That calm and lofty voice came from Mrs. Mu.
As the queen of the demon clan and the only remaining saint, she has unimaginable prestige in Baidi City, but even for her, it is very difficult to turn a demon clan into a guest, and it is very likely to incur extremely strong reactions. Opposition voices.
The big figures of the monster race in the temple have more power than the ordinary people in front of the imperial city, and naturally they also have more ideas.
It's just that the mountain-like figure at the farthest side remained silent, eyes closed and silent, as if he hadn't heard any accusations against the young man wearing a hat, nor Mrs. Mu's words that he is a guest from afar. So the whole stone palace was much quieter than expected.
Quietness often means depression. The atmosphere in the stone hall is very tense. The patriarchs, ministers and demon generals in the presbytery either looked at each other meaningfully, or stared at the ground in front of their feet in silence, or squinted their eyes. Waiting for the arrival of the young man wearing a hat.
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The demon hall is at the top of the imperial city. There is a large stone platform in front of the hall, and a pear tree is planted on the edge of the stone platform. Outside the pear tree is a long stone railing. Standing on the railing, you can look down at the streets and alleys in Baidi City and the turbid waves in the Red River. You can even see the sky trees in the mountains hundreds of miles away.
This is the famous Imperial City Observation Deck.
Those who are qualified to stand here are not looking at the scenery, but looking at the mountains, or the world.
The young man wearing a hat went to the viewing platform, stood under the pear tree, and looked at the monster hall made of huge stones, but he didn't intend to go in.
There were a lot of wind sounds from that stone palace, and there were a lot of breathing sounds faintly in the wind sounds, as well as inner voices that did not appear.
After an unknown amount of time, a real voice finally sounded in the stone hall. It was the prince of the demon court who spoke. This big man from the Deer Clan has always kept a low profile, but for some reason today, he took the lead in asking questions.
"Your Excellency came all the way from Xuelao City, why don't you know?"
The young man wearing a hat said, "Of course I'm here to participate in the selection ceremony."
The voice of the patriarch of the carp clan sounded, gloomy and cold, like a mountain spring in the depths of winter: "Do you want to marry His Royal Highness Luoluo?"
The young man wearing a hat responded indifferently: "Yes, I have always admired the noble princess Her Royal Highness, so I came here specially to participate in the selection ceremony. This is not prohibited."
The carp patriarch's voice was even colder, and he said, "Do you think a demon has this qualification?"
The young man wearing a hat said calmly: "The sky is fair. I passed the test of the ancestors yesterday, so I should be qualified."
The hall was quiet for a while. The great figures of the Yaozu didn't know how to respond to this sentence. Many people saw the movement in that mountain with their own eyes yesterday, and afterwards the high priest confirmed that the young man wearing the hat had passed the test of the ancestral spirit. According to the tradition of the Yaozu, no matter where the young man wearing the hat came from , should now be regarded as the blood of the monster clan, but...
The voice of the patriarch of the carp clan was still so indifferent, but it was less cold than before: "Even if you have passed the test of the sky tree wild fire and the test of the ancestral spirit, and even won the victory of the selection ceremony, but After all, you are from the demon clan, how can you marry the princess of our clan?"
The voice of the grandfather of the deer tribe rang again: "Yes, this kind of thing has never happened before, it is too ridiculous."
"No." The young man wearing a hat said calmly, "This kind of thing has happened many times in history."
Hearing these words, the stone palace suddenly became a little noisy. In the long history, there were indeed many princesses of the Yaozu who married far away in Xuelaocheng, especially two thousand years ago, but that was not a good story, but a history of humiliation of the Yaozu. Several patriarchs and demon generals stood up and watched Outside the hall, there was a swearing, and two violent tempered men drew out their knives and axes to hack the young man in the hat to death.
Amidst the chaos, a voice suddenly sounded.
That voice was extremely low, echoing and buzzing in the empty stone hall.
The scolding and discussion disappeared, and the two demon generals holding knives and axes stopped in their tracks.
Because this voice came from the Great Elder, the second most powerful leader of the Xiang clan in the Monster Clan today.
"What do you want to do?"
The disappearance of scolding and discussion, and the stop of the two demon generals, is a respect for the patriarch of the Xiang clan.
But for big figures such as the patriarch of the gentry clan and the patriarch of the bear clan, their silence is more meaningful.
Last night, with hints from the West Wilderness Palace and the help of certain forces, they had vaguely found something, or guessed something.
The truth is still in the mist of the mountains and has not been fully revealed, but the patriarch of the Xiang clan should already know the identity of the young man wearing the hat. If so, why did he ask the young man's true purpose? what does that mean
Pushing forward from this, there seems to be something wrong with the words of the Lu clan's grandpa and the carp clan's chief.
They seem to be blaming and embarrassing the young man from Xuelaocheng, but in fact they are giving the young man a chance to explain, and through these conversations, they successfully dispelled the consequences of the incident. shock and anger.
The patriarch of the gentry clan and the patriarch of the bear clan looked at each other, seeing the shock and fear in each other's eyes.
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The voice of the head of the Xiang clan came from the stone hall to the viewing platform.
His voice was like an ancient bell, as if it contained infinite power, even if it didn't really manifest as power, it still brought a gust of wind.
In the middle of winter, the pear tree on the viewing platform is full of flowers.
As the strong wind blew, the white flowers rustled down, landed on the hat, and also fell on his shoulders.
The young man in a hat raised his lips, smiled slightly, and took out a thin book from his sleeve.
With a flick of his finger, the thin book flew up like this, as if being pulled by an invisible thread, it slowly flew into the stone palace.
After an unknown amount of time, an exclamation suddenly sounded in the hall.
Then the sound of exclamation came and went, never stopped, and words with incredible emotions were mixed in between.
"What's this?"
"Could it be that this is the map of Demon Realm Snow?"
"What exactly do the demons want? What does this red line mean? Are they going to cede this territory?"
"This must be a conspiracy, the black robe's conspiracy!"
As time passed, the exclamations and arguments gradually disappeared, and the hall became quiet.
He could only faintly hear the breathing of those big figures from the Monster Race, and those breathing sounds were a little rapid.
The hall became extremely quiet, giving birth to an unusually depressing feeling.
It could be nervousness, shock, or excitement.
After an unknown amount of time, a slightly trembling voice sounded: "You... can represent Xuelaocheng?"
The young man in the hat brushed off the little white flowers on his shoulders and said, "Of course."
Another voice asked: "Xue Laocheng...how can I prove my sincerity?"
The young man wearing a hat said calmly, "I'm here in person, isn't that considered sincerity?"