Chapter 73

Master Qian's pursuit meeting was very grand. Leading figures in Feng Shui, giants in business and celebrities from all walks of life poured over from all over the country just to offer master Qian a chrysanthemum and incense.

Because master Qian had no children, the meeting was held by a special group and several of his disciples. There was a lot of sadness and music on the scene. Some people are sad to show others, but master Qian's disciples are really sad.

These disciples have some face in the Feng Shui world. In addition to the fame of rich masters, their lives have been rising. Now their backers have fallen and their teachers have disappeared. If they are not sad, they will be heartless.

The leading figures in Feng Shui circles know that master Qian is indeed a great feng shui master, but his disciples have mediocre qualifications. I'm afraid it's impossible to achieve master Qian's achievements in his life. Seeing that they are more and more sad, the leading figures in the Feng Shui world can't say anything more than encouragement.

Young eagles always have to leave the nest. Even if Qian is still alive, it is impossible to protect them for a lifetime. Life and death, wealth and honor are in heaven. If they can't see through these, their highest achievement in their life is a second-class master.

Qi Yan and Cen Baihe arrived at the chase meeting together. Cen Baihe represents the cen family. Although Qi Yan is a younger generation in the Feng Shui world, it is said that master Qian had a special opinion with him a few days before his death, so their arrival attracted much attention.

"Master Cen, master Qi." a young girl with red eyes handed the white flowers to them. She was master Qian's youngest apprentice Xue Ping.

"Please forgive me. I want to come to the spirit of our ancestors, and I don't want to see you too sad." Qi Yan put the white flower on his chest and handed the sealed white bag to the senior brother behind her.

Xue Ping bowed to them, and her haggard face was full of sadness.

Qi Yan knew that what he said was useless. He could only sigh and entered the mourning hall.

Xue Ping stood up straight, looked at the back of Qi Yan and Cen Baihe, wiped the red and swollen corners of her eyes and bit the corners of her lips.

"Younger martial sister, the fifth master Cen and master Qi have sent elegiac couplets and wreaths. Do they want to put them together?" a middle-aged man who looks very simple and honest walked up to Xue Ping and whispered, "Qi Yan is just a junior in the Feng Shui world. The fifth master CEN is a famous big man. The wreaths they sent may not be appropriate to put together."

"No, just put it together," Xue Ping said hoarsely. "Cen fifth master will not be dissatisfied with this."

"All right." elder martial brother nodded and went to do it according to the younger martial sister. There are eight martial brothers and sisters. The younger martial sister has the best talent, and she is also the best in facial skills among them. Even the master once praised her for her talent. Since the younger martial sister said that the wreaths sent by the two people could be placed together, there must be no problem.

When she saw Qi Yan and Cen Baihe, Xue Ping was a little confused because she couldn't understand their faces. It was clear that they were outstanding, but she felt she couldn't start. A man is very short-lived but has a long life. A man is born lonely but blessed. It was the first time she had encountered such a face.

I think it's because she's not good at learning. If the master can calculate clearly, he won't be so confused as her.

Xue Ping's eyes turned red again when she thought of her master.

"Shangxiang!"

Qi Yan and Cen Baihe took the incense from master Qian's Apprentice. After lighting it, cen Baihe made a gesture to Qi Yan to signal him to go to the incense first. Qi Yan did not refuse. He came forward respectfully and offered incense. After he bowed three times, he walked to one side and stood well.

It was said that master Qian gave Qi Yan all the good things. I'm afraid it's true, otherwise Qi Yan wouldn't have made such a big gift. Some good people went to see Master Qian's disciples. Sure enough, some of them didn't look very well.

The master didn't give good things to his apprentice, but gave them to an outsider. It's really a great irony for his apprentice. However, master Qian, a master of the mysterious world, must have his reason for doing things. Even if these disciples are dissatisfied, they shouldn't show their emotions on this occasion.

CEN Baihe glanced at these people. After giving master Qian incense, he went to Qi Yan and stood there. It was like letting everyone know that Cen Baihe was on Qi Yan's side. If anyone moved Qi Yan, he would not give Cen family face.

Seeing Cen Baihe's attitude, people who originally wanted to continue to watch the excitement put aside their minds to see the play. People in the xuanshu world can't afford to offend Cen Baihe, because he has a good life. Offending such people will bring bad luck. People in the business world dare not offend Cen Baihe, because the cen family stands too high and stomps their feet, they can't stand it.

"Master Qi," master Zhao went to Qi Yan, saw Cen Baihe beside him, said hello to him and said to Qi Yan, "it seems that you have recovered very well."

"Thanks to the blessing of Baihe, I can't get better so quickly without their family taking care of me," Qi Yan whispered after looking at the photo of master Qian in the eye hall. "Last time, several masters spent a lot of spiritual power to break the array. How are they recovering now?"

"We old guys..." master Zhao noticed someone coming this way and said, "nothing. It's all recovered now."

"That's good," Qi Yan looked at the man, "so I can rest assured."

"Master Zhao," the visitor was wearing a black suit, black shirt and famous brands. It was not like coming to mourn master Qian, but more like coming to show the brand, "Hello, hello."

Master Zhao nodded at him: "hello."

"I've been wanting to visit you all this time, but it's a pity that you haven't been at home, I don't know..."

"Sir, I'll talk about something later. This is not a place to talk."

"Yes." the visitor nodded politely. Although master Zhao looked cold and didn't dare to be a little unhappy, he stepped back three times, but he still looked at master Zhao from time to time. Maybe some people were born to eat this set. The more cold master Zhao is, the more awed these people are, and the more they believe in his ability. It seems that it is an honor to say a few words to him.

With master Zhao as an example, Qi Yan felt that he still had a lot to learn.

At the end of the memorial service, master Qian will be buried. Except those who are better friends with master Qian, other guests have left. CEN Baihe wants to stay with Qi Yan, but Qi Yan doesn't agree.

"It's not appropriate for you to go to the funeral," Qi Yan whispered to Cen Baihe. "Don't worry, I'll be fine."

"Well," Cen Baihe patted him on the shoulder, "be careful yourself."

Those who stayed for the funeral were all the disciples and grandchildren of master Qian and people in the Feng Shui world. As a representative of the cen family, it was really inappropriate for him to stay. Although he doesn't care about this, he can't bring trouble to money.

Master Qian's yinzhai was chosen in a prosperous place with good feng shui. It is said that master Qian's disciples and grandchildren chose it together.

I don't know when it began to rain. Qi Yan held a black cloth umbrella, looked at the picture of master Qian on the tombstone, sighed gently, put away the umbrella, put the white flowers in his hand in front of his tombstone, stepped back and bowed to the tombstone.

Without the shelter of the umbrella, the rain fell on his face, bringing a trace of coolness.

"Master Qi," Xue Ping stepped forward and took an umbrella to cover the rain for him, "thank you for coming to the funeral today."

"Master Qian takes good care of me a lot. Being able to give him a ride is the only thing I can do," Qi Yan looked at Xue Ping, who is one head shorter than him, and walked aside. "Miss Xue, please forgive me too." he shook his umbrella, opened it on his head, and kept a safe distance between men and women with Xue Ping.

Among the disciples and grandchildren of master Qian, only Xue Ping has the most aura and pure breath. No wonder master Qian mentioned this disciple when he met him a few days ago.

Xue Ping said with a wry smile: "the master has passed away. Our martial brothers and sisters will go their own way in the future. It's really..."

"Master Qian once told me that among all his disciples, only the little disciple is the most transparent and talented," Qi Yan looked at Xue Ping, who was extremely haggard. "If Miss Xue doesn't take good care of herself, how can she inherit master Qian's mantle?"

"Shifu really said that?" Xue Ping looked at Qi Yan in amazement, some of whom couldn't believe it. In the metaphysical world, most masters have the idea of "passing on men rather than women". Even if they accept female disciples, they never regard her as a real heir. What can be valued is those male disciples. So Xue Ping couldn't believe her ears when she heard Qi Yan's words.

"Is Miss Xue doubting her ability?"

"No, I'm just sad and happy," Xue Ping covered her eyes and put her hand down for a long time. "Thank you. I won't lose my reputation as a master."

Qi Yan smiled and turned to look at master Qian's tombstone. There was such an apprentice. I think master Qian's spirit in heaven would be comforted.

"Younger martial sister, master Qian, what are you talking about?" a middle-aged man came over. He was master Qian's third disciple. Qi Yan was not impressed by him, and master Qian didn't mention the disciple to him.

"Third Elder martial brother." Xue Ping nodded to the Third Elder martial brother.

The Third Elder martial brother lowered his eyelids and said in a somewhat bad tone: "younger martial sister has always been the most valued by the master. Now that the master has passed away, you start looking for a new patron?"

Qi Yan frowned. It seems that the relationship between master Qian's disciples is not very harmonious.

"Third Elder martial brother, don't talk nonsense." Xue Ping lowered her face and apologized to Qi Yan, "sorry, master Qi, Third Elder martial brother is in a bad mood recently and doesn't speak properly. Please..."

"As a senior brother, I don't need you to come forward," the third senior brother sneered and turned to Qi Yan. "It's master Qi's ability. He can be favored by the master at a young age. He gave you the best magic tools before his death, even our disciples."

Qi Yan smiled when he heard the speech. He said why the third senior brother's tone was so blunt. It turned out that he came for magic tools.

Those magic weapons are good things with price and no market. No wonder this person's heart is unbalanced.

"Yes," Qi Yan said with a smile, "master Qian attaches great importance to me. No matter how I refuse, he still insists on giving me the magic weapon. If I have words, the elder dare not say anything, so I can only accept it."

The third senior brother was almost angry by his words. He picked up a bargain and sold it. It's shameless!