My disciple is Sun Wukong

Chapter 391
[394] Missions from both countries arrive

Why should the deity kneel down to him?

Ye Xuan's eyes froze, unmoved.

However, everyone else jumped and looked at Ye Xuan angrily.

This is what you asked for!Ye Xuan stepped forward and bowed slightly, but before his knees were even bent, a terrifying scene happened.

The whole Fuxi Mausoleum trembled violently, and a puff of green smoke rose from the mound!
Fuck!Patriarch Fuxi was angry.

But when Ye Xuan stood up straight again, all these chaos disappeared immediately.

Everyone wiped off their cold sweat and let out a long sigh of relief.

Grand Master Jiang pointed at Ye Xuan and reprimanded: "Fuxi Patriarch is already angry, why don't you hurry up and get off."

"That's right, hurry up and apologize to Patriarch Fuxi."

"Quickly kneel down and apologize, and beg Fuxi's forgiveness." Everyone around shouted and cursed.

Only Zhang Peiran took a deep breath of cold air and looked at Ye Xuan solemnly.

Ye Xuan's legs bent slightly again!
Suddenly, the earth shook and the mountains shook, thick black smoke billowed from the mausoleum.

It seems that the landslides and the ground will crack at any time.

Grand Master Jiang and the others shrank into a ball in fright, their faces pale.

Ye Xuan stood up straight, and all the chaos disappeared again.

This time, Zhang Peiran saw it for real, and he gasped.God!What is this young man's background?
Grand Master Jiang didn't believe in evil. After standing still, he pointed at Ye Xuan and reprimanded him:

"Did you see, it is because of you that Emperor Fuxi is so angry, I punish you to kneel here for three days and three nights to apologize to Emperor Fuxi!"

As soon as he finished speaking, Zhang Peiran rushed over suddenly, kicked Grand Master Jiang to the ground, and then beat him violently!

Everyone around is dumbfounded?
Your sister, is this still an old fairy?

What about the agreed-upon worldly expert, immortal style?
It is obvious that Ye Xuan disrespected his ancestors, why did he beat Grand Master Jiang violently!
A capital question mark appeared on everyone's forehead.

Ye Xuan smiled slightly: "Do you still want to worship?"

"I won't worship, I won't worship. Laymen are not mortals. Ancestor Fuxi can't bear a layman's worship." Zhang Peiran stopped his movements and hastily stopped him.

Ye Xuan smiled without saying a word.

He is a holy master of the human race, and Fuxi is one of his registered disciples, how can he bear his worship?
Zhang Peiran breathed a sigh of relief, and quickly announced: "This is the end of worshiping Fuxi Mausoleum!"

It seemed that he was afraid that Ye Xuan would worship again.

After speaking, he sat down on the futon beside him and stopped talking to everyone.

Grand Master Jiang stood up in embarrassment. Although he was beaten violently, he felt resentment in his heart, but he didn't dare to show it. While rubbing his swollen face, he announced:
"Okay, next is the Wen Dao event, everyone take your seats one by one."

……

A banquet was held in front of Fuxi's mausoleum, and all the students took their seats one by one.

Talented scholars who had been invited from all over the world to participate in the Wendao event also walked in at this time and took their seats one after another.

The disciples of the Tai Chi School presented Xuanzhen Dao tea, which is a specialty of Xiaobuzhou Mountain.

Soon, the fragrance of the tea was poured out, and everyone drank the tea one after another and praised it constantly.

Suddenly, a breeze blows, and a strange fragrance is mixed in the air, covering up the fragrance of tea, which makes people startled?
"What's the smell? It smells so good?"

"It's strange that this smell can make people think quickly and have a very clear mind."

"That's right, it's like taking a stimulant?"

Zhang Peiran was sitting in the first seat, he also smelled the fragrance, and looked at Lu Tianyi inquiringly.

Lu Tianyi shook his head, obviously he didn't know how there was such a scent.

However, although Zhang Peiran was puzzled, he knew what kind of fragrance it was, stood up and said to everyone: "Everyone, please be safe and don't be impatient, this is the smell of East China Sea shark pearl. Maybe some disciples in the audience knew that there was a literary and Dao event here, so they specially lit it. Yes."

"This East Sea shark bead can lift people's spirits and help them display their talents and learning."

So this is ah!

Everyone suddenly realized, secretly thinking that the Tai Chi School has intentions.

Many students inhaled deeply, their faces full of intoxication.

At this moment, Daotong's crisp voice suddenly came from the door:

"The missions from Han and North Korea are here together."

cold country?

North Korea?
These are small countries around the Huawu Empire, places the size of flies, why did they suddenly come here?
However, this Wendao event does not stipulate that only domestic people can participate, it is open to the whole world, and the surrounding countries, including the cold country, the North Korean country, the Nanyue country, and the Dongying country are all deeply loved by the Dahua country. Influenced by culture, many times they even shamelessly say that the culture of Huaguo belongs to their own country, which can be described as extremely shameless.

"Mr. Liu Mang, son-in-law of the Han Dynasty, led the Han Country Cultural Society!"

"Mr. Fan Jian, the son-in-law of the North Korean royal family, led the North Korean Cultural Society!"

Following the crisp voice of Daotong, two teams in national costumes walked over with their chests up and their heads held high.

A guest from afar!

The Huawu Empire has always been a state of etiquette.

Although Han Country and North Korea are small countries the size of a sesame seed, members of the royal family of other countries personally lead the members of the Cultural Society to participate in the Wen Dao event, and the face that should be given is still to be given.

The Eighth Sage King immediately stood up and greeted him personally.

Liu Mang and Fan Jian were a little flattered to see the Eight Sage Kings greet them in person, and at the same time they were overjoyed.

They didn't expect to meet the Eight Sage Kings here. They have been planning here for more than a year. According to the news they got, the most important official who presided over the Wendao event this time should be Taishi Jiang. They didn't expect that there would be the Eight Kings.

Both of them had sinister smiles on their faces at the same time.

After the three exchanged pleasantries for a while.

Liu Mang and Fan Jian led the members of the cultural associations of the two countries to the altar of Fuxi Mausoleum. Although they were not Chinese, according to the etiquette, they should pay homage to Fuxi the Great.

However, they only bent slightly.

Everyone in the audience didn't say anything. After all, he was not a descendant of the Hua Kingdom. It was considered a way of saving face by bending over to pay respects. It is also a normal etiquette in this world.

Just when Liu Mang, Fan Jian and others were about to come down.

Ye Xuan was not happy anymore, he stood up abruptly, with a chill on his face:

"Since it's paying homage to Emperor Fuxi, can you just bend down? Kneel down and kowtow nine times to me immediately."

When the voice fell to the ground, the atmosphere at the scene froze.

"Little brother, you must have made a mistake, right?" Liu Mang looked at Ye Xuan strangely:

"According to international practice, we only need to bow and pay tribute."

"What kind of bullshit international practice, since you come to Fuxi Mausoleum, you have to kneel down and salute."

Ye Xuan said coldly, he may not bow down to Fuxi, but he will never allow others to be disrespectful to Fuxi.

"I said you are sick. What are you? The Eight Wise Kings didn't say anything. It's your turn to speak out loud?" Fan Jian cursed angrily.

Ye Xuan jumped onto the altar, and in an instant he came in front of the two, raised his leg and kicked out two kicks, and the two immediately knelt down on the ground, howling.

(End of this chapter)