Son, Put Your Father To The Test Chapter 67: Eldest Prince Yang Qitian!
The conversation between Qin Chuan and Nan Wang Yang Tu gradually attracted the attention of many people, and even secretly caused an uproar!
The people who heard it the first time were shocked, but out of consideration for King Nan's face, they didn't dare to speak out.
So, I could only silently pat the shoulder of the partner beside me, and let the man next to me see what was being said here.
So, everyone patted their shoulders one by one, and passed on from person to person. Gradually, everyone discovered that something was wrong here...
My God!
It's crazy that King Nan is called Elder Qin Chuan, Uncle Shi. Elder Qin Chuan looks younger than King Nan.
Everyone was shocked, but still shocked.
However, no one spoke out, and everyone knew what to do, as if they didn't know anything...
Those who can participate in this Spring Thunder Conference are not simple people. They naturally understand what is called "audience self-cultivation", and they are almost impeccable in the world.
However, through this episode, many people who didn't know Qin Chuan quickly got to know him.
They all have an idea in their hearts - this person is not simple!
"The eldest prince is here!!"
At this time, a voice like the voice of a male duck sounded, and then, the sky thundered.
"Boom! Boom!"
Everyone looked up and saw that there were three unruly white horses surrounded by lightning, pulling a majestic chariot through the air. The horseshoes stepped on the void and shot out a strong thunder light, shining in all directions!
On the chariot, a young man in a golden dragon robe with four claws stood with his hands behind his back, looking down.
On the left side of this young man is an old **** wearing a bright red python robe, commonly known as Diaosi, and on the right side is a maidservant holding a long sword.
Behind them stood three burly middle-aged men, standing like four big mountains, unfathomable.
"Old Liu Qingshan, on behalf of Fenglei Valley, welcome the First Prince! First Prince, this way please."
The Great Elder of Fenglei Valley rose into the air, bowed to the young man on the chariot, and said politely.
What he worshiped was not the eldest prince, but the royal family! The Nine Suns Dynasty is ultimately the royal family.
"Yeah."
The eldest prince Yang Qitian nodded lightly, his eyes swept across the crowd below, and then landed on the ground with a few followers.
Soon, under the guidance of Fengleigu's senior management, everyone came to the square where the Chunlei fruit tree grew.
The huge square is made of stone blocks two meters long and one meter wide, and looks like countless concentric circles nestled together.
And the center of these countless concentric circles is a big tree with a canopy covering a radius of 100 meters.
This big tree is extremely emerald green, with many silver-white fruits hanging on it. When the breeze blows through the big tree, and each fruit collides with each other, it makes a crisp sound like a wind chime, and there is a flash of thunder!
This is the Chunlei fruit tree!
"Elder Qin Chuan, this way please."
The Fengleigu elder who received Qin Chuan took Qin Chuan to the attic not far away, and said as he walked, "Let the young people communicate by themselves. It's better for us older generation to sit on the sidelines."
"Okay."
Qin Chuan nodded with a smile.
He found that not only him, but also the older generations of powerhouses from other sects or families had been invited to the attic around Chunlei Square.
These attics are high and low, with elegant scenery, and some are even built on rockery, with a very wide perspective.
On the square, there are also a large number of yellow futons, densely packed, which are naturally for young people to sit on.
These young heroes from all over the dynasty sat on futons, and they all sat in a circle, surrounding the Chunlei fruit tree.
"Everyone here is the leader of the younger generation of the Nine Suns Dynasty. Gathering in Fenglei Valley today has given us enough face in Fenglei Valley. I thank you in advance."
An old man stood under the tree and said with a smile: "For this reason, everyone who comes here today will get a spring thunder fruit."
Wow!
After finishing speaking, he waved his right hand, and thousands of silver-white fruits appeared out of thin air, scattering in all directions.
"Ding Ding Ding!"
"Ding Ding Ding!"
When some fruits touched in the air, they immediately made a crisp and pleasant sound, like ceramics colliding, and there was a flash of thunder.
Under the guidance of the spirit power, these spring thunder fruits accurately landed in front of everyone, suspended.
"Thank you!"
"Elder Xu is polite!"
"The atmosphere of Wind and Thunder Valley."
Everyone smiled and thanked, and then carefully accepted the fruit in front of them, their hearts' favor for Fengleigu increased greatly.
Immediately afterwards, the old man continued: "Although the Spring Thunder Fruit is not a rare item, the quantity is limited after all, and we in Fenglei Valley can only give one to each person."
"If you want more spring thunder fruits, you can only get them through competition."
He paused, and said: "This competition is divided into two parts, the first one is to sit and talk."
"The so-called sitting and discussing the Tao means that everyone speaks freely and expresses their own opinions on the road of martial arts, so as to inspire others, and the ten people who inspire everyone the most will be rewarded."
"As for how to select these ten people, I believe that everyone here is a person with a clear mind and will not deceive themselves or others."
"Now... the discussion begins!"
After the old man finished speaking, he floated up and left Chunlei Square, leaving all the space for the young people.
Suddenly, the square became quiet.
Thousands of young people sat in a circle around the Chunlei tree, looking at each other, and no one made a sound for a long time.
"Let me go first."
Finally, a man stood up, and he bowed his hands to the crowd, and said, "My lord, Huang Silang, I would like to express a little opinion."
"I think the most important thing in cultivation is to cultivate the heart. A strong Dao heart can cross the sea of suffering and finally reach the peak. For example, the former Qiye Martial Emperor relied on a rock-solid Dao heart... "
The man started talking incessantly.
But after speaking, there was no applause, and everyone around them almost fell asleep, and some even smiled disdainfully and fell back tactically.
Although they didn't know the term "Chicken Soup for the Soul", they all scoffed at the theory of Dao Xin. The main crux of the problem is that-you sound so nice, but the question is... how to do it?
You don't know what to do?
If you said it, you didn't say it!
And here, Huang Silang finally made a start, and after that, the others began to speak forever.
It even developed into a debate later!
Before saying a few words, some people were refuted by the crowd, and retreated red-faced, while some stood in the middle of the crowd, full of spirits~IndoMTL.com~Talk of words to visit the heroes, what they said often caused deep thinking... ...
And as the debate became more and more intense, the originally neat formation began to become chaotic, because some people kept getting up angrily and went to debate, and some people kept losing and retreating to their seats.
And when many people came back, they found that their seat was taken by someone else, so they took someone else's seat casually.
In this way, it will be completely chaotic, with people constantly coming and going, and everyone sitting around.
Anyway, every futon is the same.
And these people who express their opinions and fight with others may not be the best geniuses.
People who are proud of their true self-confidence disdain to go up. They are silently proud. Although they scoff at other people's opinions, they don't bother to refute anything, they just watch the show silently.
For example, the great prince Yang Qitian.
For example, Qin Zi.
For example, some hidden monsters...
"The little girl, Liu Rushuang, met the eldest prince."
At this time, a beautiful young girl in a long white dress came to the First Prince and bowed gracefully.
Yang Qitian looked up, and found that the young girl's eyes were full of undisguised admiration and shyness, and suddenly lost interest.
He has always dismissed this kind of women who take the initiative to post, but it is the kind of women who turn a blind eye to him, which makes him...
Thinking of this, he subconsciously glanced at the girl not far away. The girl sat quietly on the futon, listening to the debate seriously, as if she wanted to write down all the useful things.
Hard-working, but a little dumb.
"Huh?"
Following Yang Qitian's gaze, Liu Rushuang also saw the girl from the Seventh Martial Sect, and immediately frowned.