I'm not the underworld

Chapter 497 Confirmed the eyes, they are the eyeballs I want
Chen Xiaoqi was speechless when he got such an answer, he just felt that Chen Yifan was teasing himself.

But he couldn't ask any more questions. It was obvious that the little great-grandfather refused to tell him, so he obediently followed along.

Martial arts practitioners probably got up very early, and when Chen Yifan and Chen Xiaoqi arrived at the widest main square of Yujian Villa, it was already crowded with people.

Warriors from various sects and sects took their seats around, but the upper seats were still empty.

But the ordinary warriors of Yujian Villa are already in place, on duty everywhere.

Chen Yifan took Chen Xiaoqi to find their location, which was in the first row and third column on the right in front.

The seats are for two people and two chairs, with a small tea table. This is the case for every faction. If there are many people, they can only sit on the long bench at the back.

I don't know if it was because of the prestige of the Chen family, the Jade Sword Villa gave them some face, or because Xiaolu yesterday let them see the impressive strength of the Chen family legacy, and arranged the seats in front of them.

Generally, the first row is for those who participated in the conference, and the leaders of various first-class ancient martial arts forces are seated.

Even the Miao family who came with Chen Yifan didn't take the first row, but were placed in the third row behind Chen Yifan.

Even for the Southwest Wulin, the Miao family is indeed just a small family.

After all, how strong can a small county town that lives in a backward place be so strong?
Here, in terms of qualifications based on seniority, only Chen Yifan can sit in the two seats in the first row for the Chen family. Chen Xiaoqi should go to the back by himself and sit with the younger generations of those sects and families.

But these two were the only ones left in the Chen family to attend the conference, so why did they talk about the rules, so Chen Yifan directly pulled Chen Xiaoqi to sit beside him.

This sitting, at a young level, Chen Xiaoqi is sitting with the ancestors of the family, at an older level, that would be incredible!

Probably, this is the pinnacle of his life.

The other warriors were obviously familiar with the matter of taking their seats, and they all quickly found their seats, and they were all seated in less than 10 minutes.

Some people who were acquainted with each other started laughing and chatting with each other, especially those juniors on the benches in the last row.

Most of them know each other, but they usually get along far and wide, and it is rare to see each other.

There are also some who are guarded to practice hard in the deep mountains and old forests, and have no access to the Internet. When they meet, they always talk endlessly.

Brothers and sisters, senior sisters and younger brothers, immediately made the whole venue quite lively.

As soon as the sun rose, the owner of Yujian Villa Dugu, accompanied by several important disciples and his daughter, came to the venue and took the main seats.

Afterwards, all the Taishan Beidou of today's martial arts will sit in the VIP seats.

Without repeated orders from anyone, the whole venue automatically quieted down.

Martial arts is not a school, and if you don't obey the rules, you will probably be scolded by the teacher.

In martial arts, if you are weak and don't follow the rules, that's a terrible thing.

Everyone cast their eyes on the distinguished guests who were seated at the same time.

Chen Yifan didn't know anyone, but the first distinguished guest was an old man in his 80s and [-]s. He was still very energetic, with the wind blowing under his feet, and his eagle eyes were like lightning.

Obviously, this is a big man at the level of a master. Don't look at him in his [-]s or [-]s. An ordinary young man in his middle age can't make a move under his hands.

The old man brought a lot of people, three men and one woman followed behind him, all three of them were somewhat similar to him, they should belong to the same family.

Among them are two middle-aged men, a little girl of eighteen or nineteen, and a young man in his twenties.

Chen Yifan's eyes flicked across their faces, the woman didn't let his eyes stop for a moment, but the man...

Chen Yifan's gaze stayed on the young man for two seconds, and then he left as if nothing had happened.

Check your eyes and meet the right person.

Born with double pupils, the appearance of a saint.

This is the person I'm looking for, but... Chen Yifan doesn't need a saint, Chen Yifan only needs his eyes.

As if aware of it, Shangguan Jinghong couldn't help but follow his intuition and looked over at Chen Yifan.

But at this moment, Chen Yifan's eyes had shifted to another group of distinguished guests behind the Ji family.

In today's martial arts world, the Ji family is the undisputed leader.

When the Chen family was still there, it was these two big families, one in the south and the other in the north.

Today, the Chen family is no longer, but the Ji family is still.

Just by qualifications alone, he is already a veteran in the martial arts.

What's more, they are perfectly integrated into modern society, and their strength is still number one today.

Wudang, Shaolin, Songshan, Emei, Beggars' Clan and Chunyang who came afterward, although they were honored guests, they are in no way comparable to Ji's family.

These sects value martial arts more than profit, and are always slow to integrate into modern society, not adapting to social trends.

But the ancients have already concluded that if you are poor in culture and rich in martial arts, what kind of martial arts can a poor ghost practice?

Is it true that the elixir and equipment have fallen from the sky?
Is it true that if you walk casually on the street and fall into a ditch, you can pick up magical secret books?
With the strength of these sects, and the culture and rules inherited by the sect, it is impossible for them to go down the mountain and rob them by force, so they must abide by the rules of this society and buy with money.

Otherwise, go to the mountains and dig it yourself!
In the end, the profit-heavy family developed better than the military-heavy sect.

It's not that there is a problem with the ancestral teachings of those sects, it's just that... they don't adapt to this society.

Among these sects, the Beggar Gang is second.

Unlike Wudang Shaolin, they are slow and slow, they used to come and go in the world of mortals, but now they rely on begging. In the whole martial arts, the output value of the sect is only lower than that of the Ji family.

They just have a lot of people and few masters, and the martial arts of several major town schools have been lost, so they are inferior to Ji's family.

Chen Yifan didn't recognize these distinguished guests, and was surprised to see the elders of the Beggar Gang behind the members of the Ji family.

Fuck!How come a beggar?
Is there really a gang of beggars?

It just so happened that Shangguan Jinghong looked at this Chen Yifan who looked like a bumpkin in amazement.

He couldn't help frowning, what happened to that feeling just now?

For a moment, my heart throbbed, a few beats faster.

That was... a dangerous feeling.

This kid... Could it be my daughter-in-law?

Thinking of this, Shangguan Jinghong couldn't help but glance at Ji Wanning beside him.

I have to watch closely, that kid looks like he's coming to me with a face of peach blossom luck, don't let my wife get caught.

"What's wrong? What's on my face?" Sensing Shangguan's shocked gaze, Ji Wanning frowned and asked him.

"Ha! No! Why, why don't people pay more attention to you because you are beautiful?" Shangguan Jinghong laughed.

Ji Wanning has black lines all over her hair. She really doesn't like to see this guy who is about to become her husband because of the needs of her family.

"roll!"

"Wanning! How do you speak?" Just as she finished speaking, she only received a stern look from her great-grandfather, so Ji Wanning had to bow her head and not speak.

(End of this chapter)