Zhang Taichu took a step, walked into the crowd, and went straight to the center.

Along the way, the young strangers around me were shouting excitedly or whispering and discussing.

"That is the Feng President of the World Association, if you start a career in middle age, you can become one of the top ten, what a generation of heroes!"

"Yes, after this Luo Tian Dajiao, I still want to go to the World Association."

"Old man Lu is a lot older, and he is still so handsome, ahhh

"This time Luo Tian Dajiao, I heard that Old Man Lu took out one of the Eight Wonder Tricks, Tongtian Gong, as a prize for the winner!"

"Eight Wonders, what's that?"

"Tut-tut, the people standing in front of me are all the top powerhouses in my Inhuman Realm, when will they be like them?"

The crowd was excitedly discussing, and excitement was on their faces.

Luo Tian Dajiao, in addition to the regular sacrificial process, also arranged a competition for the younger generation, and it is destined that many people will emerge in this competition, so as to become famous, and they are more likely to win the favor of the big guys, so as to get opportunities.

Zhang Taichu was speechless, just walked through the gaps in the crowd and walked all the way forward.

As soon as he came out of retreat, he met someone who annoyed him, which really made him feel a little bad.

The crowd on both sides was bustling, and no one seemed to notice him, and even if someone was attracted by his extraordinary appearance, they only looked twice.

Where Zhang Chulan and the others are.

When Zhang Taichu walked past them, Feng Baobao turned her head, and her keen innate perception made her subconsciously look in the direction of Zhang Taichu, looking at his back and blinking.

Wang also turned his head, attracted by Zhang Taichu's temperament, and pinched it casually, thinking in his heart, he noticed the difference of the other party.

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At the front desk, a group of bigwigs were still talking.

After all, it was such a grand event, and everyone would not deliberately embarrass the scene, so they all maintained a peaceful and enthusiastic appearance.

Even Lu Jin looked at Zhang Zhiwei's face, temporarily suppressed the mustard in his heart, and was willing to exchange a few words with Wang Ai, Lu Ci and others.

As for the Heavenly Master Zhang Zhiwei himself, he has always maintained a peaceful posture, and he has not lost his courtesy in dealing with people.

Since he took over the burden of the Heavenly Master from the previous generation of Heavenly Masters on Longhu Mountain, his master Zhang Jingqing, he has understood the weight of the burden, and the more he can understand the contradictions and entanglements that the master experienced back then.

Many times, the angle from which you stand is different and what you see is different.

"This is my great-grandson Wang He, this time I also participated in the Luo Tian Jiao, you juniors, you can communicate more." Wang Ai continued, hugged the junior behind him, brought him to the crowd, and confronted Lu Linglong.

It was a man with yellow broken hair on his head and a rude complexion, and in his narrow eyes, there was a touch of yin owl that could not be erased.

In the face of the big guys, he didn't salute, but glanced at Lu Linglong, with some contempt, and snorted coldly.

Seeing this, Lu Linglong clasped her hands around her chest, and did not respond to Wang and gave a good face.

In this regard, Wang Ai did not say anything, nor did he criticize his great-grandson, as if he was accustomed to it.

Lu Jin frowned, feeling that the kid in front of him was in line with the atmosphere of the Wang family, and he was ruined.

The atmosphere fell into a subtle silence.

At this time, Wang Ai opened his mouth again, with a kind smile on his face, like a Maitreya Buddha: "This time flies so fast, in the blink of an eye, our descendants have grown up, and one day they will replace us old men." ”

Lu Ci, who had a narrow scar on his face, then sighed: "Yes, the old people are all aging and dying, and now they are withering more and more." ”

But at this time.

There was a clear voice, abruptly coming from the crowd.

"The ones who should be alive are dead, the ones who should be damned are still alive, it's really annoying."

The sound was not loud, but it could clearly reach everyone's ears, and it also fell on the ears of Wang Ai and the others, making their faces stiffen.

This sentence is clearly a continuation of what they said, and it is even more insulting!

Lu Ci's face with a scar was depicted, and the red glint in his eyes swelled, and he did not hide his anger.

Wang Ai narrowed his eyes, doubting in his heart, but his face did not reveal too much emotion.

It was the always calm Heavenly Master Zhang Zhiwei, while hearing this voice clearly, his eyes that had always been half-squinted opened and closed violently at this moment, revealing a fine light, and he was rarely a little excited.

He may not hear two words of this voice in a year, but he knows very well who it is!

Beside him, Zhang Lingyu, who had always been silent, reacted even more violently, turned his head directly, looked at the place where the voice came from, and couldn't hold back the joy on his face.

Sure enough, in the midst of the crowd, a familiar figure approached.

He was wearing a blue robe, his long hair was scattered, his face was delicate, but there was coldness in his eyes - it was Zhang Taichu!

"Maybe it's a junior who doesn't mean to offend, Heavenly Master, what are you anxious about." Lu Jin was still talking, not too concerned.

But at this time.

Zhang Lingyu's somewhat excited voice sounded: "Uncle Taichu! ”

Zhang Lingyu called out, walked quickly in the direction of Zhang Taichu, and bowed his head in front of him: "Lingyu, meet Uncle Shi!" ”

Looking at Zhang Lingyu in front of him, Zhang Taichu's eyes softened, and he helped him up with one hand: "No need to be polite." ”

Immediately, he took another step and walked in the direction of Wang Ai and the others in front of the stage.

？？？

！！！

Lingyu Daoist's uncle?

This scene suddenly made the entire scene of Luo Tian Dajiao, between breaths, become silent.

Even the bigwigs who were talking in front of the stage quieted down for the first time.

Everyone's eyes widened and they looked ahead of the venue in disbelief.

"I'm not mistaken, Lingyu Zhenren calls a person who looks younger than him, called Uncle Shi?"

"Zhang Lingyu's uncle? That is the disciple of the Heavenly Master? ”

"Impossible, absolutely impossible!"

"According to common sense, you say that I am the grandson of Lingyu Zhenren than it is more credible than saying that person is the junior brother of the Heavenly Master!"

"But this is what Lingyu Zhenren said personally!"

After being surprised, everyone began to have a lively discussion, like a boiler exploding, and at the same time did not forget to pay close attention to the situation in front of the field.

At the same time, compared with everyone in the audience, it was the bigwigs in front of the stage who seemed more out of shape and excited.

Almost at the moment when they saw Zhang Taichu's appearance clearly, Wang Ai and Lu Ci's faces changed dramatically in an instant, revealing an expression like a ghost.

Their first reaction was filled with fear that was visible to the naked eye!