The conversation between Qin Chuan and Southern King Yang Tu gradually attracted the attention of many people, and even caused an uproar in secret!
The first people who heard it were extremely shocked, but out of consideration for King Nan's face, they dared not say anything.
Therefore, I could only silently pat my companion's shoulder and let the guy next to me see what I was talking about.
So, everyone patted each other on the shoulder, and gradually, everyone realized that something was wrong here...
Oh my god!
King Nan actually calls Elder Qin Chuan his uncle. This is too crazy. Elder Qin Chuan looks even younger than King Nan.
Everyone was shocked.
However, no one said anything. Everyone was doing what they were supposed to do, as if they knew nothing...
Those who can participate in this Spring Thunder Conference are not simple people. They naturally understand what "self-cultivation of the audience" means. They are almost flawless in terms of human relationships.
However, through this episode, many people who didn't know Qin Chuan quickly got to know him.
They all had one thought in their minds—this person was no simple person!
"The eldest prince has arrived!!"
At this time, a voice like a duck's voice sounded, and then, thunder rumbled in the sky.
"Boom! Boom!"
Everyone looked up and saw three unruly white horses with lightning wrapped around their bodies, pulling a majestic chariot through the air. The horses' hooves stepped on the void, emitting strong lightning that illuminated all directions!
On the chariot, a young man in a four-clawed golden dragon robe stood with his hands behind his back, looking down.
To the left of this young man is an old eunuch wearing a bright red dragon robe, commonly known as Diao Si, and to the right is a maid holding a long sword.
Behind him stood three burly middle-aged men, standing like four towering mountains, unfathomable.
"I, Liu Qingshan, on behalf of the entire Fenglei Valley, respectfully welcome the eldest prince! Grand prince, please come this way."
The great elder of Fenglei Valley flew into the air, bowed to the young man on the chariot, and spoke politely.
He was not worshipping the eldest prince, but the royal family! In the Nine Suns Dynasty, the royal family was the most respected.
"Um."
The eldest prince Yang Qitian nodded lightly, his eyes swept over the crowd below calmly, and then he landed on the ground with a few followers.
Soon, under the guidance of the Fenglei Valley’s top leaders, everyone arrived at the square where the Spring Thunder Fruit trees grew.
The huge square is made up of stones that are two meters long and one meter wide, and looks like countless concentric circles put together.
The center of these countless concentric circles is a huge tree whose crown covers an area of 100 meters in radius.
The tree was extremely green, with many silvery-white fruits hanging on it. When the breeze blew through the tree, the fruits collided with each other, making a crisp sound like wind chimes, and there were flashes of lightning!
This is the Spring Thunder Fruit Tree!
"Elder Qin Chuan, please come this way."
The elder of Fenglei Valley who received Qin Chuan took Qin Chuan to the attic not far away and said as he walked: "Let the young people communicate on their own. It is better for us, the older generation, to just watch from the sidelines."
"good."
Qin Chuan smiled and nodded.
He discovered that not only him, but also the older generation of powerful people from other sects or families were invited to the attic around Chunlei Square.
These attics are of different heights and have elegant scenery. Some are even built on rockery, providing a very broad view.
There are also a large number of yellow cushions placed densely in the square, naturally for young people to sit on.
These young talents from all over the dynasty sat on the cushions, and everyone sat in a circle surrounding the Spring Thunder Fruit Tree.
"Everyone present here is the leader of the younger generation of the Nine Sun Dynasty. You have gathered here today to honor Fenglei Valley. I would like to thank you in advance."
An old man stood under the tree and said with a smile: "For this reason, everyone who comes here today can get a Spring Thunder Fruit."
Wow!
After saying that, he waved his right hand, and thousands of silver-white fruits appeared out of thin air, scattering in all directions.
“Ding ding ding!”
“Ding ding ding!”
Some fruits touched each other in the air, and suddenly there was a clear and pleasant sound, like the collision of ceramics, and there was a flash of lightning.
Under the guidance of spiritual power, these spring thunder fruits fell accurately in front of everyone and hovered in the air.
"Thank you!"
"You're too polite, Elder Xu!"
"The Wind and Thunder Valley is majestic."
Everyone smiled and thanked, then carefully accepted the fruits in front of them, and their favorable impression of Fenglei Valley increased greatly.
Then, the old man continued, "Although Spring Thunder Fruit is not a rare thing, its quantity is limited after all. We in Wind and Thunder Valley can only give one to each person."
"If you want more Spring Thunder Fruit, you can only get it through competition."
He paused and said, "This competition is divided into two parts. The first part is to sit and discuss."
"The so-called sitting and discussing means that everyone can speak freely and express their own views on the path of martial arts, thereby inspiring others. The ten people who inspire the most will be rewarded."
"As for how to select these ten people, I believe that everyone here is a person of clear mind and character, and will not deceive yourself."
"Now... the discussion begins!"
After the old man finished speaking, he floated up and left Chunlei Square, leaving all the space to the young people.
Suddenly, the square became quiet.
Thousands of young people sat in a circle around the Spring Thunder Tree, looking at each other, and no one spoke for a long time.
"Let me go first."
Finally, a man stood up, bowed to everyone, and said, "I am Huang Silang, and I would like to share my humble opinion."
"I believe that the most important thing in cultivation is to cultivate one's mind. A strong heart of Tao can help one cross the sea of suffering and eventually reach the pinnacle. For example, the former Emperor Qiye relied on a heart of Tao that was as solid as a rock..."
This person started talking incessantly.
But after he finished speaking, there was no applause. Everyone around him almost fell asleep. Some even laughed disdainfully and retreated tactically.
Although they don’t know the term “chicken soup for the soul”, they all scoff at the theory of Taoism. The main problem is that - you say it so nicely, but the problem is... how to do it specifically?
You don’t know how to do it either?
That's the same as not saying anything!
Huang Silang finally took the lead, and after that, the others began to speak forever.
It even developed into a debate later!
Some people were refuted by the crowd before they could say a few words, and retreated with red faces, while others stood in the middle of the crowd, full of vigor and vitality, and exchanged arguments with the crowd, and their words often triggered deep thoughts...
As the debate became more and more intense, the originally neat formation began to become chaotic, because people kept standing up angrily and going to debate, while others kept being defeated and returning to their seats.
When many people came back, they found that their seats were occupied, so they sat in someone else's seat.
As a result, things became completely chaotic, with people constantly coming and going and everyone sitting randomly.
Anyway, every futon is the same.
And those who express their opinions and debate with others may not be the most outstanding talents.
Because truly confident and proud people will not bother to take the lead. They are silently proud. Although they may sneer at other people's opinions, they are too lazy to refute anything and just watch the show silently.
For example, the eldest prince Yang Qitian.
For example, Qin Zi.
For example, some hidden evildoers...
"My humble self, Liu Rushuang, greets the eldest prince."
At this time, a beautiful girl in a white dress came up to the eldest prince and bowed.
Yang Qitian looked up and found that the girl's eyes were filled with undisguised admiration and shyness, and he immediately lost interest.
He always disdained women who approached him actively, but it was the women who ignored him that made him even more...
Thinking of this, he subconsciously glanced at the girl not far away. The girl was sitting quietly on the futon, listening to the debate attentively, as if she wanted to write down everything useful.
Very hardworking, but a little bit stupid.
"Um?"
Liu Rushuang followed Yang Qitian's gaze and saw the girl from the Seven Martial Sect. She immediately frowned.
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