The Emperor of the Immortal Realm

"Yes!" Huo Guang responded.

Not only was everyone injured on the whole point, but more importantly, it was to stabilize the military's mind, Huo Guang understood instantly.

Yan Chuan got up and took Liu Jin to the crowd again.

"Everyone, go to the humble house and talk!" Yan Chuan said to Mo Yuxi and others.

"Yeah!" Mo Yuxi nodded.

Mr. Wen Ruo looked at Yan Chuan with a moment of shame.

Yang Gongzi is disdainful, Ding Wugu is spiteful.

"Little Crane, you can play for a while, come to me later!" Mo Yuxi said to the crane.

"Huh!"

The crane nodded, flapped its wings, soaring into the sky.

Everyone followed Yan Chuan into the bamboo forest and soon came to a bamboo house.

White mist filled the surrounding area of ​​the bamboo house again, and the formation that the green dragon had broken before slowly recovered.

In the bamboo house, Yan Chuan took the lead, Mr. Wen Ruo, Young Master Yang, Ding Wugu, and Mo Yuxi were seated, and Mo Yuxi's four subordinates stood behind Mo Yuxi.

A crowd of handymen quickly brought tea.

"Everyone, please!" Yan Chuan said politely.

Everyone nodded, and Young Master took a sip.

"puff!"

"What broken tea!" Young Master Yang spit out tea unhappy.

"Puff! Yeah, what is it? It's not as good as Lao Tzu's foot wash." Ding Wugu cursed with tea.

Yan Chuan cast a faint glance at the two of them, his expression unchanged. Did not speak up.

Liu Jin stood beside Yan Chuan, her face extremely ugly.

Mo Yuxi raised her brow slightly, and did not say much.

Only Mr. Wen Ruo apologized slightly: "This is the son of the'Mao Daojun', Yangzhi Nine Young Master. The one who had the previous misunderstanding was Ding Wugu, a Fengshui master!"

"Son of Daojun?" Yan Chuan's expression moved slightly, and then nodded gently.

Yang Zhijiu looked at Yan Chuan from above.

"Everyone, come here, not just for my words, I don't know what your purpose is, please tell me!" Yan Chuan looked at Mr. Wenruo.

People respect Yan Chuan one foot, and Yan Chuan respects him one foot. To Mr. Wenruo, Yan Chuan is quite polite!

"Before this, I want to ask, you are surrounded by mountains and forests, but you have a Feng Shui formation?" Mr. Wen Ruo asked curiously.

"Yes, a superficial Feng Shui formation is not very powerful!" Yan Chuan did not refute.

"Impossible, this can't be Feng Shui formation, why didn't I feel the source of Feng Shui?" Ding Wugu cried out in disbelief.

Yan Chuan looked at Ding Wugu and ignored it.

"Can you solve my doubts?" Mr. Wen Ruo asked curiously.

Nodded, Yan Chuan said: "This formation is a hidden formation, the source of Feng Shui, deep in the ground, not outside. You can't feel it if you are not a true Feng Shui master!"

"Boy, what are you talking about, do you mean my Feng Shui master is a fake?" Ding Wugu suddenly exclaimed.

Yan Chuan didn't bother with a smile.

"Boy, tell me clearly!" Ding Wugu said angrily.

"Ding Wugu!" Mo Yuxi said impatiently.

Ding Wugu had no choice but to look at Yan Chuan bitterly.

"That's it. We want to enter the great feng shui formation to the south, but these days, we have been unable to do anything from the air and can't fly in. Therefore, we want to walk in from the ground. Therefore, I hope to find a guide nearby. , And the saint said that you know some feng shui, which is great. So, I want you to lead the way!" Mr. Wen Ruo said.

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