Liu Qianfang smiled flatteringly at the young man, then turned around to face the crowd and said loudly, "Quiet, everyone! The third distinguished guest we invited is also our most respected guest today! He is Qianyuan.
Real person!"
Everyone fell silent for an instant, and then immediately became uproar. Even the first-line leaders who were sitting with Wei Hong and others, and who maintained their identity, couldn't help but talk about it, and even stood up excitedly.
A large number of people sitting together in the back rushed towards the center like a tide, all wanting to squeeze in and take a look. The disciples of the Wushan Sect finally stopped the crowd, and some disciples even drew out their weapons as a warning.
I saw an extremely old man standing next to Liu Qianfang. He had no hair at all on his head and was bald. His face was covered with wrinkles and folds, and he wished his scalp was covered with wrinkles. The old man had an unattractive appearance and was wearing a uniform.
An ordinary black robe of coarse cloth. At first glance, it is no different from the old man who can be seen everywhere in the market, by the bridge, and in the farmland. Only those who know what he knows can see that the old man’s eyes are shining, and there is no difference at all.
He looked like he was getting older. The old man raised his hands, waved to the crowd comically, and grinned.
Ye Muxin saw that Wei Hong's eyes finally turned from the young man to the old man's face. His clenched fists seemed to relax.
Ye Muxin said hesitantly, "Master, this Qianyuan Master..."
Wei Hong interrupted her and said quickly and quietly, "Seventy or eighty years ago, the name of Zhenren Qianyuan was resounding in the martial arts world, and he did many major things that shocked the world. More than thirty years ago, he suddenly disappeared
Whether it was his enemies or those who regarded him as a benefactor, they searched the entire Central Plains and could not find him. I did not expect that he was still alive. I am afraid that everyone who had seen him or dealt with him was dead.
It’s all gone.”
The reactions of several other heads of the Wuyue Sect were equally shocked. Even Lingshan Sect Wuyouzi put away his nonchalant look and looked at Master Qianyuan with curiosity, as if he were looking at some rare and exotic beast.
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Donglinyuan Xiahou Xin and the handsome young alliance leader Chu Hongjing were very calm and did not talk to each other.
Liu Qianfang was all smiles, and it felt like the martial arts festival he was organizing was off to an excellent start.
He was so proud that he raised his hand diagonally behind him and said, "Be happy!"
In an instant, the whole forest resounded with the harmonious music of harps and harps. This was a first-class orchestra that Liu Qianfang hired from the capital at a huge expense.
A piece of music stops.
Most people in the martial arts community make a living with sticks every day. How can they appreciate this music? Many people have begun to complain. Some even said, "Why can't I get enough wine?"
Liu Qianfang looked at the places where the sound came from with disdain. He strode to the center of the platform square and said loudly, "The thirty-fifth generation leader of the Wushan Sect, Liu Qianfang, announces the official start of the martial arts ceremony!
Everyone knows the reason why our Wuyue Sect gathers together every three years!
It’s to take turns keeping the sacred object Shura’s Seven Apertures!”
The Madonna of the Clouds frowned because she was not attracting attention. Although the sacred object had been rumored in the world for a long time, it had not been announced in public. Liu Qianfang did not consider whether he did this without considering it or not, and he did not discuss it with other leaders beforehand.
Liu Qianfang didn't even look at the other leaders and continued, "It is our tradition to hand over sacred objects and it is also the top priority of our ceremony!
After the handover ceremony of the sacred objects, the Wushan Sect presented the Fat Crab wine to all the distinguished guests! After everyone has had their fill of wine and food, we will start the martial arts competition held in previous years! But this year there will be some new rules, which will be explained to you later!
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The whole audience burst into applause.
Liu Qianfang pressed his hands downward to signal that the venue should be quiet.
"Please give me a sacred object!"
The sound of silk and bamboo music sounded again.
Several young female disciples of the Wushan Sect respectfully carried a two-foot-square exquisite iron box inlaid with pearls and gems of various colors, and gently placed it on the stone table in the center.
The whole place was silent.
Liu Qianfang stood in front of the iron box with a smile and took out a brass key from his underwear. He inserted the key into the keyhole of the iron box, turned it twice, and then seemed to press a few mechanisms next to it.
, and finally lifted the lid of the iron box.
Most people just hate that their necks are not long enough.
After the iron box was opened, those who were close saw that there was an extremely beautiful glazed treasure box inside. The box was not big, but it reflected colorful light from the sunlight. It seemed that the gem was inside this box, itself.
This treasure box looks very valuable.
Liu Qianfang looked in the direction of Shen Lingfeng, the leader of the Yanshan Sect, and said word for word, "According to the agreement at the last handover ceremony, this year's sacred gemstones will be handed over from the Wushan Sect to the Yanshan Sect for safekeeping. And according to the ancestral system originally agreed upon by the Wuyue Sect, the following is
The handover of the sacred objects will be transferred from the Yanshan Sect to the Lingshan Sect for safekeeping!"
Shen Lingfeng stood up demurely and walked towards the stone case.
She first nodded to Liu Qianfang solemnly and said, "I am the 28th generation leader of the Yanshan Sect, Shen Lingfeng. I would like to thank the Wushan Sect for their careful custody of the sacred relics in the past three years, and the Yanshan Sect has officially taken over the sacred relics."
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Liu Qian smiled slightly at her and said, "Please check the authenticity of the gem." After saying that, he stretched out his hand and gently grabbed a small pagoda protruding from the lid of the glazed treasure box, and moved it to the right, and the lid "clicked" open.
Everyone held their breath again.
Although the weather was excellent, cloudless, and the sun was shining brightly, you could still see a little red light coming from the glazed treasure box, and then the red light became stronger and stronger, not only lighting up those standing nearby
Liu Qianfang and Shen Lingfeng's faces were illuminated by a layer of red light, and even the entire bodies of other leaders and several distinguished guests who were far away were also illuminated red.
The red light blends with the sun's rays, and various reds alternately change, such as coral red, pomegranate red, peach red, frost leaf red, agate red, plum red, rose red, golden red, endless reds, like a scene
A grand flaming cloud.
Everyone was stunned, so shocked that they forgot to admire.
Even the heads of the other three sects who had seen the holy objects several times held their breaths.
Master Qianyuan "tsk-tsk" in appreciation.
Xia Houxin stared at the glazed treasure box with a gloomy face and played with the bone fan in his hand.
Young leader Chu Hongjing frowned slightly and stared at the light emitted by the gem seriously, looking thoughtful.
Shen Lingfeng said crisply, "It has been tested and confirmed to be a real gem. It is now officially kept by the Yanshan Sect."
She closed the lid of the glazed treasure box, then closed the iron box. After taking the key from Liu Qianfang, she locked it. The light suddenly disappeared.
Two disciples of the Yanshan Sect came over and wanted to follow the leader in moving the iron box.
At this time, I only heard a voice, "Wait a minute!"