"I'll ask the Mirror Pavilion for the arrangements." Xia Qingchen said ambiguously.
Just as he was talking, a middle-aged man with a hooked nose and a hurried expression came in carrying a stack of identity tokens.
"Only ten people came?" The middle-aged man frowned slightly: "Forget it, let's make arrangements for you first!"
He issued an identity token one by one.
Among them, what Xia Qingchen got was an identity token engraved with the word "Huang Zhong".
After the distribution was completed, he said: "Your master must have told you the relevant matters, so I won't say more."
Out of caution, Middle Age did not elaborate.
"Now I will take you to meet the owner of the token. Make sure you have all the owner's information and follow me."
Led by the hook-nosed middle-aged man, they came to a rather luxurious winery.
Ten boys and girls were drinking and talking drunkenly.
"Are you still interested in drinking?" The young man snorted with a hooked nose, but he didn't blame him too much.
He was already used to it.
The hook-nosed middle-aged man looked at Xia Qingchen and others and said: "These are the people you want to stand in for. You can communicate with each other and master the basic information about each other."
When he left, the ten boys and girls in the winery immediately came forward enthusiastically.
"Who will replace Yang Qianyun?"
"Who is my substitute Zhang Fuguo?"
"Who is my substitute in Baiyun Mountain?"
…
Finally, the only wild young man who sat firmly at the banquet without getting up said calmly: "Who is here to be my substitute for Huang Zhong?"
Xia Qingchen was looking at the ten boys and girls in the winery.
Their cultivation level is astonishingly low, the highest is only five stacks of Zhongchen level, and the lowest is only one stack of Zhongchen level.
Among the ten major branches, the minimum threshold for any score is the sixth level of Zhongchen.
How come there are so many disciples whose cultivation is not up to standard?
Xia Qingchen couldn't help but remember that when he participated in the recruitment of the Martial Arts Heavenly Palace, someone like Mo Yuan who was obviously not qualified was admitted by the recruiter under special circumstances.
He suddenly felt enlightened.
The group of people in front of me all entered Wenjing Pavilion through special connections.
The sudden arrival of Xia Qingchen, the special envoy, caused Wenjing Pavilion to panic and try to cover up their presence.
So, he borrowed talented disciples from other branches and pretended to be these ten people in an attempt to deceive him.
After all, Xia Qingchen had never seen a disciple of Wenjing Pavilion.
As long as no one exposes him, it is impossible for him to know whether those ten people are substitutes.
After hearing what the wild boy said, Xia Qingchen walked over calmly and said, "I am."
The wild boy is undoubtedly Huang Zhong, whom Xia Qingchen wants to replace.
"Come, drink this glass of wine, we will cooperate happily." Unlike the others who actively and enthusiastically entertained the substitute, Huang Zhong always maintained a domineering attitude.
"I don't drink." Xia Qingchen stood there and said calmly.
Huang Zhong raised his eyebrows slightly, put down his wine glass, pointed at his nose and said, "Let me introduce myself first, Huang Zhong, and ask the nephew of the deputy master of Mirror Pavilion."
"If you perform well, there will be many benefits for you!" He threw it on the table casually.
A crystal clear money card caught everyone's eyes.
The disciples who came to take his place were all jealous.
Xia Qingchen was so lucky to have found such a generous financial backer.
No wonder this person has such a high profile. It turns out that his background is really quite big.
"You will be satisfied with my performance." Xia Qingchen said calmly, without taking the money card: "I don't want the card, I'm not interested."
In Xingyun Sect, there is no need for money at all.
Huang Zhong was slightly unhappy.
Although Xia Qingchen's talent is definitely higher than his, can his status be comparable to his?
What is the current attitude?
"There is no reason to take back what I gave you." Huang Zhong said forcefully.
Xia Qingchen was calm and composed: "Then throw it away! Get the information, the more detailed the better."
Everyone looked at it and were secretly surprised.
Huang Zhong is tough enough, but this disciple of the Martial Arts Heavenly Palace is even tougher. He has a sense of aloofness that looks down upon the world and is not looked down upon by anyone.
Huang Zhong looked deeply at Xia Qingchen and said slowly: "Give him the information."
A young girl disciple immediately took out a thick stack of information.
It records the skills that Huang Zhong has practiced, his strength progress, his family affiliation, his clan members, the special envoy who recruited him into the sect, etc.!
Xia Qingchen flipped through it on the spot and wrote down all the information in a short time with his superb memory.
After a while, he closed the document and threw it back on the table.
"Remember everything?" Huang Zhong was dissatisfied.
Isn't that too hasty?
There is so much information, how can you finish it if you don’t have to read it for several hours?
Not to mention writing it down accurately?
"You are asking about the eighteen members of the Huang clan in Mirror Pavilion, namely Deputy Pavilion Master Huang Haige, Deacon Huang Wentian, Palace Master Huang Yun..."
Huang Zhong quickly stopped: "That's enough!"
After all, exposing yourself to asking about the genealogy in Mirror Pavilion in public is not a good thing.
"You just need to understand these things." Huang Zhongdao: "The most important thing is what I have learned in my life. Among them is a Huang-level high-grade martial arts. It is very profound and difficult for you to understand in a short time."
"So, I will demonstrate it to you on the spot. You must learn a little bit about it, do you understand?"
With that said, Huang Zhongdai pushed away the table, put on his airs on the spot, and displayed his unique martial arts skills one by one.
"Soaring snake hand!" Huang Zhong shouted in his heart, and his wrist became as agile as a soaring snake.
It's fast and varied, and every time it goes out, it's like a poisonous snake pounce, which is dazzling.
The disciples from other branches sighed silently in their hearts.
Their talents and abilities are several times higher than Huang Zhong's.
However, they had no chance to master such advanced martial arts. Instead, they were mastered by an unlearned and unskilled person like Huang Zhong.
What an injustice!
After the drill, Huang Zhong asked Xia Qingchen condescendingly: "Did you see any clues?"
"Almost." Xia Qingchen said.
Huang Zhong hooked his hand and said, "Come here and compete with me based on what you have learned. I will point out your shortcomings in the process."
The most important basis for special envoys to identify disciples is their cultivation and martial arts.
The cultivation level can be suppressed to a low level, but the martial arts skills are real.
Therefore, he was particularly interested in martial arts and must ask Xia Qingchen to learn his own martial arts.
You don’t need to learn everything, at least you need to be presentable.
"Okay." Xia Qingchen jumped onto the ring.
Huang Zhong put up his stance and pointed while saying: "There are three key points to the Soaring Snake Hand. The first is to be fast, the second is to be flexible, and the third is to be versatile. One of the three is indispensable!"
After saying that, his eyes flashed and he suddenly took action: "Watch the move!"
Xia Qingchen also put up a posture and used the Soaring Snake Hand.
What puzzled everyone in the audience was that Xia Qingchen's flying snake hand seemed to have more rhythm, and the ups and downs of the movements were more smooth and free.
They were wondering in their hearts, and the two of them fought together.
With the same moves and the same level of cultivation, Huang Zhong, who should be the master of martial arts, has the upper hand.
However, the strange thing was that Huang Zhong was lightly tapped on the wrist by Xia Qingchen, causing Huang Zhong to cry out in pain.