Chapter 16

Just as Menghua Xianping was about to step into the hall, Jian Fengliu greeted him. Naturally, the guests are full of joy, at least the swords can't see any discord.

In a blink of an eye, it was afternoon. According to the genealogy, the swordsman came to the world at this time, that is, in the afternoon. At this time, everyone had eaten lunch, and everything was ready, and even the people of the Xilin family came one after another.

Jian Fengliu sat on the master's chair and nodded; "It's time to start."

The sword flute received the order and didn't draw the sword, let alone do anything? What the sword clan is currently going to carry out is a quasi-adult ceremony, a very simple etiquette. If it were changed to ordinary people, it would become simpler. In an ordinary family, the family took out the gift given to the party, and then the party took another one from it. Is a very simple etiquette soon completed?

But this is obviously not the case in Jimo Villa. The quasi-adult rites of the sword clan are much more complicated. First of all, the cloth crown on the head will be replaced. Although it will not become a thing like the white jade crown, it will definitely be replaced with a new cloth crown, and then a broom will be added. Of course, the swordsman must also change into new clothes at this time, dressed in snow-white, carved dragons and jade phoenixes. This dress is naturally shown by the mother of the sword clan.

Soon the most complicated one came. Etiquette is a tradition that the Chinese people have always adhered to. The coming-of-age ceremony must be salute, and the quasi-coming-age ceremony is also no exception. This is the most complicated time. The sword clan must remember the names of each elder, and must not remember it wrong. The sword clan is confident that its memory is not bad, but it is not as strong as 13. Although the sword clan has been strengthened under the cultivation of the forehead a few months ago.

For a period of time when everyone was busy, the swordsmen began to meditate there with that list. Although you can get a gift for every name you read, it's really a sword job. There are too many people in Mo Villa for no other reason.

How many people must be called by the swordsman of Jimo Villa today? The swordsman doesn't know that they really can't count, but the list in the swordsman's hand is really a little more, three pages of paper. It is conservatively estimated that there should be no more than 200 names on a piece of paper.

"The swordsman has begun." The mother of the sword clan came in and greeted the sword clan. Then the swordsman reluctantly put down the list in their hand and quickly glanced at the corner of the list. I was a little flustered. Although they have stayed in Jimo Villa for so many years, there are still many people in the swordsmen who don't even know their appearance.

"The quasi-age ceremony begins." Jian Xiao shouted, and the people in the hall immediately held their breath and looked at the Soege swordsmen in the center of the hall.

The swordsman came to the ancestral position with the leader of the master of ceremonies and first saluted those solemn ancestral positions. Then he followed the master of ceremonies to start the most horrible activity of the day.

Who is the first one? The swordsman can guess with their eyes closed. The sword is in charge, and the owner of the lonely mountain villa is the first person to visit the sword clan.

"The Soege swordsmen visited their grandfather. Please say good to my grandfather."

Jian Fengliu smiled, and naturally there was no need for his grandson to be embarrassed. Jian Fengliu took out a bamboo slip from his arms and handed it to Jianxiao's hand, and then the master of ceremonies took it over and handed it to the swordsman. The swordsman was stunned, Zhu Jian? This is really an antique in the subcontinent. This thing looks at the whole subcontinent, and it is also something from 900 years ago.

Naturally, the swordsman can't understand what the sword style gave themselves a bamboo slip. At this time, there is no time to think about it, so I can only walk towards my mother under the leadership of the master of ceremonies.

A long box was handed to the swordsman, which was the first feeling of the swordsman. At the same time, the swordsmen clearly felt a true air flowing from their bodies. True anger? What's going on?

"Good boy, go on. When you don't remember who to call, I'll mention you." A voice reached the ears of the swordsman, which made the swordsman very confused. He looked up and didn't find anyone talking to him. At that time, the sword clan naturally did not know that this was an internal skill. This was a later story, but it was said that at that time, the sword clan walked towards the third with a bamboo slip in one hand.

I have to say that the swordsman's memory is not bad, and many people can be famous. Who is this, who is that? What should I call myself? The sword clan has done all these things in place. In a short time, there are a lot of things in the hands of the sword clan. The sword clan can never hold it. The only relief is that others have helped me in this matter. Several servants came up to help the sword clan carry these complicated things. .

"This is,,,,." The sword clan's heart thumped, and he didn't know who the person in front of him was for a moment. For a very simple reason, the sword clan had never seen this person at Jimo Villa, and this person had never been mentioned by others. The swordsman suddenly saw that the person in front of him looked ordinary, and even the clothes on his body were also very common coarse linen.

As soon as the sword clan did not speak, the people in the hall began to whisper. Everyone was talking about who fell to the ground in front of the sword clan, and the sword clan did find a very serious problem. From everyone's words, it seemed that no one knew the person in front of them. Naturally, when such a thing happened, we can't blame the Soege sword clan. Jian Xiao stood up first; "Who are you?"

The swordsman carefully looked at the person in front of him. His white hair looked old, and he was covered with sackcloth trousers, which looked extremely simple. There is a very familiar feeling, but the sword clan can't be sure what?

"Don't pay attention, keep going." A voice came to the ears of the swordsman, and the swordsman remembered afterwards that the voice should have come from the swordsmanship.

At that time, the sword clan did not understand why he ignored others and continued to walk. Although he did not understand, the sword clan could only follow it, and the steps under his feet did not move according to his own will. There will be no such supernatural event again. Of course, there are some people whose names can't be called, but there are secret words of swordsmanship. Naturally, it is not too difficult for the sword clan to call out who is called.

All people's moods were ignored by the swordsman, and the topic all shifted to the old man who appeared inexplicably. And the only question is who is the old man? The sword clan himself did not know, because fundamentally, he did not know that person at all, and the sword clan's forehead was also very strange, because as the sword clan ended one by one, the old man mysteriously disappeared.

"Father, who do you think that old man will be?" A relatively beautiful young man is humane to a middle-aged man.

Xilinjun shook his head; "I don't know, we don't need to care, that is, there are so many people in Mo Villa, and there are not many people we can't name. You should seize the time to practice your martial arts." Xi Linjun told his son.

Xilin Zhan looked disdainful; "Is it just that waste? Even when he becomes an adult at the age of 18, I can beat him all over the ground.

,,,,,,,,

"Who did you say was the person just now?"

The mother of the sword clan shook her head; "Let's go back first. Come back to the banquet later."

"I have a very familiar feeling." Meng Hua Xianping muttered a few times and said affirmatively.

"A very familiar feeling?" It was Jian Xiao who answered. The old man just now, Jian Xiao also saw it, but Jian Xiao did not know who the other party was; "Do you have any old monsters in your royal that are not dead?"

Menghua Xianping rolled his eyes. Although he always knew that Jian Xiao's speech was relatively big, whether the Menghua family had hidden some masters, but Menghua Xianping really didn't know. But now listening to the meaning of Jian Xiao, it seems that he doesn't know it himself.

Menghua Xianping; "Don't you have that familiar feeling?"

Jian Xiao shook his head: "No?"

"I don't have either." This is said by Dugu picking flowers. Deep Blue knows this person better. At that moment, he flew over and said, "You are not an important person. What image can you have?" After saying that, Deep Blue looked at the Soe Swordsman; "Brother So, I think that old man should be a tall man. Maybe some very old martial arts masters in your family still exist at this time.

"Is it my uncle?" To make this guess is to cast a sword and Wanrong.

The mother of the sword clan is now a chestnut knocking over. Is your uncle so old?"

Everyone suddenly laughed. The big guys have never seen the father of the sword clan. Only the sword woman and the sword flute have seen it. It is said that the length is not much different from the sword flute, and their personalities are different. At the age of Jian Xiao, he naturally can't get along with the white-haired old man.

Deep blue: "Didn't you notice how he disappeared at that time?"

Jian Xiao nodded; "I caught up, but it's a pity that I just turned a corner and disappeared. It's right at the ancestral hall.

"The ancestral hall? Isn't there a pile of rankings there?" Zhu Jian Wanrong also knows about Jimo Villa. Know where the ancestral hall is.

"Why don't we go and have a look?" I can't wait to be lively. Who would have thought that the same chestnut would be knocked down. This knocking on Dugu picking flowers is indeed none other than that. At this time, Jian Fengliu stood behind Dugu picking flowers.

Dugu picked flowers and spit out his tongue. He honestly called "Master."

"Grandfather, why are you here?" The swordsman felt a little surprised. Their grandfather basically didn't go down the mountain. He drank in the hall and watched those bottles come down from the mountain every day.

"Let's talk about it in your room." The sword style is not wordy, and the steps under his feet are fragmented, and even flexible. In a flash, it has disappeared without a trace.

"It's so fast." Jian Xiao praised it.

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