After Lin Wei's words came out, Ju Cong couldn't help laughing. He stared at Lin Wei with sarcasm in his eyes and sneered: "Boy, you are very good at playing with your mouth. You are like a teacher."

A miscellaneous Feng Shui master, right? Otherwise, you wouldn’t have even heard of Yang School Feng Shui, Master Yang Cheng?”

Before Lin Wei could speak, Ju Cong spoke up again: "Yang School Feng Shui, Master Yang Cheng was a famous Feng Shui master in the Song Dynasty. The lightless sword in my hand was inherited from Master Yang Cheng.

This sword has been used by the master himself. If you don’t know the reputation of Master Yang Cheng, you can learn more about it. As a descendant of Master Yang Cheng, can I still lose to a young boy like you after being immersed in Feng Shui metaphysics for decades?

?”

"Master Yang Cheng, of course I have heard of it!"

With a faint smile on his face, Lin Wei looked at Ju Cong and said: "Master Yang Cheng is a famous Feng Shui metaphysics master in the Song Dynasty. It's true, but...as a successor, how much of Master Yang Cheng's essence have you inherited? In my opinion, even

Not even one tenth, right? In this case, how could I lose to you!"

"you!"

Ju Cong became angry when Lin Wei said that. Ju Cong was already over sixty years old, forty years older than Lin Wei. To put it bluntly, Ju Cong ate more salt than Lin Wei.

However, he was so nakedly despised by Lin Wei.

"Boy, what are you pretending to be?"

"He's just a young boy. He's pretending to be a master. I don't think he's even passed the third level!"

"Master Ju Cong has so many years of experience, but will he still lose to such a young boy?"

Everyone present started talking, especially the people from Wanshan Village and Kaba Village, who looked at Lin Wei with sarcasm in their eyes.

"This junior is too arrogant!"

"Yes, I didn't expect Ju Cong to be the successor of the Yang School of Feng Shui. In recent years, the Yang School of Feng Shui has disappeared. I originally thought that the Yang School of Feng Shui was discontinued, but I didn't expect that the successor is actually in our Miao territory, and it is Ju Cong!"

"This Ju Cong is really tolerant. With his status as the heir of Yang School Feng Shui, he is enough to be the number one master of our Eighteen Villages in Miao territory, replacing Long Yingtian!"

"Long Yingtian and Wuyi are nothing in front of Ju Cong. After all, he is the successor of Yang School Feng Shui. The lightless sword he holds in his hand is enough to break all the Feng Shui that Long Yingtian Wuyi cannot!"

Some of the fortune tellers present also started talking about it. After all, they were all from Miaojiang, so their discussion was naturally on Ju Cong's side, and they didn't think much of Lin Wei. After all, Lin Wei was too young.

.

Long Yingtian, who was standing next to us, had a solemn expression. Seeing Long Yingtian's solemn expression, Miao Fenghuang couldn't help but said, "Yingtian, is that Yang School of Feng Shui really so powerful?"

Long Yingtian nodded and said in a deep voice: "The Yang School of Feng Shui was inherited from Grand Master Yang Cheng. Grand Master Yang Cheng was the first Feng Shui master in the Song Dynasty. It is said that he lived for more than 130 years. He has extremely profound knowledge in Feng Shui.

As it has been passed down, Yang School Feng Shui has become a unique lineage. However, there has been very little news about Yang School Feng Shui in the past hundred years. Everyone thought that Yang School Feng Shui was lost, but they didn’t expect... the successor was actually Ju Cong!"

From the shock in Long Yingtian's eyes, we can see how powerful Yang School Feng Shui is.

At this moment, I couldn't help but feel a little anxious, thinking to myself that this guy from the Yang School of Feng Shui is so powerful, Lin Wei wouldn't lose, right? But...it seems that no matter whether Lin Wei can compete with us or not, Ju Cong is still the same as ours.

It doesn't matter if we break through the level, because if we break through the three-tower formation, we have to extinguish the lights on the eleventh floor no matter what.

Ju Cong stared at Lin Wei with a sneer on his face and said, "Boy, are you sure you want to be last?"

"I'm at the end!" Lin Wei said with certainty.

"Huh, since I chose to put it last, it's embarrassing, so don't blame me!" Ju Cong sneered, then walked to the Feng Shui Metaphysics Tower with a long sword in hand.

"Enter the tower!" As soon as the voice of the old man who came out of the three towers fell, Ju Cong walked in with a long sword in his hand.

First level.

Everyone was counting the time. After Ju Cong walked in, it took more than a minute and less than two minutes for the lights on the first floor to go out.

Got through!

"So fast!"

"Master Ju Cong is so powerful that he managed to get through the first level in such a short time. He seems to have spent less time than Long Yingtian!"

"As expected of a descendant of the Yang School of Feng Shui, he managed to get through the first level in such a short time!"

"No wonder he said that he is the number one master of the Eighteen Villages in Miao territory. It's true!"

Everyone present started talking about it.

Next, the second level!

It took Ju Cong five minutes to get through with the lights on the second floor turned off!

Five minutes!

Such a short period of time once again made everyone sigh, and the face of Long Yingtian who was present also became extremely solemn, and he said: "The successor of Yang School Feng Shui is really powerful. If you really want to count, he is indeed worthy of the title.

The number one commanding officer of the Eighteen Villages in the Miao Territory!"

Long Yingtian's words once again caused a sensation among the people around him.

I didn't expect Long Yingtian to directly admit that his skills were inferior to others. However, this also reflected Long Yingtian's ambition and disregard for fame and fortune. If it were another Feng Shui master, he would probably be unwilling to say it out of his mouth!

The third floor!

Twelve minutes later, the lights on the third floor went out.

Everyone started talking again.

Next is the fourth and fifth floors!

On both levels, Ju Cong spent less time than Long Yingtian.

Long Yingtian whispered: "The fifth floor is a watershed. Once it goes above the fifth floor, the difficulty will become more and more difficult and longer. The ninth floor is another watershed. Above the ninth floor, each level will be more difficult!

"

really!

After the fifth level, Ju Cong's speed seemed to slow down!

It took Ju Cong more than half an hour to get through the sixth floor.

Next is the seventh floor. Ju Cong spent more time on the seventh floor, but in the end, the lights on the seventh floor went out. However, in terms of time, Ju Cong spent more time on the seventh floor than Long Yingtian.

Twenty minutes missing.

Break through the eighth floor!

An hour later, the lights on the eighth floor went out!

Everyone was excited, especially Wanshan Village and Kaba Village, who couldn't help but ridicule.

"It's already the eighth floor!"

"Haha, I really didn't expect it. I didn't expect Master Ju Cong to break through the eighth floor!"

"This arrogant boy slaps himself in the face. Let's see how far he can get in!"

Listening to everyone's discussion, Lin Wei had a faint smile on his face and said: "I bet he will never be able to break through the ninth floor!"

"Boy, don't talk nonsense!"

"Hmph, I don't have any skills, yet I'm still cursing Master Ju Cong!"

"Master Ju Cong has already passed the eighth floor and has proven his strength. Let's see how many floors you can pass later!"

Time passed slowly, and the lights on the ninth floor remained on. Finally, everyone saw Ju Cong walking out of the tower, and Lin Wei looked at everyone with a smile: "Everyone, what I said is right, right? He must be

Can't get through the ninth floor!"

Lin Wei's words naturally provoked a burst of curses from the Kabazhai people.
Chapter completed!