Early the next morning, Lin Fan and Emily dressed up, went out and had a simple breakfast, and waited quietly in the small courtyard.

It wasn't until someone knocked at the door that the two of them, under the guidance of the disciples of the Louvre, walked towards the Baiyun Temple together with the group of people who were in the same boat before.

Along the way, although people come and go, shuttle, but everyone subconsciously remained silent, today is the Louvre reopening the mountain gate, the moment to watch the ceremony, everyone knows that at this time need to give the owner special respect.

After coming to Baiyun Temple, everyone stood still, waiting for the ceremony to begin, Lin Fan squinted his eyes and looked around, this time there were as many as two or three hundred guests who came to watch the ceremony, most of these people were Chinese, and there were also a very small number of Japanese people.

Zhou Laosi followed behind Ye Mei, and when he saw Lin Fan, he snorted heavily, pursed his lips, and had an unhappy expression, obviously still holding a grudge against yesterday's events.

At this time, it was close to noon, they stood in the square in front of the Baiyun Temple, and after waiting for a long time, they saw a white-bearded old Taoist wearing a purple Taoist robe and holding his hair in a bun walked out of the Baiyun Temple.

The old man walked slowly down the ladder halfway up the mountainside, and as he walked, he sang aloud:

"The beginning of chaos is the first to open the way, and the ugly people are born in the sky."

"Yin and yang go against the road of eternal life, and the rebirth is complete upside down."

"The nine dragons are flipped and the nectar is sprinkled, and the three rings are coiled around the void space."

"The spiritual seedlings grow and the mountains and rivers change, and the dead trees are in the spring for 10,000 years."

This person's singing voice is far away with a calming peace, with this mountain and this scene, brewing an indescribable rhyme, everyone can't help but look up.

After the white-haired Taoist priest finished singing, he bowed to everyone and said, "Yun Zhao, the chief deacon of the Louvre, has seen all the distinguished guests, because the mountain gate is closed, there is a place where the hospitality is not considerate, please also invite you Haihan." ”

This person turned out to be the elder of the Louvre, Lin Fan couldn't help but look up, this old Taoist priest had silver hair, a white flowing beard, no wrinkles on his ruddy face, wearing a purple Taoist robe, standing under the ladder, the mountain wind blowing, fluttering, a good dusty style.

As soon as the elder deacon's voice fell, everyone around him returned the salute, and some of them shouted something excitedly, and the surrounding atmosphere suddenly became noisy.

Lin Fan stood at the end of the line, and Emily and Emily were bored observing the surroundings, they were not interested in this so-called opening ceremony at all.

At the moment, Lin Fan had only one thought, that is, to wait for Qian Laofa to come to the code, and then look for an opportunity, sneak away, behead that Xue Dashao with a knife, and then leave with Emily.

Just as Lin Fan was thinking about the plan he had made yesterday, suddenly there were several loud noises in his ears, banging and bang......ing, and a series of salutes rang out in unison, dragging his thoughts back and calming the noisy scene at once.

"Wow, Lin Fan, look, those are all mysterious people?" Emily pointed ahead in surprise, her tone tinged with utter surprise.

Lin Fan followed Emily's fingers and looked, and at some point several big men appeared in front of the elder in front of him, the physique of these people was terrifying, all of them were wearing yellow scarves, three meters tall, bronzed skin, and muscles all over their bodies, full of extreme violent beauty.

These big men each held a flagpole and waved it vigorously, and the Dao flag of the Louvre fluttered in the wind, and the muscles on their arms bulged high, looking like a humanoid monster.

Lin Fan looked intently, although these big men were in strong figures and tall physiques, their faces had always remained calm, and their eyes were blank, as if they had no focus.

"These are not living people, they are a means of Taoism, just like humanoid puppets, they have no sanity, they are only refined with some special materials."

Lin Fan whispered in Emily's ear, although he said something a little disapproving, but in fact, he admired the heritage of the Louvre, because this kind of humanoid puppet is very rare, the way of refining is rarely known, and the refining materials are extremely rare, I can't imagine that I can still see it in the Louvre.

"Mysterious Oriental ......," Emily muttered to herself, the ceremony drawing her attention for the first time as a Westerner.

The salute sounded, and in the misty place on the top of the mountain, suddenly there was a faint sound of drums, and as time passed, the drums became clearer and clearer.

As the drum sounded, Lin Fan felt that the blood in his body was like stepping on the drum, surging little by little, the pores of his body opened, and he felt a special pleasure from the inside out.

Knock knock knock......

The sound of the drum seems to follow a certain rhythm, causing the whole space to begin to respond, and the surrounding air, the soil underground, the distant peaks, and the clouds in the air all produce a wonderful rhythm with the beat of the drum.

The people around him, following the rhythm of the drums, all showed excited expressions in their eyes, looking as if they had smoked contraband.

Even Lin Fan felt the blood boiling in his body, and a surging emotion kept rushing in his chest, eager to fly forward and shout loudly with the beat of the drum.

The rhythm of the drum caused the vibration of the surrounding air, everyone felt that the qi and blood in the body were unobstructed a lot, and some ordinary people, such as Zhou Laosi, felt that the blood flow was smoother, and some small problems on the cervical spine were cured through this drum sound, and they regained the ease and vitality of their youth.

Lin Fan did not deliberately resist this drum, although Xue Dashao is not a thing, but the Louvre is also a famous and decent family, this drum implies the way of music, can rationalize qi and blood, smooth the meridians, for ordinary people, it can be called a bone cutting marrow, although it cannot be reborn, but it is also good for health.

"The Louvre is worthy of being a holy place for overseas cultivation, and its heritage is not inferior to the six major sects. Lin Fan sighed secretly in his heart.

With the bursts of drums attracting everyone's hearts, from the clouds and mist, a big flag appeared, about a dozen zhang high, the flagpole was as thick as an adult's waistline, and was held in the hand by a strong man in a yellow scarf, walking towards the mountain step by step.

The flagpole looks like a hundred-year-old pine, but it is made by the yellow turban giant dancing like a finger arm, easily, and three big ancient seals are written on the flag: Louvre.

The faces of the people around him were solemn, even Lin Fan held his mind at the moment, without distractions, this was the least respect for a thousand-year-old sect.