Today, Lin fan is drinking osmanthus wine and leaning on the eaves to see the waning moon in the sky.


    He was thinking that even the world was fake, so the bright moon seen by Le Yao was not the same round as him.


    Thinking like this, I was already slightly drunk.


    dawn.


    "I want to go back." Wujian said this directly after finding Lin fan.


    Lin Fan said with a smile, "our brothers are unnecessary."


    Wujian raised his eyebrow: "I think it''s very necessary. I want the whole Jiansheng palace to celebrate. I want me to command all practitioners and civilians in the territory and drink happily for three days."


    "It''s up to you." Lin Fan didn''t say anything more.


    This is the intention of Wujian.


    The goddess of heaven also offered to say goodbye. This time, she will replace her parents and lead the tianque palace to congratulate them in person.


    The next relegated immortals, Li Guang and others, also said goodbye.


    Lin Fan didn''t ask to stay. Anyway, I''ll see you in three days.


    After Li Guang and others said goodbye to Lin fan, Lin Fan was idle and tried his best to guide Xiaowu''s practice.


    The outside world has long been a tumultuous uproar.


    Just because, three days later, Lin Fan''s grand ceremony will open. At that time, who dares not to come to the whole world?


    Therefore, all forces are preparing generous gifts to come to the audience.


    You know, sometimes the hermit family will not be born for hundreds of years. Even if there are occasional people walking outside, they are all anonymous and low-key to the extreme.


    Even, some practitioners unanimously doubt whether the hermit family is a fictional existence. In fact, it doesn''t exist in the world at all.


    Therefore, the grand ceremony was held, which made the practitioners'' world boiling.


    Throughout ancient history, there has never been a precedent for a person with a foreign surname to become the head of the hidden race. Lin fan is the only one.


    Who doesn''t want to enjoy the style of the hidden family?


    Who doesn''t want to see what Lin fan, who is now praised as a myth by people all over the world, is like?


    At this time, the price of all the rare treasures in the world has at least doubled, and even the supply is still in short supply. The Honglian chamber of Commerce controlled by the Luo Protoss takes this opportunity to collect and scrape how much wealth.


    However, different from the disturbance of the outside world, the forces such as the Confucian gate hall and the spirit snake hall are in absolute fear.


    Since they participated in the fight between Qingshan and Wujian, but finally lost, they haven''t lived in peace for a day.


    Even the strong ones of these Temple level forces are afraid to be calm. They are worried that Lin fan will lead a large army to kill them at any time.


    Therefore, the leaders of these Temple level forces disappeared in a short time. They seem to be too old. You know, the realm of virtual Dharma is almost not old.


    "What do you do? What does he mean? If you want to settle accounts, you can come directly. It''s life or death. We''ll fight to death, but at this time, it''s too painful." the Lord of the spirit snake hall was opening his mouth.


    He was in a trance and had big dark circles under his eyes.


    "That''s right. What does Lin Fan mean? Kill or scrape directly. He doesn''t care about us like this. It makes me nervous and uneasy all day."


    The head of the Confucian temple also opened his mouth, and his face was black.


    "This is to let us wait for the approaching of death. Do you want us to taste such despair? Just like the pigs who know that they will be slaughtered but do not know the time of death." the Lord of the Hehuan hall opened his mouth, and his body trembled because of anger and fear.


    "I think our three palaces and twelve palaces have stood in the endless sea for thousands of generations. No one has ever made us such a palace level force so unbearable."


    "It''s just a young man who has stabilized the twelve halls. In the past, if someone spoke like this, I would kill him directly, but it turned out to be true at this time!"


    "Hey..."


    People continued to sigh. Finally, the master of the Confucian temple said, "three days later, it is his inauguration ceremony. How do you choose?"


    "What''s the meaning of how to choose?" the spirit snake points to the light like a poisonous snake in the Lord''s eyes: "the grand ceremony, people all over the world gather together, and so on. Should we, the hall Lord, kneel down on his knee and beg for mercy and apology? If we do that, how can we save our face?"


    "But if you don''t go, will Lin fan, who already has deep resentment against us, think that we are still dissatisfied with him, hatred and killing?" the master of the Confucian temple frowned.


    "Hey... I think it''s better to lose face than lose your life if you want to go. This time is different from the past. If Lin Fan wants to kill us, he doesn''t have to do it himself. Just say it at will. Naturally, thousands of forces in the world wave butcher knives at us." the leader of Qingxiao hall opened his mouth.


    "Indeed, we don''t advise those who don''t want to go, but I''ll go later." another hall Lord opened his mouth.


    "Hateful!"


    With a bang, the Lord of the spirit snake hall smashed the stone table in front of him: "that little bastard, the invitation hasn''t been sent. What does that mean? Is it to force us to take the initiative to show weakness and surrender? I won''t go!"


    "Hehe, are you persecuted by others? There are many forces in the world. There are too many senior celebrities. Lin Fan hasn''t sent any invitation. If he wants to go, he doesn''t want to go. He doesn''t force it. The reason why you think he''s persecuting is because of you. You''re worried and you''re afraid. Why do you say so much?"


    The Lord of the spirit snake hall flashed a cold light in his eyes: "shake the Lord of the mountain hall, speak politely!"


    "Be polite? Am I talking nonsense? If you really don''t want to go, what are you doing at this banquet? Why is this banquet held? You don''t know?" the Lord of shaking mountain hall sneered.


    "You have a good relationship with the Lord of the demon god palace. It is said that at this time, the Lord of the demon god palace, Mo Qing, is only Lin Fan''s dog. Of course, you don''t have to consider this relationship, but don''t you think you lose your share? Your Lord is just Lin Fan''s dog. What are you? Son of a bitch?" the Lord of the spirit snake hall sneered back.


    The Lord of shaking mountain hall looked cold and then laughed: "it''s ridiculous. Even if I''m a son of a bitch, what about you? I can''t even be a dog of others. What''s that?"


    "Pa!"


    The Lord of the shaking mountain hall slapped the Lord of the spirit snake hall on the face!


    It was so clear and loud that no one could think that he would slap the Lord of the spirit snake hall. Even the Lord of the spirit snake hall was drawn into a circle.


    The Lord of the shaking mountain hall laughed: "at this time, it is me, a son of a bitch, who is slapping your spirit snake hall with the power of my master. Dare you touch me?"


    "Roar..."


    The Lord of the spirit snake hall roared angrily. As a result, the Lord of the mountain shaking hall slapped me again: "what''s the ghost howling? Dare you touch me? Yes, I''m a son of a bitch. I admit, this son of a bitch, I should be willing, just because this son of a bitch''s identity can make me smoke you as much as I want. Don''t you agree?"


    He directly pointed to the eyebrows of the master of the spirit snake Hall: "as long as you dare say one more word, I will directly crush the jade slips of the master of the magic engine palace. Then I''ll see how you die!"