Under one person: Get the Beiming magic skill at the beginning

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Chapter 328 The goal of the meeting: to sanction the Temple of Martial Gods!

After Mo Wen cured his meridians.

To date, Tian Jinzhong has regained his ability to circulate Qi.

Moreover, after years of practicing stillness meditation, once one obtains Qi, one achieves perfect harmony, and its operation is as smooth and free as a straight and smooth Great Dao.

This is something that many high-level practitioners cannot achieve: transforming Qi into form, that is, condensing and concentrating the Golden Light Mantra into a golden rope the size of a little finger.

However, after Tian Jinzhong had been nurturing himself for several days, he easily accomplished it on the same day.

Although he is not as skilled as his senior brother Zhang Zhiwei, who can make the Golden Light Mantra as fine as a hair and control it at will.

But this is something that ordinary people in the Celestial Master's Mansion cannot do.

Moreover, after the Golden Light Mantra shrank inward and nourished the meridians in the body, the previously uneven and bumpy areas had completely healed.

It can be said that Tian Jinzhong is now only missing his hands and feet.

When they take action, they are no different from ordinary people.

He could even win every game of chess against Zhang Zhiwei, preventing his senior brother from getting any wins.

In terms of strength, although they have not yet fought, they have been in seclusion for many years.

Tian Jinzhong is confident that he can surpass many top players in the industry.

Of course, given his current age and his status within the Celestial Master's Mansion.

No one dared to fight him.

Seeing his junior brother pretending to be stupid, Zhang Zhiwei was amused and annoyed. He stroked his beard, then suddenly pretended to lose his balance, sweeping his sleeve across the chessboard and scattering all the pieces.

"Oh dear, it seems I'm getting old. I'll have to start over."

Zhang Zhiwei spoke in a feigned manner.

Tian Jinzhong was both amused and exasperated, but he didn't expose his senior brother. Instead, he manipulated the golden light to transform into a thin rope and, together with Zhang Zhiwei, retrieved the chess pieces.

"Senior brother, Wang Ai of the Wang family has suffered at Mo Wen's hands before, and I feel that he might be a threat to Mo Wen."

Zhang Zhiwei gave a soft "hmm," and glanced at Tian Jinzhong with amusement:

"You do seem to care about young friend Mo."

"Hehe, after all, Mo Wen is my junior brother's benefactor." Tian Jinzhong grinned.

"I know you too well. All you're asking me to do is protect my friend Mo."

Zhang Zhiwei shook his head and said calmly, "Don't worry, with me here, if that old bastard Wang Ai tries to do anything bad, he won't succeed."

His tone was calm, yet carried an unquestionable air.

Unlike being domineering, it's more like things are just as they are.

The only person who could say that the Wang family, one of the four most prestigious families, is the current top Taoist master of the Celestial Master's Mansion on Longhu Mountain, is the one who could say that nothing could be accomplished by them.

Tian Jinzhong believed his senior brother's words wholeheartedly, after all, it had been since Zhang Zhiwei had joined the sect.

He really does what he says.

Not to mention his terrifying, unparalleled strength.

Thus, he felt relieved and no longer worried that Mo Wen would get into trouble.

"Speaking of which, where did Lingyu go?"

"Did they go to the front gate of the mountain again?"

He said he was going to check if Xia He had broken the agreement.

"Heh... this kid, oh well, let him be."

"Yes, I think he's really enjoying it now."

Zhang Zhiwei and Tian Jinzhong both smiled slightly.

Afterwards, Zhang Zhiwei got into the car and headed to the airport.

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Wang Ai chose the Beijing Grand Hotel as the venue for the meeting of the Ten Elders.

The day after the invitation was sent out.

The ten elders of the supernatural world then arrived one by one.

The first to arrive here was Wang Ai of the Wang family, followed by Lü Ci.

When Lü Ci entered, Wang Ai was indignant about Lü Ci's previous inaction at Longhu Mountain, but since the two families were old friends and the two had been friends for nearly a hundred years, she naturally didn't take it to heart.

In fact, Wang Ai was quite fortunate to have a family friend like Lü Ci.

"You're here, Lao Lü. Come on, have a seat. I ordered your favorite chopped chili fish head."

Wang Ai greeted him warmly. At this moment, he desperately needed the help of an ally, and the two of them were indeed the best friends.

"I'll need your help later, Lao Lü."

Wang Ai patted Lü Ci's arm and said sincerely.

"Ok, I know."

Lu Ci spoke in a lukewarm tone, looking at Wang Ai and asking with concern, "How is your recovery going?"

Wang Ai sneered, "Don't worry, I won't die, but I'll have had a brush with death. I'm going to get my revenge on that brat today!"

Lu Ci pursed her lips, a hint of hesitation flashing in her eyes beneath her bangs, as if she wanted to say something.

But in the end, he gave up and patted Wang Ai on the shoulder.

"You need to think about the consequences. Even we would have a hard time dealing with this kid now."

Lu Ci gave his final advice: if Wang Ai could stop, he was confident that he could do his best to save the Wang family from Mo Wen.

But he also knew that it was basically impossible to persuade Wang Ai.

Sure enough, Wang Ai said without hesitation, "I know, but even if many people help him, I will make this brat pay the price!"

A hint of ferocity appeared on his chubby face:

"Ten people! Half of my Wang family's blood relatives, and half of their core fighting force. How can I just let go of this grudge!"

Lu Ci nodded in agreement and did not offer any further advice.

This was not something he could decide.

He then walked over and sat down, while Wang Ai became his companion and chatter partner.

Before long, two more people arrived side by side.

It is Lu Jin and Mu You of Jianghu Xiaozhan.

Upon seeing the two, Wang Ai did not greet them as she had done before. Instead, she remained seated and greeted them with a smile.

"Here you are, Lao Lu, Mu You."

Lu Jin was dressed in a sharp suit, looking energetic and serious, with clear and bright eyes that seemed to see right through people.

He casually found a seat and sat down, saying, "Old Wang, what are you up to?"

What is the reason you convened the meeting of the Ten Elders?

Wang Ai chuckled, looking somewhat sinister: "Everyone isn't here yet. I'll explain when everyone's here."

Lu Jin snorted and picked up the teapot on the table to pour himself a glass of water: "I hope you won't call a meeting over some trivial matter."

Mu You then politely greeted, "Elder Wang, Elder Lü."

"Hehe, Brother Muyou, please have a seat." Wang Ai smiled, treating Muyou, the leader of the country's largest intelligence organization, with much greater courtesy than he showed to Lu Jin.

Mu You nodded, then sat down in a chair one seat away from Lu Jin.

He was also curious about Wang Ai's purpose in holding the meeting.

But there's no rush. Just like Wang Ai said, we'll talk about it when everyone's here.

Immediately afterwards, Chen Jinkui of the Shuzi Sect, Feng Zhenghao of the Tianxia Society, Na Ruhu of the Xigu Pavilion, and Master Jiekong of the Shaolin Temple all arrived.

Wang Ai greeted the first three people and even asked Feng Zhenghao to sit next to him.

They were more polite to Master Jiekong.

Finally, Zhang Zhiwei arrived in a simple Taoist robe, while Guan Shihua, dressed in a fashionable and trendy outfit with two large earrings, wore an ordinary mandarin jacket.

Also accompanying them was Chairman Su from NaDuTong.

"Oh, everyone's here! It seems only Tian Tong and I are late."

"Don't you think so, Mr. Wang?"

Guan Shihua started speaking sarcastically as soon as she entered, and her target was Wang Ai.

Wang Ai said with a smile, "It's not time yet, how can it be late?"

Guan Shihua snorted and sat down in the nearest seat, next to Ru Hu.

"Master, Mr. Zhang, and the company leaders, please have a seat," Wang Ai said with a smile.

Chairman Su glanced at Wang Ai and said, "I'm just here to listen in, I won't get involved. You two can talk."

After saying that, he sat down on the sofa next to him.

No one was surprised by this.

Zhang Zhiwei calmly sat down next to Lu Jin and said softly:

"Old Wang, just tell us straight, what's the reason you called us here?"

Given his current status and power, he was the only one in the room who could speak to another 'old man' so casually.

And no one in the room felt that anything was wrong.

"Alright, since the old master has said so, I'll get straight to the point."