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When Zhou Ming was busy, Xuan Ming on the other side was very idle, he was reading, to be exact, he was watching others write.

The person who writes looks close to the age and is not confused, has a clear beard, and has a thin gold body on the tea table in one hand, and enters the wood for three points.

After three points of water, a "Han" character appeared on the paper.

Xuan Ming secretly praised in his heart, there are many people who practice thin gold in ancient and modern times, but there are very few people who have obtained its essence. This person's words are beautiful and funny, and he must be able to be the morning star among the few morning stars.

"Good words, good words, I haven't entered this tea shop yet, and I saw the good words of the remnant brother from a distance. ”

The remnant laughed, without the slightest pride after being praised, he arched his hand into the distance, and said, "Brother Nan, you haven't even seen my words and opened your mouth to praise, and you are not afraid that all the knights here will laugh at the big teeth?"

"Haha, who said I didn't see it, didn't I see it?"

Listening to the voice from far to near, a tall figure flashed from the end of the official road and appeared outside the tea shop.

Good strong internal force, good fast light work. Xuan Ming wisely returned to his seat early, the current situation is that the two martial arts seniors are reunited, and it is not appropriate for him to stand at the table and read the words again.

"What a 'where to look at Shenzhou', Brother Nan, your footwork is really too sophisticated. Song Yimin's eyes, who had always maintained a calm and relaxed state, flashed a few times, and this praise for his friend came from the bottom of his heart.

After Nanxiangzi, who he called Brother Nan, heard it, he didn't know what he remembered, his face turned a few times, he waved his hand, and said, "I don't want to boast, don't boast either, it's all forced." ”

Xu was his words that also made Song Zhimin think of something, and he only asked lightly: "Are they still pestering you?"

Nanxiangzi was silent, walked straight to the table of Song relics, lit the "Han" on the paper, and said: "There is Han in the sky, and there is light in Jian." May what we do can pave the way for the return of the stars on the Milky Way. ”

"It's nature. ”

The conversation between Nanxiangzi and the two made Xuan Ming a little difficult to understand, I don't know if it was an illusion, he felt that in addition to ambition, their words seemed to bring a little loneliness and sadness?

When Xuan Ming left, he turned his head and glanced at the table again, there is Han in the sky, and there is light in Jian. It turns out that the Han we often refer to in our mouths still refers to the Milky Way?

Zhouqi Villa is not so much a mountain villa as a village. There are no enclosed brick walls, just a few houses scattered in the col.

A stream stretches down, and there is a century-old pine at the entrance of the village, bypassing the pine tower that has fallen to the ground, it is like entering the peach blossom source.

The heavy forest will be stacked, and you can escape Qin here.

"Good place, good place, Brother Zhou, here is enough to be called a paradise!"

Xuan Ming was closing his eyes and feeling it, when someone suddenly shouted from behind him, his voice was like a bell, full of energy.

When he opened his eyes, he saw a young man with clear eyebrows and beautiful eyes, and a young man who was dancing like an elephant walked out of the front room when he heard this, and replied from afar: "Brother Lingyun, gentlemen, Zhou Qi has been waiting here for a long time!"

Brother Lingyun in Zhou Qi's mouth was born very tall and magnificent, and when he walked quickly past Xuan Ming's side, he brought a whirring wind.

"Little brother, are you here to watch the ceremony?"

It seemed that someone was talking to him, and Xuan Ming turned his head to see that it was the senior named Song Yimin who he had seen in the tea shop before.

He took a step back, clenched his fists in his chest, and said: "Exactly, Xuanming of the Xia Qing Void Sect has seen his predecessors, I traveled to the rivers and lakes and heard that there is an inaugural meeting of the Hanzhi Society here, so I came to take a look, I don't know if it will disturb." ”

"It's a guest here, you're welcome, you can just discuss it together. ”

"Xiaodao is shallow in learning, and he doesn't dare to discuss it, so it's good to attend. ”

Tao Yuanming wrote in the article "The Story of the Peach Blossom Spring": Since Yun's ancestors avoided the chaos of the Qin Dynasty, he led his wife and Yi people to this desperate situation, and did not come back, so he was separated from outsiders. Ask what the world is today, but I don't know if there is a Han, regardless of Wei and Jin.

The name of the Han Zhihui is taken from the phrase "I don't know that there is a Han". The former Mr. Jingjie uses a literal meaning, while the Han Zhihui does not know that there is Han, and by extension, most Shenzhou people do not know that there is 'Han'.

In today's modern life, have we become so indifferent to the word 'Han' on our ID cards that we ignore it? Who can talk about knowing Han?

The name of the inaugural meeting of the Hanzhi Society is just a cover for the outside world, and the real forum to be held is called the Hanzhi Society.

And the number of people participating in this forum now seems to be less than twenty, and those who decided to stay and listen are only Xuanming, Mo Yu and others. The other scattered people just came, listened to it, and left.

"Senior brother, if I stay here, you can go back and deal with the matter of the Blood Refining Sect. This time the task is so simple, I think I can do it alone. ”

When Xuan Ming approached Mo Yu, he happened to hear someone say such a thing to him.

Mo Yu's junior brother is half a head taller than Xuan Ming, with a thin body, angular muscles, and looks like he has a good explosive power.

took out his waist card and stepped forward to say hello again, and Mo Yu saw that there was another colleague here, so he nodded in the expectant eyes of his junior brother and left.

The stream under his feet flowed slowly, and there were small fish floating in the meantime, Xuan Ming looked at the colleague in front of him who was relieved after Mo Yu left, and felt a little funny.

"Hello, what do you call it?"

"In the lower Tang Li, the word Qingzhou. ”

"What's the matter, is it stressful to come out with your senior brother?"

Tang Li's original wooden face suddenly appeared with such an expression, and said, "Yes, Senior Brother, sometimes he will suddenly fall into contemplation while walking, and then he will exude a murderous aura that no one can approach. ”

He paused, and then said: "I don't understand why the commander asked him to carry out the disguise mission, no matter how he pretended, it didn't work, and he was exposed as soon as he went out." You see, in the end, we came through the open. He finally pointed to the belt he hung on his belt.

Xuan Ming smiled when he heard this: "It's not a big problem for Qiao not to disguise, I personally feel that everyone here may not be a real gentleman, but they can all be called a good person with a family and country in mind." ”

He was in a very good mood at this time, and the ancestors who passed on his sword skills wanted him to take the revival of China as his own responsibility. Come to Zhouqi Villa, even if the forum has not officially started. He also felt that he didn't need to think hard about what to do next.

Because of the Han nationality, it was called the Huaxia ethnic group in ancient times.