The patriarch's eyes, falling on the mirror, looked carefully. In his eyes, there was a kind of complex expression.
There seems to be some doubt and hesitation. It seems to be hesitating about something, but the hostility is not very great.
From the point of view of the public, I can just look at his eyes and see every expression on his face.
Even knowing that the patriarch couldn't see them, people were not used to it.
In addition to the close distance, this face in their eyes, although it is not as strong as Xiaohui's big face before, it also makes people feel a little uncomfortable.
"Elder martial brother, what's the problem?"
Seeing that the patriarch didn't speak for a long time, the old man with the same white belt on the ninth floor of refining gas said in a deep voice.
The patriarch slowly shook his head, stroked his long white beard with his hand, turned around and said to the old man, "it's nothing, but this magic weapon reminds me of some past events."
In his words, the patriarch had already stepped forward and disappeared in the sight of the public.
Obviously, he was sitting on the master's seat which was flush with the table where the mirror was placed.
All the people can see is the mirror without a mirror. When the patriarch sits on the side, they can't see it if they can't see it in the mirror.
When the patriarch took his seat, it seemed that he made some expression. The friars of those disciples who originally stood in the middle of the red carpet were on both sides.
On both sides of the red carpet are two rows of mahogany chairs.
But none of them sat down. They just stood in front of their chairs and turned slightly to the direction of the patriarch. They all looked solemn and respectful.
Although their realm is not low, if they go to the outside world, they can destroy an army by one person's strength. But in the clan, because of the reason of generation, they are not qualified to sit down in front of the patriarch.
Only the old man went to the left chair and sat down. He turned his head slightly and looked in the direction of the patriarch.
"Elder martial brother, everyone has arrived. If you have anything to say, just say it." The old man arched his hand to the patriarch and said.
In his eyes, there was a hint of inquiry. The disciples standing behind also looked at the patriarch one after another, waiting for his answer.
Xue Rui whispered to Zixuan, "Miss Zixuan, it seems that it has something to do with your clan."
Zixuan gave a gentle "um".
This mirror is a magic weapon given by her master. If the patriarch knows it, he probably knows her master.
Even, it might be to know her ancestors.
After all, it's hard to tell the age of the nine level monk.
Rong Guocheng looked at the neat people standing outside and said, "before, I only knew that there was yuchengzong in yuchengshan. It's already a powerful wuxiuzong sect. Unexpectedly, there was a qiqishizong sect. I don't know what connection they have with yuchengzong."
Tiger Xie thought: "since they have been in seclusion for many years and are unknown to people, I think they are deliberately hiding it. Even the people in the mountain just know some shadowy legends, and no one has really seen them."
Xue Panpan said, "it's very difficult for us to see them today."
Lin Mengjia clenched Tang Feng's hand.
Before Tang Feng came back, she was a layman. She didn't even know much about martial arts, let alone a Qi refiner.
In her eyes, she didn't feel anything about this realm of cultivation. Seeing Zixuan's look strange, she realized something. She couldn't help whispering to Tang Feng, "are these people extremely powerful?"
Tang Feng said with a smile: "refining Qi is just the lowest level of practice. If the whole practice is like study, then they are just the level of kindergarten class."
Lin Mengjia gave a "Whoa" and nodded.
She never asked what realm Tang Feng was. Even if she did, it was of no practical significance to her.
But now, seeing Tang Feng's performance, she is relieved.
No matter how powerful these people are in other people's eyes, as long as Tang Feng thinks it's nothing, then she can be at ease.
Zixuan's lips moved and she rolled her eyes reluctantly.
As for Tang Feng's metaphor, she is rather scandalous.
If these people can only be regarded as the big class of kindergarten, then she is just a small class of children who have just entered the kindergarten.
Just as they were speaking, outside the mirror, the patriarch opened his mouth.
His voice did not answer the old man's question. Instead, he asked the group of disciples under the seat, "is that man still not found?"
Near the end of the procession, a middle-aged man of about 30 years old, wearing a navy blue belt around his waist, bowed respectfully towards the direction of the patriarch, and then said, "return to master, they are still taking people to continue searching. So far, no news has been sent back."
The patriarch gave a "um".
The man gave another salute and returned.
Ji Ning looked at it and said, "this is the master. That is to say, those who wear the Navy belt are the master's disciples. In addition, there are not only these people in this sect, at least some of them are still looking for Zhao Xiaoshan."
The Shangguan nodded his head and said, "not everyone can enter the assembly hall in this clan. Only the more important people in the clan can have such qualifications. These disciples must be the leaders of their generation, and their status in the clan is only under their clan leader and the old man."
She grew up in the main door since childhood. Of course, she knows a lot about these rules.
Xue Rui pointed to the crowd outside and said, "the generation of the patriarch should be three brothers. One of them has passed away. He is the master of those who just talked outside."
Everyone is nodding, eyes also involuntarily search in the crowd, want to find the three people who spoke before.
But they had never seen the three men's faces. At the moment, the disciples did not speak. It was not easy for them to find out by feeling.
Lin Mengjia also followed him around and found that he couldn't find the three people aimlessly. He didn't waste any effort and gave up. He continued to listen to the conversation outside and wanted to find some clues from their speeches.