The best feng shui master

Chapter 734 Xuanwu Gone Forever
Cai Tian died, under the siege of Maoshan, Longhushan, Quanzhen Sect, overseas monks, 4762, Dragon Rider, the biggest forces in the Chinese practice world!

A good man is hard to beat with four punches, and the teacher's father will also be beaten to death by random punches. Thinking about it, Cai Tianze can be regarded as a generation of heroes. He was besieged to death just like that, and he didn't close his eyes when he died.

Die without peace, full of resentment!

Xuanwu, Zhang Yuchen, Bing Ji, Yu Minxuan, Chi Chongfeng... Almost everyone who participated in the battle was injured. Among them, Xuanwu and Yu Minxuan were the weakest and the most injured. Only Chen Yi controlled the big battle. After the battle, the injury was the lightest, but it was so. After the war, he became disfigured, with a disheveled face and torn clothes, just like a worker in a quarry who worked continuously for three days and three nights.

The commotion of that battle was too great!

The scuffle of one of China's top monks almost wiped out Little Zhenwu Mountain!

Trees were broken to reveal dense white stubble, and rocks flew across the mountain as if a landslide had occurred. Swords and swords crisscrossed like huge iron plows, carving the earth into chaotic ravines more than one meter deep.

The turf was blown away, the trees were discounted, and some weaker monks, even if they hid in the distance to watch the battle, were hit by the flying stones and hit the fish in the pond.

In the end, Cai Tian, ​​the hero of the generation, after exhausting his strength, was unwilling to reconcile with all kinds of things, and drank his hatred for this.

The sound was like thunder, shaking half of Xiangyang City, and the aftermath shook the entire Chinese practice world!
Even if Fenghuang and Xuanwu were both there, 4762 far away in the capital city would still be jumping around. Movement and stillness were one thing, but Cai Tian's death was another.

The death of Cai Tianze was a loss to Huaxia, but to many people it was good news enough to blow ten thousand whips.

Every monk in the late stage of transformation is an extremely precious resource, which can be met but not sought after. Airplanes, cannons and even atomic bombs can be mass-produced, but monks in the late stage of transformation cannot be mass-produced.

But if they did not keep Cai Tianze, the already chaotic Chinese practice world would be even more chaotic.

For many people, they would rather face steel guns and artillery than bear the crazy revenge of monks in the late transformation stage. In front of them, even wanting to die is impossible!

Fortunately, everyone who deserves to die is dead, everyone who deserves to live is alive, and those who are not dead or alive are no longer threatened.

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"Hey, have you heard that there was an earthquake in Xiangyang!"

In a morning market, a vegetable seller with a big belly and a round waist and a fat body said to the young man who was frying fried dough sticks next to him.

"Earthquake? Why haven't I heard of it? Where did the earthquake come from Xiangyang!"

The young man selling fried dough sticks glanced at her and said, he didn't feel anything, probably this aunt with a long mouth and long ears got the gossip from somewhere.

"Can I still lie to you? It was on the news last night. Experts said it was more than three levels."

Seeing that the young man didn't believe it, the vegetable seller got a little anxious, and argued with a blushing face, "What's the matter with the earthquake? By the way, the source of the earthquake is the place where the earthquake happened. It's in Zhenwu Mountain. Let me tell you, there are several hills. My head has collapsed, my ears are not working and I can hear it, don’t you hear it?”

"Oh, you said the big news yesterday!"

The young man was pulling the deep-fried dough sticks in the oil pan, and suddenly realized, but then he showed a disdainful expression, and continued: "You can also believe what the experts say. If you believe in the experts these days, sows can climb trees! How big is a magnitude [-] earthquake?" Movement, you can’t even shake a mallet down, can you shake the top of the mountain? Don’t talk about it! I guess some relative of the leader fired cannons in the mountain, and let the people from the Earthquake Bureau take the blame!”

"Indeed, you can't believe what experts say these days!"

A man and a woman were sitting at the young man's booth, eating deep-fried dough sticks, and Herod was drinking hot soy milk. Hearing the conversation between the two, one of the bandaged men said.

The young man looked at him, then at the stunningly beautiful woman in camouflage uniform, and then said, "Boss, what's the matter with your head and arms, why are they all injured?"

"What else can happen, isn't it just that someone fired a cannon on the mountain as you said, and didn't say a word, sir, it almost killed me!" The young man seemed a little out of breath.

"Boss, can't it be Zhenwu Mountain?"

"Where is it if it's not Zhenwu Mountain?" The young man said angrily.

"Is it really a cannonball?" The young man was immediately amused, "You are too unlucky, did you catch up with this?"

"It's not how..."

As soon as the man said it, he was pulled by the woman in camouflage uniform and said to the young man frying fried dough sticks, "Don't listen to his nonsense, he was drunk yesterday and fell off his car. Can I sit here?"

The aunt who sells vegetables heard a few people talking from a distance, and she was overjoyed. A pair of bright iron teeth glared at the sun, "Haha, I think so, if Kaishan was really bombed, you are designated to lie in the hospital and pretend to be dead." You need to pay for it!"

The man also laughed loudly, "That's right, let's see if I don't blackmail them to death!"

"Hey, young man, just brag, he is a relative of the leader, can he be blackmailed by you? Before you ask for money, he has already been wrapped up and thrown on the street..."

……

Fenghuang was extremely speechless, and he really didn't understand why Chen Yi was still making jokes at this time. Everyone else was overwhelmed and busy, but Cai Tian was dead, Cao Yixian was abolished, and the top seed player of the Huaxia Xiu Association was gone. That's right, many sects are frantically collecting information on Bashan's death site, hoping to win the position of president in one fell swoop in this final round.

But Chen Yi was lucky, not only should he eat and drink, but he also had time to chat and fart, and fool the guy who sold fried dough sticks. Fenghuang really didn't know whether to say that he had confidence in himself, or he was slow to slow down others.

But after thinking about it, Fenghuang felt relieved. From her point of view, it would be best for Chen Yi to be so slow-witted. Even if she quit right now and stayed away from Tan Bolan's treacherous muddy water, she would be extremely happy.

This was the complete opposite of what she had thought before.

People will always change. The more they experience, the more they change. This is why many newborn calves who are not afraid of tigers, as time goes by, become deep old bureaucrats who are timid and only dare to hang out in their own circles.

With more experiences, different environments, and changes in understanding, there will be more awe.

Xuanwu is a person who yearns for power very much. In 4762, he coveted the post of the next minister, but Fu Qianli didn't like him, and the higher authorities were even more reluctant to see a person who had no connection with various sects take over 4762 , so it has repeatedly failed.

But the president of the Huaxia Xiu Association is different. It is a non-governmental organization that is completely out of the control of 4762 and the high-level. No one can stop him from earning, robbing, and using conspiracy.

Before that, Phoenix didn't think that Chen Yi would lose much to Xuanwu. In terms of strength, Chen Yi was not inferior to Xuanwu, and in comparison to brains, Chen Yi rarely suffered a disadvantage. In her opinion, Chen Yi, who carried the title of dragon rider, It is far better than Xuanwu.

But now it is different, because Fenghuang deeply feels the terror of her robe Ze who rarely speaks on weekdays.

The city is deep and scheming like the sea!
No one knew that he had such a complicated relationship with Cai Tianze and the Quanzhen Sect, and no one knew when and how he persuaded Maoshan, Longhushan, and some Quanzhen disciples to fight against Cai Tianze!
These are not the things that make Phoenix the most afraid, what makes her most afraid is that Xuanwu has become a wild horse, a wolf that has broken free from the shackles, and is advancing crazily on its own path!

Yesterday afternoon, after the dust settled, when Fenghuang reported the chaos to Fu Qianli, she received a piece of news that shocked her. After Chen Yi, Xuanwu also voluntarily quit 4762!

Without the bondage of 4762 and the restraint of Fu Qianli, God knows what Xuanwu can do. If someone blocks his way, what will the result be?
The next Cai Tianze? !

"Squeak!"

At this moment, a black car stopped on the side of the road not far away. The paint was as black as night but radiant. Its shape was exaggerated but not impetuous. The grille is like a straight nose, and the two headlights in front of it are like a pair of giant tiger eyes, domineering and awe-inspiring. Even a vegetable seller who knows nothing about cars thinks that this sedan chair must be worth a lot of money. up!
The moment the car stopped, it attracted everyone's attention.

"Fuck, what kind of car is this? It's so domineering. It should be expensive, right?" At the fried dough stick stand, a middle-aged man who was wolfing down his morning shift swallowed soy milk and exaggeratedly shouted.

The eyes of the other person sitting at the same table with him also lit up, "It seems to be a Bentley, I've seen one before, and it looks a bit like it."

"Fucking Bentley!"

The guy who fried the fried dough sticks ignored the tumbling and jubilant golden fried dough sticks that were slowly turning black and zooming, and exclaimed excitedly, "This is a Rolls-Royce, Silver Winged Angel, just released this year, "Auto Pictorial" They used a whole page of introductions, and their bosses are drooling! Damn, local tyrants, they got it just after it was launched, and we don’t have more than ten cars in the whole of China, right?”

Under everyone's envious and envious gazes, the car door opened, and a young man stepped down from it, about 1.7 meters tall, with a pale face, with one arm hanging in front of his chest with a plaster bandage, he looked at the surrounding environment, lightly With a sigh of relief, in the eyes of everyone, he crossed the road and went straight to the fried dough stick stand.

"Mr. Chen, Fenghuang, how leisurely you are!"

Xuanwu walked to Chen Yi and Fenghuang's table, found a small horse and sat down, looked at the few golden fried dough sticks left in the basket, and said, "Rub your slender hands together, and deep-fry them in green oil. Well, yes, it still smells like it did when I left."

"Mr. Xuanwu also likes this thing?"

Chen Yi waved his hand, and said to the boy who was still in a daze, "Brother, give Mr. Xuanwu two too, by the way, add a bowl of soy milk."

"Hey, hey, good, good!"

The deep-fried dough stick guy never thought that this local tyrant who drove a Rolls-Royce would come to his stall, and immediately lost his composure, and frantically filled Xuanwu with deep-fried dough sticks and filled it with soy milk.

"Haha, thank you very much."

Xuanwu nodded his thanks, paused, tapped his fingers on the greasy table a few times, and said, "Mr. Chen, you can call me Cao Xuanbai in the future, the Xuanwu of 4762 is gone forever!"

(End of this chapter)