“Today, it is my title feast for Lu Songliang.”
“You all come from afar, you can value my Lu Songliang and my Lu family.”
“I, Lu Songliang, thank you.”
Zhongzheng’s vigorous words resounded throughout the world.
Speaking of this, Lu Songliang nodded slightly to thank everyone.
“Well, not much to say.”
“Before the title feast officially began, I, Mr. Lu, only said one thing.”
“Once, I was a master. In the future, I, Lu Songliang, will be titled!”
Phoo~
On the high platform, Lu Songliang stood proudly.
A pair of old eyes looked around.
Those heroic words resounded in everyone’s ears like a billowing thunder.
No one knows how energetic Lu Songliang is at this time? How glorious and aloof?
He worked hard for half his life and eventually became a title.
After years of hard work, the flower of dreams was finally watered out.
That kind of joy, that kind of heroism, that kind of unspeakable sense of accomplishment, can’t be expressed in any words.
As Lu Songliang’s heroic words fell, for a while, there was thunderous applause.
All the powerful and powerful people stood up and applauded and congratulated.
“Congratulations to Mr. Lu, I finally became a title~”
……
“In the future, you will truly deserve your name when you enter the Lord Martial God Temple.”
….
For a time, the whole house was full of noise.
Congratulations and admiration are endless.
At this time, music began to sound around and bells and drums sounded together.
Amidst the exciting music, the feast of titles will undoubtedly officially begin.
“Next, I will invite the special envoy of the Martial God Temple to grant my grandfather in advance.”
“The official title ceremony will be held in the land of Yanshan in half a year!”
On the high platform, Lu Hua’s voice sounded.
After speaking, Lu Hua walked off the venue and left the stage in front of him to Lu Songliang alone.
As Lu Hua’s words fell, among the crowd, a spirited old man, holding a document written by the Lord Sword Saint of the Martial God Temple, slowly ascended the platform.
Yes, the person in front of him is the high-level special envoy sent by the Martial God Temple. The grandmaster is on the list, and the tenth grandmaster He Chen.
An informal feast of titles, the Martial God Temple sent these heavyweights over, which also shows that Yanshan respects Lu Songliang’s attention.
After He Chen came on stage, he exchanged a few words with Lu Songliang.
Then, he turned around and looked around at everyone.
Then, slowly uncover the paper in his hand, and read it out in public.
“Lu Songliang, from Lin’an, Jiangbei.”
“Xiuwu half a lifetime, no regrets at first.”
“God rewards hard work, and eventually becomes a title.”
“It can be said that the old should be strong, and the heart of the white head is better; poor and strong, not falling into the ambition of Qingyun.
“To be canonized today, Lu Songliang is the seventh titled master of the summer and entered the Temple of Martial Arts and is the pillar of the country.”
“Title, Qingyun!”
Boom~
The title was announced, everyone in the audience was a sensation.
The world is full of noise here.
Congratulations, admiration, envy…
All kinds of sound waves converge into a stream.
As a result, the whole world is shaking.
After a long period of uproar, He Chen on the high platform bowed slightly, and handed the canonized manuscript with both hands: “Please, Mr. Lu, receive the title of “Qingyun”!”
The sonorous sound is like a stone falling to the ground.
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