Tongxuan scholar lost completely without a little temper.
His geomantic omen bureau had been fully revitalized and ready to go before it came.
Originally, it was used to prevent Qingfeng from pretending to be dead and to compete with Qingfeng. Unexpectedly, it had a temporary conflict with Luoyu. After a contest, it finally realized that the movement caused by Luoyu over Dongyun that night was not a bluff. It had to admit defeat and promise that Wu Changqing would not be embarrassed in this life.
"The main thing in the struggle of geomantic omen is to accumulate at ordinary times. The victory or defeat can be seen in a moment."
Seven uncles Luo Fei old eyes complex looking at Luo Yu, sigh unceasingly.
He is not only a skillful man, but also a first-class feng shui master. Even if the wise master didn't show that scene just now, he could understand what a terrible collision had just happened.
The skill of feng shui masters is different from that of ordinary warlocks, which is mainly reflected in the word "Feng Shui bureau".
A good feng shui master will lay countless Feng Shui arrays for others or himself in his whole life, but no matter what kind of array, the key array eyes will only be firmly in his own hands.
Over time, it has become the most terrible chip in the hands of feng shui masters. It can not only help self-cultivation, but also kill the enemy when necessary!
It's a bit like the big powers sitting on nuclear weapons. Usually these nuclear weapons are placed in the silo, and feng shui master is the one who controls the nuclear button.
All the experts nodded and kept silent.
A powerful geomantic omen master is terrible in his fighting skills. Ordinary warlocks dare not easily provoke him.
And the people around, even if they don't know this way, look at the scene in the light curtain of the virtuous master just now, they also feel creepy.
"A hilltop was blown up in an instant. If it happened at the scene, I'm afraid none of us can get away with it."
An old man shivered, glad that the fight between Luo Yu and Tong Xuan happened thousands of miles away in Donghai province.
The patriarch Luo Yan nodded gently. Although he understood that there were many restrictions on the timing and location for the feng shui master to launch the Feng Shui attack just now, their strength in the Feng Shui world was really astonishing.
The key is that Luo Shuxiang's little grandson easily subdued the invincible scholar tongxuan.
"You guys, it's getting late. You might as well go to the martial arts arena to prepare, and I'll bring the people here later."
Looking at the sky outside, Luo Yan sees off the guests with a smile. After all, today is a magic meeting, and the Luo people don't want to make a fuss and delay the normal meeting.
"Gone, gone."
"Go to the arena."
"The conference is about to start. There are wise masters and scholars from tongxuan in this session. If we think it is necessary to be more lively than in previous years, let's go and occupy a good position."
The warlock who stayed around the reception hall began to leave.
"Master Luoxian, let's go first."
Yang Xuzi, Wu Changqing, Ma LiuYe, Ma Shiya and others greet Luo Yu and go to the martial arts arena.
"Master Xianming, we..."
Wang Jing looked up and worried.
He, the president of the Art League, should have gone to the scene for a long time, but now he is thinking about how to persuade Luo Yu to change Feng Shui for the Wang family.
At the beginning, he was still a little suspicious of the wise master's words. After seeing the result of Luo Yu's fighting with tongxuan scholar, he was deeply convinced.
"I can't eat hot tofu in a hurry. I need to think about it later."
Master Xianming stopped him and didn't let him go to talk to Luo Yu immediately.
"All right."
Wang Jing sighed and thought, if it's really not possible, just call this son as the son-in-law of the Wang family.
Today, the Wangs are not so ambitious as everyone else. They think that the gorgeous beauty is called the goddess of ice and snow
"This little guy's skills are at least in the top ten in China today."
After the guests left, an elder was overjoyed. After Luo guying and Luo Xianyao, another extraordinary figure appeared.
"I think from now on, the family of luoshuxiang should be promoted to the family of Luozu."
The elder smiles and takes the opportunity to fight for the prominent position of the family.
"I feel almost the same."
"Exactly."
The elders and elders nodded one after another.
"I will hold a clan meeting later and put it on the agenda formally."
Luo Yan didn't object either.
What is Zongjia? It means that a clan is the backbone of an ethnic group, similar to the aristocratic system prevailing in Europe.
"Xiaoyu, our family will be promoted to Zongjia."
Seeing that the elder's recommendation was approved by the elders and even the patriarch, Luo Shuxiang was overjoyed. He took Luo Yu's hand and trembled slightly. His eyes were moist.
The treatment and right of speech enjoyed by the clan are not comparable to those enjoyed by ordinary families.
As far as the naluo people are concerned, there are thousands of people living in the genealogy, but there are only seven lineage families, with a total of less than 200 immediate family members.
From now on, their Luo family in Jiangzhou will become the eighth Luo clan!
"Grandfather, you are happy."
Luo Yu is not smiling. He doesn't care about these things, but his family cares about them, especially his grandfather. This is his lifelong dream. It's far more satisfying for the old people than giving him Jinshan and Yinshan.
"It's just a family of 20 people. Is it worthy to be a patriarchal family? Dream, you have to pass us first
Luo Yongrong and Luo Yongde's father and son were extremely gloomy.
For a long time, there was only one imperial family living outside the ancestral land.
They will never allow the luoshuxiang family in Jiangzhou to become the next clan!
"Gu Ying, say something
Father and son immediately turn to Luo guying for help.
The establishment of a new clan is a major event in the clan. It needs a meeting of the patriarch and the consent of 70% of the elders before it can take effect.
Although Luo Shuxiang, with Luo Yu's prestige, has made many neutral people rebel, he is a newcomer. In a short time, he can't shake guying's status as a son of God.
As long as Gu Ying strongly opposes, this family will not succeed so easily.
What's more, Gu Ying is about to clean up the boy. As soon as he dies, Luo Shuxiang's spring and autumn dream is shattered
Luo guying stood up coldly. After he came down from the immortal gate, he had never been so passive and embarrassed as he is today. He even had an inexplicable taste for a mortal smelly boy.
"It's strange that this guy should be envious of a common man."
Luo Xianyao sat there with a pleasant look and her mouth slightly raised.
Luo Gu Ying is about to speak, strong opposition, suddenly, two elder with a group of people, panic rushed in.
"Patriarch, the big deal is not good!"
This group of people carrying a stretcher, covered with white cloth, far away, let seven uncle Luo Fei aware of the dead.
"What's the matter? Today there are so many guests. What's the point of being rash?"
The patriarch Luo Yan came forward to scold him, but the next moment, his old face suddenly solidified and his voice trembled.
"Husband!"