Sitting in the car, Garen glanced at the driver and Jayt in the front row. Both of them were silent, as if they didn't intend to speak at all.
Turning his face and looking out of the car, the buildings in Hera City are similar to those in Huaishan City, except that they are taller, some are even tens of meters high, straight and square, like huge building blocks, and the shadows cast by them are a large black area .
The convoy of cars almost drove out of the shadow of one building and then immediately entered the shadow of another building. Garen could vaguely see the edges of these buildings, and there were even exterior elevators in some places, which were very old-fashioned wooden and metal elevators, and the speed was very slow.
Most of the passers-by on the sidewalk outside the car were dressed in fashionable clothes, and some girls and ladies even wore slightly revealing clothes, showing a good figure.
The convoy kept moving forward, and I don't know how long it took, the buildings on both sides became more and more sparse and old, and gradually became similar to Huaishan City. The clothes of passers-by on the road are gradually becoming plainer.
This is the first time for Garen to go out of Huaishan. He used to think that Huaishan was a more prosperous place in this era, but he did not expect that Hela City is so much more prosperous than Huaishan.
The car had gradually slowed down when it reached this area, and after a while, it slowly turned into an underground parking lot in a residential area.
The car stopped slowly, and the engine stopped completely with a pop.
"Here we are. Please get out of the car." Jayt whispered.
Garen nodded, turned the car door and walked down. Dazzling across the entire underground parking lot, the entire underground parking lot is full of silver-striped cars, not far away there are several waves of silver-striped cars slowly driving in and still not stopping, and some doors have been opened, and other people who just got off the car are standing Then look around.
With the sound of the car door being slammed, master Fei Baiyun got out of the car accompanied by two Xinghuan disciples. Garen hurried over and followed behind the master.
"This way please." Jayt bowed respectfully, and then walked to an elevator deep in the parking lot.
Several Xinghuan disciples led Garen and his disciples to follow behind.
"Xinghuanmen is such a big show. They actually used police cars to open the way, and sent so many disciples to pick up Miwu from various sects at once." Gallon said with emotion.
"This is normal. The master of Xinghuanmen has several disciples who are high-ranking officials from this province and neighboring provinces, and their potential power is extremely strong." Fei Baiyun explained in a low voice. "You will be arranged to go to the student area in a while, be careful and don't cause trouble."
"Understood." Garen nodded.
The two followed Jait into the elevator and stood still.
The inner walls of the elevator are all made of mahogany boards, which are very wide. The floor is covered with a black square blanket, and the letters of Xinghuanmen are written on it.
Several people stood in the elevator without making a sound, and hardly felt the elevator's rising sensation.
Ding.
After a soft sound, the elevator stopped slowly and the door slowly opened. Outside the door was a black corridor with stone floors and walls, and every few steps there was a disciple in black clothes standing with his hands behind his back. Gives a formal and dignified atmosphere.
The corridor is connected to other corridors on the left and right, and people in various clothes pass through this corridor accompanied by Xinghuan disciples from time to time. All go to the left.
Jayt led Fei Baiyun and Jia Long into the corridor, then turned left and merged into a wider corridor.
Garen walked in the corridor, stepping on the cold and hard black stone surface, and could faintly smell the fragrance of incense in the air.
He was faintly excited, this was the first time he had experienced such a big scene, not to mention the rest, he just looked at the two rows of black-clothed disciples standing with their hands behind their backs, all of them were full of energy, and their fingertips were faintly white like spikes Guang Guang knew that these disciples were not mediocre.
At this time, the master in front had already greeted other fellows who had abducted in, as if they had met acquaintances, Fei Baiyun and another short fat man walked together shoulder to shoulder, greeting each other very affectionately.
Garen followed behind, looking at his nose and nose, with a solemn expression.
When you walk to a small circular fountain hall.
"Senior brother, please follow me." A female Xinghuan disciple came over politely and said to Garen. Then they separated him from Fei Baiyun and the others, and turned to a corridor on the right. Disciples from other sects, like Garen, were all led into the corridor here.
Follow the female disciple to the end of the corridor and enter a spacious square black hall filled with large mahogany round tables and chairs. There are already many people sitting in it.
On one side of the hall, against the wall, several colorfully dressed clowns were performing funny plays, causing everyone to burst into laughter from time to time.
Garen walked in without attracting anyone's attention, and the female disciple handed him a sign with the handwriting of Baiyunmen and left.
He found an inconspicuous corner and sat down, and inserted the brand pole into the specially reserved socket on the side of the table. The wall on one side of the hall is a huge floor-to-ceiling window. Although his sitting position is the most inconspicuous, it happens to be on the edge of the floor-to-ceiling window, and he can see the situation outside and below from upstairs.
Looking down from the side, the opposite side of the window is the middle floor of the gray-white building, and there are three floors down, obviously this is the fourth floor. On the opposite floor, one can faintly see the disciples of Xinghuanmen leading people walking around in a steady stream. They entered another hall.
"What a big scene." Garen didn't know how many such halls there were. But obviously there can't be just one.
Not long after sitting down, there was a depressing low cry from the entrance of the corridor.
"Bio is here."
"It's Bio!"
"What a great reputation, I want to see how one of the southern double stars is?" A bald man sitting at a round table in front of Garen's right sneered.
"One of the Southern Double Stars?" Garen looked up, and after waiting for a few seconds, a blue-haired man in dark blue casual clothes walked in slowly. The man's face was indifferent, his eyes, eyebrows and hair were all blue. Even the skin is slightly blue and shiny, with an unusually cold temperament. The man glanced at the audience and walked straight to the right side of the front of the venue. A group of people in white clothes who were sitting there stood up unconsciously to give way. He walked silently to an empty table at the back and sat down.
"Thank you." Biou said lightly, then sat down.
"Unexpectedly" Among the two middle-aged men and women sitting on Garen's right, the man sighed with emotion in a low voice.
Garen glanced at the wooden sign next to the two of them, with the words crossed swords written on it.
The sighing man had black hair, black eyes, fair skin, a high nose, and a mixed-blood smell.
He hesitated for a moment, and leaned over to ask.
"Brother, I don't know the origin of this Biou, why is his whole body blue? It's actually one of the southern double stars? Can you explain it to me?"
The middle-aged man froze for a moment, then laughed. He glanced at Garen's wooden sign.
"It turned out to be a disciple of Baiyunmen. Our Cross Sword opened a martial arts gym near you, and we have heard of your reputation. My name is Layton, and I have admired you for a long time."
Garen was stunned, watching the foreigners with all kinds of hair colors and skin colors speaking in a tone similar to Chinese martial arts. Although the language was different, it still felt weird.
"My name is Garen, Brother Layton, can you tell me about the situation in our southern secret martial arts world?"
"Of course it's no problem." The man also seemed to be a talkative person, and then he leaned over and immediately began to introduce the situation of the entire southern secret martial arts world.
"It seems that you are also a new disciple, right? Let me introduce you carefully, the strongest in our southern secret martial arts world is the Xinghuanmen and the Red Sand Sword. I won't talk about the Xinghuanmen, the one who practices is the Xinghuanhand , the fingers of both hands are very domineering, you will be able to see it in a few days. And Hongsha Sword is another big faction, occupying two provinces in the south, slightly weaker than Xinghuanmen, this Biou is the contemporary of Hongsha Swordmen The most outstanding disciples, as famous as Andreira of the Star Ring Sect, are said to have practiced secret martial arts to a terrifying level, and their strength almost surpassed the masters and elders who taught them."
"Better than the master and the senior elders? Impossible? This Biou doesn't look like he's over twenty-five years old? Does he have such strength?" Garen was slightly surprised.
"You also know that the young and strong in our secret martial arts world have physical and energy advantages. The older generation of masters just rely on their rich experience. There is a chance. So it depends on the factors of talent and hard work. Andrela of Xinghuanmen and Biou of Hongshajian are such geniuses who do not lack talent and hard work. With the best secret martial arts, I think It's hard not to be strong." Layton said with emotion, a trace of envy flashed in his eyes. "As you get older, your body begins to decline, and your strength begins to decline no matter how you maintain it. This is a natural law and there is no way around it."
"You have worked hard enough." The middle-aged woman on the side gently held Layton's hand and comforted her.
Garen was thoughtful.
"Then Andrela and Biou are the two strongest in the South?"
"I don't know about this, but it should be." Layton nodded, "Andrela has become the number one secret martial artist in the south, it is already a recognized fact, last time Biou was defeated by him, this time It looks like he has made another breakthrough and is clearly ready to fight for the number one position again."
"Then it's a good show!" Gallon's interest suddenly increased, "I haven't seen the strength of a real Miwu fighter yet, so I can see it for a while."
"You look quite young, you must have good talent, no wonder your master brought you here to learn more." Layton smiled. "But you may be wrong. Before they do it, we small sects have to do it first."
"Should we strike first?" Garen was puzzled for a moment, but then he understood, "That's right, if it's the strongest strike at the beginning, who will look at us for comparison?"
"It's good that you can understand." Layton smiled and stopped talking.
Garen then asked some common sense about the secret martial arts world.
There are not many people in the secret martial arts world, but each of them is a powerful level that ordinary martial arts lovers yearn for, and each sect has huge forces behind it. With so many people gathered together, although it is already the era of hot weapons, the government still has to increase the scale of protection to avoid a late response to a conflict.
(end of this chapter)