This Taoist Master is too Frivolous

Chapter 481: Chapter 341: I’m just being a Heavenly Master, why is there such a huge scene?

People feel rejuvenated during joyful events, and so do ghosts.

Today, the old man’s face is glowing, and he has put on a brand new Daoist robe. The robe is purple, and not many people in the Daoist world are qualified to wear a purple robe.

But the old man is definitely qualified!

He was the former head of Wanshou Palace on West Mountain and the leader of the Jingming Sect. He also “cultivated” Xu Yang, the “Heavenly Master.” Although he has become a ghost, he is now the City God, and no one dares to question his wearing of the purple robe.

An elder and a young man led the disciples of Wanshou Palace to the entrance.

At this moment, an auspicious cloud flew over from the distant horizon.

Above the auspicious cloud, Celestial Master Chengming was dressed in a purple robe. Alongside him were Supreme Sage Shancun, the sect leader of Zongsheng Palace, and several high-ranking members of Zongsheng Palace, all of whom were at the Divine Transcendence Realm.

“Senior!”

Xu Yang and Xu Zhiyuan went up to greet them together.

Celestial Master Chengming ignored Xu Yang and took Xu Zhiyuan aside for a chat.

Xu Yang was puzzled… Was this old Daoist jealous?

It was Xing’er who liked to touch me, not me who touched her! Besides, I’m not interested in an old gingko tree!

Xu Yang wanted to invite the people from Zongsheng Palace in, but Celestial Master Chengming glanced at the distant horizon and said, “There’s no hurry. Let’s wait until Minister Wang arrives.”

Xu Yang looked in the direction of Celestial Master Chengming’s gaze but didn’t see anything.

However, considering the previous incident when Celestial Master Chengming discovered him more than two hundred miles away, he nodded in agreement.

Soon after.

A figure appeared, cutting through the sky.

Wang Hou descended from the sky in a white training suit.

After exchanging pleasantries,

Xu Yang and Xu Zhiyuan invited both men into Wanshou Palace. Before they could even have a cup of tea, more visitors arrived outside.

The old and the young greeted them immediately.

The newcomer was dressed in a dignified yellow Daoist robe, followed by more than twenty disciples, some of whom were at the Divine Transcendence Realm and others at the Entering Dao Realm.

“Celestial Master Zhang!”

Upon recognizing the visitor, Xu Zhiyuan eagerly went up to greet him and informed Xu Yang, “Xu Yang, this is the chairman of the Da Xia Daoist Association and the current Heavenly Master of Dragon Tiger Mountain.”

Zhang Jiyu!

Upon hearing this, Xu Yang immediately thought of a name.

He hastily stepped forward to pay his respects to the Celestial Master, saying, “Xu Yang from the Jingming Sect pays his respects to Celestial Master Zhang!”

Zhang Jiyu quickly helped Xu Yang up and returned the gesture, saying, “Disciple Xu, you are too polite. You are about to succeed as the Heavenly Master, so we can call each other comrades in the Daoist world. There’s no need for formalities.”

In just a few words and a simple gesture,

Xu Yang realized…

The current Heavenly Master of Dragon Tiger Mountain was a very meticulous person in doing things.

“Haha, Celestial Master Zhang!”

At this time, the people from the Maoshan Sect also arrived.

The person who spoke dressed in a black and yellow Daoist robe, wearing a Bagua cap, carrying a peach wood sword, with a wispy mustache, and two eye-catching unibrows. He first greeted Zhang Jiyu, and then turned to Xu Zhiyuan, saying, “Supreme Sage Xu, it’s been a long time.”

“Supreme Sage Mao.”

Xu Zhiyuan was somewhat emotional.

After chatting with him for a while, he introduced him to Xu Yang, saying, “Xu Yang, this is the sect leader of the Maoshan Sect, his surname is Mao, and his Daoist name is Yimei. I remember when you were young, I took you to see zombie movies starring Lin Chengying… The prototype of those movies is actually Supreme Sage Mao.”

Xu Yang paid his respects with a salute.

Supreme Sage Mao returned the gesture, and after a few pleasantries, Xu Zhiyuan said, “Celestial Master Zhang, Supreme Sage Mao… Please!”

About ten minutes later, the people from the Quanzhen Sect arrived.

Subsequently, prominent figures from the martial world of Da Xia arrived one after another. Some of them were here to watch the excitement, while ordinary people came to attend the ceremony. Unlike the members of the major sects, many ghosts floated among these martial artists and the ordinary crowd.

These ghosts all emitted a chilling, yin aura.

They held weapons in their arms.

AKs, large pineapples, and other semi-automatic rifles and submachine guns were commonplace.

The most outrageous sighting was a ghost carrying a rocket launcher, and another carrying a Gatling…

It was said that just now at the foot of West Mountain, a martial artist became angry and mocked Xu Yang for being a “Heavenly Master” yet colluding with Yin spirits… As a result, a ghost sent him soaring into the sky with a single rocket blast.

In Wanshou Palace, chefs from all over the country hired by Xu Zhiyuan began to work, serving banquet tables one after another, entertaining varying visitors who came to observe the ceremony.

Soon, it was noon.

Xu Zhiyuan stood up and gave a speech, and then announced that the “Succession Ceremony of the Heavenly Master” officially began.

The various martial artists stood up one after another.

The many disciples of Wanshou Palace also became busy.

Under Xu Zhiyuan’s guidance, Xu Yang began the succession process according to the pre-agreed procedure.

First, he lit three sticks of incense and prayed to the heavens.

Then, he called for a disciple to bring forth the portrait of the “Heavenly Master Xu” for worship.

Just at this moment…

“Li Clan of Longxi has arrived!”

A voice sounded from outside Wanshou Palace, followed by another:

“Ma Clan of Fufeng has arrived!”

“Wang Clan of Taiyuan City has arrived!”

“Lu Clan of Fan Yang has arrived…”

“Cui Clan of Qing He has arrived…”

“Zheng Clan of Xing Yang has arrived!”

Xu Yang frowned and put away the portrait of Heavenly Master Xu.

Xu Zhiyuan, who was beside him, shook his head slightly.

Xu Yang understood the meaning of the old man. The visitors were guests, and the “idle talk” on the martial arts forum should not be taken seriously. Today was the grand ceremony of Xu Yang’s succession as Heavenly Master, and he absolutely could not take the initiative to create trouble or treat their guests with hostility.

Immediately, Xu Yang strode towards the outside of Wanshou Palace.