The ancestral hall was filled with storm. The two most famous Feng Shui masters in all the villages actually praised the boy from the capital. Is he very awesome? The tricks he said seemed to make a lot of sense, which made Luo Bingrun very angry, so he came to Luo Dongcheng and asked, "Brother Dongcheng, have you heard of that boy?"

In Luo Bingrun's eyes, Luo Dongcheng is a big boss in big business. He travels around the world and is knowledgeable. If Mr. Xuan is really so awesome in the capital, Luo Dongcheng should have heard of it.

They are all friends who grow up naked, and they know each other well. Once when the two were drunk, Luo Dongcheng once patted his chest and said, "Do you know why my parents named me Luo Dongcheng? I didn't understand at first, but now I understand." As he said that, he also burped: "In the urban area east of the capital, no one doesn't know Brother Dongcheng..."

So in Luo Bingrun's eyes, his good brother was a very great figure. Now looking at Luo Dongcheng's face, he looked at Brother Dongcheng's face red, with red bloodshot floating in his eyes, and his body was trembling slightly. The liar was hateful that he could make Brother Dongcheng so angry that Luo Bingrun was filled with righteous indignation and said in a low voice: "Brother Dongcheng, don't be angry, I'll drive the liar out now."

"Bastard" Luo Dongcheng, who was furious, reached out and grabbed Luo Bingrun's clothes. Luo Dongcheng, who was tall and big, picked up Luo Bingrun and roared, "Don't implicate me if you want to die." As he said that, his face pressed against Luo Bingrun's nose, and he said with saliva flying, "Do you know who he is? He is the Xuan Zong of the Xuanmen of Xuanmen. It's as simple as crushing an ant to death. If you stomp your feet, the whole country of China will tremble three times. You dare to say that he is a liar??"

What? After hearing this news, Luo Bingrun felt seventeen or eighteen gunpowder barrels in his ears, and at the same time, exploding, thundering, shocking him to the point of being out of control. In Luo Bingrun's eyes, Luo Dongcheng was a powerful figure. He could be called brothers with the village chief, and he would not change his expression even if he was pressed against the top of Mount Tai. Now he was panicked like a rabbit with a tail stepped on.

Luo Dongcheng threw Luo Bingrun away, then ran to Xuan Qi and nodded, as if the person who was angry just now was not him, but now the person who smiled and was servile and humble.

Luo Bingrun blinked his eyes slowly, as if he didn't know the person in front of him anymore. Why can the same person explode completely different changes in a short period of time? Is this Xuan Qi really so awesome?

Luo Bang reached out and patted his son on the shoulder and whispered: "This Xuan is extraordinary. Son, we shouldn't have a bad idea this time." As he said that, he shrugged his head again, and the back of his spine seemed to be cold: "Maybe there really is something wrong with the ancestral grave."

Roger felt his eyes clear. He could not have imagined that such a difficult problem was solved in Xuan Qi's hands in two or three strokes.

Xuan Qi's eyes narrowed slightly, and he had some sudden enlightenment for a moment. The bigger the head, the bigger the hat. Different influences can do different things. If Xuan Qi is not famous, this time he must use some means and use several confrontations to impress these guys.

Now everything has become simple, and it is even natural. From the beginning, everyone resisted, and even became greedy and thoughtful, to now begging themselves to help them change their Feng Shui, the attitude here has a big turn of 180 degrees.

"Let's go to the ancestral grave to see." Xuan Qi waved his hand and led Luo Jie and a group of descendants of the Luo family toward the Luo family's ancestral grave. Now most people have recognized Xuan Qi and begged Xuan Qi to help change Feng Shui. The attitude of others is irrelevant. No matter when it comes, they must obey the large army, and the attitude of a small group of people is irrelevant.

As the crowds surged out, there were only a few lonely people left in the ancestral hall, staring at the small eyes, embarrassed and helpless and frightened. Luo Bingrun felt that he had done something wrong and accidentally offended a big man like Xuan Qi. If he was thinking about him, he would probably not have a good life in the future.

A look of annoyance flashed across Luo Bang's face. He had already taken five million. Why did he still have a ghost-obsessed and wanted more? Fortunately, he was blushing and did not offend Roger. Looking at his dazed son, Luo Bang felt a little disappointed and said angrily: "Let's go and take a look at the ancestral grave..." He sighed and walked out first.

Luo Bingrun, who seemed to have lost his soul, followed his father, and was still thinking in his head. If it really didn't work, he ran out to hide first.

The sun shone brightly on everyone, making their cold backs warm. Xuan Qi walked directly in front of the team, holding a compass in his hand, and behind the ancestral hall was the ancestral tomb. As soon as he walked into the ancestral tomb, Xuan Qi felt a dazzling light. It was indeed a great killing formation for the most important sons and grandsons. Xuan Qi sniffed. The Feng Shui master was a little wise, and of course he had three vicious thoughts.

Master Zhou Xianshu and Master Zhang Tian looked carefully and could not see the clues from this. It’s strange, it’s obviously a good Feng Shui, but why did it turn into bad Feng Shui in Xuan Qi’s eyes, of course, combined with the misfortune of Luo Jie’s lineage, this Feng Shui is indeed a bit mysterious and evil.

When Xuan Qi walked over to the eyes of the formation, he felt cold all over his body. He stepped on the eyes of the formation, and a cold rippled upwards, causing Xuan Qi to tremble suddenly. His frown was already frowning, but now he was even more nervous. He didn't know what kind of magic weapon was buried underneath.

"Just here, dig three feet down." With Xuan Qi's order, two people holding hoes came over. The farmer had the strength of his arms, and the hoe quickly dug down. In a short while, he dug it to three feet deep. He heard a bang, as if knocking on a stone.

"There is something below." The strong man holding the hoe put down his hoe and bent down and was about to touch it. Xuan Qi immediately shouted: "Don't move, that's a dirty thing, you go back."

When he heard Xuan Qi say this, the crowd that was already tightly surrounded him immediately took three steps back and gave up the huge circle. Xuan Qi stood in front of the pit, stepped on the seven stars on his feet, muttering words according to the Xuan Family Method, pinching the seal with both hands, and pressing down hard. The originally hard stone was immediately crushed by Xuan Qi.

A stream of black smoke that could be seen in the naked eye rose up. The sun, which was originally warm at noon, suddenly became a little cold. People around him looked at the ball of black smoke and took a breath of air conditioning.

Luo Bang, who was originally half-believing and half-doubted about Xuan Qi, respected Xuan Qi as a god. His eyes were filled with respect, and at the same time he was greedy. With such a great Feng Shui master helping the ancestral tomb to modify Feng Shui, perhaps the Luo family lineage could also flourish.

Xuan Qi condensed the true energy in his body outside his body, forming a pair of true energy hands, grabbed it hard, and grabbed the broken stone tablet. There was still a rusty under the stone tablet, but it was once full of cold light and extremely sharp.

"This is a mourning skull." Zhang Tianshi widened his dark old eyes, went up and took a closer look, and exclaimed, "It is indeed a mourning skull of the most noble sons and grandsons."

Hearing Master Zhang Tian's words, the Luo family around him all let out a shocking cry, and shrank their shoulders in empathy. Unexpectedly, there was such a thing hidden in his ancestral tomb. Luo Bang felt a little thankful, fortunately, this nail was nailed to the uncle's lineage. If it was nailed to his own side, then...

Master Zhou took a small stick and picked up the broken stone tablet and saw dense talismans carved on it, including mourning gate nails and Feng Shui Bureau. This is a big Feng Shui killing array. The talismans on it are extremely exquisite and murderous intent. This makes Master Zhou shocked and exclaimed: "Who has the Luo family provoked? Someone has set up such a killing game."

Xuan Qi looked at Roger again and could see that the black shadow in his aura was dissipating at a speed visible to the naked eye, breaking the magic circle and finally changing Roger's luck.

Just as Xuan Qi breathed a sigh of relief, the old man suddenly spoke, "Look at it carefully, is there anything missing?"

Xuan Qi frowned again, and looked around. Suddenly, he found that there was a mourning gate nail in Luobang's lineage. Xuan Qi couldn't help but exclaim: "This is still a killing formation where yin and yang are in conflict."

The killing formations with yin and yang intertwined are usually arranged by master Feng Shui masters. The killing formations are divided into one Yin and one Yang. This is a formation specially designed to deal with Feng Shui masters. Generally, Feng Shui masters do not know how to identify Qi. If they break a magic array, they think they have unlocked the magic array. Unexpectedly, Yin and Yang can be replaced. After the Yin and Yang are reversed, another magic array will be operated.

Xuan Qi walked to the other side and took out the same suitable and mourning door nail. Luo Bang, who was already glad, immediately turned white. His lower lips kept hitting his upper lips. He slapped and slapped Luo Bingrun's head. He scolded while slapped: "I beat you, a bewitched bastard, and beat you to death.

Luo Bingrun was stunned and didn't even dare to breathe at this time. He didn't expect that such a thing was buried on his ancestral tomb. Thinking about the bad luck that happened to Luo Jie's house, Luo Bingrun shuddered for a moment.

He rushed to Xuan Qi directly, slapped his face twice, and while slapped, he cried and said, "I'm not a human, I'm not a thing, lard has caught my heart, I blame Mr. Xuan for wrongly, please don't remember the villain and help the Luo family survive this bad luck."

Greedy people are also human beings. When they suffer from skin pain, they will become faster than anyone else. The more greedy people are, the more afraid of losing. Real villains will always know how to adapt to the problem than hypocrites.

The Luo family members around him also came over and begged Xuan Qi to help change Feng Shui. The mourning door nail was obviously an old object with aging. The stone tablets were engraved in traditional Chinese characters. The tragedy that had been entangled in another vein for many years could not be repeated.

Xuan Qi waved his hand and helped everyone up. He agreed to re-arrange the Feng Shui bureau. He felt an indescribable feeling in his heart. Practice is indeed a mind-cultivation. After the sutras are more and more extensive, his cultivation is indeed smooth and fast.
Chapter completed!