The voice of the people below is not loud, but it can clearly reach the ears, and my ears hurt a little.

Yang Dingyan unbuttoned his cyan robe without being shocked, revealing the clothes inside.

He was wearing a golden robe!

This robe, with the dark color as the base decorated with gold silk thread weaving, the color is elegant, the pattern is rich, implying good fortune and auspiciousness.

The front placket is decorated with two mythical beasts such as sea houses, turquoise stones, bats, lingzhi, flowers, etc., which are smart and vibrant.

The hem is symmetrically embroidered with two cranes that are about to fly, and the two sleeves are decorated with eight trigram patterns, miscellaneous treasure patterns, and bat patterns, which are typical auspicious patterns.

The whole robe looks like it is well-crafted, and the patterns are complex but not complicated.

Before Qingfeng Temple was destroyed, there was a "Nian Ancestral Hall" in which in addition to the ranking of the ancestors and ancestors, a piece of clothing was also enshrined, and the style and embroidery were the same as those on Yang Dingyan's body!

The master once told me that this dress was worn by the founder of Qingfeng Guan when he was feathered, and it is specially enshrined here, and ordinary people should not desecrate it.

Because the pattern is really complex, which is contrary to the "plain, elegant, and quiet" stipulated in the regular Taoist robe, I was particularly impressed by this dress.

I also asked the master when he would be able to wear this dress, and the master said lightly, in the next life.

In the master's world, this dress represents a height that he dare not reach, and even worships him like a god.

And at this moment, I saw a kind old man in reality, wearing this robe on his body, with a calm smile on his face, looking around the audience.

As soon as this robe came out, the scene was like cold water in an oil pot, and everyone was shocked!

Yang Dingyan smiled and said: "I'm older, wear more warmth, and when I go out, I casually pulled a robe and put it on my body, you all smiled." ”

Obviously, He Bei also knew the weight of this robe, and his face instantly turned the color of pig liver.

Yang Dingyan said to the following: "Who said just now that I relied on the old and sold the old? Who said I had a big garlic clove? ”

Suddenly, Yang Dingyan laughed and said, "Hey, I don't blame you guys, after all, I'm so old, and it's really not good to come out and show my eyes." As for saying that I pretend to be a big clove of garlic, it is indeed biased, I am just a big clove of garlic, no need to pretend! ”

Yang Dingyan put away the smile on his face and shouted solemnly: "Poor Dao Great Pure Yang Wanshou Palace, Yang Dingyan!" ”

At this moment, I suddenly felt that if He Bei had only done one wrong thing in his life, he must be an enemy of Yang Dingyan.

Yang Dingyan was like a loach, he couldn't catch his path at all, and at this moment, he even reported to his home, which completely shocked everyone.

Suddenly, the audience remembered the squirming voice again: "Yang Dingyan? The one in Shanxi? ”

"Isn't Old Ancestor Yang an immortal?"

"What kind of immortal has passed, he is in seclusion, I don't know why he appeared again."

I listened attentively to the voices in the audience, these people actually called Yang Dingyan "Old Ancestor", between the lines, they were full of awe for him, what did he come from?

Someone in the audience was the first to react, and hurriedly bowed deeply, and said in a sincere panic: "Offended the ancestor, the ancestor Haihan!" Don't blame the juniors for being abrupt! ”

The people in the audience lowered their heads in unison, as if they were stretching out their necks and taking the initiative to be cut off.

Although Yang Dingyan didn't say anything directly, his majesty was undiminished.

After a long time, Yang Ding said slowly: "Get up, your own family, don't blame or not." ”

With that, he walked down the altar.

After walking a few steps, Yang Dingyan suddenly stopped and said, "Daomen, it's destroyed in the hands of your group." ”

The voice was not loud, but it contained countless disappointments.

Yang Dingyan returned to his seat, looked at the stage, and said softly: "What should you do, don't worry about my bad old man." ”

Xuan Hui looked at He Bei, who was at a loss beside him, looked at everyone again, and said calmly: "In front of the evidence, everyone is equal, and it is clear which is right and which is wrong." ”