Zhang Xiaoman's idea was stopped as soon as he had it. The person who spoke was Pei Laoliu.
"Hey, it's hypnosis again. This guy has been doing this trick for so long. It was already very difficult to keep the tenth place last year. I'm afraid he will be knocked down this time."
"Hypnosis!?" Zhang Xiaoman looked at him in surprise when he heard this.
Pei Laoliu glanced at his mouth and said, "Of course it's hypnosis! Otherwise, what do you think it is? Do you really think of him as a divine monk?"
Liu Ye said and poured himself a cup of tea. The tea was as green as leaves, and the tea was fragrant and fragrant. The sight of it made people want to drink it all in one gulp. Just one smell could penetrate the heart and spleen. What he was serving was a pot of the best tea. .
Pei Laoliu grabbed the cup, blew twice, then raised his head and swallowed it all. When he was done, he smacked his lips and spit out a small green leaf. He looked back at the fat monk who had stepped down from the stage and said, "This Although this guy can only come last here, don’t underestimate him. When he was young, he was very famous abroad and was a first-class hypnosis master at that time."
"Then, why did he change his career to become a monk?"
"I heard that he was cheated on by his wife, and his child died in an accident. From then on, he joined the Buddhist sect... Who knows, that's what everyone says."
Zhang Xiaoman couldn't help but be secretly surprised when he heard this. He didn't expect that this so-called monastic exchange conference really had something to offer. Only the tenth place person had such ability. It was really Crouching Tiger, Hidden Dragon. Compared to them, Mr. Liu's Taoism is probably not worthy of recognition here.
After the fat monk stepped down, the host walked up and praised his skills, and then introduced the next master.
The second person to take the stage was the owner of Fengxiang Villa, an old Taoist priest who was about the same age as Mr. Liu.
This person is wearing a Bagua Tsing Yi robe and a purple dragon dragon crown on his head; he is holding a seven-star dragon-slaying sword in his hand and stepping on the Beidou Tiangang Steps. As soon as Fang stepped onto the stage, he shook the talisman paper in his hand and saw that as the flames rose, the yellow talisman had turned into a ball of fire.
The Taoist priest touched it on the sword in his hand, and the entire sword ignited with blazing flames. The man turned the sword flower in his hand and performed a set of beautiful sword moves. In an instant, the stage was filled with flames, the sword roared, and the scattered flames were as dazzling as the sword energy. People couldn't help but think after watching it. Shout loudly.
After the old Taoist priest waved the sword in his hand for a while, he suddenly shouted "Stop it!"
I don't know what method he used, but the fire on the sword suddenly disappeared and returned to its original appearance, pinned behind his back.
"Huhu~"
The old Taoist took a few breaths, then bowed to the surroundings and said: "The fire phoenix rising to the sun is a new skill that I have recently acquired. I just took this opportunity to share it with all my fellow Taoists for a laugh."
Pei Laoliu shook his head and said: "The performance of Master Liu this year is not good either. It seems that the top ten positions in this conference may need to be changed."
Later, under the introduction of the host, all the masters came to the stage to demonstrate, including a two-meter-tall, hunky-backed Dharma protector monk; there was also an eloquent Feng Shui gentleman who predicted good fortune and avoided evil. Zhang Xiaoman could see that these people were all leaders in this industry and even other industries, and their unique skills were all astounding and amazing.
But one thing is certain, although each of these guys played well, Zhang Xiaoman was already sure that they were just ordinary people. They didn't see any real extraordinary means in the whole process. Although the skills displayed are amazing, they are not beyond the scope of ordinary people's understanding. The whole process is like watching wonderful magic and acrobatic performances, a bit like watching the finals of a talent show.
"Hey, did you see the 'calculator' who just went down? He is about 10 years older than you. I heard that he has a PhD in psychology from Stafford University in the United States. But later I didn't know which muscle was wrong. , actually learned these deceiving tricks from his grandfather. Tsk tsk, if it were my grandson, I would have to beat him to death."
Pei Laoliu introduced the performer's information to Zhang Xiaoman as usual.
"Oh? Then who is his grandfather?" Zhang Xiaoman asked.
Pei Laoliu pointed at the old man who was slowly walking towards the stage: "Well, it's not him. Mr. Ye Cangye, the current head of Longmian Mountain, has always been ranked first."
Zhang Xiaoman turned around and saw a white-haired old man in his eighties or nineties slowly walking towards the stage. Like Liu Ye, he was wearing a simple long robe. He looked completely different from the previous masters. Instead, he was as ordinary as a passerby, giving him a feeling of returning to his original nature.
Although the previous people had different personalities, there were some who were flamboyant like the protector monk, and others who were low-key like the fat monk. But the "master style" that they exude in their bones and has become instinctive is the same, and it is difficult to conceal it. But the old man in front of him gave people an ordinary feeling from the inside out, as if he was really an unrelated ordinary grandfather, without any trace of the master's temperament.
When Zhang Xiaoman heard Pei Laoliu say his name, he actually started to murmur in his heart, because the name was familiar to him, as if he had seen it somewhere before, but he couldn't remember it for a while.
"Mr. Ye, please slow down."
When the host saw the old man coming on stage, he showed a rare expression of respect. Zhang Xiaoman could see that the respect shown by this guy this time was genuine.
The old man said something to him. When the man heard that, his expression immediately changed. Then he bent down slightly and hurriedly ran off the stage. He said to the assistant who handed him a towel: "Xiao Wang, help me quickly. Make an appointment with the best liver disease specialist hospital in Lilac Flower Market, and we will go directly there after the conference is over..."
Mr. Ye Cang had already sat down on a futon with his legs crossed at this time. He did not prepare too many magical weapons when he came to the stage this time, he only brought an incense burner and a whisk.
The old man moved very slowly. He took out a box of matches from his pocket, tremblingly crossed out several of them before successfully lighting them. Then, he slowly put the burning match in his hand into the purple incense burner in his hand. He didn't know what he was lighting. He just carefully placed the incense burner on the ground in front of him, then waved the whisk and began to close his eyes and rest. .
Then, time passed like this for a long time, but the old man in the scene was still sitting cross-legged without any movement.
Zhang Xiaoman was originally looking forward to what kind of tricks this person was going to show, but he didn't expect to see any changes on the stage after waiting for a long time. He suddenly looked around inexplicably.
However, what surprised him was that everyone around him looked at the old man on the stage in silence, with some expectation in their eyes. Even Mr. Liu on the side was holding his breath and concentrating at the moment, without any sign of impatience.
"Huh? What's going on? What's going on?"
Zhang Xiaoman looked at everyone on the field and felt even more confused for a moment.
