In the living room, there was a long silence. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. ｂｉｑUｇE。 ｉｎｆｏ

Everyone was thinking about the meaning of Zhang's old words in their hearts.

Tale?

If it's a story, then there's a ghost.

Came all the way from Yanjing, just to listen to a story told by Elder Zhang?

Don't talk about their position, even if they are ordinary people, there is no need for this.

It can only state one thing, and this is true, otherwise there is no need to do it.

It's just that Zhang Lao deliberately emphasized that this is a story?

Everyone is speculating, why does Zhang Lao repeatedly emphasize that this is just a story?

Could it be that there is something else hidden in it.

It's just that Zhang Lao didn't answer their questions, and walked out of the living room by himself.

Standing in the square, Zhang Lao only felt refreshed, and one thing in his heart finally fell to the ground.

As for what those people will think and do, it has nothing to do with Zhang Lao.

He's done everything he can do.

Next, it's up to Xia Min and those people.

Can Huaxia regain domination of the earth, Huaxia people, when can they proudly say that I am, "Descendants of the Dragon".

This depends on the choice of the Chinese people themselves.

Unlike the West, China has always only respected God, not believed in God.

In the eyes of the ancestors of China, gods are just human beings, sublimations after death, not special existences.

Everyone can become a god, and there is no need to believe in it.

Although you don't believe in it, you have to respect it because of what it has done in the process of becoming a god.

A soldier ran to the edge of the square and spoke to a guard.

The guard nodded, and trotted all the way to Elder Zhang.

"Elder Zhang, two people came down from the mountain, saying that they were here to watch the ceremony. Do you want to let them up?"

"Two people. Zhang Lao replied, thought for a few seconds before asking, "Did they say who they were?"

Zhang Lao had to be cautious, although there was Xia Min in the sect, there would definitely be no major incident.

However, after all, those people are there, and there is no room for a little problem, so it's better to be careful.

The guard was about to speak.

"Let them come up. ”

The sound was transmitted from the statue.

When the guard heard this, he looked at Zhang Lao, he only listened to orders, no matter who spoke was.

Zhang Lao was about to speak.

"Wait for those who call themselves Sigui, and put them all up, there should be one hundred and nine. ”

Xia Min's voice sounded again.

When Zhang Lao heard this, he said to the guards, "Do as he says." ”

"Yes. The guard saluted, trotted to the edge of the square, and gave the order to the soldiers who had been waiting.

Although his heart was also full of doubts, he had only one duty, to obey orders, but how unreliable this order was.

Zhang Lao simply waited in the square, wanting to see what these two people looked like, and it would be worth Xia Min to invite them to watch the ceremony.

This stone staircase is not long, and it can be completed in five minutes if you walk fast.

It is not short to say that it is not short, and those who walk slowly will not be able to climb in twenty minutes.

Three minutes later, two people came to the square from the stone steps.

One person is black from head to toe, his palms are wider than ordinary people, and some of them look like five big and three thick, looking very majestic and full of righteousness.

One person is white from head to toe, and compared with the man in black, he has obviously lost a lot of weight, but he looks like he has the same righteousness.

The distinctive clothing of the two immediately attracted the attention of many guards, no wonder the man would call them black and white, they did look very similar.

Dressed in black is the boss, the son and grandson of the black impermanence Fan Wusheng, Fan Liangping. Dressed in white, it is the descendant of Bai Wuchang Xie Bi'an, Xie Zhengwen.

"Dude. Xie Zhengwen said to Fan Liangping, "Where are you going next?"

"Just ask. Fan Liangping said, when he came to Zhang Lao, what he saw in his eyes was that Zhang Lao looked more special, and the others were all wearing military uniforms, so they probably couldn't ask anything.

"Excuse me," Fan Liangping arched his hand at Zhang Lao, and suddenly whispered to Xie Zhengwen, "What is the name of the immortal chief." ”

"You are black and white. Zhang Lao turned a blind eye to the small movements of the two, and said slowly, "Xia Min is sleeping on it," Zhang Lao said, pointing to the top of the statue, "Do you want to rest first?"

"No, thank you very much. Xie Zhengwen bowed to Zhang Lao.

Xie Zhengwen and Fan Liangping glanced at each other, both nodded, and without any movement, they had already jumped onto the statue.

The door to the living room had been opened, and a group of people were standing at the door, watching the movements of the two of them, and they fell into a sluggish state again.

Where did it come from, so many special people, why haven't I seen any of them before?

"This..."The white-haired old man asked Zhang Lao, "These two, what is the origin?" The rest of the people were also curious, looking at the sky above the statue, there was some yearning in their eyes, flying is one of the biggest dreams of human beings.

"It's the first time I've seen it," a smile appeared on Zhang Lao's face, the more surprised everyone was, the better, then they would have enough confidence to fight against the Alien Alliance, "It should be the black and white impermanence that Xia Min said." ”

Everyone nodded slightly, expressing their understanding, such a distinctive feature, what is it called black and white impermanence?

"Come, I'll show you around. Zhang Lao waved his hand and motioned for everyone to follow in his footsteps.

At this time, it was only ten o'clock, and there were still two hours before the time, and Zhang Lao didn't know how to pass the time.

What should be said has been said, and everything else cannot be said.

The time was half past eleven in a blink of an eye, and the person in charge of guarding the gate looked at the crowd in front of him, he had secretly counted it just now, and it was exactly one hundred and nine.

This time, he didn't let people report it, but opened his mouth to ask the visitor, "Are you the ones who think about returning?"

The leader of the crowd was none other than the manager of Sigui Wuzhen, Liu Xingsi, who was followed by Xiao Wu and Xia Weixin.

When Liu Xingsi heard this, he nodded lightly and did not speak, in fact, he didn't know what to say.

Seeing this, the guard directly got out of the way, he just needed to do his job.

For the people in front of him, what is their identity and what is the origin, there is no need for him to ask.

Thinking of the people, with excitement, they stepped on the stone steps, and some of them even left tears, but this was joyful.

They walked slowly, as if they wanted to, as if they were remembering this feeling thoroughly, and by the time everyone reached the square, it was already eleven fifty.

At this time, the square was already overcrowded, and the women, led by ten disciples, stood directly opposite the statue.

Elder Zhang led those old men and their descendants and stood on the left, and their expressions had changed at this time. It is no longer the confusion or even contempt when I first came, but a solemnity and solemnity.

Zhang Lao's son, Zhang Yunsheng, led a large number of family members to stand at the edge of the square, infected by the atmosphere, and seemed very quiet.

Seeing this, Liu Xingsi led the people to stand on the right side of the disciples, and in the process, everyone did not stop exploring.

"It's time, let's assemble. Xia Min's voice seemed to be rolling in everyone's minds as if through the sky.

As the words fell, Xia Min, Shishi, Xie Bi'an, and Fan Liangping slowly landed in front of everyone as if they were taking a volley in the air.

At this time, Xia Min was wearing a traditional Taoist robe, carrying a sword box, holding a compass in his left hand and a whisk in his right hand.

Xia Min ignored everyone's surprised reactions, and didn't have time to pay attention to them.

Xia Min's face was full of solemnity, nodded to everyone as a greeting, and then turned away.

A group of people walked towards the road up the mountain, where the highest peak of the Yongsan Mountain Range was located, and there was an altar on the top of the peak, where the ceremony of establishing the sect would be performed.

The formation looks like this.

Xia Min had a straight face, holding the compass in front of him, his eyes stayed on the compass, and he didn't look at the road at all.

The ghost king and the stone followed left and right, and the ghost king also had a solemn face, although the stone also had a hint of activity, but he still followed obediently.

In their time, sacrifice was a very solemn thing, and there was no room for a little joke.

Xie Bi'an and Fan Liangping followed.

Their faces are also full of solemnity, not only because the establishment of the faction is a big event, but also because the personalities of the two themselves are also related.

Behind him are Li Qingwan, Liu Xun, Zhang Jirou, Zhou Chudie, Chen Lingling, Xiaoyi, Xiuxiu, and standing side by side.

The women are curious, playful, solemn, or strange...... Although the expressions are different and the mood is different, there is no more to say, the atmosphere infects Xiaoyi and Xiuxiu, two little girls, imitating the posture of several girls all the way forward.

Next, there were ten disciples, five men and five women in two rows, and these ten people originally came to participate with the mentality of acting.

However, seeing that group of people, coupled with the atmosphere infection, they also became extremely serious, and several of them were already a little unable to walk, and they were nervous.

Sigui was one hundred and nine people, divided into five columns and followed behind the disciples.

This group of people can be said to be the most serious people here, and what they have left behind is not just a legend after five hundred years of inheritance.

What's more, it's a responsibility, but also an honor, just look at their shining eyes, you can see one or two.

In the end, it was Zhang Lao who led the group of people to follow suit.

These people, perhaps the most relaxed of all, came completely in a good mood.

Although it was the mood to watch the play, the group of old men still pretended to be very serious, which was very simple for them.

That group of young people is different, they are actually silently disdainful in their hearts, but they are not brain-dead enough to deliberately show off.

For them, there is nothing they dare not do in Huaxia.

However, here, they are better than good babies, not for anything else, just because of Xia Min and a few people, that earth-shattering leap.

Although they yearn for this kind of kung fu, in the bottom of their hearts, they still recognize guns.

As the saying goes, no matter how high the kung fu is, you are afraid of kitchen knives, no matter how good the kung fu is, you can knock it down with one shot.