Chapter 1473: Portrait and sculpture

After standing in front of the Hall of Dreams, the crowd chatted, and they became familiar with each other. Please see the most complete!
Although Wang Le comes from the "poor ravine" that the martial arts people have always despised, the secular red dust, but as the leader of Nanhua Guan, he has the only blood in the extremely powerful sun. As long as the disciples in the Guan know, no one will pay attention to it.
Not to mention that these three self-disciplined disciples under the pole seat, do not dare to ignore their baby grandson.
This also makes it impossible to kneel down and hug Wang Le's thighs in the conversation, but among the three words, there is nothing but flattery.
"The young master Yushu's presence in the wind has made me see the unique style of the Master when he was young."
"In the future, our brothers will always look at our younger brother, and this Nanhua concept is our world!"
"Little brother, wait for you to be familiar with Nanhua Guan these two days. Let's go to the town of Luohuang at the foot of the mountain together."
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Standing on the side, Li Hongru saw the trio of flattery flattering endlessly, so he interrupted by saying: "Come on, what should you three do? I have to take my grandfather to look elsewhere."
At this time, Wang Le, who was smiling and right, didn't speak, but when thinking of the three horse-talking words in front of him, especially the sentence of Wen Shuli's Yushu, Feng Dashao secretly couldn't help rolling his eyes, and uttered in his heart: The technical content is really good! When grandpa was young, you were still biting the milk-drinking milk on your head! "
Tucao turned to Tucao, reaching out and not smiling at people. Although these nonsense words are not good, Wang Dashao is very comfortable.
Well, people always like nice words. No one is exception, including Wang Le.
Unless committed-cheap, love to listen to bad words.
"Mr. Li, the younger brother has just arrived when he first arrived. It just so happens that the three brothers have nothing important. It's better to be together, so it seems lively."
Like Shouli, a Korean stick, Haha said to Li Hongru with a smile.
As soon as the words fell, Qin Zhengyang and Ding Wei both followed with a smile and nodded and echoed.
Seeing these three dead pigs not afraid of boiling hot water, Li Hongru couldn't rush away, and he couldn't help but look at Wang Wang, who was always smiling with a smile on his face.
Seeing Wang Le did not hesitate, nodded with a smile and agreed: "Then the three brothers are troubled to be the free guide for the younger brother."
As soon as the words were finished, the three laughed quickly and shook their heads to show no trouble.
Then Qin Zhengyang, with long-faced, big-eyed bronze skin, looked at Wang Le with a puzzled look and asked. "What is a tour guide?"
"Eh!" Wang Le couldn't help but touched his nose and explained with a grin: "It's the guide. The younger brother just came to the martial arts world, and he wasn't used to it. He used the idiomatic word" tourist guide "in the world.
Ding Wei smiled and said, "Okay, our brothers and Li will be with us as a tour guide for the younger brother."
The crowd laughed suddenly, but the steward Li said helplessly, "Why are you still doing this? Let's go, there are still many places to see the father-in-law!"
In this way, the three self-disciplined disciples under the pole of the sun together with Li Hongru gathered around Wang Le and entered the Palace of Dreams.
When Wang Le crossed the high threshold under the crowd of people and entered the hall, the first thing that came into view was a statue of gilt gold that was over a dozen meters high.
Wang Le looked at the statue of the old man, the golden deity, with a sad and compassionate face, and a pair of piercing eyes, as if he could penetrate the heavens and the earth.
I saw this idol pinching his fingers and holding a lifelike butterfly in one hand, Wang Le guessed that this is the ancestor of Nanhua in an instant, but asked with a puzzled expression: "This is it?"
I saw Li Hongru look respectfully at the idol and said, "This is the ancestor of Nanhua Guanshan, the ancestor of Nanhua."
At this moment, the disciples in the hall saw the young man Li Hongru and Wen Shouli accompanied by a strange young man. They could not help but cast a curious look, but no one came forward to ask or whispered. After all, this is Nanhua View the main hall.
Li Hongru said to Wang Le softly: "In addition to the first and fifteenth of each month, as well as major events in the observation, usually, the gate of the Palace of Dreams will be closed and closed to the public."
After a pause, Li Hongru continued with a smile: "It's a coincidence today. It happened to be the first day to catch up with the son."
After Wang Le nodded, Ding Wei, who was standing next to him, stepped forward and smiled softly, "Little Master, there are only a few people now, so go and incense your ancestors!"
Wang Le glanced at Li Hongru, saw the other person smiled and nodded, and then led the crowd, walked through the nearly 1,000-square-meter hall, and walked to the incense case of the Nanhua ancestor statue.
Li Hongru was extremely prepared to prepare Sanxiangxiang, handed it to Wang Le, and then, with the three brothers Wen Shouli and the brothers, looked back and waited respectfully.
Wang Le held Sanxiangxiang over his head with both hands, worshiped the ancestor of South China for three weeks, then walked to the incense case, and inserted Sanxiangxiang into the incense burner.
During the whole process, Wang Le had a pious expression of solemn expression, and secretly said in his heart: "The ancestors of Nanhua, the disciples worshiped the Nanhua concept, but they want to learn the true skills, don't fool the disciples ..."
After a good prayer, Wang Le turned around and walked to Li Hongru and others. At this time, the disciples in the temple had also received curiosity, sat on the futon, and continued to meditate with their eyes closed.
At this time, Wang Le had no time to look at the whole hall, and saw that the four walls, including the roof of the hall, were full of vivid portraits and intricately detailed carvings.
Someone preached, thousands of disciples worshipped before worshiping; there were masters fighting, rowing mountains and mountains, and swords and swords constantly; there were also ancestors worshiping the sacred totem representing the sun, moon, and stars; there was even more groundbreaking, and the devil and hegemony fought the famine ...
Wang Le held his hands behind his back ~ EbookFREE.me ~ standing in front of the hall wall, lingering and watching, watching with interest.
The three brothers Li Hongru and Wen Shouli did not bother to bother, and they followed Wang Le in a very silent manner.
Time passed in this little bit and never returned. When Wang Le carved the murals of the whole hall, browsed it roughly, and when he came to the door, he suddenly looked back at Li Hongru and asked: "Uncle Li Are these murals and carvings real? "
The crowd was suddenly made to laugh at Wang Na's naive question.
Immediately, Li Hongru shook his head and smiled back, "Of course not all of them are true. Many of them are just legends circulating in the martial arts world."
Wang Le nodded, and followed Li Hongru and the other four to cross the threshold and walk out of the Hall of Dreams.
I saw Ding Weixiao directly in the hallway under the eaves of the main hall, and said, "Don't walk the square, you can go to see more places this way."
After speaking, Ding Wei took the initiative to lead the way, while Li Hongru followed Wang Le's side, and continued the previous topic. Enable new URL