"Oh," said white beard, squinting at Kanji Zada, "so, Zada, do you want to be my son? I''m looking forward to it."


    Sakata Gangji choked, quickly shook his head, and an embarrassed smile appeared on his face, "ha ha... I don''t have this idea for the time being. Old man... You continue."


    "So," white beard spread out his palm and his voice was as low as ever, "it''s not no, but everyone doesn''t want to."


    "Young people in Parliament want to be my son... I have no opinion."


    "Old man." one side glanced at his white beard, but his inner mood was also very complex. If he had just awakened to vector control and entered this Council when he was most helpless... Maybe it is really possible to recognize white beard as a father.


    But now, this is absolutely impossible.


    "Miss Athena, don''t be in a hurry to refuse," said poison island''s Yazi gently, seeing the resistance on Jiecheng''s face. "Dad likes to take care of people very much, because you are in a difficult situation... That''s why he sent out the invitation."


    "When I first recognized him as my father, I was not used to it... But later, he carefully taught me domineering and swordsmanship, and even tried to find the legendary fruit, vampire fruit for me."


    "I am very grateful to him... And I recognize from my heart that he is my father."


    "Of course," the poison Island child smiled dumbly, "I''m not persuading you, but just want to say... When you know white beard enough, tell him today''s answer."


    Jiecheng tomorrow Nai looks serious and stares at poison Island Yazi, but poison Island Yazi is shrouded in fog. Jiecheng tomorrow Nai can''t see her specific look.


    After a short silence, Jiecheng Chennai whispered, "I know."


    Zhang Sanfeng suddenly thought of something and smiled at the corner. "A Xing, why don''t you speak now? You can''t be silent if you want to integrate into the parliament."


    "But," a Xing opened his mouth and showed bitterness on his face, "I don''t know what I should say. You are all strong people, rich people, or emperors, the heads of top aristocratic families in the old imperial dynasty..."


    "Even if I have practiced the Tathagata palm, it''s nothing to face you, not to mention that now I''m just a thief."


    A Xing has a clear understanding of himself, so he feels particularly inferior after knowing the identity of these people in front of him.


    "Stupid." Song Mian spewed out two words without expression.


    "Indeed," Jiu Jianxian nodded deeply. He touched the wine gourd around his waist to quench his thirst and said absently, "in the fog Council... The most widely recognized identity is the Council member. What rich man, what Emperor... Those identities are nothing in front of the Council member."


    "Everyone is equal... You see, even Ying Zheng, who is opposite, never uses words like me or widows in Parliament. Be confident and casual... Don''t be afraid. Who annoys you or doesn''t like you? The day of the decisive battle is coming."


    Ying Zheng''s eyebrows jumped twice, but he didn''t speak. Because what jiujianxian said is the truth.


    Elia looked at jiujianxian strangely and wanted to stop talking. I don''t know whether jiujianxian is free and easy or thorough.


    "Boy," said Yu Zhibo suddenly, "are you going to join the axe gang?"


    "I''ll join the fart," a Xing scolded in a low voice. "I''ll go to the rent-a-bag lady and learn from the teacher."


    "Hey, hey," Huang Rong looked at a Xing speechless. "There is a martial arts master in the Council. If you don''t worship the master of Dao, you have to find that God carving Xia? What do you think?"


    "Can you do this?" a Xing was very stunned.


    "Well, I''ll teach you some basic martial arts concepts," Zhang Sanfeng said, rubbing his gray beard. "You''re a martial arts genius. You''re born with hundreds of channels... You have unimaginable potential in your body."


    "I teach you... How to guide these potentials."


    Zhang Sanfeng knows very well. Although a Xing doesn''t seem to have much strength, it''s mainly because he hasn''t realized it yet.


    A Xing is indeed a grandmaster.


    In this case, if he teaches his Taiji Heart Sutra, there is likely to be a lack of song... That is, the parliament will have one more martial arts master and one less martial arts master in the future.


    Zhang Sanfeng has always been good at teaching with talents. Needless to say, Huang Rong... Practice with him honestly. It''s good to practice honestly now... Expect her to create her own way? It''s impossible.


    But song que is different from a Xing. They are either masters who have formed their own gullies, or Tianzong wizards. As long as they understand, they can go straight to that realm... The martial arts masters identified by Zhang Sanfeng have never been strength, but mood and vision.


    "OK." a Xing patted the armrest excitedly, "then I''ll worship you as my teacher... The legendary Wudang founder Zhang Sanfeng. If Wudang Mountain can recognize me, wouldn''t I be their ancestor level?"


    Zhang Sanfeng looked at a Xing in tears and laughter. How can people recognize you in your world?


    "Don''t be angry, sir," said a Xing. He couldn''t see Zhang Sanfeng''s face. He could only see his eyes projected on him. He thought wrongly and apologized quickly. "In fact, I won''t go to Wudang Mountain... I killed the axe gang and finally became the sect leader after I had achieved great success in martial arts."


    "Poof, cough." Huang Rong choked directly. After a long time, she calmed down. She looked at a Xing subtly. "Old man Zhang in front of you won''t be angry, but this one behind you... EH."


    "You have no ambition?" Tony Stark looked at a Xing speechlessly. "Be a black gang leader, learn from me... Be the richest man in the world first."


    "Do you have any misunderstanding about the gang leader?" Conan glanced. "Think about the pengglie family behind Kanda Gangji."


    Sakata Gangji''s eyelids beat. What does this have to do with him? Tony Stark stopped talking, and the power of the pengglie family did bear a terrible sound.


    "It has fully proved a truth," said poison island''s Yazi youyou. "No matter what field you reach the peak, you can shock the world."


    On a chair, a fog suddenly rose, and Xiao Zhi''s figure appeared. He laughed, "ha ha..."


    No one spoke in the fog hall. Most people turned their heads and looked at Xiao Zhi strangely.


    Feeling that the atmosphere was not right, Xiao Zhi''s voice gradually became lower. He carefully looked at the people on the scene, "what happened to you?"


    "No, we should ask you this question." Ying Zheng said expressionless.


    Speaking of this, Xiao Zhi''s eyes lit up for a moment and said excitedly, "everyone... You know, I''m participating in the Magic Baby competition these days. I''ve reached the final, and tomorrow... Is the championship."