I really am a celestial master

At this moment, Kou Ziqing's rhythm of shaking the bell changed, and then exhaled:

"Too high edict, super lonely soul, all ghosts and all ghosts, four lives with grace, the leader is super..."

Everyone felt that the mantra he chanted was as sweet as the ancient confucian chanting verses, full of a kind of sacredness, and as beautiful as the chorus of a church choir. Everyone fell into an ethereal state, and their hearts were unspeakable. .

Clang~

After reciting the first four sentences, the handsome Taoist began to dance with his hands and feet, the peach wood sword is like a sword dance, the soul bell is like an accompaniment, and the death curse turns into a song, all in one. In the era, the dance of the sorcerer that communicates with the world is full of sacred and mysterious charm. Everyone is immersed in it, as if listening to his spells and watching his dance, accompanied by his ringtones, they can wash away their sins. paradise.

After the last mantra was recited, everyone was still immersed in it. When someone in the hall recovered, there was no one in front of Muhuohu's coffin, and the mysterious and free Taoist was gone, as if everything before was gone. It's like a dream.

"Ah? Finished singing? No,...Is the ritual finished? Where's the Taoist brother?"

Qin Zhenzhen reacted, unable to see Kou Ziqing's expression, and was filled with loss in his mind.Mu Linglu returned to the gods:

"He went down to rest, right?"

At this time, the hall became noisy again, and many people were discussing the incredible Taoist, and the young women looked around, looking for his traces, and even asked the Mu family members of the order.Qin Zhenzhen bulgingly said:

"What do these people look for with Daoist brothers, don't their family have to handle the rituals?"

Mu Linglu was a little dumb, stroked her long hair and said:

"Let's go find him in the lounge."

In the corner, the woman wearing a sun hat and sunglasses came back to her senses and exhaled a sulky breath. She felt that some of the haze in her heart seemed to have been overtaken by the man. It was indescribable and relaxed. The man in the suit looked at her. It seems to be softer.

"Miss, this Taoist priest... not easy."

The man in the suit was stained with blood on his hands. It seemed that he often hallucinated and smelled the smell of blood, but at the moment he felt a lot easier.The woman did not answer his words, but turned her head and said:

"Mr. Yin, what do you think of your colleagues?"

It turns out that in this corner, besides the eagle eye man in the suit and this mysterious woman, there is another person. He is short and he feels like a dwarf. He wears a black robe and has no sense of existence. The only thing that surprises is that his eyes are very bright. He was full of emotions, admiration, shock, and more jealousy and murderous intent. He made no secret of this, his hoarse voice almost roared:

"Miss Tu, you can't stay here, please get rid of him!"

This killing intent surprised both Miss Tu and the man in the suit. Although Mr. Yin was ugly and unremarkable, he always tried his best to be gentle and elegant, and he had never expressed such ugly emotions.

As if aware of his gaffe, Mr. Yin sorted out his emotions and said:

"This person is a true monk. Just now, you were all bewitched by his mantras and dances. But it is not this that is really hateful. It is that he used this method to connect all the people present and related to the Mu family. Together, they turned into a kind of qi, giving the Mu family the luck that lasted for ten years!"

Since the founding of the country, there are only a few years old. Ten years is an era. For family luck, it is very long and it is enough to cultivate the next generation of heirs.Miss Tu frowned and said:

"The Mu's family can be stable for two years at most. That little Taoist priest can continue his life by dancing once? I don't believe it."

"What I'm saying is true! Miss Tu, under your family planning and luck attack, they will last two years at most. Unless the Mu family can put Muhuhu's bones in the Feng Shui treasure cave, it will be possible to continue, but he It’s impossible to use ancient methods to bury him. It’s definitely cremated and placed in the official tomb. The Taizu of this dynasty fundamentally eliminated the possibility of all officials looking for dragons and caves. Even if there is such a treasure, the earth’s dragon must be gasified. It will take years, even decades, for the family's feng shui yin virtue. Even if the Mu family rises up at that time, it will no longer be a direct line of this family."

Miss Tu said:

"That's the case, then why can he continue his luck for the Mu Family?"

"That's why I said he can't stay! It is a celestial master's means to grasp the canal. It is an existence beyond the reach of a geomantic master. The mountains, rivers, villages, and dragons can be used as they wish. "

"Tianshi? The Zhang family of Longhushan?"

"Impossible, the times are different, the celestial masters of the previous dynasty can grasp the luck of this dynasty."

"Such a powerful person, do you think Tujia can kill him?"

Miss Tu said with a faint smile, leaving Mr. Yin to stay for a while, and then said with an anger:

"No, the gods and ghosts are easy to find, and the great fortune is the same. He can easily detect if he is intent on killing him. The luck of a family is absolutely indelible. Unless the skynet of the national fortune can do it... But he himself does not If you are an enemy of the country, the national destiny will not embarrass the heavenly masters. Tujia cannot represent the country."

"That's the case, then why should I be right with him? He and I have no grievances."

"However, if he continued the life of the Mu family, isn't he an enemy of the Tu family?"

"This reason is not valid, because the way of luck is elusive. Am I going to kill all people who show feng shui to the enemy? It is not impossible for me to understand each other, so take your selfishness away."

Mr. Yin was very unwilling. He couldn't suppress his jealousy. He practiced the fragments of ancient Qi training forcibly. As a result, his family was ruined, and even he was turned into this ghost by his luck. The theory made him become an urban stranger, joining the Tujia to gain prosperity and wealth, but he has no goal in life. The ascetics pursue immortality and freedom.A truly capable person joins some families not for money, but for practicing through luck, which he cannot do.

"Mr. Yin, what is the gap between you and that Taoist priest?"

Miss Tu's voice seemed very curious, and Mr. Yin sighed:

"I am a primary school student who can calculate that one plus one equals two. He is a great mathematician who knows why one plus one equals two. This is the difference."

"Interesting, I am more interested in him."

Miss Tu took off her sunglasses, and her beautiful and tender eyes revealed deep interest.

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"Huh, freedom."

Kou Ziqing changed back to his casual clothes. At this moment, he was already on the long-distance bus going home, rubbing the jade finger on the thumb and muttered to himself:

"Old man Mu, you have tried your best to let me tie up your Mu family’s big boat. I will do as you wish. For the face of old classmates and dad, you have given your family a ten-year life extension. This is already the limit. Up."

This jade pull finger Kou Ziqing didn't think much about it at first, but later I looked at Mu Linglu's expression. Listening to Qin Zhenzhen's words, Kou Ziqing can practice Taoism, aptitude, blessings, and wisdom are indispensable, and I don't understand what tricky hands are here.

"I'm sorry to leave without saying goodbye to Mu Linglu, but this time it is a transaction in itself. The transaction is completed and you are free to come and go. When you look for me next time, it is not for the Mu family, but just for the old days, I will not refuse."

Kou Ziqing exhaled, lying in his position, looking at the scenery outside the window, feeling relaxed in his heart, it is time to go back to the second dimension to practice strategy, there is no such turbulence in the real world, it is a paradise for an otaku. It is a paradise.

It has always been dew point, the harmony of dew point, I am speechless, Mu Linglu can’t nod anymore

Shelf testimonials

I applied to the editor to put it on the shelves. I looked at the number about 120,000 characters. The main reason was that I wrote too slowly. Otherwise, there would be 150,000 characters in a month. After the shelves were put on the shelves, it would be updated twice a day. This is my 14 years later. For the first time on other websites, although I feel that my book results are far inferior to some of the same period of transformation, such as a certain Yiliya and the like, it really makes me envious.

But since I developed my style in 14 years, I have been in this style. I can write a book without everything, but I can't have my own style.The next one is almost a rewrite of the fan part.

Here are many reasons for choosing "Spirit of the Halberd Eater". I said some of them and I won’t repeat them. Let’s talk about other ideas, because I watched "Meals of the Wei Gong Family" in February as an addicted FGO, and in 2006 In the pit, I have always wanted to write a fate fan, but I feel that the writing is bad and there is no new idea. This Wei Gong family's meal has given me new inspiration.

Well, a spoiler, maybe the next or next world will write fate, the volume is called Matsuya's Fan.Now you know why the protagonist learns to cook, right?

Even if I write about the spirit of eating halberd, I don't like to use recipes to make up numbers. I mainly like to write about interaction with girls. I have always pursued writing online novels without stalling in the harem.

"My Youth Story Really Has a Problem" feels like it is also very popular among booksellers, but unfortunately "My Wife is a Foreign Goddess" has been written, and many old readers don't like me to repeat it. I am like this too, but passerby heroines Maybe you can write about it.

In short, no matter whether it is new or old readers, I hope everyone can support me. This time I will not have trouble with money. As long as I can subscribe, the updates will continue.the above.

Chapter 48 Feeding PLAY

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