Zhang Taichu stepped forward, walked into the crowd, and headed straight for the center.
Along the way, the young strangers around him were shouting excitedly or discussing in whispers.
"That must be President Feng of the Tianxiahui. After establishing his career in middle age, he can become one of the top ten. He is really a hero of the generation!"
"Yes, after this Luotian Dajiao, I still want to join the Tianxiahui."
"Mr. Lu is still so handsome despite his age, ah ah!"
"This time for the Luotian Dajiao, I heard that Mr. Lu brought out one of the eight wonders, the Tongtian Rui, as the winner's prize!"
"Eight Magic Skills, what are they?"
"Tsk, tsk, tsk, those standing in front are all the strongest in our alien world. When will we be like them?"
The crowd was discussing excitedly, with excitement on their faces.
In addition to the regular sacrificial process, Luotian Dajiao also arranged competitions for the younger generation. It is destined that many people will stand out in this competition, thereby becoming famous and more likely to win the favor of the boss. Opportunities come from this.
Zhang Taichu was speechless, just walking through the gaps in the crowd and heading forward.
Just after he came out of seclusion, he saw someone who annoyed him, which really made him feel a little bad.
The crowds on both sides were bustling, and no one seemed to notice him. Even if someone was attracted by his extraordinary appearance, they only took a second look.
The place where Zhang Chulan and others are.
When Zhang Taichu walked past them, Feng Baobao turned her head. Her keen innate perception made her subconsciously look in the direction of Zhang Taichu, and blinked at his back.
Wang also turned his head, attracted by Zhang Taichu's temperament, and made a hand gesture, thinking deeply in his heart, aware of the difference between the other party.
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Above the front desk, a group of big guys were still talking.
After all, it was such a grand event, and everyone would not deliberately make the situation embarrassing, so they all maintained a peaceful and warm atmosphere on the surface.
Even Lu Jin temporarily suppressed her grudge for the sake of Zhang Zhiwei and was willing to exchange a few words with Wang Ai Luci and others.
As for the Heavenly Master Zhang Zhiwei himself, he always maintained a peaceful attitude and never lost his courtesy in dealing with others.
After he took over the responsibility of being a Celestial Master from his master Zhang Jingqing, a generation of Celestial Masters on Longhu Mountain, he understood the weight of the burden and became more aware of the contradictions and entanglements his master had experienced back then.
Many times, you see different things from different angles.
"This is my great-grandson Wang Bing. This time he also participated in the Luotian Festival. You juniors can communicate with each other more than once." Wang Ai continued, hugging the junior behind him and bringing him to the crowd. Faced with Lu Linglong.
He was a man with rags of yellow hair on his head and an unruly expression. There was a hint of sinisterness hidden in his narrow eyes that could not be erased.
He did not salute in front of the big bosses. Instead, he glanced sideways at Lu Linglong and snorted with some contempt.
When Lu Linglong saw this, she crossed her arms over her chest and did not respond to Wang Bing's face.
In this regard, Wang Ai did not express any expression, nor did she criticize her great-grandson harshly, as if she was used to it.
Lu Jin frowned, feeling that the boy Wang Bing in front of him was in line with the ethos of the Wang family. He was a mess.
The atmosphere fell into a subtle silence.
At this time, Wang Ai spoke again, still with a kind smile on his face, like a Maitreya Buddha: "Time flies so fast. In the blink of an eye, our younger generations have grown up, and one day they will replace us old men. .”
Lu Ci, who had a long and narrow scar on one side of his face, then said with emotion: "Yes, old friends are getting old and dying one by one. Now they are even more withered."
But at this moment.
A clear voice suddenly came from the crowd.
"It's really upsetting that those who deserve to be alive are dead, and those that deserve to be alive are still alive."
The sound was not loud, but it could be clearly transmitted to everyone's ears, and it also fell on the ears of Wang Ai and others, making their faces freeze.
This sentence is clearly a continuation of what they said, and it is even more of an insult!
Lu Ci's face, which was carved with scars, had red light in his eyes, and he did not hide his anger.
Wang Ai narrowed her eyes, feeling puzzled in her heart, but her face did not reveal too many emotions.
On the contrary, the always calm Heavenly Master Zhang Zhiwei, when he heard this voice clearly, his eyes that had always been half-closed suddenly opened and closed at this moment, revealing his naked eyes, and he was rarely excited.
He might not hear a few words from this voice all year round, but he knew very well who it was!
Beside him, Zhang Lingyu, who had always been silent, reacted even more violently. He turned his head and looked at the place where the sound came from, unable to hold back the joy on his face.
Sure enough, among the crowd, a familiar figure came.
He was wearing a blue robe, with long hair disheveled, and a handsome face, but his eyes were cold - it was Zhang Taichu!
"Perhaps some junior didn't mean to offend, Celestial Master, why are you so anxious?" Lu Jin was still talking, not seeming to care.
But at this moment.
Zhang Lingyu's somewhat excited voice sounded: "Uncle Taichu!"
Zhang Lingyu called out, walked quickly in the direction of Zhang Taichu, bowed in front of him: "Lingyu, meet my uncle!"
Looking at Zhang Lingyu in front of him, Zhang Taichu's eyes softened a little, and he helped him up with one hand: "No need to be polite."
Immediately, he took another step and headed towards the direction of Wang Ai and everyone in front of the stage.
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Master Lingyu’s uncle?
This scene immediately made the entire Luotian Dajiao scene become silent in the blink of an eye.
Even the big guys who were talking in front of the stage fell silent immediately.
Everyone looked towards the venue with wide eyes and disbelief.
"Am I right? Master Lingyu calls someone who looks younger than him Master Uncle?"
"Zhang Lingyu's uncle? Is that the master's junior brother?"
"Impossible, absolutely impossible!"
"According to common sense, if you say that I am the grandson of Master Lingyu, it is more credible than if you say that person is the junior brother of Master Tian!"
"But this is what Master Lingyu said personally!"
After being surprised, everyone started a heated discussion, like an exploding boiler, while not forgetting to pay close attention to the situation in front of the field.
At the same time, compared to everyone in the audience, it was the big guys in front of the stage who seemed more excited.
Almost as soon as they saw Zhang Taichu's appearance clearly, Wang Ai and Lu Ci's expressions changed drastically in an instant, showing expressions as if they had seen a ghost.
Their first reaction was filled with visible fear!
