"Mr. Guo, Mr. Yin did go out to eat with Mo Jiajun and the others."
After hanging up the phone, Mo Zhengming said to Guo Zhongliang beside him: "But when they came back, they saw the car accident. Now Mr. Yin is actively participating in the rescue, so he will come later."
When Guo Zhongliang heard this, instead of being disappointed, he felt even more hopeful, "Okay, I understand, thank you Mr. Mo."
"This is what I should do." Mo Zhengming smiled slightly and said, "Mr. Guo, this evening's exchange is about to begin, will you come with me?"
"Mr. Mo, you are the organizer. You must be busy with a lot of things, so I won't disturb you. I have to go back to the hotel first." Guo Zhongliang brought several people over, including one of his disciples.
, came here specially to discuss with the young people of Chinese Xuanmen.
"Okay. Please, Mr. Guo."
After Guo Zhongliang rushed back to the hotel and told the story, Master Tianfeng said: "Guo Kang will be fine for a while. Let Mr. Yin come and take a look after the evening exchange meeting."
"This is the only way." Guo Zhongliang arranged for two people to take care of Guo Kang. He took his apprentice and followed Master Tianfeng and Gu Hong into the scene.
When Master Tianfeng and others arrived, about five minutes later, with Mo Zhengming's opening remarks, this time the discussion officially began.
The discussion between these young people was purely in the form of communication, and there was no intention of competing for superiority. Rather, they wanted to show off the results of their cultivation for everyone to take a look at.
However, young people's minds are not mature enough after all, and there are also secret rivalries between them.
This competition is completely based on the wishes of both parties. There is no procedure and there is no need to challenge for promotion. A and B have made an appointment and we come to discuss, so we compete in front of everyone.
After that, there will be seniors who will comment and that’s it.
"Hey, hey, hey, Xia Yitian, where are you? We have made an appointment, so don't be a coward." Not long after Mo Zhengming finished speaking, Gu Feibai stood up and shouted loudly.
It caused a burst of laughter.
"Xia Yitian was delayed by something and hasn't come yet. Gu Feibai, right? If you want to discuss, I'll accompany you." Xia Manyue looked at him with a smile.
"Uh!" Gu Feibai shuddered and buried his head in it. He was joking, he was only on the second level of Qi Refining, and he was sparring with Xia Manyue, wasn't that asking for abuse?
Soon, the program returned to normal, and pairs of people began to come up to discuss. Of course, everyone was quite peaceful and stopped.
"Everyone..." Just after a pair of young people finished their discussion, Mo Zhengming stood up and said: "I have good news for everyone. Mr. Guo Zhongliang from country P, Master Kumar from country D, and Mr. Kumar from country T.
In addition to Master Barton and others, Mr. Abe Yuuji and Miss Chiba Yui from Country R are also here to attend our Xuanmen Conference. Welcome..."
"Monk from Country R?" Everyone was slightly shocked. After all, no one from Country R had ever come to participate in the National Xuanmen Conference. However, out of courtesy, many people still applauded.
Amid the applause, two young people, a man and a woman, walked in.
The man is Yuji Abe. He is thirty-three years old. He is short, only 1.6 meters tall. He wears a samurai uniform and has a particularly vulgar smile.
The woman is Chiba Yui, who is twenty-six years old this year. Unlike Yuji Abe, Chiba Yui looks sweet and cute. When she smiles, she shows her little fangs, which is particularly charming.
"Hello to all Xuanmen practitioners in China, I am Yuji Abe."
"I am Chiba Yui."
Both of them spoke Chinese very poorly, but Abe Yuji's pronunciation was particularly harsh, while Chiba Yui's voice was soft, gentle, and very pleasant to the ears.
Although everyone doesn't like the people of Country R very much, especially the Onmyoji of Country R, China is such a big country and people are here, so we can't drive them away.
After Mo Zhengming arranged for them to sit aside, the discussion continued, and everyone pretended that they did not exist.
After a few more couples, Yuji Abe suddenly burst into laughter.
When he smiled, the two people who were about to spar also stopped and looked at Yuuji Abe.
After seeing everyone's attention, Abe Yuuji said: "China has always claimed to be the authentic Xuanmen, but I look at it, why is it so ridiculous? Are you sure this is a competition, not playing house?"
"If all the young people in China look like this, I will be skeptical of this authentic Taoist sect."
Yuji Abe’s words are undoubtedly like pouring a bowl of water into the oil pan and causing it to explode.
"Damn it, I'm not big, but my tone is not small."
"When did the Onmyoji of Country R, a guy who only relies on his wisdom in picking off people's teeth, become worthy of talking about Xuanmen's authentic sect?"
"Are you Yuji Abe? Do you want to compete with your grandfather?"
The middle-aged and elderly people were all seniors, and they were more concerned about self-cultivation. Although they were angry, they did not express their stance, but the young people started to yell one by one.
All they have to do is attack in groups.
"Okay, that's enough!" Mo Zhengming still stood up to prevent the situation from getting worse.
"Mr. Abe, our exchange tonight is just a simple discussion. We are all of the same mind. We should make progress together instead of fighting each other."
Mo Zhengming first set the tone for tonight's exchange, and then changed the subject and said: "But if Mr. Abe, you want to see it, the real battle of our Chinese Xuanmen people can also be with our young Chinese Xuanmen people."
People compete with each other."
"That's alright." Yuji Abe stood up and said, "Since you are all here, wouldn't it be a pity not to let you experience the onmyoji of our Country R?"
"Hmph, let me try out the skills of the Onmyoji of Country R." Xia Manyue jumped out first.
She has a hot temper and has long been angered by Yuuji Abe.
Seeing Xia Manyue standing up, all the Chinese monks smiled knowingly.
Xia Manyue is at the fourth level of Qi refining. She practices fire-based techniques. She is very offensive and is very suitable for fighting.
"Haha, are all Chinese young people cowards? They actually let a woman play. It seems that Chinese men are dead!" Yuji Abe mocked.
"Damn it, this guy's mouth is too mean, right?"
"Is this guy here specifically to stir up hatred?"
"I'll come, I'll teach him how to behave."
The boys below were a little impatient and came forward one after another, wanting to teach Yuuji Abe a lesson.
"I'll do it." Yu Sanbian of the Tianshan Sect stood up and said calmly.
Seeing Yu Sanbian stop, everyone took a step back.
Yu Sanbian is the disciple of Tianshan Sect Master Tianfeng. He is at the fifth level of Qi refining. Even Xia Manyue is not as good as him. He looked at Abe Yuuji coldly.
"Since you want to come to your door to torture me, don't blame me for being ruthless."