The strongest all-round student

Chapter 495
Jiangzhou Xuanhui is located in the suburbs far away from the city.

It was an antique compound, like a quadrangle courtyard in the capital, with gatekeepers guarding the door, outsiders could not enter at will, but Chen Yufeng was led by Zhou Daoji, so he entered inside smoothly.

At this time, the compound was very lively, and more than 20 people from the metaphysics circle gathered.

These are the people from all the Metaphysics Society in Jiangzhou City.

They were basically middle-aged men in their 40s, 50s, 20s, and young men like Chen Yufeng who were only [-] years old, but most of them came here with their master or father.

Among these people, there is only one person who can truly be called a master of metaphysics.

It was Zhong Wuxie, the president of the Jiangzhou Xuan Society.

The rest of them, although they are called masters by outsiders, for example, if a building owner came to the Metaphysics Society to invite people, any one of them would be called a master, like Zhou Daoji, who was invited by the leaders of Jiangzhou University, they are also masters The master shouted.

But in fact, that was nothing more than someone else's honorific title. Back in the circle, they certainly knew how much they weighed.

It seems that something happened today, and almost all the members of the Mystic Society are here.

"Hey, Brother Zhou, is this your new apprentice?"

When Zhou Daoji and Chen Yufeng came in, they ran into a middle-aged man in his 40s and a young man in his 24s and [-]s. The two of them were dressed in a very urban style, and they didn't wear anything like a Taoist priest.

The young man has delicate features and is very stylishly dressed. He looks like an ordinary little fresh meat. He looks very cold and has a proud expression on his face.

"No, this is not my apprentice, this is me..."

Zhou Daoji was going to explain that Chen Yufeng is a master of metaphysics, but before he finished speaking, Chen Yufeng answered in a hurry:

"I'm his follower, not an apprentice yet."

When the middle-aged man Zhang Kui heard it, he glared at Chen Yufeng on the spot, and shouted with a straight face:

"Since you are just a follower, what are you trying to say? Do you have a place to speak? Slap your mouth!"

These members of the Metaphysic Society usually come into contact with wealthy businessmen and high-ranking officials, and they are their guests.

So naturally he became very proud.

"Slap your mouth? Who are you, Lafayette?"

When Chen Yufeng heard it, he felt a little funny. These people are really awesome. Even if it was wrong to interject, but being so domineering and making people applaud, isn't it too much?
This is not treating ordinary people as human beings at all.

"How dare you, a little follower, talk back to me? It's fine if you pretend to be a big-tailed wolf outside, but here, lower your head for me, don't you understand the rules?"

Zhang Kui was furious, and while reprimanding him, he raised his hand and slapped Chen Yufeng's face. Seeing this, Zhou Daoji quickly stopped him:
"Brother Zhang, children are ignorant, don't be as knowledgeable as him, this is the son of a distant relative of mine, he is here to eat with me."

"I'm teaching him how to be a man. He doesn't know any rules. How can he do it? This is the Metaphysics Society, not the streets. Not everyone can talk."

Zhang Kui snorted coldly, and then gave Chen Yufeng a hard look.

"You are hanging, aren't you?"

Chen Yufeng was a little upset, so he carried it with him.

"You... what did you say, can you tell me again?"

Zhang Kui's anger that had just gone down suddenly rose again.

"You're half-baked, but you still think you're awesome, don't you? What are you dragging?"

Chen Yufeng said unceremoniously.

"You yellow-haired kid, do you dare to say that I am half-level? I think you are impatient..."

Zhang Kui was furious, if Zhou Daoji hadn't stopped him, his slap would have already slapped Chen Yufeng's face, Zhou Daoji naturally knew it, in fact, in front of Chen Yufeng, Zhang Kui's skills were really half-baked.

But he couldn't say it directly.

"How dare you humiliate my master? You are courting death."

Zhang Kui was stopped by Zhou Daoji, but the young man beside him, Jiang Haoran, was not. He looked very angry, took out a yellow talisman on the spot, and tapped on it twice while chanting a spell.

Immediately after, a kid ran out and rushed towards Chen Yufeng.

These people can exorcise ghosts and control ghosts, and they can also capture ghosts. At this time, what Jiang Haoran released was a little ghost he had captured.

"Don't mess around..."

Before Chen Yufeng could make a move, Zhou Daoji saw this, but hurriedly made a move to subdue the little devil, and then returned it to Jiang Haoran.

"Two Dao brothers, you still have time to make trouble here, hurry up to the council hall."

At this time, a middle-aged man dressed as a Taoist priest said to them.

"Well, it's over."

Zhang Kui responded and rushed to the meeting without any time delay, so he gave up, glared at Chen Yufeng with a cold face, and then rushed to the council hall.

After they left, Zhou Daoji hurried over with Chen Yufeng, and said to Chen Yufeng while walking:

"Master, don't be as knowledgeable as them."

"Ha ha."

Chen Yufeng smiled indifferently, it's best not to mess with me again.

Zhou Daoji explained to him again:

"The middle-aged man was called Zhang Kui just now, and the young student next to him is his apprentice Jiang Haoran. Zhang Kui is the number one master of metaphysics in our Jiangzhou, and is recognized as the No. 1 under the president, so you can't be arrogant. He likes to entertain us, but we people should put up with it."

"That's you."

Chen Yufeng said casually.

While talking, they quickly walked into an antique attic hall.

At this time, 25 and six people came here.

Fifteen or six of them are members of the Metaphysics Society, and they are all about 50 or [-] years old. The young ones are all disciples or heirs of these people.

These people sat around an oval peach wood table, the president sat at the head of the table, and the rest sat on both sides. As for the apprentices, they all stood behind their respective masters.

Zhong Wuxie sitting at the table is a middle-aged man in his 50s, wearing a white robe, with a long goatee, and holding a string of Buddhist beads in his hand. He looks very stylish.

Seeing that everyone has arrived, Zhong Wuxie stood up and cupped his fists at the crowd present:
"Thank you for coming, I won't talk nonsense, I believe everyone already knows that in the recent period, although it seems to be calm on the surface, there are actually abnormal movements everywhere, and the abnormal movements in Jincheng, Shanxi are the most violent. Soaring to the sky, something is wrong."

"Oh? Jincheng, Shanxi? Could it be..."

When these people heard it, they seemed to have thought of something, and their expressions could not help but be shocked.

Jincheng, Shanxi is the site of the Battle of Changping, that is, the ancient battlefield of Changping. The Qin army and the Zhao army fought for several years. The soldiers and horses on both sides killed and injured more than one million. What is the resentment of these millions of soldiers Heavy?

Back then, the ghosts and ghosts of these millions of soldiers howled and howled, causing the entire mainland of China to be disturbed.

(End of this chapter)