The ancient martial arts inheritance is very mysterious. There is a so-called three thousand Taoist Dharmas in the Taoist sect, which means that there are many ways to practice and enter the Tao, among which martial arts is also a way to practice Taoism.

To comprehend the Xuan Realm above the master is the first step to entering the Tao with martial arts. The old man who has been practicing martial arts for a lifetime, his martial arts attainments are almost the realm of a master. However, for him, the Xuan Realm is as unattainable as the sky and as unpredictable as a mystery. The few Xuan Lords he had the honor of meeting in his life are all the noble and respectable masters.

This is the first time he has encountered a master like Pang Feng who has entered the Xuan Realm at a young age, so he has even more awe in his heart, because this further shows that Pang Feng’s origin is extraordinary.

As an old man with great identities, he vaguely knew that many hidden places exist in this world, and these hidden places are powerful places that the country needs to rely heavily on. Pang Feng is so young and has such powerful cultivation, it is very likely that he is a master from these hidden places.

"Pingting, please pay homage to senior!" The old man with red face signaled to the sword dance woman with a serious tone.

The sword dance girl pouted, stared at Pang Feng, and said, "Grandpa, have you made a mistake? You haven't finished the fight yet, he may not be able to beat you!"

"Nothing!" The old man with a red face looked stern, glared at the girl fiercely, and then bowed to Pang Feng and said, "Senior, I have no choice but to educate the younger generation, and I also beg for forgiveness. I want to ask a wise question, how do you respect me?"

"Uh..." Pang Feng didn't know how to speak for a moment, but he was called out by an old man in his seventies and eighties. He felt really awkward, but the inheritance of copper coins recorded many martial arts rules, and it was not uncommon for young people to have high seniority.

"I am Pang Feng of Centipede Ridge! Old gentleman, I am a little presumptuous today. Since I have seen the old gentleman's skills, I will say goodbye!" Pang Feng bowed his hand like the old man. His purpose had been achieved, and he had no intention of staying for a long time.

After he bowed, his feet gently lit the ground, and his whole body turned into a wisp of blue smoke, and he fled away in an instant. The old man with red face looked at Pang Feng's light-fitting skill, and his eyes showed great shock and admiration, and blurted out: "Senior, you..."

Pang Feng's figure had disappeared without a trace, and the old man with red face couldn't help but beat his chest and stamped his feet: "I missed it, missed it! Such a strong man is so rare to touch, hey!"

Behind the pine and cypress tree, bodyguards appeared, and one of the burly long-haired men came over and said, "Old man, do I need to arrange someone to monitor this person's whereabouts?"

"Nothing!" The old man's face turned cold: "A martial arts senior is more powerful than you and others imagine. If he offended such a person, the consequences cannot be afforded by a family like ours!"

After the old man finished speaking, he looked at the sword dance girl coldly: "Pingting, your performance today has disappointed my grandfather. My juniors of the Xie family can't even tell the difference between elders and younger people. How should the family inherit the future?"

After the old man finished speaking, he swung his long sleeves and slashed his strides and disappeared into the lush green pine forest. He felt extremely regretful all the way, feeling that he had missed the master today.

Besides, Pang Feng left Xiaohu and walked eastward to find that he had really entered someone else's private villa area just now. He only re-entered the public area after crossing the wall to the east.

This villa area is more luxurious than Pang Feng imagined, and it is strictly guarded. It can be said that it is a three-step post and a five-step post. There are monitoring in many places. In such an environment, Pang Feng feels a little nervous.

"Invisible Talisman!" Pang Feng took out an invisible Talisman, pinched the magic trick, muttered something, and then the talisman paper in his hand burned, and then his figure completely disappeared from outsiders' eyes.

The guard posts along the way turned a blind eye to him, and the passers-by could not see him.

He followed the guidance of the tracking talisman and walked forward all the way to outside a green gate, which was the destination.

...

In the quaint and solemn villa, Master Yuanyi felt very anxious inside.

"I can't get this thing, I really can't get it! I'm not willing to give up, I'm really unwilling to give up!" Master Yuan Yi clenched his fists hard, his heart was very complicated.

"All the guests are here, sir!" A middle-aged man in a well-equipped suit came over and said respectfully.

Master Yuanyi waved his hand and his expression returned to calm. He was only fifty years old. His previous style was white-haired and bearded, and his fairy-like style seemed much older than his actual age. But now, he has changed his style and looks much more restrained.

"I'll arrive soon, has Mr. Xie arrived too?"

"Everyone has arrived, I'm waiting for you sir!"

Master Yuanyi nodded, without saying a word, and walked towards the living room.

The huge living room is more than 200 square meters, and it is decorated with huge crystal lamps, which is extremely magnificent.

There were almost a hundred people sitting in the hall. Among the more than one hundred people, there were three high backrest chairs in the three most prominent positions.

On the first backrest chair was a middle-aged man with a beard. The middle-aged man had a straight waist, his eyes flashed with bright light, looking down on all sides, showing his domineering aura. Behind him was a short and thin man, and behind him, there were more than a dozen young people sitting neatly.

All of these young people were wearing Japanese samurai uniforms, all of whom were holding their heads up and arrogant.

A red-faced old man sat on the second backrest chair. If Pang Feng was here, he would recognize this person at a glance. It is a coincidence that this person was Xie Mingjun who Pang Feng met before. His granddaughter Xie Bingting stood respectfully behind him, and there were more than 30 people sitting behind him, all wearing Tang suits.

The third backrest chair was empty, and there were about fifty people wearing gray robes sitting behind the backrest chair. Master Yuanyi stepped into the living room, the old man with red face stood up, and the people behind the old man, all the people with gray robes stood up, but the bearded Japanese middle-aged man and the dozen Japanese samurai remained unchanged.

A gentle smile appeared on Master Yuanyi's face and said, "Haha, I'm late. I'm guilty. Is it true that there are friends coming from afar? Today, friends from the other side of the ocean come to my Fancheng. On behalf of the fellow villagers in Fancheng, I welcome you!"

Master Haraichi stepped to his seat, and the thin old man behind the middle-aged man with a beard smiled and said, "Master Haraichi, Mr. Xie, this is Mr. Shibuya. This time Mr. Shibuya came to Chubei, it was a friendship journey.

Fancheng is an ancient city in China. There are masters like Master Yuanyi in the Taoist sect, and masters like General Xie in the martial arts world. Mr. Shibuya respects both of them very much. Today he came here to prepare a generous gift for them. Come on!"

Two Japanese samurai carefully presented a very luxurious and quaint brocade box. The bearded Japanese slowly stood up, their eyes as lightning as they looked around.
Chapter completed!