It’s not just the leaders of the Sihai Sect who are devastated.
To put it simply, their despair is not because they have not seen much of the world and are making a fuss about it.
But the matter itself is really disturbing.
Any cultivator, as long as he is a cultivator, cannot remain calm in this situation! If he could, it would not be calm at all, but either delusion or stupidity, or stupidity or stupidity!
And how can a person who can cultivate all the way to the earthly level be stupid?
Therefore, when Xu Yishan came to Juxing Tower, everyone who passed by was stunned, even Gan Congshi was no exception!
Gan Congshi himself has also become much younger. In terms of the magnitude of the changes, he is actually still far ahead of Xu Yishan. But to put it a bit heart-breakingly, who is he and who is Xu Yishan?
He is just an ordinary person in the Earth Level Qi Entrainment Realm, while Xu Yishan has already achieved great success in the Earth Level.
Can the nature of the two people's progress be the same?
It should be said that if it weren't for Xu Yishan, Gan Congshi would be the "brightest star in the night sky" today and the most handsome boy in the audience.
But when Xu Yishan arrived.
No one cares what Gan Cong Shi is about, at least at this moment, no one pays attention to it.
"Brother Yishan, have you finally taken that step?" In the silence on the steps of the venue, it was Nan Pingxiu, the leader of Lanshui Sect, who finally broke the silence.
But her question was exactly the same as the one asked by the Sihaimen Sect Master outside just now.
This is actually the thoughts of all the people present!
"That step is not difficult, we just have to cross thousands of rivers and thousands of mountains first." Xu Yishan chuckled, "Master Nanping, you are in Wanshui now. So, for the sake of brother, I will take a few steps ahead of you for the time being.
I am wandering in those thousands of mountains, but it is far from a temporary thing to get out of the mountains."
As soon as this started, a crowd of people, like a group of aunties buying vegetables at the wet market, surrounded Xu Yishan, the stall owner.
Some people ask you if this dish is fresh.
Some people ask you how much this dish costs per pound.
Some people ask if your scale is short of weight.
Some people ask if there is a discount for buying more?
Xu Yishan was neither sad nor annoyed, neither impatient nor impatient. He stood there with beautiful flowers and just smiled.
We really welcome guests from all directions with a smile.
He also answered everyone's questions.
But after a while, everyone on the ground level also knew that no matter whether Xu Yishan wanted to say something or not, under this situation, they could not ask anything. And the biggest information they knew was that Xu Yishan did not take that step.
But Xu Yishan has made great progress in his cultivation.
Isn't this nonsense? Even if you don't advance a lot, all your allies won't be surprised.
Finally, after the atmosphere in the court calmed down a little, Xu Yishan began to take control of the court, calling the master of Sihaimen and indicating that the dishes could be served.
Regarding the serving of dishes, the Sihaimen Sect Master had many new situations that he wanted to communicate with Xu Yishan, but there was no problem with the cold dishes prepared in advance.
In view of the large number of guests, it was slightly more than Sihaimen originally expected. The main reason was that there were too many old guys who were shameless.
The event was originally planned to be held in a certain hall, but now it was held directly in the open air.
Juxing Tower was originally a large-scale event venue, similar to a large park in someone's previous life, with all kinds of pavilions, pavilions, flowers, trees, open spaces, etc., all available.
In an open space near the center of Juxing Building, all the guests stood scattered, waiting for their food to be served.
What dish?
Salad!
To organize a "Taoist Poetry Competition", it is natural to first let people know what "Taoist Poetry" is.
Therefore, the twenty Taoist poems in Qingyun Road were taken out by Sihaimen, but only half of them were taken out!
In this way, ten Taoist poems were solemnly and solemnly presented by the person serving the dishes, with one poem occupying a "billboard".
The hands are carefully selected.
Sihaimen originally had no intention of highlighting itself too much in this event, and now, of course, it no longer intends to, but in such an event, the facade cannot be lost.
Facade is face.
Therefore, people carrying large floor-standing "billboards" are arranged in groups of two, and each group is actually different.
Some of them were a pair of old men, not only with pale faces, but also with fair hair.
Some of them looked like they were about sixty years old, and they were very imposing. It was obvious to all the guests from the ground level that they were both masters of the Awakening Realm.
Some are people in their thirties or forties. In a group, one is smart and capable, and the other is calm and honest.
Then, there are young people in their prime.
There are also children who have not started practicing yet and have probably only practiced open boxing and body boxing for a few years.
All-round display from old to young!
At this time, all the people on the ground slowly gathered their minds and temporarily escaped from the shock brought to them by Gan Congshi and Xu Yishan. Looking at the ten groups of people in Sihaimen, many people on the ground couldn't help but feel...
He nodded slightly to show his approval.
Regardless of whether Sihaimen selects carefully or not, the fact is that these people selected are all good!
The old one seems to have seen all the glitz and glamor of the world, while the young one is waiting to start a new chapter. From old to young, different ages have different temperaments.
And every kind of temperament and elegance is remarkable.
"This curtain is so wide open!" Even Xu Yishan nodded secretly in his heart.
All ten billboards were placed on the ground, and they were placed separately in this large open space, and then stood there like hangers.
But what kind of trick is Sihaimen doing?
Everyone is still confused until now.
Because every clothes rack is hung with "clothes", it's hard to figure out what's going on inside.
"Master Xu, please move forward and unveil the first Taoist poem tablet!" The master of Sihaimen came to Xu Yishan at this time, bowed slightly, and extended his hand to indicate.
Xu Yishan nodded slightly, with a simple expression.
And when he moved over, the entire audience, regardless of the guest or host, was silent.
It was as if everyone else had been frozen into sculptures by time, but Xu Yishan was the only one walking along the river of time.
Among the juniors, some may not know what is going on.
But they are both sensitive.
At least, be sensitive to the feeling of Qi.
The silence and solemnity in the field were brought by the people on the ground, and then they also passed this silence and solemnity to everyone present.
At this moment, you can literally hear a pin drop.
Xu Yishan didn't smile or anything. He was also very serious and solemn, and slowly pulled off the covering on the first tablet.
The tablet is made of wood.
With all the eyes at the scene focused, when the cover-up was no longer there, everyone saw what was written on the tablet.
A straw hat, a straw hat, a small boat, a foot of fishing line and an inch of hook.
A casual song, a bowl of wine, and a sandbank for one person.
This "Tao poem" is the first of the twenty poems on Qingyun Road, and is also used by Sihaimen as the first poem to be displayed. This poem was also carved by the master of Sihaimen himself.
That word, at first glance, seems vigorous and powerful.
If the situation were different, Xu Yishan would probably smile and say, Lao Gu, this must be your handwriting, right? The handwriting is pretty good!
But at this time, after tearing off the curtain, he just walked away quietly for a few steps, allowing everyone in the venue to see clearly what was written on the tablet.
Indeed, at this time, Xu Yishan was not the focus.
No matter how "he looks like a man of heaven", at this moment, the center and center of gravity naturally fall on the tablet.
Some children were already watching and reciting the content softly.
The child standing next to Nan Pingxiu was murmuring to herself. This was probably a habit of hers when looking at things, but at this time when the audience was silent, that childish voice
, but it seemed to fall from the sky.
It also seemed to be coming from the wind in a distant place.
In this way, a kind of mystery, something never seen before, was brought into the whole scene.