no need to court death!"
Li Weixin glanced at Gong Yu with surprise. Although the two hadn't spent much time together, he remembered that the other person was a very easygoing person.
Gong Yu felt his gaze: "I feel like you're thinking something impolite!"
Li Weixin's gaze silently shifted back.
Gong Yu: "..."
Sensing her younger brother's slightly agitated mood and fearing he might cause a scene, Miyagi decisively soothed him: "Alright, little brother! Here! Eat your pastries! Please give Master's Mahayana ceremony some face."
Gong Yu grumbled as she munched on her pastry: "I'll let it slide since you're a guest!"
"Junior brother, don't be angry. Why is there so much sweet water on your table? Clang! Wine!" Li Weixin flipped his hand, and a jade wine pot appeared in his hand. A faint aroma of wine wafted from the mouth of the pot, and the three of them took a deep breath.
Gong Yu seemed to have thought of something and shook his head sharply: "No, you forgot, Junior Sister Cheng Jiu has a very low alcohol tolerance."
"Really?" Li Weixin looked at Cheng Jiu, who was standing next to her with bright eyes, and then thought of the scene when they helped Cheng Jiu back earlier. Suddenly, she felt something was wrong and asked cautiously, "Junior Sister Cheng Jiu?"
"What's wrong, Senior Brother Li?" Cheng Jiu, who was listening nearby, looked at him upon hearing this.
Seeing that the other person was still quite energetic, Li Wei thought to himself, "He should be alright!" Although he reassured him, he still skipped pouring the wine for Cheng Jiu. If Cheng Jiu got drunk at the banquet, he would be in big trouble, and his master would not let him off the hook!
Cheng Jiu drank the sweet water provided on the table without saying anything. After all, the move by Immortal Lord Mengya had served as a wake-up call for her. Although she wasn't drunk from the smell of wine, what if she had drunk it? Forget it, for Master's Mahayana ceremony, it's best to be cautious!
It was the first time Gongcheng and Gongyu had ever drunk alcohol, and they were secretly excited. Looking at the clear liquid, they picked up their glasses and took a sip.
"How about it? Want more?" Li Weixin asked, shaking the wine pot.
Gongcheng narrowed his eyes, his gaze somewhat unfocused, and shook his head: "No need, thank you, senior brother."
Gong Yu poured out the remaining wine and poured himself a glass of sweet water: "Sweet water is still the best!" Unlike his brother, he was quite energetic, but he had no interest in alcohol.
“I don’t like it either, but people will laugh at us if we ask the host to prepare sweet drinks at banquets like this in the future.” Li Weixin sat next to them. He didn’t like alcohol either, but there were occasions he couldn’t avoid, so he came over to explain to the three of them.
Cheng Jiu said nonchalantly, "Anyway, it's nothing. There are only a few banquets that deserve our respect. You and Master certainly wouldn't be so stingy as to not even prepare sweet water. As for the others!" A hint of pride flashed in Cheng Jiu's eyes, "Then I am the honored guest. There is no reason for a guest to accommodate the host! As for jokes, as long as you are strong enough, no one will dare to laugh at you to your face, or even have such thoughts."
For example, when her master and Qingyang Immortal Lord set out sweet water on the table, others would also offer sweet water when toasting. No one would dare to say anything; they would only think that the two immortal lords were very individualistic, and they might even imitate them. This is the benefit of having strong power.
Therefore, Cheng Jiu did not think that other people's momentary thoughts would have any impact on her.
The other two wholeheartedly agreed. Yes, if there comes a future, would they dare to laugh at them in front of their faces?
All three shared this confidence, and Li Weixin poured out the wine from the flask: "You're right!" They had this confidence, and as fellow disciples of the Immortal Lord, Li Weixin naturally shared it as well.
Who cares what the other person thinks? He's Li Weixin, after all! Li Weixin felt a sense of enlightenment.
After all, his family was in business, and the concept he was taught from childhood was to value harmony. After entering the Dragon Abyss Sect, it was difficult to change the concept he had in his childhood. Mainly, he was unaware of it himself, but now that he has realized it, he feels that everything before was a burden.
Looking at the spilled wine, Li Weixin felt as if she were saying goodbye to her past self.
"Hah! Hah! Hah!"
A dull and piercing sound entered the ears of the four people in the harmonious atmosphere. An inexplicable terror and a huge pressure weighed heavily on their hearts. Their gazes slowly rose, and they saw the senior brothers of the Law Enforcement Hall surrounding a monster with a bull's head, a tiger's body, and a snake's tail.
The magical light shimmered in the sky like twinkling stars, radiating a chilling aura.
The Mahayana Immortal Lords of the Guiyuan Sect below, though still sitting calmly in the banquet hall, were actually focusing their divine senses on the enormous beast.
Immortal Lord Qingxu, Immortal Lord Qingyang, and Immortal Lord Qianli noticed the slightly pale face of their disciple beside them. With a wave of their hands, the inexplicable pressure was shut out by the three of them.
The oppressive feeling of unease that had been weighing on Cheng Jiu and his companions began to dissipate, and they started to breathe heavily. This kind of oppressive aura was truly unbearable for low-level cultivators.
The darkness in the eyes of the three slowly deepened. A cold blue light swirled around Qingxu Immortal Lord, ready to strike him down the moment he made a move.
The four of them couldn't help but look upwards. A vast shadow was cast across the sky, practically blotting out the sun, especially the enormous bull's head, which openly revealed its true form as a spirit beast.
Based on their experience, the four judged that the opponent's cultivation level was definitely no lower than the Mahayana stage. How could a Mahayana stage spirit beast so recklessly charge straight into the heart of the Guiyuan Sect?
How can this not be called arrogance? It could even be seen as a provocation against the Guiyuan Sect.
I didn't see the sect leader's extremely dark face; he looked at the spirit beast in the sky as if it were a dead animal.
A fierce figure leaped down, and the shockwave was so powerful that even Cheng Jiu and the other two sitting below could hear it.
He was a muscular man, about two or three meters tall, with only a gold belt with an extremely intricate pattern around his waist. His half-length trousers revealed his thick, powerful thighs, chest, and back, which were covered in scars that bore witness to his years of bloodshed.
Just by standing there, he exuded the stench of blood.
It seems the visitors have ill intentions!
The sect leader spoke first, his tone extremely unfriendly: "Immortal Lord Kunzhong has come here to provoke the Guiyuan Sect!"
Kunzhong Immortal Lord looked at the sect leader, his tone filled with dissatisfaction and sneer: "When you brought my niece to Guiyuan Sect, you said that Guiyuan Sect would treat her as family. But what about now? I've come here to seek justice for my niece! And to get justice for my poor, prematurely deceased brother-in-law and sister!"
Everyone present was stunned, staring at the other person in disbelief. Did he even know where he was? Guiyuan Sect!
Does he know who the protagonists are this time? The two evil spirits, Immortal Lord Qingxu and Immortal Lord Qingyang!
Unexpectedly, a brave soul would cause trouble in such a setting. The crowd outwardly condemned the act, but awaited further developments.