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"Isn't the inverted mold technology very developed now, you even have mastered AI technology, this technology shouldn't be a problem."

"It's okay to pour the mold, but it takes time."

Meng Xin scratched his head, he really didn't think about it, he was only thinking about the picture in Mission Impossible, and made a face model in minutes.

"Do you want to be someone else or just don't want people to recognize you?" Bai Qing understood what Meng Xin meant a little.

"It's enough to make people not recognize me."

"It's very simple, you don't need to reverse the mold at all." Bai Qing spread her hands.

"Huh?"

"What age is this, a makeup ghost can turn into a goddess."

"I think so..."

"But what do you want to do?" Bai Qing still couldn't help but ask.

"You'll know in a moment, you should have most of the fake master's information in your hands, right? Including those who are not here today. ”

"Yes."

"Can you give it to me?"

Bai Qing hesitated for a few seconds, "If you tell me what you're going to do." ”

"I'll tell you with my actions in a moment, and help me put on makeup."

Bai Qing stopped talking for a while, "Then you are waiting for me here." ”

"By the way, there are three men in black, who should have been born in the army, are they your people?" When he was putting on makeup, Meng Xin happened to think of this matter.

"Three?" Bai Qing thought for a moment, "It's not our people." ”

"Isn't it?" Meng Xin became more and more curious, what the hell were these three people here for.

…

At four o'clock, Bai Qing took a while to open, and saw a middle-aged man holding a wooden box on stage. This person is the so-called descendant of Zhang Sanfeng.

The microphone was handed over to him, a piece of national righteousness was eloquent, a martial arts culture was tear-jerking, Meng Xin, who was standing in the corner, couldn't help but want to applaud the person who wrote the manuscript, he could write such a beautiful sentence, this person went to write an online article and hit the street.

After he finished memorizing the manuscript, Bai Qing began to invite the masters invited by various families to the stage.

At this time, Sima Yi's second uncle Sima Xuan got up respectfully and invited an old man in a white robe next to him to come to the stage. This man's name is Chen Linbei, he is the legendary master of the Southern School, and Sima Xuan's ability to invite him is in itself an affirmation of Sima Xuan's own strength and status.

It's like a beginner in manga who invites Kishimoto to be a guest at his house, and he definitely can't even enter Kishimoto's door, but if Oda invites him, then he just sits down and talks about each other's experiences.

So on Sima Xuan's face, the already obvious arrogance was clearer.

Maybe you think it's strange, since the Sima family is a martial arts family, don't they know to distinguish between these so-called masters and fake?

There are a few points in this, first of all, the master of these frauds still has a little bit of ability, not that they can't even play Tai Chi. It's just that they will desperately exaggerate the strength of Tai Chi, such as prolonging life, releasing internal force, being as light as a swallow, and even perceiving nature, looking at the body internally, curing all diseases, in short, keeping an eye on the needs of the people, health, longevity, strength...

But these are actually impossible, as Zhang Sanfeng and Meng Xin said, with the foundation of Meng Xin's plane, the biggest function of Tai Chi is to strengthen the body, and you can deal with some dangers. Not to mention the level of boasting now, which is simply an international joke.

But what Tai Chi can't do, other sects can't do either, so the strength of these masters is also very high under equal circumstances.

Another point is that most Tai Chi masters are the apprentices of Qiu Qianren's younger brother, and they will especially use some technological means to create a famous trick or event. Of course, in the early years, there were also people who directly used dragging, anyway, to put it bluntly, they are already famous, how can they easily act as masters? You're going to fight the master? Are you worthy? If you are a sneak attack master, will you still be in this circle in the future?

Master, are so many sailors invited in vain? Is that much money spent in vain? Everyone respects the master so much, do you dare to disrespect? You're looking for death...

And most of these masters were famous in the early years, at that time people were really easy to deceive, the level of education was low, science and technology were underdeveloped, the network was not developed, and superstition in that era could still make a lot of money, not to mention the masters.

These later masters are rich, and in the Internet age, they use the means of the Internet age to continue to promote themselves, and by the way, they are backed by powerful forces, and such a phenomenon has slowly formed. If you tell those who are obsessed with the Master that they are liars, they will scold you to death. Some even relatives will turn their faces, helpless...

Looking at the look of the second uncle upstairs, Sima Yi smiled bitterly and took a sip of tea. And Jiang Yue, who was sitting opposite him, looked like he couldn't sit still, because Meng Xin sent a message to Feng Qian saying that he would come back later if he encountered something temporarily, and he couldn't get through if he called Meng Xin again, which made Jiang Yue feel extremely uneasy.

But when she said that she was going to look for it, Feng Qian and Sima Yi stopped her, because they basically couldn't find it blindly looking, and both of them had a strange trust in Meng Xin in their hearts. Maybe they have all seen Meng Xin's strength, so they firmly believe that only Meng Xin can bully others.

On stage, the masters talked to each other, and in the first round, Li Guodong's team first conducted an appraisal of the age of the paper and text. So they all have nothing to do.

The whole plan of the Korean people was still bloody, and it was completely recognized by Li Guodong on the artistic level of this authentic work. And then there's the content.

More than a dozen masters on the stage pretended to point around the authentic work, and the people in the audience exchanged heads and ears, and the number of masters of this level gathered together in such a number can be regarded as a once-in-a-century encounter.

Meng Xin listened to everyone's conversation in a corner, and only then did he know that each of these masters still had a name in the rivers and lakes, and it was the same as the real thing, which really made people laugh and cry.

After more than half an hour of observation, the masters finally elected representatives to announce the results, but because of the peculiarity of this matter, they did not feel that this time was too long.

After everyone's unanimous identification, this is Zhang Sanfeng's authentic handiwork, and this result is completely expected, just when everyone applauded and prepared to send off the masters from the stage to start the auction environment...

"Boom!"

Suddenly, a figure fell from the sky and smashed directly on the stage, smashing a big hole in the stage...