Chapter 667 Change
"Miss Gu is indeed very talented, but does this conflict with our problem today?" Those people dare not speak loudly in front of them.
"Today we just want to know whether what Miss Gu said before is true?"
Others are you talking to each other, afraid that the two elders will not hear the same question, and repeat the question many times.
"If you don't mind that the sky is getting dark, then please talk about your problems in unison." Xuanhua still had a smile on his face, but the meaning in his words was revealed clearly.
The scene instantly quieted down.
Everyone looked at me and I looked at you, and finally they asked a question: "Miss Gu, are you a descendant of the national teacher?"
Xuanhua was still indifferent, he waved his sleeves just like before.
In an instant, a burst of brilliance came from the top of the Mystic Masters Association.
"Look, what is that?"
"Pen!"
"Is that a pen?"
"It's amazing how it shines so brightly."
"Don't you think this thing looks familiar?"
Chonglu bowed reverently in the direction of the pen: "This is the jade pen that my patriarch used back then. Except for those who were recognized by the patriarch, no one can reproduce its splendor back then."
Everyone was puzzled and said: "But...it's bright now, doesn't that mean...Elder Xuanhua is recognized by the patriarch?"
"Don't talk nonsense!" The smile on Xuanhua's face stopped: "I haven't seen the Patriarch, how can I be recognized."
"Then these?" The media people's curiosity was instantly drawn.
"The jade pen was mobilized by the young master, and it is now protecting my Mystic Masters Association." Xuanhua's gaze had just accepted a little smile, and now it only took on a serious meaning.
He said: "I don't care what is said on the Internet, the person who can activate the jade pen, the person identified by the patriarch is the young master of my Taoism, and this will never change."
Someone seems to want to chime in.
He said: "Miss Gu not only has the talent and ability of the patriarch back then, but also got the approval of the descendants of the spiritual objects left by the patriarch back then, and she is the guidance of the patriarch in the dark."
Xuanhua said, bowing respectfully in the direction of the jade pen.
The piety and belief in the project are beyond the comprehension of some people.
However, it is deeply shocking.
"To be honest, Ms. Gu has never admitted in front of us that she is a descendant of the national teacher, but in the eyes of our Xuanmen and Mystic Masters Association, she is our ancestor left to guide us and find her. The only person who died back then with traces of the truth."
Some people on the field were silent.
They were powerless to refute Xuanhua's words.
They don't even know what to say at the moment.
But at this time—
Suddenly there was a mournful voice in the sky: "Everyone, you can't believe his words."
This voice was really unfamiliar to the media people, with puzzlement and doubt in their eyes.
"The Mystic Art Masters Association and the so-called descendants of the National Teacher are basically pious villains...cough cough..."
That voice conveyed a heavy sense of helplessness and vicissitudes.
"...I was originally a mystic master, but I accidentally touched their joint interests, so they trapped me in the dungeon of the Mystic Masters Association. Unfortunately, half of my body is already buried in the loess, and I will have to pay for it when I am old. To suffer like this... lord, it's not fair."
This voice attracted the curiosity of most people, especially when they heard the word dungeon, their eyes on the Mystic Masters Association changed instantly.
(end of this chapter)