Chapter 293 Xuanqingzong’s sword is the Taiping Sword!
Several people were immersed in it and couldn't extricate themselves.
Hang Yue is still sorting out his shattered values.
【Thump, thump, thump, thump, thump, thump! 】
The lively and cheerful "Athletes' March" sounded.
Under the command of the leader, the disciples held flowers and colorful ribbons in their hands, with gongs and drums blaring, firecrackers blasting, and red flags fluttering in the wind. A dozen or so disciples created the effect of thousands of people.
"Welcome, welcome! A warm welcome!"
"Welcome, welcome! A warm welcome!"
"Welcome, welcome! A warm welcome!"
The whole army was transformed into a 10*10 square formation with uniform movements.
A few big words on the projection:
[Warmly welcome Marshal Cangwen to visit Xuanqing Sect for inspection and guidance! ]
A simple yet grand welcome ceremony was given to the federal marshal who came from afar.
“.......”
Cang asked: Where is the immortal demeanor you promised me?
Several guest officials had just heard that the marshal was coming and were not prepared.
I found that these guys had already completed the ceremony.
Just... speechless!
This style is so retro!
Who made the master of Tong come from the ancient blue planet!
Cang Wen looked at the group of people in front of him. All those on the list were here.
"Captain Cen?"
"Hello, Marshal!"
"You're here too?"
Cen Rang scratched his head embarrassedly.
"I am now the head of the outer sect's martial arts hall."
Cangwen sighed from the bottom of his heart.
"Yeah, that's good."
The heroes of the Federation have a good journey home.
Being healthy and energetic with a bright future is enough.
Xuanqing Sect is like a torch, bringing together all people and strength.
Putting aside the superiority of the energy system, this is the most valuable point.
"A Ting."
"marshal."
Gu Zhanting greeted him shyly.
"Why don't you call me Uncle Cang anymore?"
"Uncle Cang, does my dad know?"
“.......”
It's obvious!
Father Gu knows about this, but do the other family members know about it?!
He knew but didn't ask? Was he waiting to turn himself in?
The younger ones are all thinking about whether they should confess voluntarily and get leniency!
"You also kidnapped Master Xiao and Ivan, Lao Li, just wait for Karl to get angry with you!"
"I'm already furious. He's cursing people all day long. I've already blocked him."
Carl: %……￥%#￥#.
Cang Wen exchanged greetings with everyone one by one.
"Captain Gu Han?"
"Hello, Marshal!"
......
Yuan Jing had heard his daughter mention the girl named Alice more than once.
At the back of the crowd, a 7-year-old girl stood next to Xiaoxiao.
It didn't make any movement, nor did it release any pressure, but its fierce eyes sent chills down people's spines.
Just that one glance and Cang Wen broke out in cold sweat.
I understand, you really can’t mess with him!
This was just a small show of force, to prevent the other party from being ignorant of his own strength and causing unnecessary trouble to Shi An.
Otherwise, with the beast's untamed nature, the potential threat could be nipped in the bud without even lifting a finger.
"Xiaojiu."
An ethereal voice came from above.
"I'm sorry, Marshal. The child is ignorant. I will take you to see the Sect Master."
A child over 10,000 years old...
"No need to wait for me."
Yuan Jing's task is to provide close protection at all times, and theoretically he cannot leave the Marshal's side.
But there was a brief silence for a second before he accepted the order.
The current situation is that Shi An doesn't even need to step out of the door. The mere existence of the little divine beast is enough to make any resistance futile.
Li Yuanbo led the way, and Cang Wen followed behind.
He could hear his heartbeat gradually speeding up.
What kind of person would the Immortal Sect Master be? And what would be your reaction when you see him?
The further I went, the more questions popped up in my head. It was a mess and my palms started to sweat.
It was not until the scent of ink and sandalwood wafting from the Sutra Library that his inner anxiety was calmed.
The light in the pavilion is soft, and countless classics are neatly displayed on the bookshelves on the four walls.
An ancient bronze lamp hangs in the center, and the flame never goes out day or night.
Under the light, you can see tiny dust particles floating slowly in the beam of light.
Time seems to slow down here.
There are several cushions and small desks in the corner for disciples to study quietly.
It looks quiet and plain, but it subtly flows with vast wisdom and the power accumulated over the years.
"Master, the marshal is here."
Li Yuanbo's noisy voice broke the tranquility and beauty of the moment.
"Come in!"
Following the sound, I saw a white, wide-sleeved fairy skirt fluttering in the wind, and moonlight seemed to be flowing between the sleeves.
His elegance and grace have made him look even more cold and detached, his eyebrows are like distant dark mountains, and his eyes are like cold ponds reflecting stars.
Her long black hair was loosely tied up with a white jade bell-shaped hairpin, and the rest of her hair fell down like a waterfall, with a faint light occasionally appearing in her hair.
When she spoke, her voice was like a clear spring hitting jade, and each word was filled with the calmness accumulated over the years.
Three thousand stunning figures from outside the world, not a single speck of dust from the human world is allowed!
Cang Wen stood there in a daze, his pupils shrinking slightly.
The figure in white stood there quietly, not like someone from this mortal world.
It's like frost and snow covering the green pine trees, so cold and lonely that even the breeze around them is stagnant.
For the first time, he understood what Su Mu meant by "the oppressive feeling of an eighteen-year-old girl."
It wasn't an aggressive aura, but a condescending indifference—she didn't even need to raise her eyes for the marshal on the battlefield to subconsciously tense his back.
Sweat oozed from his palms. Cang Wen wiped them calmly, his Adam's apple moving slightly.
This feeling is even more suffocating than facing thousands of troops.
Before coming, he thought for many days about what attitude he should adopt when facing the leader of the immortal sect.
Is it to be bossy, harsh, condescending, neither humble nor overbearing, or to be respectful and fawning, crawling on the ground at the first opportunity...
Don't laugh, he really thought so!
But when you really stand in front of people, no analysis, strategy, rhetoric or tricks will work.
It seemed as if nothing in the world could escape her gaze.
No matter what little thoughts anyone has, life or death depends on her thoughts.
The other party's background is as unfathomable as the vast universe, so deep and far beyond comprehension!
He shook hands with Shi An respectfully.
"Hello, Sect Master Shi, I am Cang Wen."
"Marshal, you can just call me Shi An."
The two of them sat at either end of the table.
Shi An took the hot water and slowly made tea.
"This is what Uncle Wang and Tangtang just planted. Please try it."
The boiling hot water was poured on the wilted leaves, causing layers of white smoke to rise.
Soon, the leaves unfolded, the light yellow tea soup was clear and pure, and the room was filled with the refreshing tea fragrance.
Shi An began to brew tea for the second time using the covered bowl.
His eyebrows are lowered and his movements are smooth and flowing.
It was like an ancient tea-making painting, and time slowed down at this moment.
Cang Wen picked up the teacup, blew on it gently, and slowly took two sips.
It is sweet and refreshing, just like fairy dew.
"Don't worry if you laugh at me, but this is the first time I've ever had tea without radiation."
When he said this, there was a glimmer of light in his eyes.
“You will have many opportunities in the future.”
Cang Wen was stunned for a moment. This sentence seemed to be an acknowledgement and confidence of him and the Federation.
He stood up solemnly and bowed to Shi An.
"On behalf of the federal government, I thank you for your outstanding contributions to the federation and its people!"
Shi An smiled. Sure enough, the leader of the Federation was as cute as its children.
"Master said that the Xuanqing Sect's sword is the Taiping Sword. Peace will come out of the sword, and peace will come out of the sword!"
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