"Huh? I didn't expect it was him!"

Looking closely at the bronze statue, Lin Tao was a little surprised.

The martial god Zhao Feng worshipped in the Wushen Temple in Luoxia City is no one else, but one of the disciples Lin Tao once trained a hundred years ago.

There is no god in this world, and the so-called "god" are cultivated by humans and beasts to a certain level, and can come and go freely in the air, so they think they are "god".

"Time flies. A hundred years have passed, and the young disciples of that year have never expected to ascend to the God of Martial Arts. Back then, I did not see you wrong!"

Lin Tao's mind immediately showed the scene of that year: In order to study martial arts and travel around the world, a young warrior with disheveled hair followed him for a hundred miles. His bare feet were covered in blood and blood was already blurred. He resolutely wanted to worship him as his teacher...

The base of the bronze statue is made of transparent flower crystal rocks, which enshrines the holy object left on earth after the ascension of the martial god - a pair of straw sandals.

There were also a row of handwriting written on the pair of straw sandals with brushes: Teacher’s kindness will never be forgotten!

When Lin Tao first accepted him, he felt pity when he saw Zhao Feng's feet running wild, so he bought him such a pair of straw sandals. After Zhao Feng ascended to become the God of Martial Arts, he used these shoes as holy objects in his temple and wrote them inscriptions to remember the teacher's kindness.

Now, Zhao Feng is already the God of Martial Arts above the Nine Heavens.

Lin Tao once again sighed in his heart that the world has changed and changes endlessly.

"Yonggang, let's go in." Shen Wanqing urged her husband.

"Okay!" Lin Yonggang laughed and said, "Lin Tao was shaking his head when he saw it. From my perspective, he really has the nature of becoming a warrior."

Lin Yonggang is naturally an ideal joke, but how could he think that his son has a deep connection with Zhao Wushen?

The couple hugged Lin Tao, chatted and laughed, bypassing the sculpture, and walked into the yard of the Wushen Temple.

And just after they walked in, a man and a woman walked towards the Wushen Temple with a child in her arms.

The man is burly and the woman is short and fat, and dresses beautifully. It can be seen that she is a young couple.

"Huh? The one who just entered seemed to be Lin Yonggang from Wohuya Village." The woman said to the man beside her in a low voice.

"Really?" The man raised his head, and Lin Yonggang and his wife had already walked in. "I heard that his wife gave birth to a son for him, but I didn't expect that he was on the same day as me."

The burly man muttered, speeding up his pace and entering the temple.

In the temple, Lin Tao looked around and saw that the courtyard was wide, the hall was majestic and solemn, covered with red and golden ribbons. The hall was filled with silk and bamboo and incense.

The establishment of the Temple of Martial God is not only a kind of enthusiasm for the god of warriors, but also a kind of inspiration for human warriors. On the 55th and 25th of the lunar month, there are also legal sacrificial activities of the empire. At that time, everyone gathers, recites or sings the deeds of warriors, and promotes martial arts.

"Brother and sister-in-law, do you want to be a one-year-old sacrificial ritual officer?" The priest at the door was already smiling and greeting him.

“That’s right!”

According to the rules, Lin Yonggang smiled and gave a red envelope to the ceremonial officer in front of the door. The ceremonial officer smiled happily: "Brother and sister-in-law wait, I will go in and prepare now. In a quarter of an hour, the baptism will begin."

Although it is a year-old ceremony, the various rules are complex and diverse. The Daqian Empire is a country of etiquette and is even more comprehensive.

Lin Yonggang and his wife hugged Lin Tao and waited in the hall.

"Sir, wait!"

Suddenly, a woman shouted in a coquettish voice at the gate of the yard. Lin Tao got goosebumps and couldn't help but turn his head to look.

A strange young couple was walking into the yard with their children in their arms, shouting was the fat lady in gorgeous clothes.

She twisted and twisted and stuffed a big red envelope into the sacrificial ritual officer and said in a coquettish voice: "Brother, I will give you this thousand crystal coins to drink." After that, she looked at Lin Yonggang and his wife with some flaunts.

One thousand crystal coins are not small numbers, which is enough for a family of three to spend on firewood, oil and salt for a month, showing that she is rich and powerful.

Behind him was a burly man, holding a baby of similar age as Lin Tao with one hand, with a thin smile on his face, which made people see a very artificial look.

"Lin Yonggang, don't be fine." The burly man handed the child in his hand to the fat woman and walked over in a small step.

"kindness."

Lin Yonggang's expression on his face was a little unhappy, and he hummed lowly, which was considered an answer to the man.

"It seems that my father knows him, but his relationship is average, and he even has some holidays." Lin Tao observed his expression in his mother Shen Wanqing's arms.

"This is your son. I really didn't expect that we were hunters on the same day and hunted on the same mountain for several years. Even if we had a son, it was the same day of the same year, the same month and the same day. It was indeed a natural opponent." The burly man glanced at Lin Tao and said with a sneer.

"That's what you think. I never treat you as an opponent because you are not worthy." Lin Yonggang replied indifferently to the burly man, holding his wife Shen Wanqing in one hand, "Let's go there and wait."

The burly man's face turned pale.

The sacrificial officials in the Wushen Temple were busy, while Lin Yonggang and the burly man and his wife sat in two corridors far apart from north to south, waiting for the sacrifice to begin.

The burly man obviously had a sense of resentment, and the fat woman beside him looked even more resentful, and her triangle eyes looked at Lin Tao from time to time.

Here, Lin Tao listened to his parents' low voices.

"I didn't expect that when I met Hu Yikui here, God would be really good at joking." Lin Yonggang shook his head and said.

"We just baptize Lin Tao and ignore them." Shen Wanqing comforted her husband, thought for a while, and then said, "By the way, I see his wife Yuan Jinfeng, now she has a deep resentment towards us, and even the eyes of people can grow a knife."

"It's normal. Hu Yikui has been competing with me for the position of the number one hunter in Luoxia City, and his wife Yuan Jinfeng is probably still speaking up for his father Yuan Hui. Because of my fire bear skin, the strong man ordered me to waive the rent in our village for three years. This account is probably over my head." Lin Yonggang smiled bitterly.

After hearing this, Lin Tao roughly understood.

This Hu Yikui is his father's professional opponent; and the fat woman Yuan Jinfeng is actually the daughter of Yuan Shanzhu Yuan Hui. Because she punished them with her own [Send a Message], they dare not say anything in the open, but they must be unwilling to accept it secretly. So it is not surprising that they have prejudices against their own family.

"Hey, two, you can start!"

At this time, the priests prepared all offerings and ritual vessels, and the baptism of the first year officially began.

Although Lin Yonggang and Hu Yikui's families had a secret, they would not turn against each other in this sacrificial holy place in the Wushen Temple. They each hugged their children and followed the procedures.

Lin Tao is certainly familiar with this kind of baptism.

It is almost no different from a hundred years ago. First, take a bath with spices, then drums and music are sounding, and the ritual officials read a few blessing poems... The last procedure is to capture the highlights.

In the Wushen Temple, there is another feature, with some silver weapons placed on the plate.

According to the ranking of weapons charts, swords, guns, swords, and halberds... are arranged in sequence. The higher the ones, the higher the child's future martial arts achievements.

Hu Yikui's son grabbed an axe, but Lin Tao grabbed a knife and won a first prize. This made Hu Yikui very dissatisfied!

How could he know that Lin Tao is no longer an ordinary child?

After the arrest of Zhou, Hu Yikui, who had always had resentment on his face, took the initiative to come over and looked at Lin Yonggang with a smile and said, "Yonggang, in my opinion, our son was born on the same day and was baptized by one year old at the same time. It is a kind of fate. I have a suggestion, I don't know whether to speak or not!"

Lin Yonggang glanced at Hu Yikui and said lightly: "Whatever."

No matter what Hu Yikui wanted to do, he would never dare to use a secret move in this Wushen Temple, so Lin Yonggang was not afraid.

However, Lin Tao could tell at a glance that Hu Yikui was not at ease with any kindness.
Chapter completed!