After everyone got along for a while, Zhang Deming was always embarrassed or restrained? "We......"

Yue Jingru spoke, and before she could continue, Zhang Deming immediately said, "I have been out for most of the time. I think the fellow brothers in the clan should be a little worried, so I won't disturb your mood. See you again at the ceremony."

After saying that, Zhang Deming bowed to everyone without waiting for the right

Yuejing paused and suddenly realized that the Yue family belonged to the marriage path, so she was a little bolder in this regard.

Nowadays, in order to cater to the times, let married disciples get along well with their husbands, and have come into contact with and learn a lot of extraterritorial concepts.

So she immediately understood the key, then smiled and shook her head, looked at the group of Yingying Yanyan in front, and cursed: "Look at you one by one, scared everyone away!"

After saying that, he said to Tong Xuexing: "Fellow Taoist wants to go to other places next, or continue to mess around with them?"

"I'll go back too. It's not good for me to stick around like this!" Tong Xuexing replied.

"That's OK!"

Within words, the matter was finalized and the two of them went home.

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Zhang Deming returned speechlessly. In fact, after Jianwu, he had adapted. After all, he had been in a world like that in his previous life, and facing such a situation, it was nothing.

The performance afterwards was just for leaving. If he really wanted to continue and make a marriage, he would be blind.

This is not a joke. He really has no idea about this blind date and dating meeting. Even if Hongmeng is not monogamous, he has no idea.

Since you have no idea, it is best not to provoke the Yue family, as it will really affect your life.

Zhang Deming followed the original route and hurriedly returned to the park, there was no difference between here and when he left.

However, Zhang Deming looked around and found a little difference. Several disciples he had deliberately made friends with before didn't know where they went.

The sect leader is a matchmaker, not a mother, so this man obviously married into a marriage. Even if the Hongzhi clan has a successful marriage and the husband and wife are one, they do not pay much attention to the differences between marriage and marriage.

But in such an occasion, it is still necessary to pay attention to it. The man also consciously asked Yue Mao Niang to take charge of everything.

"First of all, the matchmaker thanks all fellow Taoists for their support.

My Red Line Sect has been escaping for more than a thousand years. Now that I am reborn, there are still so many families and families. It is the honor of my sect to remember my Red Line Sect for blessed purposes. Our sect will definitely remember the meaning of your presence today."

After saying that, Yuemao gave a gift, and everyone gave a gift slightly.

Then Yuemao waved her hand and a huge phantom appeared in the sky. The first thing that caught her eye was a huge ancient tree with white all over the body. According to legend, this is an image of the ancient innate spiritual root - the laurel tree.

Don't think too much!

The laurel tree disappeared into the long river of time in half a year, and now there are no leaves left.

If there is still a little bit left, the Red Line Sect will not be like this, and even the people who come from the blessed land are not the big bosses in the market.

This is a phantom, well, it is a cutscene CG, or the opening scene of corporate culture coming! It marks the beginning of the conference and the sect culture of the Red Line Sect is coming!

This is the standard process for the sects who are born, and everyone does this.

For Hongmeng, such a scene is the most common and ordinary situation.

As the entrance was stopped, the people who were whispering to each other with the table isolation formation slowly stopped.

After waiting for about a few minutes, the whole scene suddenly became quiet. An old figure flew to a seat on the top floor of the square stairs under the attention of the crowd.

"Welcome to the unexpected valley of fate and order old Ruan Chunzhi to join the club with his beloved disciple!"

The old figure came to the seat and as he sang the ceremony, he bowed to everyone. Many people in the square replied one after another, and then the old man sat down.

It's just started, is there something wrong when I come back so early?" Li Congwen asked.

"Uh, I feel bored, so I'm lucky to be planning to come back to practice." Zhang Deming replied a little embarrassedly.

Li Congwen and Li Congxian frowned, and Li Congwen's face turned solemn and scolded: "No, why bother to practice for a while? Even if your vision is higher than the top, there are many people in the garden worth making friends."

From time to time, light columns appeared from time to time, and the light columns exploded into more or less colorful ribbons in a moment. One disciple with different cultivation levels slid down quickly.

Some disciples, facing this feeling, were very novel. Looking around, there was something about Liu Laolao entering the Grand View Garden.

More people quickly adjust their bodies during the decline, carrying their hands on their backs, and looked at the bottom with a calm look. As their hair and Taoist robe floated, they tried their best to show their free and easy, extraordinary and elegant temperament.

"Then I won't disturb the two uncles, Yaxing!" After seeing that they had fooled them, Zhang Deming breathed a sigh of relief, bowed to them, and then turned around and left.

After leaving the two of them, Zhang Deming returned to his house and raised his hand to take out the few gifts he had received before.

Looking at them for a while, frowned and pondered for a long time, finally shook his head, put them away all of them, and began to enter into meditation and practice.

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Time flies, and it is time for the ceremony in a blink of an eye.

Early in the morning, Zhang Deming, who had entered a deep level of meditation, was awakened by the fluctuations of the formation, and Li Congwen's voice appeared in everyone's ears.

"Hurry up and prepare to attend the ceremony."

Zhang Deming didn't care much about his image, so he just cleaned up and could handle Li Congwen's side.

So after a moment, he came outside the yard first. Li Congwen, who was waiting, looked at Zhang Deming and nodded.

After a moment, the disciples began to come out one after another.

"The first half of this birth conference should be a bit boring, but don't embarrass my sect one by one, wait carefully.

The second half is a traditional preaching session, and the digital Liuhe Grand Master will join hands to discuss the Tao. Even for me, it is a good opportunity, so I am very happy.

This very different outfit successfully attracted everyone's attention, and Zhang Deming was no exception.

Zhang Deming looked at Li Congwen's appearance, and his thoughts flashed, and replied: "This disciple understands it, but now... most of the ones who have just met the disciples, yes, have gone to the toilet."

"What a mess, go... Hum? You said that the ones you met were not in the park anymore? What about you, you were invited to another place?" Li Congwen suddenly paused, looked up at Zhang Deming, with a little surprise.

"That... The disciple met an acquaintance of the Yue family and was invited to go to the sea of ​​flowers for a while." Zhang Deming replied with a little shyness and a little shy.

Li Congxian looked at Zhang Deming up and down for a moment, looked at his shy attitude, and smiled, "He is an elf, and he still has some blessings."

"Don't praise him like this. I guess he is a blessing that he has caused by blindly." Li Congwen's words showed a little smile on his face. He obviously knew what it means to be invited. He looked back at Zhang Deming and said, "Since that's the case, it's okay to go to the practice meeting."

After saying that, he ignored Zhang Deming and turned around to continue playing chess with Li Congxian. The chess was already half played. Take some time and you should be able to achieve a result before the conference.

Next, countless runes suddenly lit up. The dome light curtain of the Sky Protection Sect Array suddenly became touched, and a beam of light was illuminated.

Zhang Deming and others were pulled by the beam of light and flew into the sky.

After reaching a certain height, the entire Red Line Sect was in sight. At the same time, the light columns around them were constantly casting down, and the people from the sect kept flying up.

After the old man sat down, another middle-aged man flew to another seat at the top of the stairs with a female disciple.

"Welcome to Mirror Lake, Twin Mirror Ding Tongjing brings his beloved disciple to the meeting!"

As the ceremony was over, the middle-aged man bowed to everyone below, and then took care of the old man and sat down.

Immediately afterwards, another old figure, with three young men and a woman, flew to the last position except the main position.

The five people in this group were wearing a strange dress. The old man wore a strange robe, a bit like the robe of the cardinal of the church in his previous life, but the color was not red, but white.

The three men and one woman are much simpler. They all wear a windbreaker with a mixture of Chinese and Western elements. They look chic but not without beauty, quite capable and clean.

Congwen was playing chess with him, a big tree in a small square in the accommodation area. Zhang Deming's return at this moment attracted the attention of both of them.

Zhang Deming came to the two of them, bowed to them, and said, "Disciple has met uncle and this senior."

"This is our family brother from Shangqing, Li Congxian Prison Office." Li Congwen looked at Zhang Deming and introduced.

Zhang Deming bowed to him again and said, "I have met Uncle Master!"

Li Congxian looked at Zhang Deming up and down and said, "Is this the kid who has gained fame recently? It looks like a good seedling."

"The uncle of the master praised me!" Zhang Deming replied.

"Why are you back? This ceremony will be waiting until tomorrow

Zhang Deming and others were floating in the sky, pausing for a moment, and countless red silk threads were woven from their feet, forming a ribbon that looked like a rainbow.

Immediately afterwards, everyone slid down quickly along their respective ribbons. As they slide down, the ribbons flashed, carrying a dreamy light.

This scene reminded Zhang Deming of a joke in his previous life: One day, my prince will appear in front of me in armor, colorful auspicious clouds, and ride a white horse, and become my destined person.

This was a bad joke in his previous life, but when Zhang Deming slid down, he didn't know what he thought of this bad joke.

Looking around, the disciples tried their best to maintain a chic attitude and try to make themselves more handsome. Zhang Deming was speechless.

Fortunately, they are all flying bosses. Such a rapid decline is not very exciting, it is just a bit novel.

Otherwise, the sky would scream due to stimulation, and such an entrance to the ceremony would be a bit too beautiful...

They fell very quickly, and in a moment they arrived at a huge square on the main peak near the top.

As the end of the ribbon under his feet rose slightly and gently rolled, Zhang Deming's sliding speed dropped sharply. After the speed stopped, he was rolled around his waist by the end of the ribbon and gently placed it in front of a desk that belonged to him.

Zhang Deming stood at the desk and looked up. At this moment,

"Welcome to the Tianyu Holy See, Pope Qiu Jiayun, and join the four priests."

As he sang the ceremony, the old man Qiu Jiayun gave an authentic Hongmeng ceremony to everyone below, just like the two of them before, and everyone gave the ceremony slightly.

Then the old man Qiu Jiayun and Twin Jing Ding Tongjing ordered the old Ruan Chunzhi to sit in their seats after the ceremony.

At this point, the only main seat in the middle is left in the top few seats, well, it is a double seat.
To be continued...