Chapter 442, The Pit
White people are different from Chinese, China is "4", white people speak "13". Pen~fun~Ge www.biquge.info 13 is an unlucky number in Western countries. There are many floors and house numbers that skip 13 directly, 12 is directly followed by 14, or 12A is used instead of 13.
China doesn't talk about this, especially a group of Taoist priests.
It will take a little time for them to turn around.
No, it's not a matter of time anymore. Whether it is Zhang Baitian or Grandma Snake, they are all racking their brains, thinking about whether there is a master called '13 Popes' in the magic world. Or is it a young genius who has no surname Wen in other magic families.
This path was wrong from the beginning, because civilization was mixed with the religious world, not the magic world.
That is, luck, or rather, their intuition, that civilization has some origins. Otherwise, they wouldn't have thought about it.
They are cultivators, and they still trust their instincts.
"Wait...... 13 Pope. The inch-headed man behind Zhang Baitian suddenly changed his face, and he shouted incredulously: "You are the 13th Pope of the Ming Sect!"
"Not bad...... Surname Wen...... is so young, it should be the 13 Pope of the Ming Sect. ”
The inch-headed man muttered to himself, more and more affirmative.
The Chinese don't know much about him, but the reputation of civilization is very great.
As long as someone knows about the information, there will always be a day when it is leaked, whether intentionally or unintentionally.
This inch-headed man is clearly in the know. And with the number "13", it's hard to find a second one. That's crooked nuts scolding him, okay. It's not a boastful number anyway.
"The 13 Popes of the Ming Sect?"
Zhang Baitian frowned slightly.
This name is very unfamiliar, he has to cultivate on the one hand, and he has to drum it up at the same time, so he has no time to go to Wen Crooked Fruit Friends. How could he have imagined that civilization not only mixed into the ranks of religion, but also killed a great name in a short period of time.
"Deacon Zhang...... I'll look at this, so let's forget it. ”
"Deacon" is a very formal title.
Taoism is generally divided into several aspects, such as Taoist altars, Taoist immortals, Taoist believers, Taoist palace temples and jungle deacons.
Dharma altar: that is, the altar where Taoism holds religious activities. Basically, it can be divided into three categories: Jiao altar, urn altar and ring altar. Jiao altar: that is, the altar where Taoism holds the ceremony of fasting and Jiao. The Taoist priests who participate in the ritual on the Jiao altar are called "Jiao altar deacons", mainly including: Gao Gong: also known as "mage". He is the deacon of the Lord in the Jiao ceremony. Depending on the size of the Jiao, sometimes one, sometimes three.
Therefore, Zhang Baitian's identity is definitely not low, but this is still the same, the inch-headed man barely squeezed out a smile, and his eyes were full of jealousy when he looked at Wenming.
"This Pope is powerful?"
Zhang Baitian looked at the man with the same head in surprise.
The people he brought out this time were not mediocre. Take this inch-headed man as an example, although he is not a child surnamed Zhang, he has great internal strength in kung fu, and he is not under Zhang Fa at all. And the horizontal practice of external cultivation is perfect. He once used his body to carry a gunshot, and in the end, someone else pulled the bullet out of his body, and found that the bullet was embedded in the muscle, and it didn't hit it at all.
With such skills, if he is willing to go down the mountain, some leaders rush to ask for it.
But now......
"It's amazing!"
The strong-headed man smiled bitterly, "He's a famous man who has been killed alive." Even a child can stop crying at the crooked nut!"
"Can you stop a child from crying at the crooked nut?"
Zhang Baitian frowned slightly, but soon relaxed, and said disdainfully: "So what? This is the new earth, not the old earth, and we are afraid of him?"
"It's a big deal, if he leaves, he still dares to chase after Longhu Mountain?"
But despite saying this, Zhang Baitian still had a trace of jealousy in his eyes when he looked at civilization.
He was still scared.
Although this is not the old earth, there is one thing that does not change, and that is culture.
Western culture is nothing more than a product of the conversion of barbarian civilizations, and in the fourth century AD, on the ruins of the Western Roman Empire, the Germanic peoples established a large number of regional states. This is the ancestor of modern Westerners. The character of the Western nation inherited the aggressiveness of the barbarians from the blood, the discipline of the empire, and the exclusivity of the Christian monotheistic religion. The so-called universal values can be found here to find their ancestors. Since the Renaissance, Europe has embarked on an expansion, and Western civilization has begun to expand to the whole world and even to the East. In the end, it is mainly through the faces of Britain and the United States, showing in front of Chinese civilization. This kind of culture is expansive and self-righteous in its bones.
But it also shows how terrible it is to have Crooked Nuts call him the 13 Pope.
No one wants to scare a scary character, especially if the other party is still a teenager. It's all so strong now. In the future, who can say for sure?
Zhang Baitian sighed in his heart.
"What does 13 the Pope mean?"
Xu Wenjing said curiously.
Obviously, the identity of civilization broke out, and even Zhang Baitian and others had some scruples, which made her curious.
"It's nothing? just a mess of sweeping up a few crooked nuts. Civilization shrugged. After he finished speaking, he continued: "Now that you know my identity, you can talk about it now!"
"What are you talking about? We won't let go!" Zhang Baitian said loudly.
"Shhhh You're racing again, you're playing with fire, and no police arrest you. Aren't you surprised? Don't tell me that the police in New Xiangjiang listen to you too. Civilization said.
"The shaft is too presumptuous!"
Zhang Baitian's two mustaches flew up.
"Of course, you are the Ming Sect Pope, but I, Longhu Mountain, am not afraid of you. If you really fight, believe it or not, I'll burn you to ashes right now!"
After he finished speaking, he stretched out his hand violently and urged the spell.
A huge flame burst out of thin air in the palm of his hand, and the red flames burned brightly, roasting the people around him to a charred yellow.
Zhang Baitian held the flame in his hand, like an immortal who controlled the heavenly fire!
Even civilization was stunned.
He looked at the luck and saw that it had nothing to do with it. Again, it's a matter of emotional intelligence.
"Taishang Forgetfulness" is about first having love, and then forgetting love, without the interference of "love".
But the Zhang family directly forgot their feelings and suppressed their feelings.
Nima: That's the hell. Under the lack of emotional intelligence, not to mention the irony of civilization, even if there are no onlookers and no police, it doesn't feel abnormal.
On the contrary, maybe he felt that it was a great thing that there were no people interfering with him.
It is a good thing to have no emotional reason, or to say persistence, without interference, to accomplish one's own purpose.
Such people and things have been seen a lot in the previous life of civilization, and how can the word "pit" be summed up.
No wonder they think they're going to get lucky......