Reincarnation Master

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Among the quaint ancestral halls.

The light and shadow shattered, causing Fang Xian's thinking to suddenly diverge.

The madness in his mind began to spread, and at the same time, his power was surging.

An inexplicable feeling made him know that what he wanted to do would definitely succeed!

Once upon a time, it was extremely difficult to create an alchemy.

But at this time, when the realm is reached, the strength is there, all oneself has to do is to'prescribe' the effect of this alchemy.

"Blessed!"

"I bless here, bless this place..."

"All those who sincerely worship the ancestors here, among the descendants of blood, the proportion of geniuses will increase..."

This is a terrible effect.

Fang Xian fixed the activity of ‘worship and sacrifice’ as a special ‘ritual’, and blood blessing is the result and gift of the ritual.

As for the effectiveness of maintenance, it may be calculated in ten thousand years, and may even be permanent.

Permanently change, this is the seven-level horror!

"Haha...haha...no matter who these people are, anyway, as long as you pray sincerely, you can benefit..."

Fang Xian laughed. Suddenly, the laughter couldn't be controlled.

After all, it is unrealistic to expect a half-crazy person to control himself at all times.

At this moment, he felt an impulse, his hands and feet danced unconsciously.

If the previous movement is not enough to attract anyone, then at this time, it is clear that there is a thief here.

Step on!

Accompanied by the sound of footsteps, an old man who seemed to be a guard yawned and went up the stairs, suddenly startled, his fingers and beard trembling with anger: "You...you...you..."

Fang Xian's movements at this time, in his opinion, were like dancing in an ancestral hall with the same taunting effect as Beng Di in front of the grave.

"Bold fanatic, don't stop soon!"

The old man yelled violently, and his palms came out like a rainbow.

Although he is not a grandmaster, he is also an innate master. He is quite famous in the rivers and lakes with his broken mountain and gravel palm. Even if he is a grandmaster or even a weird evildoer, he dares to touch him with this pair of iron palms.

But at this time, he slapped Fang Xian with both palms, feeling that the turbulent real power was almost like a mud cow entering the sea, and disappeared in an instant.

Not only that, Fang Xian’s right hand was just unconsciously, and the old man felt an unpredictable force surging. He unconsciously flew up, smashed the roof, fell straight down, and didn’t know how many bones he had broken. .

"This... this is at least the Grand Master..."

"You dignified a great master, dressed as a beggar, ran to other people's ancestral hall to dance...Are you crazy?"

The old man was so sad and indignant that a mouthful of blood came out wildly.

"Elder Ni?"

This movement immediately attracted more people's attention.

A large number of armed warriors emerged from all directions, surrounding the ancestors.

It was just fear that the ‘Great Enemy’ who could severely injure the innate master Elder Ni, was also fearful of destroying those Patriarch’s tablets and could only besiege and not attack.

"Owner here!"

Not long after, several congenital elders, surrounded by a young girl, came to the Patriarch's Hall and looked at this scene with a gloomy expression: "Why do enemies come to my Patriarch's Hall?"

The girl was puzzled.

If it is the enemy of Jinfeng Xiyulou, whether to attack her or the warehouse, it will be more effective than the commemorative Patriarch Hall.

"Owner..."

Elder Ni's chest and clothes were stained with blood, and he stepped forward to explain the matter.

"what?"

Before the hostess was doing anything, the congenital elders burst into anger: "So courageous, how dare you dance in our Patriarch's Hall? Blasphemy ancestors?"

"Bold fanatic, bold."

Originally, they thought it might be a senior who had a lot to do with Jinfeng Drizzle House, and they had a misunderstanding.

But after hearing the evil deeds of someone who was dressed up as a beggar and dared to dance in the ancestor hall, they were convinced that this was an enemy, or an enemy with a terrible personality.

"Owner, give an order, fight with him!"

"Huh, it must be the decent people who were once...Although we have listened to the order of Xin Wuguo and the two sides will fight, they obviously won't let it go, and even come up with such a way to disgust us!"

...

The girl wrinkled her pretty eyebrows and suddenly said, "Quiet."

She seemed extremely prestigious here, and everyone was quiet.

"You are waiting here, I will meet that person when I go in."

The girl waved her hand and walked directly into the ancestral hall.

The girl was named Yu Xiaolou.

She can become the host of Jinfeng Xiyu Lou, blood is one aspect, and another aspect is her talent.

Although Yu Xiaolou was only eighteen years old, he was already a master!

Although... after Xin Wu Guo merged into Shushan Wonderland, it is said that due to the change of vitality, martial arts training is far easier than before, but it is also a very remarkable achievement.

And she, even the only master of the Golden Wind Drizzle Tower, holds the power, and no one dares to refute it.

Yu Xiaolou took a deep breath and walked into the first floor.

She swept her eyes and saw that the numerous tablets and altars, as well as the incense candles and offerings on them, were not damaged, and she couldn't help but breathe a sigh of relief.

This is not like the performance of people who come to seek revenge.

But here, she did hear the sound coming from the second floor, as if someone was jumping alive and in chaotic rhythm.

‘Is anyone really dancing in the ancestral hall? ’

Her forehead was wrinkled into a beautiful character for'chuan', and she stepped onto the steps.

咚咚!

Step on!

On the wooden attic, the footsteps have never stopped.

They are sometimes dense, sometimes soothing, like a messy drum.

But after listening a lot, Yu Xiaolou actually felt that there was a certain rhythm hidden in the chaotic footsteps.

咚咚!

She couldn't help but stop and listened for a moment.

I don't know when, she felt her heartbeat, suddenly in sync with the footsteps upstairs, seeming to take the initiative to beat a certain beat.

Yu Xiaolou was shocked immediately.

After all, she is a master, what kind of strength is needed ~www.readwn.com~ to be able to trick her like this?

She had never heard of this magical sonic martial arts.

‘No, this is not martial arts, but magic! ’

‘My Golden Wind Drizzle Tower, when did I provoke a cultivator? ’

Yu Xiaolou's heart sank immediately.

Facts have proved that if a warrior provokes a comprehensionist, it must be a disaster.

Even if she just listened to these footsteps, she had already suffered a little internal injury, and she felt that the blood all over her body was going to flow backwards.

Just when Yu Xiaolou was about to lose its support, the footsteps stopped.

She breathed a sigh of relief. Although she wanted to slip away, but with a struggling expression on her face, she walked up to the second floor and bowed directly: "The host of Jinfeng Xiyulou, Yu Xiaolou, I’ve seen seniors, if I waited before If there is an offense, please have a lot of seniors..."

After speaking, Yu Xiaolou did not dare to look up, waiting nervously for the fate's judgment.