Supreme in the world

Chapter 93
Inner hall.

In the inner hall, most of the people gathered are people from the Jianghu.

Of course, there were also some bosses of group companies who brought their masters to the banquet, so they naturally went to the inner hall.

However, compared with the outer hall, the inner hall is not so lively, and the hall is relatively smaller.

Lin Zhe frowned slightly as soon as he entered the inner hall.

He felt that in this hall, many auras were intertwined, and it seemed a little chaotic.

These masters have their own aura among each other. When there are many people, there will naturally be some aura mixed in them. Lin Zhe is a practitioner of Taoism, and his five senses are more sensitive than ordinary people.

"Master Lin Xian."

Seeing Lin Zhe coming in, the four elders hurried forward, cupped their hands, and said with a smile, "Master Lin came at just the right time. They have been discussing the magic arts conference in Nancheng for a while. I think Master Lin will be interested."

"I'm still interested." Lin Zhe said politely with a smile.

I saw a lot of people in the rivers and lakes sitting around the room, talking about it for a while.

Lin Zhe sat down with the four elders, but he was not very conspicuous in the crowd.

Many people only thought that he was a kid from a rich family, after all...they had never seen such a young and tall man.

The masters here, the youngest ones, are all in their early thirties or forties, and the older ones are in their seventies or eighties, looking older than the four elders.

"Master Feng, the underground spell conference will be reopened this time, you Fengleimen, are you ready?"

I saw a big man with a beard, "haha" laughed and said.

The one called "Master Feng" was a middle-aged man who looked to be in his fifties, with a thin face but piercing eyes.

Master Feng sneered, and said: "I, Fengleimen, have been hiding my strengths and bide my time for decades, and I have been waiting for this day... This time the spell conference will be reopened, and my Fengleimen is fully prepared. This time... definitely I will raise my name and revive my Fengleimen banner at the Magic Art Conference..."

This Fengleimen is the folk law teaching of the Xixiang generation, and is good at the method of wind and thunder.

It is said that the supernatural powers of Fengleimen have absorbed the advantages of the Daomen's Shenxiao lineage and developed them.

In contrast, after hundreds of years of development, the lineage of Shenxiao has almost disappeared, and there is almost no trace, but the Fengleimen is still active among the people.

Among the crowd, a man in his thirties let out a cold snort, looked at Master Feng with disdain, and said, "Are you so powerful? My Xingyimen... is also going to participate in this conference." On top of that, revive the prestige of the sect..."

"People from the Xingyi Gate?"

Many people were slightly startled when they saw the man speak.

"Isn't Xingyimen a martial arts sect? Could it be that... the martial arts sect also came to participate in the Zhongshu Art Conference?"

Master Feng laughed loudly, pointed at the man, and said, "This magic conference is attended by folk magicians, or people from folk magic schools... Most of the people present are masters with magical powers." ... You are a mere martial arts sect, what kind of magic conference do you participate in?"

When everyone heard it, they also burst into laughter.

You know, folk law and martial arts are two completely different concepts.

Although martial arts sects are more well-known, in the eyes of folk legal teachings, they are not worth mentioning.

It's all because of martial arts techniques, although they are powerful, they are not supernatural powers after all, and they are not feared by people.

The techniques taught by folk law are different.

On the land of Kyushu, since ancient times, there have been many folk Dharma teachings, which are famous all over the world. For example, the Sannai School of the Fujiang generation, or the Heifengtang of the Northeast generation, are quite prestigious.

In coastal areas, there is often talk of offering sacrifices to gods, and there is often a method of "piercing arrows" at temple fairs.

It is to use thin and long silver needles to penetrate from one side of the mouth and exit from the other side. The pierced person does not feel pain, and there is no drop of blood after the arrow is pierced.

This "piercing arrow" is also known as "piercing order". This kind of technique originally originated from the Sannai sect. The selected boy piercing the arrow must fast ten days before the temple fair. Eating meat makes the turbidity in the body subside, so that when casting spells, it will not be damaged.If someone ate the meat, once the magic pierced the arrow, his mouth would bleed and he would be seriously injured on the spot.

The man snorted coldly, and said in dissatisfaction: "So what? Since ancient times, martial arts are real kung fu. A real martial artist can kill people in one step and penetrate Changhong. You have supernatural powers, and you need to recite spells and cast spells, which takes a lot of time. On the ring, once you meet a real martial arts master, you will never return."

"Oh? So, is it possible that Your Excellency is a master of martial arts?"

Among the crowd, someone sneered and asked jokingly.

The man took a deep breath, and said slowly, "I'm Yang Fei, the eighth generation inheritor of Xingyimen's ancient martial arts!"

The crowd booed immediately.

"Ancient, tell me, has anyone from martial arts participated in this magic conference?"

Among the crowd, someone shouted.

All of a sudden, many people looked at an old man in his seventies.

This old man has white hair and long beard, and is wearing a white robe. At this moment, the whole person is sitting there, squinting his eyes slightly, as if he is resting his mind. At first glance, he is inconspicuous, but upon closer inspection, he can only faintly feel that, There seemed to be an aura in the old man, which frightened ordinary people.

As soon as Lin Zhe took his seat, he noticed the old man.

There are many masters in the field, but this old man looks the most amazing, and he doesn't know which technique he is practicing.

It seems that this old man has an extraordinary status.

Seeing the eyes of everyone present, they all looked at him.

After a while, a smile appeared on the ancient face, and he said lightly: "There are no restrictions on the magic arts conference, any magic powers, or martial arts masters, can compete on stage. There are only a handful of martial arts masters in the Fa Conference...but..."

Speaking of this, the ancient head slightly raised his head, looked at Yang Fei, and said: "However...if your excellency is really capable, then...it is absolutely necessary to become famous in one fell swoop."

After hearing this, Yang Fei smiled, cupped his fists in the arena, and said: "Today, I can gather with you all, and I am a member of the rivers and lakes. If I just sit here drinking and chatting, then...in the inner hall, with the outer hall." What's the difference between the halls? I came here today... just to learn about the skills of the masters, or else... let's learn from each other, what do you guys think?"

While speaking, his eyes were very provocative, and he scanned everyone present.

Those present are all masters of the rivers and lakes, those who have achieved success in cultivation, and those who can be invited here are absolutely extraordinary. Here, there are well-known magic masters in Nancheng, as well as masters who came from other places to participate in the magic conference , now... being provoked by Yang Fei like this, they immediately became angry, and everyone couldn't sit still.

"Hmph... Xiaoxiao Xingyi Ancient Martial Skill, dare to utter wild words here?"

"I, Fengleimen, also want to learn about your martial arts skills. What's so special about it? How dare you say that you are going to participate in the magic arts conference!"

"Here is the Zhao family's banquet. If you want to discuss it, we will be happy to accompany you, but...you have to ask the host."

All of a sudden, everyone looked straight at Zhao Zixu.

Without Zhao Jinhong, Zhao Zixu was the focus of the audience.

Zhao Zixu sat in the crowd, and Si Lao and Lin Zhe sat beside him.

(End of this chapter)