Jiang Heng did not come unprepared. He not only brought all the elite bodyguards, but also invited Dayan Sanren, the most famous cultivation master in Yancheng City, to prepare him for a duel with Master Zhuang first.
After all, the water-gathering beads would definitely trigger a rush of looting from all the rich people present, and the price might be as high as hundreds of millions. Jiang Heng made up his mind, if he couldn't get it by force, he would just spend a lot of money to rob it.
Seeing that Mr. Qingyuan was so respectful to that kid, Jiang Heng felt that the cultivation circles in Tianhai City were all trash in name only, so he laughed even more wildly: "Mr. Qingyuan, you respect this kid as a real person, but I want to
Let’s see what abilities he has, how can he compare with the Dayan San people I invited?”
"Humph, Boss Jiang, please don't compare me to a wild boy who doesn't know where he came from!" Next to Jiang Heng, a Taoist priest in his sixties wearing black and white Taoist uniforms said disdainfully.
"Okay!" An arrogant old man sitting in the middle with an immortal Taoism opened his eyes, stroked his beard and said, "Since everyone is here, who wants to discuss Taoism with me first today?
Fighting?"
As soon as he opened his mouth, everyone in the pavilion became silent. This old man was the famous Master Zhuang who had defeated all the practitioners in Tianhai City in the past two days.
Seeing his majestic and domineering appearance, Mr. Qingyuan and several friends in the spiritual circle all looked ashamed. No one could compete with an outside practitioner. They had practiced for most of their lives in vain.
Chen Xuan randomly found a stone chair and sat down, looking at Master Zhuang at leisure.
Mr. Qingyuan stood behind him, and several of his cultivating friends cast puzzled looks at him, seeming to ask him why he brought such a young boy over. The face of their cultivating circles in Tianhai City was already very embarrassing.
Eighty-eight years old, this makes me feel even more ashamed.
Mr. Qingyuan had a wry smile on his face. He had no explanation, and it was difficult to explain why Chen Xuan had already entered Taoism and transformed into reality at such a young age. His friends would definitely not believe it.
In addition to a few practitioners in the attic, there are a dozen other men in suits and ties, all rich people from the local or nearby cities. Like Jiang Heng, they are keen on magic weapons and magic weapons. They are about to see the masters fighting with their own eyes. They are all the same.
His face looked excited and expectant.
The rich have never seen what a real magic weapon looks like or what power it has in their entire lives. Today they finally have the opportunity to see it.
"Master Zhuang, let me ask you for advice." An old man wearing a green shirt with gray temples stood up and walked to Master Zhuang.
Seeing this person, Mr. Qingyuan went to Chen Xuan's ear and said: "Master Chen, this is a Feng Shui master from Jiangfeng City, known as Master Xun. His Feng Shui attainments are not inferior to those of Elder Ge. In this practice circle,
It also has a good reputation.”
Chen Xuan sat lazily, with a comfortable posture. Master Xun could not attract his interest at all, because Chen Xuan had already seen that Master Xun had no magic power in him.
However, Master Zhuang did have some skills, so Chen Xuan only focused on him to see how this guy would perform his magic.
Seeing Master Xun's challenge, a trace of disdain flashed across Master Zhuang's eyes. They had introduced each other before, and after learning Master Xun's origin, Master Zhuang no longer took this Feng Shui gentleman seriously.
Immediately, Shi Shiran stood up and said in an arrogant tone: "Master Xun, please go to the stone platform outside. The pavilion is closed and it is difficult to use my magic."
His arrogant words made Master Xun feel angry, but he still nodded, and the two of them walked to a wide circular stone platform extending from the pavilion.
The stone platform is surrounded by water on three sides, and a simple Yin Yang Bagua is carved on the ground.
When everyone saw that the fight was about to begin, they all looked towards the stone platform, and some brave rich people walked to the edge of the stone platform to watch it up close.
Jiang Heng and Dayan Sanren were the two people who dared to stand on the stone platform. Several cultivators in Tianhai City had seen the power of water gathering beads yesterday, and now they only dared to stay in the pavilion and watch from a distance.
"Master Chen, do we want to go out and watch?" Mr. Qingyuan asked cautiously.
Yesterday, he saw with his own eyes that a bodyguard who was watching from the stone platform had his arm shot off by a water arrow from Master Zhuang. He still has lingering fears, fearing that Chi Yu would be harmed.
Chen Xuan stood up slowly: "Let's go out."
Master Chen had already spoken, and Mr. Qingyuan did not dare to disobey, so he had no choice but to follow Chen Xuan to the edge of the stone platform.
Seeing that they dared to come out, Jiang Heng put on a scornful expression and said with a smile: "Mr. Qingyuan, you, Master Chen, stand so close to watch, be careful not to be frightened by the fighting and fall into the lake."
He was a powerful figure. He had never seen anything big, so he naturally dared to watch it up close. But who was that kid? He actually stood with him, and Jiang Hengdeng, who was already grumpy, felt unhappy.
The Dayan disciple next to him also shook his head and said: "Mr. Qingyuan, I used to respect you to some extent, but today I have to rely on a boy to save the situation. From now on, the cultivation circle in Tianhai City will be said to be just trying to gain fame.
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Mr. Qingyuan was extremely embarrassed and annoyed when he heard this, but he still resisted arguing with them. Later, he would let these people see what a true Taoist master is.
In the expectant and greedy eyes of everyone, Master Zhuang slowly took out a bead the size of a baby's fist from his cuff. It was crystal clear and contained a pool of clear water, which was constantly rotating and flowing, like a living thing. Everyone looked at it with surprise.
color.
This is the water-gathering bead that has made Master Zhuang so powerful in the past two days, and it is also the treasure that all the rich people present are bound to get today.
On the other side, Master Xun calmly took out a golden Feng Shui compass, which seemed to be his magic weapon at the bottom of the box.
"Master Xun, please." Master Zhuang said calmly when he saw the Feng Shui Compass, not taking Master Xun's magic weapon seriously at all.
In front of his water-gathering beads, all other magical weapons are rubbish.
Master Zhuang had already lost several people in a row, so Master Xun did not dare to underestimate the enemy at all. He muttered words, and the pointer on the compass in his hand suddenly spun rapidly, and finally stopped at the position of Li Gua.
Everyone could not see any changes at first, but three seconds later, they looked surprised because a spark appeared in the void in front of Master Xun.
Chen Xuan's pupils shrank, and he secretly thought that it was interesting that this compass was actually a treasure that did not require magic power and could be controlled by just formulas.
I heard Master Xun say "ji", and the sparks flew towards Master Zhuang at a very fast speed.
A disdainful smile flashed across the corner of Master Zhuang's mouth.
Water and fire are in conflict, and his water-gathering beads are indeed not invincible, but how can such a small spark defeat him?
Holding the water-gathering bead in his left hand and making a magic formula with his right hand, Master Zhuang began to perform the art of controlling the bead.
In an instant, the water droplets glowed brightly, and a water arrow condensed out of thin air. The incoming sparks were extinguished without any suspense. At the same time, the water arrow shot towards Master Xun's compass.
