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[394] Missions from the two countries arrive at the scene
Why should the deity kneel down to him?
Ye Xuan stared blankly, unmoved.
However, everyone else jumped and looked at Ye Xuan angrily.
This is what you asked for! Ye Xuan stepped forward and bowed slightly, but before his knees were even bent, a terrifying scene happened.
The entire Fuxi Mausoleum trembled violently, and a puff of blue smoke rose from the mound!
Damn it! Patriarch Fuxi was angry.
But when Ye Xuan stood up straight again, all these chaos disappeared immediately.
Everyone wiped off their cold sweat and let out a long sigh of relief.
Grand Master Jiang pointed at Ye Xuan and reprimanded: "Fuxi Patriarch is already angry, why don't you get out of here quickly."
"That's right, hurry up and apologize to Patriarch Fuxi."
"Quickly kneel down and apologize, and pray for the forgiveness of Fuxi ancestor." The people around followed suit.
Only Zhang Peiran took a deep breath of cold air, and looked at Ye Xuan solemnly.
Ye Xuan bent his legs slightly again!
Suddenly, the earth shook and the mountains shook, and thick black smoke rose from the mausoleum.
It seemed as if the land would collapse at any moment.
Jiang Taishi and the others shrank into a ball in fright, their faces pale.
Ye Xuan stood up straight, and all the chaos disappeared again.
This time, Zhang Peiran saw it for real, and he gasped. God! What is this young man's background?
Grand Master Jiang didn't believe in evil. After standing still, he pointed at Ye Xuan and reprimanded him:
"See, it is because of you that Emperor Fuxi is so angry. I will punish you to kneel here for three days and three nights to apologize to Emperor Fuxi!"
As soon as he finished speaking, Zhang Peiran rushed over suddenly, kicked Grand Master Jiang to the ground, and then beat him violently!
Everyone around is dumbfounded?
Your sister, is this still an old fairy?
What about the agreed-upon worldly expert, the immortal wind?
It is obvious that Ye Xuan disrespected his ancestors, why did he beat Grand Master Jiang violently!
A capital question mark appeared on everyone's forehead.
Ye Xuan smiled slightly: "Do you still want to worship?"
"I won't worship, I won't worship. Laymen are not mortals. Ancestor Fuxi can't bear a layman's worship." Zhang Peiran stopped his movements and hurriedly stopped him.
Ye Xuan smiled without saying a word.
He is a holy master of the human race, Fuxi is one of his registered disciples, how can he stand his worship?
Zhang Peiran let out a long sigh of relief, and quickly announced: "This is the end of worshiping Fuxi Mausoleum!"
It seemed that he was afraid that Ye Xuan would worship again.
After finishing speaking, he sat on the futon beside him and ignored everyone.
Grand Master Jiang stood up in embarrassment. Although he was beaten violently, he had resentment in his heart, but he didn't dare to show it. While rubbing his swollen face, he announced:
"Okay, next is the Wen Dao event. Let's take your seats one by one."
A banquet was held in front of Fuxi Mausoleum, and all the students took their seats one by one.
Talented scholars who had been invited from all over the world to participate in the Wendao event also walked in at this time and took their seats one after another.
The disciples of the Tai Chi School presented Xuanzhen Taoist tea, a special product of Xiaobuzhou Mountain.
Soon, the fragrance of tea was poured out, and everyone drank the tea one after another and praised it constantly.
Suddenly, the breeze blows, the air is mixed with a strange fragrance, which covers the fragrance of tea, which makes people startled?
"What's the smell, so fragrant?"
"It's strange that this smell makes people think quickly and have a very clear mind."
"That's right, it's like taking a stimulant?"
Zhang Peiran sat in the first seat, he also smelled the fragrance, and looked at Lu Tianyi inquiringly.
Lu Tianyi shook his head, apparently he didn't know how there was such a scent.
However, although Zhang Peiran was puzzled, he knew what kind of fragrance it was, stood up and said to everyone: "Everyone, please be safe and don't be impatient, this is the smell of East China Sea shark pearl. Maybe some disciples in the audience knew that there was a literary and Dao event here, so they specially lit it. Yes."
"This East Sea shark bead can refresh people's spirits and help them develop their talents and learning."
So this is ah!
Everyone suddenly realized, secretly thinking that the Tai Chi School had intentions.
Many students inhaled deeply, their faces full of intoxication.
At this moment, the door suddenlyDaotong's crisp voice came:
"The missions from Han and North Korea are here together."
Cold country?
North Korea?
These are small countries around the Huawu Empire, places the size of flies, what are they doing here suddenly?
However, this Wendao event does not stipulate that only domestic people can participate, it is open to the whole world, and the surrounding countries, including the cold country, the North Korean country, the Nanyue country, and the Dongying country are all deeply loved by the Dahua country. Influenced by culture, many times they even shamelessly say that the culture of Huaguo belongs to their own country, which can be described as extremely shameless.
"Mr. Liu Mang, son-in-law of the Han Dynasty, led the Han Country Cultural Society!"
"Mr. Fan Jian, the son-in-law of the North Korean royal family, led the North Korean Cultural Society!"
Following the crisp voice of Daotong, two teams in national costumes walked over with their chests upright, valiant and high-spirited.
A guest from afar!
The Huawu Empire has always been a state of etiquette.
Although Han Country and North Korea are small countries the size of a sesame seed, members of the royal family of other countries personally lead the members of the Cultural Society to participate in the Wen Dao event, and the face that should be given is still to be given.
The Eight Sage Kings immediately stood up and greeted him personally.
Liu Mang and Fan Jian were a little flattered to see the Eight Sage Kings greet them in person, and at the same time they were overjoyed.
They didn't expect to meet the Eight Sage Kings here. They have been here for more than a year. According to the news they got, the most important official who presided over the Wendao event this time should be Taishi Jiang. They didn't expect that there would be the Eight Kings.
Both of them had sinister smiles on their faces at the same time.
After the three exchanged pleasantries for a while.
Liu Mang and Fan Jian led the members of the cultural associations of the two countries to the altar of Fuxi Mausoleum. Although they are not Chinese, according to etiquette, they should pay homage to Emperor Fuxi.
However, they just bent over slightly.
Everyone in the audience didn't say anything. After all, he was not a descendant of the Hua Kingdom. It was considered a way of saving face by bending over to pay respects. It is also a normal etiquette in this world.
Just when Liu Mang, Fan Jian and others were about to come down.
Ye Xuan was not happy anymore, he stood up abruptly, with a chill on his face:
"Since it's paying homage to Emperor Fuxi, can you just bend down? Kneel down and kowtow nine times to me immediately."
When the voice fell to the ground, the atmosphere at the scene froze.
"Little brother, are you afraid that you made a mistake?" Liu Mang looked at Ye Xuan strangely:
"According to international practice, we only need to bow and pay tribute."
"What kind of bullshit international practice, since you come to Fuxi's mausoleum, you have to kneel and worship."
Ye Xuan said coldly, he may not bow down to Fuxi, but he will never allow others to be disrespectful to Fuxi.
"I said you are sick, what are you? The Eight Wise Kings didn't say anything, so it's your turn to speak presumptuously?" Fan Jian cursed angrily.
Ye Xuan jumped onto the altar, and in an instant he came in front of the two, raised his leg and kicked out two feet, and the two immediately knelt down on the ground, howling. (Remember the site URL: www.hlnovel.com - Didn't finish reading? Add this book to your favoritesI'm a member and bookmarked this chapterCopy the address of this book and recommend it to your friends for pointsChapter error? Click here to report
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