Pei Feng glanced at Yun Moshan and said, "Don't worry. From today onwards, they will respect me like a god. They won't have the slightest bit of rebellious thoughts. Yu Qian will respectfully bring the money to me. As for that Ma Yunbiao, he is already a useless person. He only wishes to stay as far away from me as possible. "
His tone was calm, but there was no room for doubt. This was the confidence of a powerhouse.
"Mr. Pei, I knew that the person recommended by Uncle Xu was definitely the right person. You really are a master of spells and magic. You are an extraordinary person! Today, not only did you prevent me from being deceived, but you also helped me vent my anger. I really have to thank you! "
Pei Feng looked at him with a faint smile and shook his head. "You don't have to thank me. Since I am the master you invited, this is what I should do."
Although his words were polite, Pei Feng sneered in his heart.
Previously, this Yun Moshan looked down on him. He saw the annoyed look on Yun Moshan's face. This time, it was not a wasted trip. Even if he got to know these Shanghai bigwigs and Fengshui masters, there would not be a next time when it came to Yun Moshan.
If the old man from Yun Group wanted to invite him again, it would be impossible.
…
After leaving Gu Huai Temple, Pei Feng originally wanted to leave. However, no matter what, everyone refused to let him go. They insisted on setting up a table to show their sincerity. They only let him go after thanking him.
It was already noon. It was time for lunch. Pei Feng did not refuse and agreed.
He understood in his heart — treating and thanking was just an excuse. These bigwigs and Fengshui masters actually wanted to use this opportunity to get to know him better and become friends.
…
Cloud Chasing Hall of Yan Yun Restaurant.
The table was filled with delicacies. They were all served in jade ware. The fragrance of the delicacies filled the air. It was tempting to eat.
Just this table of dishes would cost more than 80,000 yuan. It was so expensive that it was shocking!
There were yellow rosewood tables, chairs, wooden walls, and golden silk curtains. In each of the four corners of the hall stood a slender, elegant, and beautiful waitress.
Yan Yun Restaurant was the property of Kong Man Dao. It was also the most luxurious Chinese restaurant in Shanghai. The Cloud Chasing Hall was the most prestigious hall in Yan Yun Restaurant. Usually, it was not open to the public. Usually, it would only serve the top leaders of the military, government, and business world. But today, it was only for one person — Pei Feng.
Although this was Kong Man Dao's territory, Pei Feng was sitting in the main seat.
Kong Wendao insisted that he sit in the main seat, so he didn't refuse and sat in the main seat without hesitation.
Everyone sat down and chatted for a while. Pei Feng turned his head to look at Master Zhuang, who had been humiliated by Ma Yunbiao.
"Master Zhuang, previously at Huaigu Temple, you said that Ma Yunbiao had entered Daoism through inner force. I would like to ask, what does entering Daoism mean?"
Master Zhuang quickly stood up and bowed respectfully. "Master Pei, please don't call me that. In front of you, how would I dare to call myself a master? I'm ashamed, I'm ashamed! "
He was originally humiliated by Ma Yunbiao to the point of being ashamed and disheartened, yet never had he imagined that Ma Yunbiao, who he looked up to like a lofty mountain, was simply like an ant before Pei Feng and was utterly unable to withstand a single blow. Not to mention feeling grateful in his heart, he even had the deep comprehension that there was always someone stronger in the world.
In his heart, Pei Feng had long been an extraordinary expert like an immortal.
Most of the experienced Fengshui masters were inseparable from cultivation. This Master Zhuang was actually also a cultivator. He had seen many extraordinary people with divine powers and methods, and he had also seen many tyrannical Martial Masters. However, all of these people he had seen … could not be compared to Pei Feng.
Just the magical instrument that could summon thunder and the heaven-defying method of holding thunder and lightning in his hands were enough to shock the world and convince people.
He looked at Pei Feng and explained respectfully, "Master Pei, entering Daoism is a saying in the cultivation world. Once you have cultivated magical power, can use magical instruments, and can cast spells, you are considered to have entered Daoism. These people are called masters. Basically, they are Fengshui masters, Yin and Yang masters, and some extraordinary people who specialize in the Occult Eight Trigrams and the Mysterious Yellow Secret Arts."
"Entering Daoism is a saying among the people. According to Taoism, being able to condense Qi and produce supernatural powers is considered to have entered Daoism. According to Buddhism, being able to see one's nature, enlighten the heart of Buddha, and accumulate merit is considered to have entered Daoism. For pure martial artists, it is very difficult to enter Daoism. People who enter Daoism through martial arts are less than one in a hundred. That Ma Yunbiao half-immortal is an example of someone who entered Daoism through martial arts. It is very rare. "
"Our Chinese culture is broad and profound, as vast as the sea. Moreover, it has always been relatively isolated and lacks true communication. Therefore, each sect, clan, and clan have their own way of saying and calling it. But in fact, a hundred methods all converge to the origin, and no matter how many changes there are, they are all the same in essence."
Master Zhuang spoke clearly and logically, but as he spoke, he kept sneaking glances at Pei Feng.
He was a little confused — this Master Pei was clearly an expert who entered Daoism through martial arts. His cultivation was far higher than that of Ma Yunbiao. Why would he ask such a strange question? He should know better than anyone else about entering Daoism.
Although he was confused, he definitely did not dare to ask.
He only felt reverence and worship towards Pei Feng, and he didn't even dare make a move that offended or disrespected her in the slightest.
"Well explained. I understand. Thank you, Master Zhuang."
Pei Feng smiled at him.
"You flatter me … Master Pei, please call me Master Zhuang from now on. In front of you, I am not worthy of being called a master even if you beat me to death."
"Yes, Master Zhuang."
After listening to Master Zhuang's explanation, Pei Feng understood.
This so-called "entering Daoism" should be the stage when a cultivator reaches the Foundation Establishment stage and develops magical powers. It was about the middle stage of the Foundation Establishment stage.
"It seems that … there are many sects and clans on Earth that have obtained the inheritance of ancient cultivators. Unfortunately, whether it is Ma Yunbiao, Old Man Zhou, or Wang Junkai, I can see one thing from them — the inheritance of cultivators on Earth today … is not as good as it was in the past. It has declined a lot, and compared to the orthodox inheritance of cultivators in the Immortal, Demon, and Demon Realms, the gap is even greater."
Thinking of this, he secretly sighed.
He had always wanted to find some strong opponents on Earth, which would be extremely beneficial to his own cultivation. But looking at the current situation, this hope was a little uncertain.
"Master Pei, the power of the lightning spell you used just now was simply astonishing! Which sect are you from? The Zhengyi School? Or … Maoshan Sect? "
Hearing Master Zhuang's question, Pei Feng's heart skipped a beat. "Both of them are Taoist sects, right?"
Master Zhuang stared blankly for a moment, then scratched his head in bewilderment. "That's right. Only Taoist sects have spells that can control lightning."
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