Chapter 107 Weird venue
And in my ears, the footsteps of Emperor Tong rang out.
I lowered my head, and a smile appeared on the corner of my mouth. In fact, I was not sure what the decision would be for the Tong Emperor. After all, judging from his performance, I always wanted to suppress me.
If he guessed what I was thinking, I was afraid that the first thing he thought of was who and I would be this real leading figure.
Then he had a disagreement and broke up with one beat.
But it turns out that compared to this, my crazy decision made him more interested. This critical first step was solved silently under this situation.
This hall is designed with a unique design.
After the gate, there is a small foyer. You have to pass through this foyer to officially enter the hall. When I stepped into the foyer, Emperor Tong was already walking side by side with me.
But the first thing I saw was Lan Xuan's slightly worried face.
She stood at the entrance of the foyer waiting for me, and when everything she should do was complete, her worries finally broke out.
My eyes calmly met Lan Xuan's worried gaze. Perhaps this attitude made Lan Xuan feel a little relieved. She has never been a long-winded woman, but said to me: "Mr. Ye, before you cross this hall, there is still a chance to repent. I can't guess what you are going to do for the time being, but in response to this situation, in the past ten hours, I have also come up with an emergency plan to deal with these gathered people."
Only then did I notice that Lan Xuan's eyes, which had always been tired, had obvious red bloodshots.
My hand was placed on Lan Xuan's shoulder and said softly: "Thank you for your hard work, but I don't plan to turn around. But I am absolutely not impulsive. All you have to do is believe me."
"My destiny was destined to believe you." Lan Xuan looked at me and said seriously, but a smile appeared on the corner of her mouth, a smile of encouragement.
This is Lan Xuan, smart, capable, but also has the courage to have no regrets about life and death.
I was moved, lowered my head and stepped across the hall, and the voice of Emperor Tong was heard in my ears: "I said Lan Xuan, Ye Zhengling from the Huo Nie family is a real madman, so why not follow me."
"Mr. Tong, you are joking again." Lan Xuan chuckled.
At the same time, Tongdi and I had already stepped across the hall and officially appeared in the hall, with Lan Xuan taking a step behind us.
Therefore, in the eyes of everyone, Tongdi and I were brother-in-law. At this moment, there were some slight conversations in the entire hall, but at this moment, it was as quiet as a needle falling on the ground and could be heard.
Pressure I only felt the aura of all the demon hunters intertwined, like a mountain, this silent stare, and even more this pressure was like a mountain thrown in the air, pressing towards me heavily.
Before I could even look up at the people in the hall, I felt a sense of solemnity that I couldn't breathe, and my whole body was slightly hot, and I felt a little bit of wet, which was a kind of hot sweat under tension.
If an ordinary person comes in, he may not have the courage to move forward, right?
I thought I was also very ordinary, but the firm decision in my heart made me suddenly raise my head. My steps were very steady, my expression was calm, but my palms were covered with sweat. Compared to me, the Tong Emperor seemed much more relaxed and calm. The bamboo flute in his hand turned, as if he was just walking in the garden.
"The head of the Tong family of Shuitong family is really a talent."
"Extraordinary attitude."
"I heard that the head of the Tong family is very likely to recreate the style of the first generation head of the Shui Tong family that day."
I don’t know which woman started, and I praised the Tong Emperor. From the short steps we walked from the hall to the front of the seat, everyone in the hall began to praise the Tong Emperor warmly, and I was naturally the "waste" I was ignored.
I had expected this situation in my mind and didn't care too much about it.
Anywhere in the world, there are their own rules, which divide the so-called heights of the people. Even this group of demon hunters who inherit the circle of self-cultivators is no exception. It’s just that the rules are different. In this circle, they will still have strength.
"Adjust the form (focusing on magic, practice, etc.) and being careless (focusing on the mind of cultivation) is the most likely mistake that Taoists make. Other practitioners, including Buddhist practitioners, are not as good as this. But I don't know that since ancient times, it is important to temper a heart. If the mind is clear, everything will be the same."
This is what Master said to me many years ago, and now I have deeply realized that it is difficult.
Not to mention everything, even today, did Tong Emperor and I draw a high or low in everyone's eyes? Seeing Lan Xuan's expression from the corner of my eyes was a kind of depression and discomfort. After all, my face was the face of the Huo Nie family.
I deliberately slowed down, gently held Lan Xuan's hand, and then looked at her obscurely. Lan Xuan squeezed out a reluctant smile at me, thinking that it was to make me feel at ease.
Everyone's attitude did not hurt me, but Lan Xuan's expression hurt me.
It turns out that people can't help but be pulled into various funny rules, and they draw themselves to the same level of self, all because of such constraints? No wonder Buddhism says that the six senses must be pure and not jump out of the world. How can we use the most transparent heart to see through the world?
The greatest kindness is fairness, and all the saints say so.
But how difficult is fair? And is it so easy to jump out of the world? If there is no emotional disturbance, where does the power of the soul come from?
At this moment, when I thought of such a profound understanding of the Taoist heart, I turned my head and saw Emperor Tong's face still arrogant and disdainful. I sneered gently and said, "If you flatter me, I will not look down on you because of this. What I want is that Ye Zhengling admits that Emperor Tong is the destined person. After all, Huo Nie and Shui Tong were indelible glory back then, but, Ye Zhengling, do you admit it?"
As he spoke, Emperor Tong raised his eyebrows slightly, seemed to smile frivolously, turned the bamboo flute in his hand, swayed the long sleeves of Hanfu, and sat down a little lowered in the main position in the hall. His posture was lazy, his eyes were slightly closed, like a sharp sword returning to the sheath, completely ignoring everyone's embarrassing silence at this time.
Before, the position was originally seated by the arrogant old man Liu Yinfeng. When the Tong Emperor came, he chose his position. He was a little embarrassed.
I saw his big hands holding "Tie Danzi" with blue veins, but he made his seat aside before Emperor Tong sat down, clasped his fists at Emperor Tong, and then walked to another position slightly lowered in the main position and sat down. To a certain extent, it was also an equal position with Emperor Tong.
I guess this discovery made him feel a little better. In just one second, that kind of arrogant expression appeared on his face again, and his arrogant look seemed to be happy again.
Such a person is so arrogant that he is so "cute", which is really hard to hate, and even feels a little sympathetic. In such an era, if he does not make the right choice, he may be the first and most innocent person to die, right?
But I didn't think about it, but took a step forward and finally sat on my own main position.
The position of Emperor Tong was close to me. When I walked to the main seat, I inevitably passed by Emperor Tong. I looked at him and felt a little warm. It was touching the arrogant words that seemed to be unintentional and always conformed to his personality just now. In fact, it unintentionally highlighted my position, which relieved me of this embarrassment and made those who praised him shut up.
After all, how I don’t care? I am the owner of this place? If everyone ignores it, how should this largest gathering of demon hunters in hundreds of years continue?
Even if I continue, I can only become a venue provider and can no longer lead the conference.
Emperor Tong must have seen my grateful gaze, but pretended not to see it, half leaning on the comfortable seat. For this meeting, Lan Xuan also tried her best to pay attention to the arrangement, arrangement and ranking of the venue, and the only thing that cannot be changed is the back of the hall.
It is obviously very elegant ancient style of the Tang and Song dynasties, but it has strange and complex patterns. It seems to be a picture of a hundred beasts, but it doesn’t feel strange like I feel in my heart. But I can’t study these at this time. Under the strong pressure, I sat on the main guard and looked up, and the sweat in my palms had never dried up.
But I still glanced at the entire venue calmly on my face, and finally I could see clearly that almost all the contemporary monster hunters were sitting under the main seat.
Except for the Tong Emperor who was wearing Hanfu, the other demon hunters looked very ordinary because of their clothes, at least there was no shocking difference in their dressing.
Just like this, they walked among the crowd, and no one would guess that their identity was actually a demon hunter.
Only here can they completely release their different auras. In the world of ordinary people, if they restrain this aura, they will completely hide from everyone, right? Especially the "Lone Walker", which means that the demon hunter who has not joined any family, seems low-key and introverted.
When I looked at everyone like this, no one responded to any respectful gaze.
In the area of family members, some family members would look at me curiously with different eyes. In the area of loners, many people didn't even raise their eyelids.
Chapter completed!