The best feng shui master

Chapter 667

"Feather!"

"Brother Lingyu, where are you?"

A group of warriors shouted in horror, but there was no response for a long time.

While the mist is rolling, butterflies are still dancing, bees are still busy among the flowers, big trees are swaying in the mist, and birds are necking in the haze. In addition to the sudden mist, there are also bruises on people's faces. Nervous and panic, nothing seems to have changed.

Of course, there is also Yang Lingyu who disappeared without a trace!

Everyone looked around, but they didn't dare to move around, for fear that someone would be like Yang Lingyu, leaving nothing but a bunch of blood and half of the wooden stick.

"Master, me, what should we do?"

Panic was written on Yang Lingfei's delicate fox-like face. She stood there, motionless. Before Yang Lingyu disappeared, she was the closest to him, and she was the most frightened of all.

Seeing a living person disappear in front of her, no matter how determined her mind is, she cannot be immune to the sudden fear. Who knows if she will be the next person to be "swallowed" by the stone arch?

Now Yang Lingfei can't tell whether it's the real feeling or the psychological fear that is causing the trouble. She only feels the coldness all over her body, and the bone-piercing chill gushes out from the blue-black stone arch, like a big hand, It would pull her in anytime.

She regretted it, why didn't she stop Yang Lingyu from messing around just now?Why are you still secretly laughing at Chen Yi's "ignorance"?
Fortunately, throwing stones not only did not ask the way out, but asked the ghost!

Yang Fuchen's whisk had already been taken off his shoulders, and he was holding it in his hand. His unique dark purple lips were tightly pressed together, his eyes stared at the stone arch that was looming in the mist, and he said nothing.

He Qingqing didn't know when she had grabbed Chen Yi's arm so hard, but she didn't notice it herself. At this moment, she suddenly heard the explanation of "throwing stones to ask for directions", which was really stupid.

The truth was held in Chen Yi's hands, and he also said it, but everyone would rather believe their own experience than the words of this dragon master, who is proficient in 72 rounds of Qimen Dunjia.

Everyone's eyes were also projected over, fixed on Chen Yi's face, with hope, but also with a trace of anxiety.

Those guys who were jealous because Chen Yi "seduced" Senior Sister Lingfei before, and those young disciples who laughed at Chen Yi as a layman and knew how to throw stones to ask directions, all put their hopes on Chen Yi.

It's just that those disciples are looking forward to Yang Lingyu's life or his death, which is unknown.

Yang Fuchen flicked the whisk, and the whisk made of stag tail scattered the dense fog a few feet in front of him, allowing him to see Chen Yi's expressionless face clearly.

"Xiaoyou Chen, what do you think?" Yang Fuchen didn't even know where his disciple had gone, let alone rescued him, so he could only turn to this young junior for help.

Chen Yi didn't speak, but kept calculating with his left hand. The fluctuation of spiritual power at that moment just now gave him some clues about this Qimen ecstasy formation, saving a lot of energy.

It can be said that Yang Lingyu's chaos actually helped Chen Yi a small favor.

For a full 10 minutes, Chen Yi's face gradually became serious.

He didn't care about Yang Lingyu's death, he died as soon as he died, and it had nothing to do with him, but they seemed to have to follow in his footsteps.

"Mr. Chen, you have something to say, what's going on?" someone said anxiously.

"I think he's avenging his own personal revenge and delaying time on purpose?" a guy with a sharp mouth and monkey cheeks whispered to his companion.

"This person is really nasty, first he snatched Senior Brother Yang's woman, but now he deliberately delays time." Another person also pointed.

Chen Yi made serious calculations there, but Yang Lingyu's brothers couldn't help it, they said everything, as if Yang Lingyu didn't kill himself, but Chen Yi pushed in!
"Chen Xiaoyou, did you say something?" The old man Yang Yunyi couldn't hold his temper anymore, but he was not as anxious as those disciples who were dazzled by jealousy.

Chen Yi just finished the calculation, and sighed helplessly, "I'm afraid Yang Lingyu's hope of surviving is running out."

"The hope of survival is running out?"

Yang Fuchen was taken aback, although he knew the result in his heart, but hearing it from Chen Yi still made him tremble involuntarily.

That Yang Lingyu was his apprentice raised since he was a child, because the family who moved to the mountain was withered in the early years, except for his uncle who immigrated, only he and a few old people in the clan were left.

In order to restore the glory of Qianshan School, and also to find the legendary object of destiny, Yang Fuchen put in a lot of painstaking efforts, explored ancient tombs, and recruited a lot of disciples. Among all his disciples, Yang Lingyu was the most optimistic about being able to lead the school in the future. One of the people who moved the mountain.

If he is in danger now, it means that all his hard work of more than 20 years has been wasted.

Thinking of this, Yang Fuchen couldn't help turning his gaze to Yang Lingfei, but when he saw her footsteps that hadn't moved since Lingyu's accident, he sighed to himself again, and a certain thought that had just been brought up was instantly overwhelmed. dispel.

"Little brother, what basis do you have for saying that?"

Yang Fuchen was not the only one who watched Yang Lingyu grow up. This Yang Yunyi was also one of them. Anyone who watched the child he raised was sentenced to a "death notice" would not believe it, and this was the same for Yang Yunyi.

Chen Yi glanced at the unbelieving gazes of the people around him, and said, "You should also know that there are eight gates in this Qimen dunjia, namely, the opening gate, the rest gate, the birth gate, the wound gate, the Du gate, the Jing gate, and the shock gate. The door of death and the door of death, the worst is the door of death, the most auspicious is the door of life, and these 72 rounds of Qimen Dunjia are only four more changes compared with the nine rounds of Yin and Yang, more complicated and more dangerous, but the most basic The Eight Gates and Nine Stars of the world have not changed. And behind this stone arch is the place of the gate of death, what do you think is the hope of Yang Lingyu's survival?"

Yang Lingfei had already retreated, stood beside Chen Yi and Yang Fuchen, she accidentally understood, and asked: "Then behind is the gate of death? But I didn't find any danger, look, flowers, trees, grass grow warbler It's flying, it's very peaceful, and, even if Junior Brother Lingyu is inside, he should be in our line of sight, right?"

"Since it's called the Qimen Bewildering Formation, don't believe what you see with your eyes."

Chen Yi pointed to the butterfly hummingbird in the mist, and said, "Have you ever seen animals that don't know fear? The sound just now was as loud as landslides and ground cracks, but none of these animals escaped. Don't you think it's strange? "

"Oh, that's true. These animals don't know fear. How strange, how strange, how strange!"

One of the disciples under the Qianshan Gate came to a sudden and said in amazement.

There are no fools here, and even Yang Fuchen and other experts have already discovered the strangeness, but the sudden disappearance of Yang Lingyu made them lose their mind to think about it.

"Mr. Chen, what should we do? We can't just throw Senior Brother Ling Yu at the gate of death, and let the term of office fend for itself?" Another person said.

"That's right, Mr. Chen, we have to make a breakthrough no matter what!"

"Master, what are we going to do? If you say a word, we will take Senior Brother Yang back even if we risk our lives!"

"Yes, even if we all fold here, we must not leave anyone behind!"

……

The disciples of the Taoist who moved the mountain rolled up their sleeves, rubbed their fists, and were eager to try. Their righteousness almost went straight to Xiaohan. People who don't know really think that these disciples are all affectionate and righteous, and they can't bear to put their brothers and feet in danger.

Even He Qingqing couldn't help but be moved by them. If they can be like a mountain-moving Taoist, instead of fighting among themselves, why would they leave China's great rivers and mountains alone and run to Nanyang That barren land where saints don't come?

"Hmph, what you say is better than what you sing, how hypocritical!"

Lian'er's voice rang in Chen Yi's heart, and Chen Yi could even imagine Lian'er's upturned little nose wrinkled in disdain.

Needless to say, the acting skills of these disciples are so difficult to distinguish between true and false.

Master's favorite disciple encountered an accident, what is this?
Golden opportunity!

If you behave well, at least you can leave a good impression in front of Master that you cherish your siblings.

As for whether they will really do it, that is not something they can worry about.

Yang Fuchen has always been wise and has his own decisions. If he wants to risk his life, no one can stop him. If he doesn't want to make a small loss, then no one can persuade him.

Therefore, these people have been yelling for a long time, just a bunch of nonsense!
As an outsider, Chen Yi, with a hint of sarcasm, stood aside and swallowed his clouds, letting the choking smell of General Dabai contaminate this "pure land".

"Shut up!"

Yang Fuchen yelled angrily, and everyone shut up instantly. The noisy mountaintop just now fell silent, only the whistling wind and the chirping of birds and insects echoed in their ears.

He gritted his teeth tightly, with a deep pain on his face, and said: "No one wants to see Yu'er in danger, and I want to save him, but as Chen Yi said, that is The door of death, there are nine deaths, no life, no life, and one person has already fallen into it, so don't you all have to go through it too?"

Yang Fuchen struggled a lot, and didn't want to make such a ruthless decision, but he couldn't help it. The thing that the Taoist who moved the mountain had been looking for for hundreds of years might be here, and he didn't want to ruin generations of suffering because of it. I don't want to ruin the opportunities that I have obtained through searching, and I don't want to ruin the people who have developed with great difficulty.

Yu'er's life is fate, but the lives of other people are also fate!
"If I get out of Caiyun Gorge and get that orb, I, Yang, can still be alive. I will definitely break through the gate of life and death again. Even if Yu'er is only a corpse, I will get him back!"

Yang Fuchen's voice lingered in the mountains for a long time, the lingering sound was lingering, and the echo was undetectable, which made many calculating disciples suddenly feel ashamed.

"Well, it's the truth!"

Lian'er's voice sounded again, but Chen Yi didn't have time to talk to the little girl, so he looked at Yang Fuchen and said, "Senior Yang, I'm afraid it's not up to you to decide this matter, if you want to enter Caiyun Gorge, I'm afraid there's only one way Road, that is this dead door!"

After he finished speaking, he turned his eyes to the crowd again, with teasing on his face, and said: "Qi Men Dun Jia is divided into eight sects, but this is 72 rounds of Qi Men Dun Jia, and the changes are far better than the nine rounds of Yin and Yang. The master here is using At this point, through the change of terrain and formation, all the other seven gates will be superimposed behind this gate of death, so we have no choice."

"Originally, Chen was afraid that some of you would be greedy for life and afraid of death, but I didn't expect that all of you are righteous, consider brotherhood, and don't hesitate to risk your own life. !"

"Since everyone has this thought, haha, then as you said, no matter what, we are going to make a breakthrough!"

As soon as Chen Yi said this, the group of disciples who had been clamoring for Huanshi just now became dumb all of a sudden, looking at each other, not knowing what to say.

Oops, I'm ashamed of you, uncle, are you so playful?How should this be done?

Among all the people, only Chen Yi smiled happily. Nima, do you really think I have a good temper?I really thought I was scolding Lao Tzu behind my back, but Lao Tzu couldn't hear me?
(End of this chapter)