Send a red envelope to heaven

Chapter 329

Feng Xiumo stared at Cheng Sheng with his beard blowing, he had no idea that Cheng Sheng would jump out at this juncture.

Lao Tzu is now a critical moment, and it is time to establish the majesty of the lord, and you come out to make trouble.

"Why, the Sanshan Gate refuses to accept my management. As I said, your Sanshan Gate is backed by the Jinling Li family. You should pay for the expenses of this conference. Who made you rich?"

Feng Xiumo stood proudly in the field, tapping his index finger on the table with dignity, and his words were very serious and unquestionable.

Cheng Sheng was immediately furious, okay, you are clearly looking for trouble.

Let us pay for the Sanshanmen, haha.

If it was normal, Cheng Sheng would not care about this matter, but now he represents the Sanshanmen, not to mention that they are here for him, and Ning Cansheng is his nominal younger brother.

This is simply beating your brother Sheng in front of everyone. As soon as he became the leader, he put on shoes for your brother Sheng. Have you asked brother Sheng yet?

Brother Sheng refuses to accept you as the leader.

Cheng Sheng suddenly burst into laughter, the laughter was extremely penetrating, and the elders who were in front of him also looked at each other in dismay, this young man seemed to be trying to make trouble.

"That's right, I don't agree with you being the leader. This time, the Martial Arts Conference actually selects the leader of the ancient martial arts world in Wan'an Province. How can you, Feng Xiumo, have the qualifications to be the leader?"

This is blatant questioning, to keep Feng Xiumo from getting off the table in front of everyone, is to slap Feng Xiumo's face in front of his subordinates.

How can this be tolerated?

Feng Xiumo's face instantly turned as black as the bottom of a pot, and the fists in his hands made a cracking sound, wishing to kill Cheng Sheng immediately.

The others also didn't dare to vent their anger, Feng Xiumo was obviously furious, who would dare to touch this bad luck.

That is the Grandmaster of the Qi Transformation Realm, a strong man who is only one step away from entering the legendary realm of heaven and man. Looking at the entire Wan'an Province, Feng Xiumo is definitely worthy of the title of the top few ancient martial arts powerhouses.

Originally, this so-called Martial Arts Conference was just a formality, you young man really don't know the heights of the sky and the depths of the earth.

Taking a hundred steps back, Feng Xiumo is definitely above everyone else even if he started discussing martial arts normally.

"You mean, you want to make gestures with me?" Feng Xiumo suddenly shot a gleam of light from his eyes.

Cheng Sheng nodded, and stood in front of Feng Xiumo without giving in, "That's right, since you want to be the leader, you have to show something that convinces me."

The pot exploded in an instant off the court, and now there is a good show to watch.

"Okay, come on, bring my Yaoqin up."

Feng Xiumo frowned, and gave instructions to his subordinates.

Not long after, four or five ancient warriors came over carrying a large wooden box together. Even so, these people were still panting from exhaustion, which was really shocking.

"Humph."

Feng Xiumo flicked his sleeves, and with the Huaqi Grandmaster's unique Huaqi, he opened the wooden box, and immediately a seven-stringed Yaoqin appeared in front of everyone.

"Hiss, what kind of treasure is this, what a huge energy fluctuation."

"It's amazing, it actually contains the fluctuations of the realm of heaven and man, it's hard to see through."

Everyone was shocked, completely wondering what Feng Xiumo would bring up such a thing.

How could Feng Xiumo, a master of Qi Transformation Realm, use such a simple Guqin? There must be a big mystery behind it.

"Guqin?"

Guqin is also called Yaoqin or lyre. It seems that many men in ancient times liked to play the piano, and it has always been the favorite of literati and poets.

Cheng Sheng was also secretly shocked. This seven-stringed guqin is really good. It is shining like thousands of stars dotted on it. Don't take care of yourself.

More importantly, I felt dizzy just by looking at it.

"Boy, fighting is so boring, let's do a literary fight this time."

"A song of high mountains and flowing water will give you three mountain gates."

"Okay, you want Wendou, Brother Sheng will accompany you, let the horse come over."

Cheng Sheng opened his eyes suddenly, concentrated all his mental energy, and told himself intuitively that Feng Xiumo's actions must not be underestimated.

Feng Xiumo yelled, and immediately touched the strings, and various scales came out, and he instantly became a master of rhythm.

"Haha, good song, good song."

"Leader Fengxiu Mo is really powerful, and unexpectedly he is also proficient in rhythm."

The ancient tune was melodious and resounded in the audience. At first, everyone was mesmerized. One or two seemed to be in a daze, and they closed their eyes slightly to feel the beautiful and moving music.

Feng Xiumo played with ten fingers repeatedly, it can be seen that he is very familiar with the melody of this guqin, and what he plays is also like the sound of nature, which makes people unable to extricate themselves.

But as Feng Xiumo played the piano faster, a strange feeling came over his heart, and those who heard the music had joyful expressions on their faces.

In a daze, everyone seemed to see countless wonderful things beckoning to them.

Luxury cars, beauties, money, skills, and even an elixir that can ascend to the realm of heaven and man in one step.

"Ah, I have entered the realm of heaven and man, the realm of heaven and man."

In the first place was a great master who didn't know which sect, opened his eyes suddenly, and Sa Yazi ran wildly, ecstatic, the corners of his mouth were still drooling, and kept shouting that he was already in the realm of heaven and man.

This is even scarier than Fan Jinzhongju.

Not only that, the other people affected by the sound of the guqin also went crazy one after another.

In just 10 minutes, more than a dozen ancient warriors were affected by the sound of the piano, talking nonsense like lunatics, and running around on the field.

"Hmph, boy, I can't resist this song even if it is in the realm of heaven and man. How can you, a 20-year-old young man, resist it?"

Feng Xiumo stopped playing the piano, and stood on the field with his hands behind his back, except those who were already insane, the rest of them still closed their eyes, sinking into this long illusion.

The sound of the piano is really weird, it actually confuses people through the melody.

Cheng Sheng was also half-sitting on the ground. Unlike the others, he had a look of pain on his face, as if he was making a difficult choice.

"It's a trick. The sound of the piano must be deceiving people's hearts. Once you fall into this temptation, you will be finished."

In the illusion, Cheng Sheng gritted his teeth, barely resisting the sensuality in front of him. This was an incomparably huge mansion, even more luxurious than Cheng Sheng's residence.

There are countless gold and silver treasures inside, all of which are shining so that people dare not look directly at them.

Dozens of young women were wearing revealing clothes, but their looks were no less stunning than Lin Xiameng's. They were sticking to Cheng Sheng's body affectionately, making it difficult to control themselves.

Wealth, power, and even the big red envelopes from the Xianjia red envelope group all appeared in the illusion.

The sound of the piano brings people into an illusion, and then releases all the desires in their hearts.

Cheng Sheng is in danger, if he accidentally falls into this illusion, he will never wake up again.

"Ho, ho."

In a trance, Cheng Sheng laughed wildly, his eyes gradually became blurred, he almost forgot himself, and became addicted to this whirlpool.

(End of this chapter)