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Chapter 282 Will you get tired after kneeling for a long time?

Exploitation is inevitable in any world, especially for people at the bottom, even in the world of immortality.

"boom--"

As a melodious and violent bell rang, it represented the official opening of the sect ceremony.

This sect ceremony is divided into two parts. The first part is the sect competition, and the second part is the coronation of the saint and the public sermon.

The sect competition is, to be precise, the outer sect disciples’ fighting competition. Only the outer sect disciples can participate.

The inner disciples serve as referees and influence the victory of the game.

As for the handyman disciples, they can only watch helplessly from the sidelines. As people who appreciate the fighting skills of the monks, they are not even qualified to participate.

After all, many handyman disciples are just mortals who have not yet introduced Qi into their bodies.

Even if you can successfully practice the Hidden Dragon Qi-Inducing Technique, you will only be a low-level monk in the lower third level, which is not very interesting to watch.

A dojo would not allow a group of mortals to fight on it.

"boom--"

As the sect's grand ceremony officially began, the entire Elder Hall began to tremble violently and burst into dazzling light.

A dozen figures in a row flew out from the Elder Hall at the same time,

Seen from a distance, it looks like light trails several kilometers long across the sky.

They are the elders of the Qianlong Sect. There are elders who are specifically responsible for the outer sect, and there are also elders who are specifically responsible for the inner sect.

There are also elders responsible for the refining of elixirs, raising spiritual beasts, punishments, personnel appointments, and task pavilions.

A dozen elders in a row flew into beautiful arcs, which was quite eye-catching.

However, there are also elders from some special affiliated organizations who did not participate in this grand ceremony, such as the Secret Realm, the Battle Tower, and the Sutra Pavilion...

These are important areas of the sect and must be guarded at all times.

As for the more powerful sect leader, the ancestor, he needs to make his final appearance.

During the coronation ceremony in the second half, he appeared with the new saint Mo Yuluo.

"brush--"

More than a dozen elders flew over everyone's heads one by one.

The majestic spiritual energy in his body surged everywhere,

The powerful aura fluctuations belonging to the Jindan cultivator swept across the entire place inadvertently,

The disciples below were crying in agony.

Under the huge pressure of the Jindan monk, he was sweating profusely and his legs were weak.

The cultivation of the handyman disciples is the lowest, and they can even be classified as mortals with some cultivation.

They were the first to kneel down in unison.

Some people with poor health even fainted on the spot.

The outer disciples also followed closely behind. Most of them had not built a foundation.

They were still in the Qi training stage, how could they withstand the pressure of the Jindan monks?

The inner disciples are struggling to support themselves,

They have already established their foundation and initially possess spiritual consciousness.

The ability to withstand coercion is much better than that of other ordinary disciples.

However, a dozen or so Jindan monks in a row put pressure together, and even the eldest brother of the first peak among the inner disciples, Foundation Establishment Dzogchen, could not withstand it.

The inner disciples persisted for a while, and finally knelt down one after another unwillingly.

But they are much better than the outer disciples and handyman disciples who are kneeling on their knees.

Just get down on one knee.

As for the people in the field, only Hongyue and Zhao Donglai, the two true disciples, were safe and sound.

Of course, with their status as true successors and their current cultivation level at the Golden Core realm, no one put pressure on them.

But no one noticed, except the two of them.

Among the kneeling disciples, there was a small figure standing calmly,

This little figure stands tall and tall like a flock of chickens.

Turning a blind eye to this powerful pressure,

The figure was so small that everyone subconsciously ignored it.

But the people next to him discovered this strange phenomenon.

"This little junior brother..."

Wang Yao raised her head with difficulty and looked at her junior brother standing next to her as if nothing happened.

A trace of disbelief flashed in his eyes,

"Ordinary monks, facing the overwhelming pressure of the elders, will unconsciously want to kneel down. If they try to resist with perseverance, they will be seriously injured and comatose, and their souls will be injured. In the worst case, their internal organs will be broken and they will die."

"This new junior is so young... He doesn't look like anything special... No, apart from being very handsome... there doesn't seem to be anything special about him..."

"But why can he resist the pressure of the elders?"

Wang Yao's heart was in turmoil. When a group of elders flew over her head,

She was once a furnace, but her body was hollowed out prematurely, and she was unconscious on the spot.

He didn't even dare to take a breath, and he knew deeply how terrifying the pressure of the elders was, and it was simply not something that human beings could resist.

That would be as incredible as letting an ordinary mortal face the power of God.

"You...why did you..."

Wang Yao opened her mouth with difficulty, her voice hoarse.

She really wanted to speak and ask this strange young man why he could resist this pressure.

But the pressure of the elders had not completely dissipated, and she was speechless at all, as if there was a big stone pressing on her chest.

Moreover, this pressure also affected her thoughts, making it impossible for her to think too much.

"Sister, did you call me?"

The young man looked back at her, his eyes seemed to hide the stars and the sea, very bright.

There is purity in it, but also a trace of deeply hidden vicissitudes.

He had bright eyes and white teeth, and smiled slightly.

"Sister, let me help you up."

He said softly, his tone as calm as ever, as if nothing could affect his emotions.

Wang Yao had the illusion that she was not facing a boy who looked only seven or eight years old.

But a man who is as gentle as jade and has an unparalleled handsome appearance.

"you……"

You can't help it...

Wang Yao shook her head and wanted to say this,

After all, the pressure of the elders has not dissipated yet;

It was difficult for her to speak, let alone move her body?

And how could a child lift up her already stiff adult body?

But the rest of her words had not yet been spoken,

The young man's hand, as white as jade, had gently rested on her arm.

"Buzz——"

At this moment, a delicate feeling came, and the young man's palm was very warm, making people want to squeeze it unconsciously.

And the warmth that followed followed the young man's hand and spread throughout Wang Yao's body.

Wang Yao's brain was shaken, and a feeling of clarity surged throughout her body.

Then I felt a sudden lightness in my body. The pressure that was overwhelming one moment, disappeared without a trace the next moment.

It seemed as if everything disappeared the moment the young man's hand fell on her body.

She stood up so naturally, following the young man's gentle strength.

In the crowd of people kneeling together, he stood up like a flock of chickens.

When everyone is kneeling, you are the only one standing up. This is an eye-catching behavior.

Seeing such a scene, Wang Yao suppressed her shock and felt a knot in her heart.

She suddenly thought of the consequences of doing so,

Even the legendary inner sect disciples who were said to be superior were all kneeling down.

And you, a handyman disciple, dare to stand? How dare you...you are so brave...

Wang Yao didn't dare, and she wouldn't even dare to lend her a few more courages...

But the boy in front of me...

Looking at the young man in front of him who seemed to be fine,

Wang Yao wanted to die.

‘I’m afraid it will be difficult for me to die if I am noticed by the elders or those inner disciples. How about I kneel down again? …’

Wang Yao was about to cry but had no tears, and was struggling in her heart.

'Heaven is my witness, I want to kneel down, but someone won't let me. They have to hold me back and won't let me kneel down...'

Wang Yao couldn't help but complain in her heart.

'But this young man also had good intentions. He finally pulled me up and I knelt down again. Isn't it a bit unjustifiable? ’

Wang Yao was brainstorming in her heart, swaying from side to side.

Her face turned green and white, and her heart was full of mixed feelings.

Just when she was hesitant.

"Sister, if you kneel for a long time... you will get tired, right?"

A gentle voice sounded softly.

The voice seemed to have special magic power, which shocked her.

Wang Yao was silent.

She thought of the past twenty years,

When have you ever seen these inner and outer disciples, you have to kneel down respectfully?

In fact, there is no such thing as a ritual of kneeling down in the spiritual world. Among fellow disciples, at most, they just bend down and clasp their fists to salute.

Only when you are paying homage to your preaching mentor will you truly kneel down.

But others also knelt down, and she had to kneel down too.

Kneeling for a long time seems to have become a habit.

I never considered the rationality of this.

You think the person you are kneeling to worship is your senior brother, and it is a proper courtesy.

But how have others ever regarded you as a junior sister?

Wang Yao's thoughts were flying, her eyes were a little dazed, and she was in a trance.

She was silent for a long time, and then she came back to her senses.

She raised her head and looked at the rare spectacle of thousands of people kneeling down and worshiping, and she felt more relaxed than ever before.

At this moment, it seemed that some invisible shackles had been cut off.

Wisps of spiritual energy rippled through her body, forming a whirlpool of spiritual energy.

Her cultivation level began to loosen at this moment, and her aura continued to surge, from the original third level of Qi training, to the fourth level of Qi training, to the fifth level of Qi training... to the ninth level of Qi training!

Until—Qi practice reaches perfection!

After twenty years of separation, since becoming a furnace and having its foundation destroyed,

Her cultivation level dropped from the original ninth level of Qi training to the third level of Qi training.

I thought that there was no hope of seeking immortality throughout my life.

Now, it is a step further.

She quietly felt the changes in herself, and felt a long-lost relief in her heart. After a long time, she smiled dumbly:

"Yes, you will get tired if you kneel for a long time..."

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ps: I haven’t chatted with you for a long time. I have a lot of things hidden in my heart, and I don’t know who I told them to. I am not a qualified author. I rarely leave messages in the book, and I feel more and more ashamed of you.

Thanks to the readers who have always supported me. I can call each of them by name. During the days in the hospital, I would sometimes look at the comment section in a daze, and I would also stare at their names in a trance for a long time.

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I have always felt that the greatest gain from writing a book is to meet a group of good people and gain my own readers. To me, every reader is a good friend, or a like-minded partner.

I am very happy that we can fit in because of the stories in the book, the ideas expressed in the book, and the three views in the book. It is really a blessing in my life to meet you.

Due to various reasons, I have updated less and less, but many readers and friends have never given up.

I want to see the ending of Su Mo and Luo Xi, want to see the whereabouts of Zhao Ziluo, want to wait for the return of the Monkey King, and want to figure out all the conspiracies and causes behind it.

I was unable to continue updating at the beginning, and announced a permanent break in the book, but many friends and readers persuaded me again. I was silent for a long time, and finally chose to grit my teeth and continue to update the book.

There are many words I want to give to you. The experience during this period has made my mood change a lot, and I can't talk about them one by one.

Not long ago, a very close family member suddenly passed away. He was in the prime of his life and left behind a very young daughter. During the funeral, I unfortunately had a car accident. I lay in the hospital for a long time and thought a lot.

I didn't believe it before, but now I really feel that the saying "good people get good rewards" is really empty. For the world, for gods, ghosts and Buddhas, the concepts of good and bad people are actually not that important. No one will look at these, only humans themselves will look at these.

Good people are more law-abiding, so they are often less likely to get into trouble. But nature and natural disasters don't look at these.

I don't believe in Buddhism, don't cultivate the afterlife, only look at this life.

I just hope that everyone can love themselves well, be the lone brave in their own lives, and dare to fight.

This era has developed to this point, and the distribution of resources has gradually solidified, making it difficult for us to cross classes. Sometimes, it's safe and sound, and there is no need to ask for too much. If you can live this life with emotional value, everything is worth it.

We never know when an accident will come, so we can only cherish it.

Finally, although it's a little late, I wish you all a happy new year! Happy Lantern Festival! Happy every day!

I hope everyone can be happy and healthy in the limited remaining life, and everything will go well!