Seeing that Chen Zhen did not speak, Xu Yuanqing turned around and cupped his hands.
"Master Xiang, I'm counting on you.”
"Elder Xu is too polite."
An old man in his fifties stood up with his hands behind his back and walked over. All the wealthy people in the northern Hunan region leaned forward slightly and looked solemnly at Master Xiang. It was obvious that he was the one they relied on.
Master Xiang took out an ancient compass from his pocket and walked around the box three times with the compass. He mumbled and looked very serious.
Everyone fell silent and stared at him.
Only Elder Xu narrowed his eyes and smiled.
"Master Xiang is a famous Feng Shui master in northern Hunan in recent decades. As long as it's a Feng Shui instrument, a blessed Buddhist treasure, or an incense tool, nothing can escape his eyes.”
As soon as he said this, many of the big bosses in Xiangbei nodded in agreement.
Xi Mu, on the other hand, did not agree. He smiled contemptuously.
"Who does he think he is? He's far inferior to our Master Meng.”
Everyone's expression changed when they heard Mu's words. Master Xiang snorted and put away the compass,"
"My magic power is meager, so I can only tell that this treasure is extraordinary, but I don't know why it is extraordinary.”
"Why don't we trouble Grandmaster Meng to give us some pointers?”
The sage-like Master Meng slowly opened his eyes and glanced at Master Xiang. He shook his head disdainfully, making Master Xiang so angry that his face turned red.
"Forget it, your cultivation is indeed low. It's already not bad that you can see that it's extraordinary.”
His tone was so loud that the wealthy people of northern Hunan heard him and their faces turned ugly. Master Xiang represented them, but he was slapped in the face like this.
Only Master Xiang sneered with his hands behind his back, waiting to see how Master Meng would make a fool of himself.
Just now, he had used his ancestral method to calculate with the help of the compass. He had barely determined that this was a very powerful Fengshui magic tool, but he did not know how to use or activate it. He had only been able to reach this stage after decades of cultivation. He did not believe that the pretentious Master Meng could be stronger than him.
Under everyone's unfriendly gazes, Grandmaster Meng slowly stood up and walked to the Eight Trigrams Disk. He closed his eyes and formed a seal.
At this moment, everyone was shocked to find that Master Meng's sleeve was actually moving without any wind. It slowly bulged out, as if there was a fan inside.
"This is?" Master Xiang's expression changed drastically. He looked at the silver-haired old man in disbelief.”
"Duh!"
Master Meng stomped his foot and exhaled loudly. It was like a thunderclap that shocked everyone present.
He pointed a sword finger at the eight trigrams disc from afar and spat out a mouthful of white gas onto the eight trigrams disc. The eight trigrams disc actually started to buzz and vibrate, and eight runes vaguely appeared on the disc.
As soon as these eight talismans appeared, the entire hall was instantly refreshed. A cool breeze blew, as if it was not September when autumn tigers ran rampant, but spring.
"This, this…"
Everyone's eyes were about to pop out of their sockets as they stared at the vibrating eight-trigram.
"Magic tools! A real magic tool!"
Boss Yan of the textile group said with a trembling voice.
Yang Laosi slapped his thigh fiercely. His eyes were as if he had seen a peerless beauty, unwilling to move away from the eight trigrams plate for a moment.
Even Elder Xu, who was the most shrewd, could not help but tremble, and a greedy expression appeared on his face.
Master Meng saw everyone's ecstasy and a hint of inexplicable mockery flashed in his eyes. He put away the spell and sat back down with his hands behind his back. Only then did the eight trigrams disk gradually stop trembling.
The temperature in the hall gradually rose and returned to the scorching heat.
"How is it? Now you know what a true master is.”Mu smiled smugly.
Only then did the wealthy people from Xiangbei manage to calm down. The way they looked at Mu and Master Meng changed. Some of them even made up their minds to get to know Master Meng better.
This was the real deal. He was much better than Master Xiang.
As expected, Master Xiang smiled bitterly, stood up, and cupped his hands respectfully.
"I didn't expect that there would be an expert who had stepped into the Dao in front of me. I'm showing off in front of an expert and making a fool of myself.”
After Master Meng sat back down, he returned to his half-closed state. When he heard this, he opened his eyes slightly and let out a soft gasp.
"You even know about stepping into the Dao. Looks like you didn't live for decades in vain.”
Master Xiang could only smile bitterly when he heard this. The other party's skills were a level higher, so no matter how much he was reprimanded, he could only endure it. He sighed and sat back in his seat, as if he had aged decades. After this battle, the reputation that he had built up in northern Hunan for decades was gone.
Chen Zhen's eyes lit up the moment Master Meng made his move. He finally confirmed some of his guesses.
"This person actually has magic power in his body?”
"Although the magic power is very little, and the quality is not high, it is already a level higher than a martial artist's elemental energy. According to his realm, he should be at the middle stage of qi condensation. Could this be the cultivation of Chinese people?”
Chen Zhen was quite surprised.
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