Chapter 269: Master Power (1/2)

Chapter 269 Master Might

Master Bian's brow suddenly wrinkled, his eyes fell on his body, and his face showed frost.

”This little friend, do you know Feng Shui too?” Master Bian reached out his hand to stop Chu Yang from talking, and asked faintly.

Chu Yang snorted coldly. It's nothing more than a few days ago in the Qin family, but now in front of so many Feng Shui masters, he is also pretending to be coercive and overpowering.

Zhuo Bufan slowly turned around, staring at him, and then shook his head.

”The gossip, the Book of Changes, and the Feng Shui Collection, have you read it?” A sneer was on Master Bian's face.

Zhuo Buran still shook his head.

Master Bian finally couldn't help but sneered: ”You don't understand gossip, you don't understand the anger of mountains and mountains, you can't even tell the most basic yin and yang five elements, dare you to speak out?”

”Feng Shui is simple, first, understand its form; second, understand its qi; third, the cooperation between people and the environment; it sounds simple, everyone understands it, but it is also difficult, why it is simple, because it is simple to explain Everyone can understand. The problem is that most people in this world don’t think about it, or they don’t understand it. Many people will be difficult for a lifetime.”

The words of Master Bian made the other Feng Shui masters nod slightly.

Feng Shui is about the intangible yin and yang, gossip, astronomy and geography, just like a thirty-six-digit combination code. Those who know the code can solve it in a minute, and those who don't know it will never solve it for a lifetime.

And Zhuo Bufan looked like he was eighteen years old, even if he learned Feng Shui in his mother's womb, he couldn't achieve much now.

Others only thought that he insulted Master Bian, just to show the limelight. No one took him seriously.

Just when Zhuo Bufan was about to show his hand, suddenly an old man with a clear face stood up, ”I don't know if this little friend understands Feng Shui, but I have heard of Master Bian's reputation in Qinzhou a long time ago, but in my opinion, It's just a pile of shit.”

Chu Yang's expression changed in an instant. When he looked back, he was an old man wearing cyan cloth. Standing next to him was a middle-aged man with a protruding belly. He frowned and said, ”Boss Gong, this is the master you invited. It hurts.”

Boss Gong laughed loudly and said, ”Master Lu is an expert I invited from the South. He inherits the genre of the Southern Maoist Little Fang Taoist and has a great reputation in the South.”

As Master Lu spoke, he looked at Master Bian and shook his head: ”What kind of chaotic power is nowadays, anyone who comes here will pretend to be a Feng Shui Master?

The rest of the people didn't speak, holding an attitude of watching the show.

The prestige of this master Bian is indeed resounding in Qinzhou, but there are very few people who have seen him take a shot. Many people disagree and think that he is a speculation.

”Oh? Does this master from the south have any clever means?” Master Bian was not angry or surprised, and faintly squinted at Master Lu.

Master Lu snorted coldly, took out a yellow talisman from his body, and immediately squeezed it with both hands, and shouted in his mouth: ”Lim!”

Immediately after throwing out the talisman, it turned into a fireball against the weather, about the size of an apple.

Everyone took a breath, is this magic?

”Do you dare to show your ugliness?” Master Bian coldly snorted a song, and with a wave of his hand, a green glow shot out from the cuff.

Like an arrow shot out, it banged the fireball into sparks, and then hit Master Lu's chest.

Master Lu was beaten up and flew out, clutching his chest, spitting out a mouthful of blood, staring at him in horror: ”Junior Meng Lang! Please spare your life... Senior should be a master who has already entered the Tao, Junior has a bad eye.”