Volume 1, Bone Forest Ghost City_Chapter 397, the Ling family is on the throne
On the last day of the Sanjiang Ghost Town Conference, the colorful flags were waved in the wind, the sky was cloudless, and the sun was bright and strong. Outside the main venue, there were people gathered in three circles inside and three circles outside, and the venue was already full. The event will come to an end today, but the last day will be much more lively than the previous days. Just because, according to the convention, on the last day of bidding, friends in the outfield can also participate. At the same time, the organizers will announce some big news and developments, which may even affect foreign trends for nearly a decade or more. As a result, almost no one left on the last day, and many people rushed to participate in the outfield bidding on the last day.
Mr. Tang sat firmly in the main stand, followed by the scheming secretary, and said in a low voice after leaning over: "Sir, I haven't found any news that Ba Xiaoshan came out of the underground ghost town. ”
Mr. Tang nodded, and looked back at the Haotian family, the young young family head wearing a fox mask should have received the same information, but the mask covered her face, so it didn't show any flaws.
Master Xuanku looked at the time, then slowly stood up, clapped his hands gently, and then said in a loud voice, "Everyone, please be quiet." ”
The sound sounded, and someone struck the gong heavily in the distance, and the sound spread, and the sound in the hall gradually stopped. Master Xuan Ku raised his hand, looked around, and said after a moment: "The Sanjiang Ghost Town Conference, every time it is held, it represents the end of one era in the rivers and lakes and the beginning of the next. In the past, we often heard this saying. The rivers and lakes are waiting for newcomers to come out, and the back waves of the Yangtze River push the front waves. We've been standing in this stand for a long time, and it's time for a change. ”
The meaning of these words is obviously to tell everyone that one of these famous figures in today's circle in the main stand is going to retire!
No one expected such a change, on the last day of the Sanjiang Ghost Town Conference, Master Xuanku said the news that shocked everyone present as soon as he opened his mouth.
In the spare time of the pause, people inside and outside the stadium were full of discussions, and the shock was overflowing.
Master Xuanku proclaimed the Buddha's name, bowed slightly, and said: "For many years, the poor monk has been a member of this main stand for a long time. Walking among the red dust, I seem to have forgotten my original intention, I am not here to pursue fame and fortune, but to train my mind so that I can have a new understanding of the Dharma. After doing the math, it has been 30 years since the poor monk is one of the organizers of the Sanjiang Ghost Town Conference. It's time to retire. ”
Master Xuanku wants to retire, and there was no news about this before. Earlier it was said that someone wanted to retire, but everyone was still speculating, and as soon as Master Xuanku's words came out, the shock was even greater.
Thirty years is not a long time, and Master Xuanku was only thirty or forty years old when he first became the representative of the organizers, but his Buddhism is profound, and it is said that he has cultivated relics, and as long as he seals the golden body again, he can step into the ranks of the Bodhisattvas, and his skills naturally do not need to be said to be high and terrifying. Such a master, let alone live to be eighty or ninety years old, even if he lives to be one hundred and ten years old, it is not unusual.
But why announce your retirement at this juncture? Was it exclusion or your own decision?
The sound of discussion came chaotically again, and Master Xuanku looked at everyone, and after a long while, he said: "The poor monk wants to pursue the law of the golden body, and he does not want to set foot in the affairs of the rivers and lakes anymore. But the organizer of Sanjiang Ghost Town is indispensable, and the vacated position was jointly nominated by Mr. Tang and the young family of the Haotian family. The contemporary head of the Ling family, Lingyan is both civil and military, and has a strong character, which is the most suitable. Please come to the stage! ”
The Ling family has finally taken the throne!
When everyone heard this, a thought jumped out of everyone's hearts almost at the same time, the power of the Ling family in the rivers and lakes was not small, but it was by no means a first-class level, and when it came to the Ling family ten years ago, people thought it was a big family at most. But it is far from being able to reach such a high position as the organizer of the Sanjiang Ghost Town Conference. The people who can sit in the main stand, which one is not a big man who can influence the direction of the rivers and lakes. The Ling family ten years ago was not qualified, but the Ling family ten years later is enough!
This decade can be said to be the golden age of the Ling family, after Lingyan came to power, he got the full support of all the ancestors of the Ling family, recruited disciples, there are rumors in the rivers and lakes, the Ling family has five or six hundred disciples alone, including many first-class masters.
And the important person who can make the Ling family come to this point today is still the number one master of the Ling family, the great predecessor of Qianmaoshan Shuya. Mr. Tang also has a lot of senior-level masters, but only one or two of them can compare with Shuya. It's like, they are all world stars, and there are many who can be called big stars, but there are not many who can reach the level of Maradona.
There are many characters with great predecessors, but there are very few super-first-class masters.
As soon as Master Xuanku's words fell, the door on the other side of the main stand opened, and Lingyan walked out in a golden and red robe. Behind him is a gray Taoist robe, carrying a double sword, and the invincible Shuya!
As soon as the two of them appeared, they were full of momentum and walked straight in front of Master Xuanku, which immediately caused a commotion around them. Master Xuanku took out a box, and when he opened it, there was a token inside, boxy, with some words written on it with a cinnabar pen. Placed it in front of Lingyan, he said: "This token is the identity symbol of the organizer of the Sanjiang Ghost City Conference, a total of seven sides, representing the seven people present today. Today I retire, and this token is yours. In the future, please make more efforts for the Sanjiang Ghost Town Conference and set an example for the rivers and lakes. ”
These are all superficial words, but in fact, the meaning of giving this token is to recognize his identity, and it also shows that he is qualified to participate in the exploration and development of the ghost city of Sanjiang. Seven people are equivalent to a huge circle of rivers and lakes, and if they can squeeze into this circle, everything will come like a tide in the future.
Those who witnessed this scene understood that the Ling family would completely surpass the peak of the past from now on, and it would no longer be just a big family, but a huge force.
But what makes people wonder is why the person who recommended him is actually Mr. Tang and the young head of the Haotian family. The two sides have never been at odds, and there are endless rumors of open and secret fighting, what kind of ability did the Ling family use to make both of them promote Lingyan at the same time.
Master Xuanku took a step back, someone brought a new chair up, and put it in the original position of Master Xuanku, Lingyan took the token and carefully put it away, put it into his personal pocket, and then walked to the chair, looked at the people in the venue, and said loudly: "I will definitely live up to the cultivation of Master Xuanku, I will take the lead in the rivers and lakes, do what I should do, and contribute to the stability and prosperity of the rivers and lakes!" Make a fortune! ”
The so-called money is actually an old practice of the Sanjiang Ghost Town Conference, and if a newcomer comes to power, he must give money to people inside and outside the venue. With a flick of his finger, hundreds of birds appeared in the sky in the distance, flying quickly towards here. Then reverberated above the venue, the claws were released, and countless coins were sprinkled, and for a while, the venue was like a rain of money, and the people inside and outside the venue were naturally crazy, reaching out to grab the money, and after opening it, the palm of the hand was at least ten yuan ticket. After receiving the money, he was naturally full of praise for Lingyan, and shouted one by one, clasping his fists and arching his hands: "Thank you Ling family master." ”
Master Xuanku silently left the main stand at this time, when everyone didn't notice, and after entering the back passage, Mr. Tang's secretary and the personal guard of the young head of the Haotian family, the two of them were waiting in the passage, and they saluted when they saw Master Xuanku.
"My seat has been relinquished, and you can take care of all this dirty work in the future."
He waved his sleeve slightly, and after speaking, he walked forward.
Mr. Tang's secretary smiled, bent over and said, "Thank you Master Xuanku, a senior brother of the master, we will release it back in the future, and we will never hurt it in the slightest." ”
Master Xuanku stopped, turned back suddenly, and suddenly a strong golden light lit up in the dim passage, and the two people in front of him immediately retreated, but they heard Master Xuanku say, "You'd better not break your word." ”
After finishing speaking, he withdrew the golden light and walked out of the passage.
The door of the passage that turned back into darkness was closed, Master Xuanku put on his hood and hurriedly walked outside, squeezed through the crowd without anyone discovering his true face, stretched out his hand and handed an invitation to the people around him, and at the same time whispered when everyone was grabbing money: "Do what you want, help you at least make me feel at ease." But I have to warn you, don't get entangled with demons that are much stronger than you, or you'll fall for it. ”
With that, he let go of his hand, walked out of the crowd, and disappeared.
At this moment, I in the crowd looked down at the invitation in my hand, smiled coldly, and said to myself, "The time has finally come." ”