Bao'er thought for a while, "Then does my father know how to spell?"

Sun Yingying hesitated, "That...of course I can."

Jiang Chao was sitting next to him, so he couldn't help but admit it.

Back in Jiulong Cave, He Lianhai and a bunch of other mages were killed by Jiang Chao's Yifuzhen. If he didn't know how to spell magic, then I'm afraid no one in the world would know it.

"Who's more powerful at spells, grandpa or my dad?" Bao'er asked innocently.

Sun Yingying's smile froze, and he felt like his chest had been hit by a sledgehammer, which made him feel extremely tight.

"Well...it should be said that each has his own strengths!" He finally came up with a tactful way of saying it.

"Does it mean that each has his or her own strengths and levels are about the same?" Baoer asked next.

Sun Yingying nodded with difficulty, "Yes..."

"Oh, then I'll learn from my dad, and it seems to be pretty much the same." Baoer's voice was cute.

But to Sun Yingying's ears, it was jarring.

He wanted to refute it immediately, but he didn't know how to refute it!

Do you want him to say that Jiang Chao is not as good as him?

No matter how thick-skinned he is, he still can't say this.

Seeing Sun Ying's deflated look, Liu Qingyue couldn't help but burst into laughter.

"You little bastard, what are you doing?" Sun Yingying was in an extremely bad mood now.

He really took a fancy to Bao'er, a beautiful piece of jade, and wanted to accept him as his disciple.

But even with his most proud talisman skills, he couldn't hold his own in front of his own father, which made Sun Ying very discouraged.

At this time, the Masters Conference officially began.

First, She Hongchou, the president of the Feng Shui Association, spoke. After all, this conference was organized by the Feng Shui Association.

She Hongchou spoke humorously and got up to speed. At the beginning, the atmosphere in the hall was very lively and there was constant laughter.

But gradually, the atmosphere became solemn, and there was a dead silence in the venue. Only She Hongchou's voice echoed in the air.

"Thirty years have passed since the tragedy of Tianmen Mountain!"

"But I believe that no one here will forget it!"

"Almost all of you here have elders or relatives and friends who have died in Tianmen Mountain. Some of them have not even been able to recover their bones!"

Listening to She Hongchou recalling the tragedy of Tianmen Mountain, everyone's eyes turned red, their faces looked sad, and many people even couldn't help crying.

The tragedy of Tianmen Mountain back then was so tragic that it almost destroyed most of the magic world.

"Thirty years later, we still have no idea what happened in Tianmen Mountain back then!"

"But nothing in the world comes out of nowhere. Since it has already happened, there must be traces to follow!"

"And now that thirty years have passed, it is still unknown whether there will be another tragedy in Tianmen Mountain!"

As soon as She Hongchou's words came out, it immediately caused an uproar.

"President She, are you saying that there may be another tragedy at Tianmen Mountain?"

She Hongchou looked solemn, "The truth of the Tianmen Mountain Massacre has never been found out, but what happened cannot be unprovoked, so even if it happens again, it is normal."

Everyone was in an uproar, shocked and frightened.

But reason told them that what She Hongchou said was probably right.

As long as we fail to find out the truth about the Tianmen Mountain tragedy, history may repeat itself.
Chapter completed!