Chapter 243: Gathering of Heroes, about the Birth of Feng BaobaoThe night before the Luotian Grand Ceremony officially begins, at midnight. In a pavilion somewhere in Longhu Mountain, Lu Jin, Zhang Zhiwei and Tian Jinzhong were chatting and drinking tea, discussing all the preparations for the conference. "Have you told the company?" The old Taoist priest picked up a black chess piece and placed it on the chessboard where the offensive momentum was gradually declining. Lu Jin, who was playing chess with him, handed over a white piece and said with a faint smile: "We've discussed it. Considering the influence of Tongtian Lu, it might be possible to lure some thieves from Quanxing here. The company is also willing to cooperate." "In addition, I also called a group of children to come over to help." "That's good." Zhang Zhiwei saw through it all, and what he was really worried about were those notorious Quan Xings; "It's easy to dodge an open attack, but it's hard to guard against an arrow from the dark. The Wang and Lu families are causing me trouble, but it's still within the controllable range. But Quan Xing is a group of lunatics who do whatever they want. I have to pay more attention to them, especially since the two unique skills will appear in this Luotian Grand Ceremony. They will not remain indifferent." "clatter!" Lu Jin placed another white chess piece and pointed out other hidden dangers: "You and Lao Tian couldn't bear to see the child suffer, so you wanted to protect him. However, there were more people who wanted to take his life than just these few. Some of the bugs survived, and maybe they were planning something behind the scenes."
"Everything depends on human effort. I hope the child has good luck. As elders, we can help as much as we can." Zhang Zhiwei knew what his old friend was talking about. As a celestial master, he was in the open. Sometimes man's plans were not as good as God's plans. Many things were restricted and he could only adapt to the situation. "Hey, with you two here, there's no way those bastards from Quan Xing can cause any trouble." Tian Jinzhong, who was standing by, was slowly and carefully making tea for the two of them. He suddenly thought of the wandering senior, and said to Lu Jin with regret: "Old Lu, has your uncle Jiang come back?" "It's been twenty years since we last met. My senior brother and I went to visit you several times but never saw him. If he came out this time, it might be more lively." "With my old bones, I don't know if I can survive until I have the chance to meet with Master Jiang again." Lu Jin suddenly realized: "Wow! Look at what you said, I forgot to mention this to you. Uncle Master came back a few days ago and is now staying in the mountains." Zhang Zhiwei narrowed his eyes and said jokingly: "Hey! Old Lu, you are really not nice. Why didn't you inform us? Besides, the Luotian Grand Ceremony is so lively, why don't you invite the old man to come over and sit with us?" "I mentioned it!" Lu Jin cried out that he was wronged and explained, "Master Uncle was not interested in the little fights of children, so he did not leave the mountain. Maybe he likes to be idle." "Oh! By the way, he came back with a cell phone this time. Do you want me to give you his contact information later?" "Hey, you should have said it earlier!" "Old Lu, be quick." Zhang Zhiwei and Tian Jinzhong took out their mobile phones and fiddled with them for a while, and received the friend business card that Lu Jin had recommended to them. "Old Lu, how is Chief Jiang's health lately?" "Much tougher than me, not much different from before." After they sent the friend request, Lu Jin added: "Master uncle probably doesn't check his phone very often, so it might take a while for the call to be processed." "It's okay, it's okay. Come on, Brother, Lao Lu, have some tea."
Tian Jinzhong handed each of them a cup of warm tea. The night was long and the three old men were chatting happily. Time passed unknowingly. At dawn of the next day, Xiao Chu, a young man from the alien world, came from all corners of the world. At nine o'clock in the morning, in the competition arena at the back mountain of Tianshi Mansion, a huge crowd of nearly two hundred people were watching and listening to Zhang Zhiwei's speech to open the Luotian Dajiao. In addition to such a highly respected senior, there were also Wang Ai, Lu Ci, Feng Zhenghao, Lu Jin, and Tian Jinzhong standing on the stage. Countless admiring eyes gathered from all directions. Ma Xianhong, hiding in a corner of the crowd, glanced at his opponents from time to time, then looked at the people on the stage, communicating with the mysterious consciousness in his body through his mind. "Senior, is this difficult?" "There are two old guys who are difficult to deal with, especially the one with long white hair." "Is that the old man from the Lu family?" Ma Xianhong was quite surprised. He didn't expect that the evaluation given by the thirty-fourth senior was so high. You have to know that among the celebrities on the stage, there are the old guys from the Wang and Lu families, and the president of the Tianxia Association, none of them are simpler than Old Lu, especially there is also the top Tiantong Taoist in the world of extraordinary people. "He is not as simple as you think. His aura is completely different from yours. And from the various signs of meteorology, he is not as old as you see now. If your aura is a small pond, then his aura is like an active volcano in the process of erupting. No, that's not right. To be more precise, it is an endless glacier." When hearing these words, Ma Xianhong seemed to sense an unprecedented envy from the tone of this senior. "." "Focus more. As long as my method is covert enough, it won't be easy for him and the Heavenly Master to discover it." "Yes, got it." While the two were communicating secretly, Zhang Zhiwei on the stage kept his words short and quickly arranged for all the contestants to draw lots. However, Lu Jin, who was scanning the crowd, suddenly stopped. A familiar face appeared in his sight. It was Feng Baobao, who was wearing a work uniform and chewing potato chips in big mouthfuls. "?!" Even if the other person's hair was disheveled and his expression seemed distracted, Lu Jin would never forget this face even if it turned to ashes. Wu Gensheng's daughter. The container that Luo Wuyuan's ancestor possessed. In just a moment, Lu Jin felt as if he was facing a powerful enemy. He had witnessed the brutal battle up close. Even his usually strong uncle was seriously injured by the old monster. Could it be this?! Lu Jin did not lose his composure and regained his composure in an instant. He locked his eyes on the target and observed him again and again, but he could not find any threat at all. Could it be that the faces were just too similar and he was worrying too much? The drawing of lots began. Looking at the crowd queuing in an orderly manner, Zhang Zhiwei had an inexplicably bad premonition. Just as he was thinking about what went wrong, he inadvertently saw his old friend next to him, looking silent and cold. "What's wrong, Lao Lu?" "Maybe he saw an old acquaintance and was stunned for a moment." Lu Jin did not give a detailed account, but left with an excuse that he had to contact his uncle as soon as possible and take precautions. "Okay, then I'll go host the meeting." Since an old friend was there, Lu Jin left in a hurry without any worries. He found a secluded place, took out his cell phone, and called his uncle.
instantly. pass. "What's the matter? Jin'er." Jiang Mo's voice was heard. He was currently in the back mountain with Zhuge Yu, polishing and tempering the five rock and stone figures that were left over from the past. "Uncle Master, I met someone who looks like Wu Gensheng's daughter in Longhu Mountain. I'm not sure if she is the old monster from Southern Xinjiang." Lu Jin reported the truth. He didn't dare to imagine what kind of disaster it would bring if it was the latter. "Not it." Jiang Mo said decisively: "Back then, I refined it to ashes. As for the person you are talking about, I roughly know who it is." "Who?" Lu Jin was puzzled. "A creation that can neither be described as a success nor a failure." Jiang Mo narrated the story: "Remember the turmoil in the Jiashen year? The devil wanted to have 35 people participate in the Ziyang Jade Disk, obtain different skills, and snatch back his daughter's body. But only eight people were able to gather together." "After they succeeded, they changed their plan and tried to use several of their unique skills to forge a new body, process Wu Gensheng's soul fragments, and give him fake memories in an attempt to revive Feng Ying, who had died long ago. But they failed." "At that time, they didn't have the patience to wait and left early." "The created body has been nourished by the Feng Shui Qi Bureau. It may have undergone some kind of transformation, giving birth to spiritual intelligence, similar to the Yin body conceiving a soul and the corpse communicating with spirits. In theory, as long as the body remains intact and lasts for a long time, it can give birth to a new soul. The Qi Bureau they arranged is to accelerate this transformation process." "In the summer of 97, I passed through Shu and visited the site. The Qi Bureau was exhausted and there was no sign of human destruction. It should be that she woke up and ran away, and the Qi Bureau lost its target and destroyed itself;" "I didn't pay much attention to where the creature went afterwards, but since you said you saw it now, it was probably her." "According to the demon's memory, when they were infusing memories and soul into that body, it quickly shattered. If you want to check if it's her, look at the color of her Qi. Ancient books have records of special living people whose corpses derive intelligence. Their Qi is usually transparent or light gray. Of course, it may change over time." "There is more than one way. Secondly, you can observe her eyes. If they are flawless and empty but also lifelike like the finishing touch of a wood carving, then it should be her. This is a characteristic of both dead and living things, and it is not difficult to distinguish." Jiang Mo had read thousands of ancient books, conducted field investigations, and had memory to support his thinking, so he was not surprised at all and was able to make a rough assessment of the target that Lu Jin had seen. "Uncle Master, that's what's going on." Lu Jin felt relieved. It was just a false alarm. If it was really Luo Wuyuan's ancestor who came back to life, even if he and his old friend joined forces, they would most likely not be able to suppress the evil demon. "Is there anything else? I'm repairing the stone man with your senior brother Zhuge." Jiang Mo always speaks his mind. "Uh, yes!!" "Lao Zhang, Lao Tian, do you still remember them? I was chatting with them last night and they asked me about you. Later, I gave them your business card." "Okay, I pass now." Jiang Mo clicked on the green-icon chat software and saw two friend requests and numerous unread messages with red dots. They were all daily greetings from his nephews and boasting from his senior brothers, including a series of seven or eight videos of him catching big fish. "Uncle Master, why don't you stay busy with Senior Brother Zhuge first? I won't bother you any more." Lu Jin planned to go back and watch the little girl's game.
"Ah." Jiang Mo hung up the phone and continued to repair the stone man with Zhuge Yu. The stone statue, which has been corroded by the years, is full of holes and is almost broken. This time they plan to refine it again to make it more perfect. (End of this chapter)