"You are the devil! The devil retreats!" the black-robed shepherd shouted.

The white-robed shepherd dogs beside the shepherd also shouted: "Devil! The devil retreats!"

Later, the surrounding believers also shouted: "Devil! The devil is gone!"

Their projection station filled the center of the venue. There were a lot of people and it was very impressive.

However, under the halo of the Space City Sect's wisdom, the guests in the venue looked at them and felt inexplicably like they were watching a singing show. There was a subtle sense of shame.

"Hey, representatives of the Space City Cult, please don't engage in personal attacks." The host hiding in the corner upstairs finally spoke. "Representatives, please focus on the topic of your speech. We can discuss it together. But

The existence of the Way of Heaven has its own laws, and its authenticity cannot be determined by mortals. At the same time, representatives are also requested not to continue to attack the students and distinguished guests of our institute without any reason. If you do not get to the point and continue to digress, your qualifications to participate will be cancelled.

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After hearing what the host said, Lan Ze finally breathed a sigh of relief.

The words were very polite, but the attitude was also high enough. It showed that he didn't care about the authenticity of the shepherd's "Shinto" and "Heaven's Way".

The Tiandao Research Institute has not been authorized by the Shenzhou Avenue Association, and it is not appropriate to start a war without authorization.

The Shenzhou Dao Association obeys the national policy and has always been gentle to the outside world. Even if the Taoist priests just start a verbal war to defend their beliefs, it is almost impossible. When they curse, the young people's spirits are excited, and they are not far away from the copycats.

Already.

Although religious believers in the world outside China are influenced by nutrition, physique, education, and the system, they may not understand the subtext of the host. Because the Tiandao Research Institute avoids direct confrontation, there is a high chance that they will

They regard calm rebuke and implicit contempt as signs of weakness. But there is something they can understand at the scene.

Lan Ze's face and Rand Yi's face are both in close-up.

Although they and Mo Mo no longer spoke, the close-ups of their faces were not turned off. Everyone watching the conference remotely could seriously wonder whether these three people looked like three generations of grandparents. They could also click on the names of the two brothers who were both 67 years old.

Study the details below to study their life history.

The representatives of the Space City Order applied for a delay. The sound transmission was cut off. The white-robed shepherds gathered around the shepherds and had a heated discussion.

After a few minutes, the sound was finally reconnected. The people resumed their original postures.

The black-robed shepherd said:

"I am deeply disappointed with the favoritism of the Shenzhou Dao Association and the tyranny of the Nanhua Tiandao Research Institute. Different Daos do not work together. Under the Dao of God, there is no need for all wrong Dao to exist. My God tells me,

The wrong way is no longer worth refuting, and will naturally lead to its destruction. Only the way of God is the eternal existence... Therefore, I regret to announce that the Crescent Church has withdrawn from this exchange meeting on scriptures and meanings."

The shepherds of the Space City Order finally showed off, and the images of these people disappeared.

The center of the venue was completely blank.

The host of the venue reluctantly spoke out to clean up the mess: "The speaker on the next topic is not ready yet. Before they debug the equipment, we can..."

The host paused for a moment: "Take this opportunity, let's enjoy a short video. The editing was a bit rough due to the rush of time."

The middle of the venue suddenly turned into a vast ocean.

A man with light gray hair and sailors, bare-chested, hoisted a trawl net from the sea. Next to the gray head floated his name and age: Landshin, seventy years old.

The always delicate white-faced brother lived at sea. Over time, he completely gave up on skin care. He allowed the sun to tan him and turned into a black-faced brother.

What is poured out of the trawl net is artificial seaweed created in the northwest, as well as catches attracted by the nutrients of seaweed.

These catches are clean, edible and of high quality.

Landsin turned his head and said only one sentence to the camera:

"I went to sea at the age of fifty. In twenty years, I built three boats: Chuan Yun, Gui Yun, and Treading the Waves."

He waved his hand and continued working.

The sea in the center of the site transformed into the sky.

Landschne's head floated into the air in the venue, suspended below the large close-up. You can click it to view it at any time.

A foot flew across the empty sky.

Click. The wooden board cracked.

Miss Mei~ The old lady clapped her hands: "My husband is so awesome!"

Mr. Lan showed his face and his hair was combed diagonally like a knight. He looked full of energy.

"Okay, let's stop making trouble. Xiao Ming, you are in a hurry, and Xiaomei and I are also in a hurry. I have gone to work to do community service. Look at my work number plate."

The old man projected the work ID card of the community staff in the northwest city of China. It has the name and date of birth on it.

Lan Xianyin, 2152...

A few lines of words appeared next to his head in time: Lan Xianyin, 127 years old...

You can click on the details to view his past.

A few years ago, the old man took his children to physical education and martial arts classes at a children's school. However, as he got older, the children's school did not dare to use him to teach, and only arranged a symbolic activity class for younger children once a week. He became free.

, I can only cook and eat for the old lady at home. The life is so boring that it can drive people crazy. I am forced to have no choice but to do it.

, resigned and turned into a job. Because he had a self-study certificate in law a few years ago, he was randomly sent to the city to work as a mediator in an elderly community. His main job was to chat with the elders and aunties who were decades younger than him, and to prevent them from quarreling and fighting.

The work was very fulfilling. The couple also moved to the city.

"Xiaomei, the shuttle bus is here." The old man held the old lady's little hand, "Don't be in a hurry, get on slowly."

Once this old man shows up, he is a killer.

His appearance and age are a mystery. He looks and dresses as if he is very old, but his posture and movements seem to be very young.

The venue was filled with shouts of "Holy shit!" and the atmosphere instantly boiled.

A well-educated person keeps saying "good things" in his mouth.

"Is he also a practitioner?" someone asked.

No answer.

The bun on the old man’s head is not a bun, but ordinary men in society rarely have long hair... because many people do not have enough hair due to the influence of male hormones.

With the amount of hair the old man has, the double-ringed bun worn by little maids in ancient times can be perfectly combed out. I don’t know whether it’s beautiful or not.

Someone else asked: "Who is Xiao Ming?"

Hmm...Lanze really wanted to shout the answer out loud.

The abbot of the Nanhua Tiandao Research Institute, Bai Laodao, is called Bai Quanming among laypeople. How come these people don’t know?

If his late father, Wei Hanying, who was illiterate, had not registered him as a homonym, he would have been called Bai Quanming.

The old man supported Mrs. Mei and put his daughter-in-law on the shuttle bus. He stood and watched her go. Then he turned back and waved.

His head also floated into the air and stayed next to Landsin.

There was darkness in the middle of the venue.

Then a face lifted up... This face was larger than the close-up in the sky.

It's so huge that you can't tell who it is. You can't even tell whether it's a boy or a girl. You can only see that it has good skin.

The black stuff is actually hair.

This clip... also has no one.

There are words floating on the big face: Rand Shen, seventy years old...

A hand appeared and pushed the camera away.

"Believe it? I just believe in the orbits of celestial bodies. Haha."

Rand Shen was in a happy mood, grinning sillyly at the camera.

Since leaving the earth, she has not drank at all, and has even lost the premature graying of her temples caused by depression. This makes her look younger now than she did decades ago.

Because her skin and complexion are pretty good, and she is even a little beautiful.

The whispers of the female guests were like a gentle breeze.

"I haven't put on any makeup, so I'm bare-faced!"

"Practice can make you look better!"

"Look out the window." Landeshen pushed the lens again, and the round window next to her was filled with orange.

"Do you recognize where this is? Below is Venus. The device over there is the ladder. This is the ferry boat control room. Brother Xiao Ming," Randishen's voice changed and he became indignant, "I want to sue! The Commonwealth

You are bullying us elderly people! Others take a physical test once a year, but I will take a test every three months. If I didn’t do well in the physical test, I wouldn’t be allowed to drive the ferry..."

Sure enough, no matter what the circumstances, you can live unhappy. Is this the instinct of Sister Deshen?

Her voice became quieter and quieter until it was blocked. Finally, her avatar floated up.

"So, who is Xiao Ming?" someone continued to ask.

"Age greater than 70, younger than 127?" Someone is gradually getting closer to the truth.

The host finally announced the start of the keynote speech. Normal projections of out-of-town participants began to appear in the middle of the venue.

Opening remarks, self-introduction...everything is done step by step.
Chapter completed!