Lu Xueyao bit her lip, and in order to increase the authenticity, she hugged my waist, "Brother Li, don't worry about these people. Whether they are alive or dead has nothing to do with us. They were shouting about beating and killing just now. Don't repay evil with kindness." , I will feel bad."
When she said this, her voice was sweet and she pouted her lips slightly, as if she was not happy at all.
At this point, they had already set the stage for the atmosphere.
Taoist Qingsong is dead and his disciples cannot stop me.
The fat Taoist fell into a huge panic, and because I predicted the things around him twice, he went from being dismissive to being so confused that he couldn't even think of stopping me.
Tian Canzi was timid and fearful, and never dared to take matters into his own hands, not to mention the other Feng Shui masters, who were all shocked by the inexplicable death of Taoist Qingsong.
The attendant from the hotel opposite also drove over to Li Si's Rolls-Royce Phantom, and Li Si took the initiative to open the car door.
At this time, as long as I get in the car, we can leave here.
I walked step by step, without getting in the car, but walked to Lu Xingchen, then passed him and walked to the front desk, "Ok me a room."
Everyone was stunned.
Lu Hao was puzzled, "Brother Li, why don't we leave? Didn't you say that this place is very dangerous? Didn't you also warn them?"
Dou Kuiwu almost came forward to pull me away, but he held back.
Lu Xueyao bit her lip angrily.
She thought she had done so much just to get me out of danger, not just the danger created by this group of Feng Shui Taoist priests, but also the danger of this ghost place.
But I don't appreciate it at all.
"If Sister Xuejing loves this place, I'm afraid you will be obedient. Hum, you know Sister Xuejing in your heart." She gritted her teeth, her chest heaving with anger.
"You all don't understand, is Master Li some little person with no structure? Is he just a little Feng Shui Taoist who says that Master Li is an evil cultivator? No matter what they say or do, Master Li has the world in mind. He treats everyone equally and he is saving everyone.”
Li Si didn't understand what I was going to do at first.
But he had his own set of logic, and based on his set of logic, he perfectly figured out what I wanted to do.
The dead are not so good, in public, in full view, everyone is watching.
No one stabbed the Taoist Qingsong with a knife, he was just scared to death by himself.
He thought I was very courageous and very clever. After realizing this, he immediately thought of how to continue the scam.
Li Si thinks that he still has a lot to learn, especially around me. He feels that there is no end to his learning.
In order not to be left behind by my fast pace of learning, he also turned his head very fast. When others had doubts, he had already "guessed" my thoughts.
Lu Hao and Dou Kuiwu believed this.
But Lu Xueyao didn't. She was still thinking about Lu Xuejing at this time.
Lu Xingchen, on the other hand, didn't believe it at all. He thought it was me provoking, "Stop, you are not welcome here. Even if there is an empty room, you cannot move in. Li Qian and dogs are not allowed in."
When Lu Xingchen said this, he also entered the Haitian Liyun Hotel.
"Get out." I looked at the fireworks above Lu Xingchen's head that were about to go out.
Lu Xingchen's health was so poor that he was not even as good as an eighty-year-old man.
The yin energy in the Haitian Liyun Hotel was like a violent storm, constantly beating his yang fire. It only took half an hour for him to run out of gas.
Ordinary people are different from Feng Shui masters. Feng Shui masters will be drained of their mana, while ordinary people... will be swallowed up completely, leaving only this skin.
"Hahaha, you actually drove me away. You are really relying on Lu Hao to do whatever you want. But I told Ali that this is Wucheng, not Jiangnan. Even if Lu Hao comes to my territory, he has to be careful. On."
Lu Xingchen thought that he was completely different from the past.
He can now ignore the direct descendants of the Lu family.
He even has a greater ambition to become a direct branch of the Lu family.
But the premise of all this is these Feng Shui masters. He can't let me talk nonsense here. He is worried that these Feng Shui masters will listen to what I say.
If all these Feng Shui masters left, all his plans would be in vain.
Lu Hao thought of this and spoke to comfort the Feng Shui master. At the same time, he called the security guard.
The crowd who were outside the hotel just now followed Lu Xingchen and entered the hotel again.
I looked at Lu Hao, Lu Xueyao and others, "You are right outside."
Lu Hao raised one foot and was about to step in.
"Those who don't want to die are waiting outside." I looked calmly at the faces of Lu Xueyao and others.
Then, he looked at the other people here, and finally fell on Lu Xingchen, who was getting older and paler.
Everyone else stopped him, but in the next second, they continued walking into the hotel as if they hadn't heard. Some Feng Shui masters who didn't like to watch the excitement went straight into the elevator and prepared to go back to their rooms to continue practicing.
"Catch me quickly, I'm about to fall in." Only Lu Hao shouted the loudest, because his progress was suddenly interrupted by me.
Now he is staggering around, and he is about to fall in from the outside.
Lu Hao was so frightened that he yelled "Wow!"
"You're going to die." Lu Xueyao disliked Lu Hao very much. She kicked and beat Lu Hao because of her inexplicable bad mood.
But Lu Hao couldn't retaliate at this time, because he was worried that he would accidentally not follow my words.
Dou Kuiwu was very strong, so he simply carried Lu Hao on his shoulders and sent him outside the gate.
"Master Li, I'm meeting you outside. The mystery of this hotel is too great. We can't let others go in and get hurt." Li Si looked like a master.
He felt that he cooperated very well.
After saying this, he went to comfort the families of the deceased, and said something mysterious: "There will definitely be a good result."
"Personally save these dead people" and so on,
But he didn't know that Feng Shui masters had no idea of salvation.
Qingsong Taoist disciples Zhu Xiaoqiang and Xu Konghua looked at Li Si with a sneer.
They were very conflicted at this time. On the one hand, Zhu Xiaoqiang saw with his own eyes that Li Si defrauded Lu Hao of 50 million, but if he was just a liar, he shouldn't know Feng Shui knowledge.
In this case, their master's death should not be blamed on me.
But the situation at that time, anyone who is not a fool can guess what must have happened at that time. If the evil cultivator's speculation is true, is the evil cultivator's purpose just for a mere 50 million?
Zhu Xiaoqiang's walnut-sized brain really couldn't react.
Xu Konghua did not have such entanglement, "No matter what the reason for the situation at that time, the fact cannot be changed. Our master died in front of this person, and earlier, he and the master had many conflicts, whether it was He, he is going to die."
Who cares if it's true or not, he wants to vent his anger and find someone to bear his anger.
So, I was chosen.
Zhu Xiaoqiang hesitated to speak, but finally agreed with Xu Konghua's words.
The two brothers secretly discussed in a low voice. In the end, both of them realized that they were no match for me.
"We are not weak persimmons without any background. Let's go back to Kunlun Mountain." Xu Konghua gritted his teeth.
Taoist Qingsong is a Feng Shui master from the outer gate of Kunlun Mountain. This is one of the three mountains with the most powerful forces in the Feng Shui world. It is an insurmountable behemoth in the Feng Shui world.
Unlike Zhongnan Mountain, which is a loosely structured organization with various caves as its main force, Kunlun Mountain is a huge sect, divided into internal and external groups.
Neither Zhu Xiaoqiang nor Xu Konghua had ever met the inner disciples of Kunlun Mountain.
Although Taoist Qingsong was an outer disciple of Kunlun Mountain, he himself was inconspicuous in Kunlun Mountain, and he did not have any outstanding talents. After he traveled down the mountain, he never returned to Kunlun Mountain.
Zhu Xiaoqiang and Xu Konghua were both his disciples after they came down from the mountain. They had never even been to Kunlun Mountain.
But now, the two decided to join the master.
"This damn little bitch, even if he comes from Longhu Mountain and has Kunlun Mountain as his backing, we are not afraid." Xu Konghua said with a sneer.
Of course he didn't think I was a monk from Longhu Mountain.
Because Longhu Mountain is different from all other Feng Shui sect caves, there are only two masters and apprentices in Longhu Mountain, and the inheritance is very strange.
Longhu Mountain relies on chance to recruit apprentices. It is said that only when the master is about to die will they sense where their apprentice, the next generation of Longhu Mountain master, is.
There is only one master and one disciple in Longhu Mountain.
That's why Xu Konghua dared to be so sure that I wasn't.
How small is the probability that they will meet the sole heir of Longhu Mountain.
The two murmured, Li Si pricked up his ears, and the words "Longhu Mountain" bounced in his ears.
"Sole Heir" came to his ears again.
After the two people left, he was still standing there thinking. Then, he ran outside the transparent glass of the hotel to look at me inside the hotel.
I noticed Li Si's eager eyes, but ignored him.
I looked at Lu Xingchen and sighed slightly, "Your time has come."
As he finished speaking, Lu Xingchen suddenly fell straight behind him. When he fell, his eyes were still open as usual and his mouth was still talking.
But in the next moment, his entire breath was extinguished.
"Yan Ling, the magic power he cultivates is the ancient and mysterious Yan Ling." The fat Taoist suddenly shouted.
Then, as if he was crazy, he pushed away the people blocking him and ran out like a madman.
The magic of speaking spirit only exists in legends.
Just say a word, and the sentence will become true. Such a strange spell is equivalent to Ma Liang's magic pen, but in fact there is also a magic pen, and naturally there is no god.
This is the consensus in the Feng Shui community.
But now, when I say a word, it becomes a reality in an instant. The Fat Taoist can no longer think of anything else except believing in this strange ability.
"That's crazy. Fat Taoist will probably change his name to Crazy Taoist in the future." Tian Canzi sighed with emotion.
It turns out that he once had a dream in which he punched the fat Taoist priest and kicked the Qingsong Taoist priest.
But now these two people are crazy and dead.
"Who are you? What kind of martial arts are you practicing? You are learning to predict the future, right? You can't lie to me. But predicting the future, the more accurate the prediction, the more harm it will do to you. Big, the future is unpredictable, if you have to predict it, you need life, vitality, and popularity.”
Tiancanzi asked me.
I didn't answer him. I looked at the front desk lady calmly and took the room card in the crying and trembling hands of the front desk lady.
The presidential suite, the one Dou Kuanbo booked.
The front desk lady still remembered me. She thought I was here to restore the situation, so after seeing Lu Xingchen die, she immediately made what she thought was the best choice.
I got the key card and didn't go upstairs.
Standing in the hotel lobby on the first floor, I closed my eyes, and in a moment, the entire building and the topography of the Wuling Mountain Dragon Veins were outlined in my mind.
The dragon veins in Wuling Mountain have not yet been generated. At this time, the golden rhythmic lines of the dragon veins cannot be seen, and the dragon's cry cannot be heard.
Black and white are constantly intertwining with life and death.
And in the black death aura, there seems to be a vague blood vessel derived from it, and the end point of the derived is the Haitian Liyun Hotel.
The endless yin and yang array, in which yin energy is continuously transported to Wuling Mountain.
Killing the vitality of Wuling Mountain's dragon vein is to completely destroy this dragon vein.
I didn't intervene directly to cut off the breath, but casually grabbed it in the air, and the remaining cultivation mana of the eight monks was stripped out of the black breath.
At this time, if anyone noticed this scene, they would be scared to death.
Because no one in this world has ever been able to do this.
Just like soybeans and mung beans mixed together, people can easily separate the two.
What if blood and water merge together? Maybe with the help of some external force, someone can still do it.
But what about water and water? In the eyes of anyone, the two glasses of water are the same, just because they are held in different containers. So who can tell which part belongs to which container?
