Chapter Five: Pointing

  As mentioned earlier, the teacher and apprentice, the young master who has not yet left the house, the people in the rivers and lakes attach importance to seniority and respect the inheritance of the mantle, while their own age is secondary.

  Although Ningyuan is young, he has a powerful master, and his generation is naturally high. When meeting people in the Jianghu, as long as they can be connected to a bit of origin, whether you admit it or not, whether you are willing or not, on the surface, you cannot be slow.

  Gu Fenglin let out a loud shout, and Li Chuan River was momentarily stunned, not knowing what to do. If Ning Yuan was indeed the disciple of Qingping Daoist, then he was truly a junior. However, Ning Yuan looked like he was only in his early twenties, while Gu Fenglin was already over fifty years old. This Shangjiang City was also his territory, and both Jiang Shihao and Jiang Shi Ping were watching from the sidelines.

  Things have come to this point, and Li Chuanhe is not very suspicious of Gu Fenglin and Ningyuan's words. On the one hand, the Jiuxianmen sect is not well-known even among Jianghu people, let alone ordinary people who can't mention its name. On the other hand, Ningyuan can say his master's origin and their leader He Xiyue's name in one breath, which is absolutely not simple.

  Lí Chuān Hé stood at the station, not saying a word. Gǔ Fēng Lín and Nìng Yuǎn also didn't make a sound, they just smiled and looked towards Lí Chuān Hé, with amusement filling Gǔ Fēng Lín's eyes.

  Jiang Shi Hao and Jiang Shi Ping, who were standing on the sidelines, had long been stunned. Who was Li Chuan He? That was a great master of Shangjiang City, far more powerful than Gu Feng Lin, and even the Jiang family couldn't invite him every time.

  In Shangjiang City, the Li River is absolutely horizontal in the circle, always with its nose facing the sky, and has never been heard to be humble in front of anyone. But today...

  Especially Jiang Shihao, the shock in his heart is not worth mentioning. When he saw Ningyuan at the train station, he was still a bit disdainful. Later, it was also because of Ningyuan's glance that he noticed the Qinghua porcelain at the entrance of the restaurant stairs, which led to a change. But he never expected that Gu Fenglin's young master, who was only in his early twenties, would actually make Lichuan River retreat.

  Li Chuan River was stunned for a full minute, his eyes suddenly turned around, and his face color actually returned to normal. He bowed his hands respectfully to Ning Yuan and said: "Li Chuanhe of the Shanling Sect has seen Senior Ning, I didn't recognize you earlier and offended you, please forgive me."

  Li Chuanhe suddenly regained his composure and surprisingly bowed to Ningyuan, which left Gu Fenglin stunned and unable to react. Although Li Chuanhe was indeed Ningyuan's junior, Gu Fenglin did not expect Li Chuanhe to be so direct in showing deference, as this was not typical of Li Chuanhe's style.

  Ningyuan smiled faintly and nodded, saying: "Master Li doesn't need to be polite. Although our two families have a history, it's not particularly deep. Master Li can just call me Ningyuan."

  "I wouldn't dare, I wouldn't dare." Li Chuanhe chuckled and said with great courtesy: "I've long heard of Qingping Zhenren, and have always admired him deeply. Now that I've met his disciple, it's a blessing from three lifetimes. The world of mysticism is one family, and I hope Ning won't mind offering guidance. Li Chuanhe is grateful beyond words."

  Got it!

  This Li Chuan River won't be so simple to lower his head, he lowered his head and admitted defeat, calling Ning Yuan senior, was waiting here, first put a hat on Ning Yuan's head as a senior, then let Ning Yuan point out, Ning Yuan this senior can't even say no.

  Although Ningyuan was from the Jiuxuan Gate, he was only in his early twenties and couldn't have too much skill. Lichuan River believed that he had already entered the spiritual realm and stepped into the secret law hall. In terms of techniques and methods, he should be able to surpass Ningyuan. Since he couldn't suppress him with his status, he might as well have a real battle. If he could win against Ningyuan, a senior from the Jiuxuan Gate, in terms of techniques and Feng Shui layout, then his previous humility wouldn't be considered humiliating.

  Listening to Li Chuanhe's words, Gu Fenglin, who was still a bit out of it, suddenly came to his senses and became furious. He pointed at Li Chuanhe, just about to scold him for bullying the weak, but before he could even get the words out, they were forced back down his throat.

  If everyone hadn't mentioned anything about the master's heritage or the Jianghu generation, then from an age perspective, Li Chuanhe was indeed bullying the younger one. However, now that the generations are laid out, Ning Yuan is actually the senior, and Li Chuanhe is asking for advice, which doesn't count as bullying the younger one.

  It wasn't until then that Gu Fenglin realized the sinister intentions of Li Chuan River, and for a moment he didn't know what to do. He hastily looked at Ning Yuan, using his eyes to signal to him, hoping that Ning Yuan wouldn't agree.

  Gu Fenglin knew that his young master was not simple, and had some skills, but the Lichuan River in front of him was not an ordinary Jianghu swindler, but a real talent with real skills, and his abilities were not inferior. Ningyuan, even if he was fierce, was only twenty years old, and it was unlikely that he could be Lichuan River's opponent.

  In the tone of Gu Fenglin, temporarily find an excuse to shoo him away first, then call his master over. At that time, Li Chuanhe will still have something to say. In terms of status, Ning Yuan is the sect leader, who has ever encountered anything and the sect leader personally takes action? Directly throw a sentence, Li Chuanhe is not qualified enough for Ning Yuan to point out, and it's absolutely not considered losing face.

  Gu Feng Lin hastily made a pleading expression to Ning Yuan, but Ning Yuan seemed not to have noticed, and smiled faintly as he nodded: "Let's dispense with the formalities, shall we go in together?"

  It's true, at this moment Ning Yuan, if you don't count his age, really has the air of a senior, unhurried and calm, like an ancient well that doesn't ripple, with an aura that would remain unchanged even if Mount Tai were to crumble before him. Even Jiang Shi Hao, who was standing beside him, couldn't help but steal another glance or two.

  Jiang Shihao was also aware that Li Chuanhe was invited by his own fourth brother to slap himself in the face. In fact, before the branch company prepared for the setup, Jiang Shihao had thought of inviting Li Chuanhe, but he didn't have a deep relationship with him, so he gave up and instead asked Gu Fenglin.

  When he saw Ning Yuan answer, Li Chuanhe's face remained expressionless, but in his heart, a cold smile sounded. He made a please gesture and said: "Please, Senior Ning!"

  Ning Yuan didn't hesitate, taking the lead on horseback, stepping forward, Li Chuan River closely followed on Ning Yuan's left side, Gu Feng Lin took a step back, following on Ning Yuan's right side. Jiang Shi Hao and Jiang Shi Ping, as well as the middle-aged man who had been silent all along, brought by Jiang Shi Ping, slowed down half a step, following behind Ning Yuan's three people. A group of six people, Ning Yuan seemed to be surrounded by the five people behind him, entering the Jiangshi Group subsidiary building.

  Look at this lineup in front of you, closely following Ning Yuan is the number one Feng Shui master of Shangjiang City, Li Chuanhe and newly promoted Feng Shui master Gu Fenglin. Closely behind them are the Jiang Group, the renowned third son of the Jiang family, Jiang Shihao and fourth son Jiang Shiping from Shangjiang City. Although the identity of another middle-aged man is unknown, this lineup would shock anyone who didn't know the situation, making them guess wildly about the origin of the young man at the front, what kind of person could have such a big face and status.

  The first floor of the Jiang Group subsidiary, the hall inside is very spacious, and it has been renovated almost completely, leaving only some minor details. Several staff members are busy inside, seeing a group of people entering from the entrance, they were stunned at first, then instantly fixed their gaze on Ning Yuan who was in front, after that, they saw Jiang Shihao following closely behind, all of them greeted him respectfully.

  Jiang Shihao nodded to the crowd, indicating that they should do what they needed to do, and then followed closely behind Ning Yuan, silent as he entered. Meanwhile, Ning Yuan and Li Chuanhe both carefully examined the layout of the great hall.

  The layout of this hall is also obviously from the hand of Gu Fenglin. After entering the gate, there are two high imitation wind bottles on both sides, about one meter high, imitating the craftsmanship of the Song Dynasty. Although it's a textile product, it's also clearly from a famous artist.

  Ning Yuang walked over and took a look, then smiled and said: "This is the handwriting of Master You Xinquan from Ba Da Zhuang in Ping Shan Town, isn't it? This wind bottle has a big head, not to mention that the lines on it are smooth and the craftsmanship is realistic, it looks like it can be mistaken for real."

  Jiang Shihao had already seen Ningyuan's method of distinguishing porcelain, and at this time he was not too surprised. He nodded and said: "It is indeed the work of Master You, which I personally ordered from the Eight Great Estates last year."

  Ning Yu nodded and continued to wander around, seemingly very interested in the antiques inside, but he didn't say a word about the layout, not at all like a feng shui master, but rather an antique enthusiast.

  What's astonishing is that whenever he speaks, whether it's porcelain or bronze, whether it's calligraphy and painting or a screen, whether it's genuine or fake, he can pinpoint its origin with just one sentence.

  The things Jiang Shihao has set up, whether genuine or fake, are not simple. Even if they are fakes, they must have been created by famous contemporary artists and are absolutely not the kind of worthless junk you can find on the streets.

  Take Yuxinquan's pair of wind bottles, for example. Although they are fake, a pair costs 2 million yuan. If not for the obvious large size, it would be enough to confuse the genuine with the fake.

  The entire hall, genuine and fake, all in sight. Yet to Ning Yuan's eyes, these things were as if defenseless. It was precisely because of this that although Ning Yuan hadn't said a word about the layout, not one person present dared to underestimate him. To say nothing of other things, just his ability to identify antiques alone could be called master-level.

  Ningyuan carefully turned around in a circle, commenting on the arrangement of things inside, before looking at Lichuan River: "Master Li, I don't know what you think of this layout?"