One person: Longhushan security guard, stopped the Ten Elders until they cried!

"Master!!!"

"Master Kui'er!!!"

The disciples of the Art Sect swarmed forward!

A dozen pairs of eyes stared intently at Zhou Yan, burning with rage.

The leading man suddenly stood up, pointing at Zhou Yan: "You audacious madman..."

Zhou Yan slightly raised his eyelids, and a cold gaze swept over him.

The man froze, the rest of his sentence stuck in his throat...

I'm so confused!

My master has already knelt down, why should I try to show off?

Zhou Yan withdrew his gaze and slowly clapped his hands.

"If I hadn't seen this invitation, I would have thought that Master Kui was someone else in disguise."

He turned his head slightly, his gaze passing over the crowd, and gave Wang Ai a meaningful look.

Then, scratching his head, he smiled sheepishly and said:

"Sorry, I didn't expect... that the mighty Tenth Elder would be so easily defeated?"

Wang Ai's face twitched violently!

You little bastard... are you making veiled insults here?!

"Let's send Master back to his home for traditional Chinese medicine treatment first!"

The disciples of the Shuzi Sect hurriedly carried Chen Jinkui away.

Just then.

After being "hard" for a while, Chen Jinkui suddenly took a deep breath, his eyes widened, and he sat up straight.

"I...I'm fine!" His chest heaved violently, and his face turned deathly pale!

"No... we must not be disrespectful to Master Anping!"

The disciples were stunned.

Chen Jinkui clutched his chest, feeling as if his internal organs were about to burst from the pain!

But he knew better than anyone else...

Zhou Yan just held back!

The violent lightning only stimulated the meridians and did not release any force to harm the enemy!

Otherwise... being struck by a "palm thunderbolt" of this magnitude...

My situation is probably more complex than just "going to the hospital"...

We might end up having to pay a fine!

Chen Jinkui pushed away his disciple's support and stood up with difficulty.

The way she looked at Zhou Yan completely changed.

The initial disdain vanished, replaced by deep-seated apprehension!

He clasped his hands in a respectful gesture, forcing a smile:

"Heroes emerge from among the young... it's Kui'er..."

"Master Kui underestimated his opponent!"

Zhou Yan interrupted him directly!

The main show hasn't even started yet...

We can't let all the guests leave!

Zhou Yan stepped aside and raised his hand in a gesture of invitation:

"Since there's no problem with the invitation, Master Kui, please come in!"

Wang Ye seized the opportunity and immediately stepped forward, his face beaming with smiles:

"Yes, yes...Master Kui, please come in!"

The disciples, supporting Chen Jinkui's swaying body, leaned close to his ear and asked:

"Master, are you alright?"

Chen Jinkui gritted his teeth and muttered under his breath:

"The exchange meeting is important... the injury is nothing!"

His gaze casually swept over Wang Ai and Feng Zhenghao...

The Feng Hou Qi Men technique is right before our eyes... We absolutely cannot let it fall into the hands of others!

The onlookers gradually dispersed and returned to their backyard.

Zhuge Meng shrugged: "I misspoke, you don't need two pockets, one is enough..."

[Ding~ Host has intercepted ten powerful figures today, totaling over thirty minutes! Chain reward triggered!]

[Qian, Kan, Zhen, Gen are Yang; Xun, Li, Kun, Dui are Yin...]

[Reward: Minor Success in Qimen Divination!]

The crisp system notification sound was instantly overwhelmed by a flood of information!

Auspiciousness and inauspiciousness, directions, four compasses, eight trigrams...

These esoteric knowledge techniques, which ordinary people might need to cultivate diligently from childhood and spend decades to comprehend, were forcibly instilled, analyzed, and integrated in an instant...

Zhou Yan swayed slightly, raised his hand to press his throbbing temples, feeling as if his head was about to explode...

A few seconds later, the pain subsided like a receding tide.

Zhou Yan slowly opened his eyes.

The world has changed.

Invisible threads seemed to have appeared in the air, weaving together to form a complex, illusory compass shape...

Looking at Wang Ye now, he is quite different from before.

The other party was simply trying to keep Chen Jinkui moving forward.

The seemingly casual and ordinary steps are actually precisely placed on the "auspicious positions" of the surrounding environment!

A wave of the hand, a shrug.

His every move seemed to embody the principle that the greatest truths are the simplest!

"I see……"

Zhou Yan muttered to himself.

He finally understood why the Feng Hou Qi Men technique fascinated so many sorcerers across the land...

Even those three old fogies who had been immersed in this art for many years were trapped in it, unable to break free for decades...

"I have no choice but to learn it now."

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Most of the guests have arrived.

On the lawn in the backyard, the guests couldn't contain themselves and started looking for Wang Ye to "exchange ideas and learn from each other."

On the periphery of the crowd.

Feng Zhenghao suddenly felt that this exchange meeting had become rather dull.

He pushed up his glasses and looked through the crowd towards Zhou Yan on the main avenue.

"Xing Tong..."

"dad!"

Hearing her father call, Feng Xingtong came over.

"Dad remembers, at the Luo Tian Grand Ceremony, this Brother Zhou even stood up for you..." Feng Zhenghao said calmly.

Feng Xingtong immediately stood up and chuckled, "Dad, you've finally spoken! I've been wanting to go and chat with Brother Zhou for a while now..."

He had just gotten up.

Feng Zhenghao turned his gaze to his daughter beside him:

"Shayan, you go too."

Feng Shayan frowned slightly, about to speak, when her younger brother grabbed her arm and dragged her out...

After leaving the backyard, two white-haired youths, one tall and one short, walked side by side.

"Sister, don't be nervous."

"Why would I be nervous?"

Feng Shayan said irritably.

Feng Xingtong chuckled:

"Don't you understand what Dad means?"

On the surface, it's a formality that I'm here to catch up, but actually, I just want you to have more interaction with Brother Zhou..."

Feng Shayan sighed.

"Exchange my ass!"

Without a doubt, Zhou Yan is indeed very outstanding...

But I've never had any interaction with him before...

Dad is just randomly pairing people up!

"I'm not bragging, sis, but with your looks today, you only need to make a slight move to stun anyone!"

Feng Shayan was still a little sullen.

Hearing her brother's praise, her mood immediately improved.

"real?"

Feng Xingtong spread her hands: "Of course! When have I ever lied to you?"

On the welcoming avenue.

Zhou Yan and Zhang Lingyu remained on either side, standing like two door gods.

A faint, pleasant fragrance drifted in on the breeze.

Zhou Yan turned his head to look.

"Brother Zhou! Brother Lingyu!"

From afar, Feng Xingtong was smiling and waving at the two of them.

Beside him was a slender figure with exquisite makeup.

Feng Shayan wore sky-high stilettos studded with rhinestones, her ten toes painted with exquisite ivory white.

Looking up, her powerful legs are straight and long, without an ounce of excess fat!

A long black dress with a high slit on the right side that extends all the way to the top of her thigh...

Her wheat-colored skin, paired with perfectly proportioned fullness, exudes a wild yet sophisticated charm...

Tsk, what a pity.

Zhou Da Guanren shook his head almost imperceptibly.

"Hello, Brother Zhou~ We met at the Luo Tian Grand Ceremony."

Miss Feng smiled radiantly.

She gracefully approached Zhou Yan, carrying two wine glasses.

She gracefully handed over a glass of red wine with her slender, delicate hand.

"Can I buy you a drink?"

Looking at Feng Shayan, who was completely different from the one during the Luo Tian Grand Ceremony, Zhou Yan had to admit that money could support people!

She already had a good figure, and with this outfit and exquisite makeup, she'd easily be a 80/10...

But he refused!

"No drinking on patrol, no patrolling while drinking."

Zhou Yan glanced at her indifferently.

He turned around and continued standing guard.

Feng Shayan blushed instantly and stood there stunned!

After a full three seconds, he awkwardly said:

"Sorry to bother you!"

Tap tap tap....

Feng Shayan, in her high heels, quickly fled the scene...

Feng Xingtong quickly caught up: "Hey! Sis... wait for me!"

Zhang Lingyu watched Feng Shayan's angry retreating figure, then glanced at Zhou Yan, who remained expressionless.

He sighed, his tone filled with undisguised admiration:

"The thought that my senior brother remains so steadfast in the face of women makes Lingyu feel even more ashamed of herself."

Zhou Yan shook his head.

"You don't understand."

Zhou Yan remained unfazed: "Two months ago, I probably wouldn't have minded sharing all my knowledge with her..."

Zhang Lingyu looked completely bewildered.

"Now?"

"Now, she's a 'former' who's been with me for five hundred words, started something and then abandoned."

Zhang Lingyu blinked, not understanding a single word.

never mind...

My senior brother's level of understanding is too high; it's normal that I don't understand it...

He followed Zhou Yan's gaze and looked in the direction of the gate.

The guests should all be here... No cars have arrived for a while.

"Senior brother, who are you waiting for?"

Zhou Yan's phone suddenly rang.

When I took it out, I saw it was a few photos sent by Zhang Chulan...

He twitched the corner of his mouth:

"Let's go, we can't wait any longer."

He turned around and put his arm around his junior brother's shoulder:

"Let's go to the backyard first and support Master Wang!"