The patriarch closed the disciple selection competition, and ended with not shaking the name of Bilian Qian and Xiao Qian.

Zhiqiu and I rested for one night, and then received a summons from the patriarch, today is also the day to worship without shaking the Bilian money and small money, to be precise, it is the day when the patriarch of the mechanical clan accepts the disciples who close the door.

Thousand Machines City Council Chamber.

Outside the door, there was a row of intelligent mecha warriors, and the mecha on their bodies shimmered with a cold light.

"This is a mecha warrior, there are a total of one hundred and eight teams in the Thousand Machines City like this, each team is composed of one hundred and eight mecha warriors, and each team is led by a terminator (intelligent robot)." Shouyan looked at me and Zhiqiu staring at the mecha warriors outside the door, and said to the two of us.

"In other words, there are a total of one hundred and eight Terminators in Thousand Machines City." I said.

"Every thirty-six Terminators are ruled by one Destroyer." Shouyan ignored me, but continued.

What Shouyan said was plain and relaxed, but at this moment, Zhiqiu and I were completely shocked by the data she said.

In the period of contention of a hundred schools, two destroyers could match the existence of the palace master of the Immortal Palace, but what Shou Yan said was like broken copper and iron.

"It's just a small escort unit." Shou Yan continued.

"Damn, this is just a small escort force, a force like this, released out, can instantly destroy a civilized force, but for the mechanical clan Thousand Machine City, it is only a small escort force." I thought about it in my heart, and at this moment I was so shocked by the words of Shouyan that I couldn't speak.

"Hey, let's go." Zhiqiu saw that my pestle was standing still, so he reached over and pulled me.

"Oh..." I just came back to my senses from wandering.

Entering the conference hall, the hall was already full of people, sitting in the center was a white-haired old man, although the old man looked over 100 years old, but he was still full of energy, glorious and renewed, not at all old-fashioned dragon clock.

"This should be the patriarch of the mechanical clan?" I whispered to Zhiqiu.

"Well, I think so." Zhiqiu agrees with me.

I remember watching TV and it was said that only the leader was in the center.

"Hello grandpa!" Shouyan walked up to the old man, folded his hands, bowed slightly, and greeted the old man.

"It's a promise! Little girl, aren't you on a mission? When did you come back? The old man asked.

"If you go back to your grandfather, you only came back yesterday." Shou Yan said.

"These are the two little friends you brought in, right?" The old man looked at me and Zhiqiu behind him and asked.

"Grandpa, yes." Shou Yan said.

"Yes, that's good." The old man looked at us and nodded.

"Hello grandpa." At this moment, Shouxin walked over, folded his hands, bowed slightly, and greeted the old man.

"Just stand aside!" The old man looked at Shouxin and said.

This treats the two with completely different attitudes.

"Hello Patriarch." Zhiqiu and I also learned to keep our words, folded our hands together, bowed slightly, and saluted the old man in front of us.

"Hahaha..." The old man burst out laughing.

"I'm not the patriarch, you don't have to be formal, come here, this is your home." The old man said, a smile on his face.

Zhiqiu and I politely smiled in return, but it was a little embarrassing at this time.

"I'll go, he's not the patriarch? So who is? "I thought to myself, and in my heart there were countless horses galloping by.

"This is my grandfather, the deacon elder of the machine clan, and the great elder of the machine clan." Shouyan explained to me and Zhiqiu.

"Hello Great Elder." Zhiqiu and I greeted the old man again.

"Hmm."

"Shouyan, just take these two little friends to the side, and wait for the patriarch to summon them." The Great Elder said.

"Yes." The Word says,

The three of us stepped aside and stood beside the guard.

"Hey, Senior Sister Shouyan is good, Senior Brother Shouxin is good." Qian Xiaoqian saw Shouyan standing here and there, and ran up to greet him enthusiastically.

"Hi, hello," he said, looking at me and Zhiqiu again.

"Today is the case, but you have an apprenticeship ceremony, and you are not in a proper shape." Shouxin looked at Qian Xiaoqian and said.

"Just stand aside." Shou Yan said.

"Okay, Senior Sister Shouyan." Qian Xiaoqian immediately stood still next to him.

"The patriarch has gone through five thousand spring and autumn seasons, and he has no intention of accepting disciples, this is the closed disciple he has accepted, presumably he should come this time." In the back row of the hall, not far from me and Zhiqiu, a few people whispered.

"Not really! Except for the time when he accepted the guard as a disciple, when did this patriarch appear? ”

"Shouyan is a genius that the mechanical clan has not encountered for thousands of years, and the patriarch attaches great importance to it, can you not come?"

"Also, among the younger generation, in terms of talent, who can compare with Shouyan?"

"The big black box that Shouyan has been carrying is a gift from the patriarch."

"I've heard that it's the ancestor of our mechanical clan, the old man of the Thousand Machines, who was cast by the Fu Sanctuary."

"Say, what's in that black box?"

"I don't know, there are very few legends or records about this black box."

"I've never seen Shouyan use it, do you think he can't open that black box?"

"Who is the husband? But the originator of the mechanical clan, the things he cast, how many people can open it? ”

"If Shouyan can't be opened, I think no one in the mechanical clan can open it anymore, unless the Fusheng himself takes action."

"The patriarch has arrived."

At that moment, the sound of a mechanical announcement came from outside the door.

"The patriarch is here, don't say anything." A few people who were still talking just now instantly stopped the car.

The hall was silent, and everyone looked out the door respectfully.

"Whew, whew, whew." The hall was so quiet that only breathing could be heard.

One minute, two minutes, three minutes, four minutes...

A quarter of an hour passed, and still no figure was seen through the gate.

"Ahem... Ahem..."

Suddenly, two childish coughs rang out.

Everyone looked back and saw a child who looked like a child of four or five years old sitting in the center of the hall.

"The kid from here?"

"Whose child? How did you get here? ”

"Little brat, get out of here, that's the position of the patriarch."

In fact, in addition to the patriarch, the Grand Elder occasionally sat in this position when he held a central meeting in the clan.

"Go and get me the little kid, the patriarch is coming soon."

Suddenly, the hall was in an uproar.

"Sit down, y'all!" The child made a gesture with his hand to make everyone sit down, and said in a childish voice.

"Whose kid is this, he is really bold, and he can still be so calm in the face of so many people and let everyone sit down." Looking at the child in front of me, I said silently in my heart.

Not to mention, this kid is still doing the same, except that his voice is a little immature, looking at his movements, it really looks like that.

I suddenly remembered that the powerful people in the cultivation world, can't they all rejuvenate? This is a great supernatural power, but I really can't say for sure, he is the patriarch of the mechanical clan?

"This can't be the patriarch, right?" I whispered.

"That's it, little kid, our patriarch?" In an instant, the hall exploded.

The child didn't speak, but sat there quietly, watching the noise in the hall.

"I've heard that some powerful people can be rejuvenated." I whispered. But it was still heard.