Picked up Hongjun Daozu's mobile phone

Chapter 93: Soul Summoning Platform, Those Past Events!
Hearing the other party's words, Fan Yuanyang felt like a thunderbolt from the blue sky, and the thunder made his eyes dim with tears.This is not because of shock, but because of emotion. After ten years, someone is finally willing to help me recruit spirits.

After a long time, he seemed to have thought of something, slowly raised his hand in the direction the other party was leaving, and saluted a military salute.Immediately afterwards, he took steps and headed in one direction, and he had to prepare for it.At the market, the original maverick scenery also dissipated at this moment.

Luo Hou played with the medal in his hand, looked at the middle-aged man in front of him, and said lightly: "How about it? Let me lend you the land of Shiliting tonight, and I will help you perfect this elementary spirit-gathering formation!!"

The other party, who was neither sad nor happy, had a flash of light in his eyes at this moment. After hesitating for a moment, he finally nodded and said, "Then trouble Mr. Luo."

Luo Hou nodded, and then walked straight out of this secret room, muttering to himself along the way, this business has lost a lot!This time the transaction lost a lot!

And the middle-aged man was completely relaxed at the moment, for some reason, when facing Luo Hou, he felt a strong coercion, even though he was already at the peak of Qi training.

Since he promised the other party to summon the spirit, and even took away the other party's things, Luo Hou naturally wanted to do that, so before that, he had to solve the problem of geographical advantage.

To recruit spirits on such a large scale, Luo Hou had to grasp a favorable time, place and people. For example, today's time is set at eight o'clock tonight, and the right place is the Ten Mile Pavilion on the top of the mountain. People still need to find someone.

Fortunately, these people are not difficult to find, Nie Xiaoqian, Yan Xiaoluo, Xue Dan, Wang Mengfei, Chen Bufan, and the three masters and apprentices of Sakyamuni, as well as the head of Taoism and elders.

After learning that Luo Hou had accepted the task of summoning the spirit of the old man Fan Yuanyang, they agreed to the request for help without saying a word. In their opinion, that task could not be completed even with all their strength. It's a pity that even they didn't dare to walk in front of the old man in the past.

It's not that the old man will ask them for help, and some have no face, and no face can help each other.Now that it is rare for Luo Hou to intervene in this matter, he is naturally willing to contribute, and even more and more people come to help.After all, they don't want to see the former heroic soul wandering outside. If they can, they are willing to contribute.

Seeing so many people helping, Luo Hou was naturally happy to relax, but he still had to prepare what should be prepared.The battle this time was so big, and the materials he used were absolutely extraordinary, otherwise, if he failed, he would have no face to see the old man again.

It is rare for him to handle things seriously. Thousands of soul-calling guides, thousands of sky candles and ten thousand earth candles are arranged for the soul-calling table. These items, in the eyes of these Taoist disciples, no, even in the eyes of all ascetics, they are They are all worth tens of millions, but at this moment they are being taken out one by one by Luo Hou.

Some people also thought about it too much, but after knowing what happened, they consciously chose to step forward to help. This was a huge project, but it was quickly and orderly completed.

In the evening, when the sun was setting, many monks naturally gathered near the Shili Pavilion on the top of the mountain.First, they wanted to see Luo Hou's skills, and after spending so much effort, what would be the final result.Secondly, they also want to remember those heroic souls. If they are lucky enough to meet them, this conference will be worthwhile.

At this time, an old man refused everyone's support and walked up the mountain step by step.The clean [-]-style military uniform on his body looked extremely dazzling at this moment, maybe there was something missing on him, the medals all over his body! !

However, if you look carefully, you may be able to see a lot of pinholes on the chest of the military uniform, which should be the traces of the former medal.But it disappeared at this time. Maybe it can lead to deep thinking, where are these medals?Luo Hou has one in his hand, which is the reward for this spirit summoning mission.

"Invitation letter! The invitation letter of the Dao Discussion Conference is so precious. How can such a veteran with no savings come here every year, but it is exchanged for the medals in his hand."

I don't know who came up with such a conjecture, but it seems to be very close to the answer.Those medals were indeed exchanged for invitations to the Dao Discussion Conference, and they were also exchanged for many more valuable items! !
Originally, the mountain road was crowded, but at this time, everyone consciously vacated a road, which did not belong to them, but only to the old man in front of him.Because he is the protagonist of tonight's spiritual summoning conference, and he was the one who brought about the prosperity and prosperity of the country.

Although they are monks, they are also Chinese people. In previous wars, many ancestors died for generations.But they are good, at least the corpses are restrained and the souls return.But there are quite a few warriors who died in foreign lands, their souls could not return, and their fallen leaves could not return to their roots.

At [-]:[-] p.m., the old man Fan Yuanyang finally came to the summoning platform, looked at Luo Hou in front of him, and asked softly, "Xiao Daoist, I missed the time!!"

"Mr. Fan, you are not late, but you came earlier." Luo Hou's face was still tense, but now he smiled, and then said lightly to Chen Bufan behind him: "Go find Mr. Fan seats!"

There was still an hour to go, and the old man came all the way, but he was a little out of breath.He is not a cultivator, and his body is no longer as strong as before. What's more, he came up the mountain non-stop when he learned about the spiritual summoning, but he is also a little tired at the moment.

The old man did not refuse Luo Hou's kindness, and sat upright on the seat. Even though he was very tired, he still kept his waist straight and looked strong.If it were placed on an ordinary person, Ge You would have been paralyzed by now.

"Mr. Fan, while you still have time, you might as well write down all the names of your comrades-in-arms, and tell us about those stories back then!!"

"Haha, good! It's hard to find anyone willing to listen to our corny stories these days."

"Li Guangming, our company commander, was amazing at that time. He was the sharpshooter in our company. In the last battle, he used 87 bullets and directly killed 78 enemies."

"Wei Jizi, I still remember Brother Wei. He was the one who laughed the most at that time, and he was the best to me when I was young. He would leave me a portion of everything delicious. Even in the end, he stood up and helped me Block that fatal blow."

It was an era of war. The old man and countless teammates went to the frontier. They chose to fight against the enemy in order to defend their home and country.They chose to forget life and death, chose to protect "their own home", and chose to defend their own country.

Some people say that war is a narrow escape.But it is often very likely that there will be ten deaths and no life. When facing the enemy, they are willing to use their own blood and their bodies to block the enemy's fort.

*** was eye-catching and opened up a road to victory for the troops; *** gave up self-rescue and made a heroic sacrifice in order to avoid exposure; *** resolutely picked up the explosive package, ignited the fuse, and completed the task of cutting off the enemy's retreat Sun Zhanyuan resolutely fired the last grenade after running out of ammunition, rolled into the enemy group, and died together with the enemy.
　I originally planned to write this type of story later, but the pace of the early stage was accelerated, so I wrote it earlier.This year marks the 70th anniversary of the founding of our country. Daxiong hopes that while celebrating the happy anniversary of the founding of the country in the form of articles, he also remembers those heroes who have contributed to the peace of the country! !
　　There are stories about ***, *** and others, and I don’t know how many people still remember them. At that time, the contents of the textbooks that were originally regarded as stories actually existed.Hats off to them! !
　　
　
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