Feng Shui Master of Rebirth

King Ma Yan lowered his head, and Lao Yang signaled to put him down, but his hands and feet were still bound by ropes to prevent accidents when people were not paying attention.

"What do you ask me?" Ma Yanwang gasped and leaned against the wall. The black cloth on his face had been torn into a long time ago. Anyway, his ghostly appearance had been seen a long time ago, and there was nothing he could not see. , Broken pots, Ma Yan Wang also faced calmly, only the eyeballs were normal, his lips moved slightly, his cheeks seemed so hard that he couldn't move, and he didn't know how he spoke.

The Wuming old man sat on a chair beside him, looking like a leader, with a serious expression, "How did you suppress the real King of Yama? Did someone help you?"

"Yes." Ma Yanwang didn't hide it, and snorted coldly, "If someone hadn't helped me, how could I have sat in front of you? Back then, you were cruel and made me look like that!"

"Who helped you? What's the purpose of that person? What kind of deal did he make with you?" The Wuming old man ignored Ma Yanwang's secret sarcasm, and he cared more about the people behind the scenes.

The strength of the person behind the scenes is absolutely superior to myself. Back then, I couldn't completely eliminate the personality of Yama Yama, but could only suppress it, and this person was able to suppress the personality of Yama to the point that I couldn't rescue it. Moreover, King Yama's formation He also knows the ability in magic. It is absolutely impossible for him to know so many tricky and weird formations, and they are ancient formations. Just based on this, he can know that this person is not simple.

Who is this person and what is his purpose? This is unknown to the unknown old man, but one thing is certain is that it has nothing to do with the discovery of the tomb of the demon 'Tong', which opened the sealed place of 'Tong'. Is man the one who saves the horse Yama?No matter which kind of guess it is, the Wuming old man feels a heavy heart.

This person is no longer something he can deal with by himself, even if everyone is gathered together, there is no way to start.

"I don't know who that person is." Ma Yanwang's stomach growled, he didn't eat for a few days, his physical strength declined greatly, his mind was a little irritable, and he pulled his hair, "At that time, I remembered that that person was also wrapped Wearing a black cloth, he knocked me out, put a restriction on my master personality, and then I came out, and then he taught me a few formations, which he said could help me with many things.”

"I also asked who he is, but he didn't say." Ma Yanwang looked up at the unknown old man, with a trace of fear flashing in his eyes, "Although I don't know who this person is yet, I know that this person is very Powerful, you can hook the three souls and seven souls of an ordinary person with a single gesture, I didn't know it was the mark of death at the time, I didn't know until he handed this spell to me."

"Why did he teach you the mark of death?" The unknown old Taoist was very puzzled. At first they thought that the king of hell was trying to save people, and exchanged nine lives for one, but now they felt something was wrong. After all, Huang Shufen didn't have any rights. Even if she is stronger than ordinary people, it is far from being able to take this kind of risk for this dark second personality. That is to say, there must be something in this Huang Shufen that can impress this horse Yama, or Said to impress the people behind the scenes.

"This..." Ma Yanwang was a little hesitant. The man taught himself this technique very clearly. He must not let other people know the effect of the death mark and that formation, otherwise...

Thinking of the curse that the man put on him, Ma Yanwang gritted his teeth, "I can't say that!"

"Hey! You old boy, you are about to die, do you still want to taste the pain of itchy powder?!" The third child of the Chen family stood up and scolded, "Don't think that if you don't tell us now, we won't recruit you?! We There are plenty of ways, if you say it, that’s okay, I can consider letting you go, if you still don’t know what to do, then don’t blame you for being rude!”

"Third brother!" The eldest brother of the Chen family grabbed my younger brother, "Wait for the Taoist priest to speak!"

"I see." The nameless old man nodded and stood up, "The old man doesn't know how that person took advantage of your weakness, but it's fine if you tell me sooner, otherwise, with that person's ability, you will have it sooner or later." Then one day."

"I know." Ma Yanwang sighed, "Win the king and lose the bandit, but I really can't say this, or I won't be able to rest in peace even if I die."

"Hmm." The Wuming old man sat and thought for a long time, "I won't embarrass you in this way, you just need to nod or blink, I guessed it, and it doesn't count as your leak, how about it?"

"This..." Ma Yanwang was a little hesitant, looking at the unknown old man, "I need your disciple, that is, the little baby who knocked me down, to be present before I can say it."

"Ling Feng?" The Wuming old man didn't know why, and then he stroked his beard and smiled, "Okay, then I will satisfy your request, but you can't vent your anger on my disciple at this time."

"Don't worry, I don't dare to settle accounts with him even if I want to settle accounts with him." Ma Yanwang knew that the unknown old man didn't know the reason, and to be honest, even he didn't know why he called Ling Feng to the scene at all, so he dared to play this game Guess my answer game.

He didn't know if he had the spirit left by that person on him. He probably didn't. After all, he was cursed, so there was no need to keep a trace of spirit to watch over him.

I still remember that the man vaguely said one thing, that is, this man has a destined opponent. He didn't say who that man is, but he made it from the thousand-year-old iron tree that the man in black gave him. When holding the torch, he suddenly had this feeling in his heart, this child is the opponent that the man in black said.

Ming Ming is still young, but has intelligence and coldness that ordinary people don't have, and a personality that is not afraid of death or pain. Such a person is extremely strong and tenacious. Maybe he will not be as good as the man in black in a short time, but he will grow up again. In a few years, it may not be impossible to fight that person.With this in mind, King Ma Yan decided to take a risk. He hadn't lived enough, and he might be able to lift his curse. For the sake of his own personality, he could live a few more days, and then waited for an opportunity to escape and return to the city. Freedom is also possible.

Thinking about it this way, Ma Yan Wang's heart began to stir again.

Ling Feng was still in the room, holding the torch to inspect and play with it carefully.

This thing is really a wonderful thing, the inadvertent pattern is a mysterious formation, holding it in the palm of your hand, and your own vitality is also inadvertently absorbed by him, "I really want to know what kind of person your master is. "

Ling Feng touched the torch, sighed, he couldn't help yearning for such a talented person, but this person must be his opponent, people say that one of the great joys in life is to meet an opponent.

For this opponent, Ling Feng has already made preparations and will not stop dying.

"Uncle Xiao Shi, the Daoist Master wants you to go over." Zhang Tianyi knocked on the door, and after receiving Ling Feng's consent, he opened the door and came in, saying.

Looking at the torch stick on Ling Feng's leg, why does Xiao Shishu keep holding this torch?Could it be that this is some kind of treasure? Zhang Tianyi also held this torch and looked at it for a long time, but he didn't find anything abnormal, so he could only give up and comfort himself that he was not good at learning.

"What's wrong?" Ling Feng raised his head, his arm was still inconvenient, and he managed to bear the pain to move.

"I don't know, that's what Yama Yama asked for." Zhang Tianyi pushed the wheelchair out the door, "It seems that it has something to do with the person who rescued Yama Yama's second personality."

"I see." Ling Feng nodded.

When I arrived at the place of detention, I saw Ma Yanwang again, who was obviously much more embarrassed than last time. Seeing Ling Feng sitting in a wheelchair at this time, Ma Yanwang was actually secretly refreshed. Seeing that he has been reduced to such a status is no better than himself How much, this comforted Ma Yanwang, who had been abused recently, but of course he still didn't dare to show it on his face.

"Master, Master Uncle." Ling Feng was pushed to the side of Wuming Old Taoist, and after greeting Master Wuming Old Taoist and Uncle Yuan Yangzi, he also greeted the warlocks behind him, and then turned to look at King Ma Yan , "What do you want me to do?"

"Oh, it's nothing." Ma Yanwang touched his nose, his hands were bound, making it a bit difficult for him to do this action, "I just feel that I will be much safer with you here."

"Oh?" Ling Feng raised his eyebrows and said nothing.

"Can you help me check if there is any other aura on my body besides my own aura." Ma Yanwang said with difficulty, seeing that Ling Feng didn't move, he quickly expressed his opinion, "Don't worry, the poison on my body is all poisonous." The antidote is the pill in the small purple bottle that you found, and that is the antidote."

Ling Feng didn't know why Ma Yan Wang asked him to check him, but it didn't have a big impact on him. The Wuming old man and Ling Feng checked Ma Yan Wang together, and found nothing wrong, so Ma Yan Wang put it down Heart.

"Then you ask now!" Knowing that there is no soul watching over him, he felt relieved, "If you are right, I will just blink."

Ling Feng had been sitting next to King Ma Yan the whole time, and the Wuming old man was sitting in front of him. The rest of the warlocks were in charge of vigilance, and even set up formations to prevent people from eavesdropping and emergencies.

"Have you seen what this person looks like?"

"Where does this person speak Mandarin? A local dialect"

"Mandarin? It's difficult to get rid of it." The unknown old man stroked his beard, "How tall is this person? 1.6 meters? 1.7 meters?"

Ma Yanwang never said anything, and the unknown old man tugged at his beard, "Have you climbed 1.7 meters?"

Seeing Ma Yanwang blinking, he climbed 1.7 meters, "Have you climbed 1.8 meters?"

"Not 1.8 meters? Are you 1.7 meters five? Are you on it? Got it." He also asked about the weight of the man in black, and the unknown old man roughly knew the person's height and basic situation.

"Now I want to ask you a more important question." The unknown old man looked at King Ma Yan seriously, "This death mark, and what kind of conspiracy is there for you to deprive nine people of their lives? Is it really saving people?"

Ma Yanwang didn't blink, nor nodded.

"It's not saving people, so what is it for?" The nameless old man thought, "Is it to prolong your lifespan?"

"No?" Ma Yanwang still didn't say anything, and the unknown old man guessed again, "Increase strength?"

"Change your current appearance?"

"Enhance luck?"

"..."

After guessing a few times in a row, Ma Yanwang didn't say anything, and the Wuming old man felt sluggish, and rubbed his forehead, "What is it for?"

"It's to change your life!" Ling Feng, who had never said a word, opened his mouth. His eyes were clear, and his penetrating eyes looked at Ma Yan Wang with clear black and white, and sneered, "It's really good to pretend, who the hell are you!"

'Ma Yan Wang' smiled slightly, "Hahaha...I didn't expect it, I didn't expect it!"

Ma Yan Wang, who was still sitting on the ground in a state of embarrassment just now, suddenly changed his aura, and the face of the Wuming old man changed. He pulled his beloved disciple aside, kicked him up, and Ma Yan Wang lightly dodged him. Only then did the warlocks discover that the ropes on Ma Yanwang's hands and feet had long been untied, and the warlocks hurriedly formed a circle to protect Ling Feng, who was sitting in a wheelchair, behind him. , Now the imposing manner on Ma Yanwang's body is astonishing, it is not what Ma Yanwang himself can have at all. In other words, the Ma Yanwang in front of him is neither Ma Yanwang nor Ma Yanwang.

"Why are you so irritable? Aren't you curious? Then I will tell you one by one!" 'Ma Yan Wang' did not launch an attack, but seemed to be on vacation with a relaxed look, "I am here this time for Just look at what my destined opponent looks like, I didn't expect it to be a baby, but it doesn't matter, the ancestor can still afford it! Hahaha..."

As soon as the words fell, Ma Yanwang's body fell limply, lifeless.

The Wuming old man stepped forward, touched Ma Yan Wang's lifeblood, and frowned, "I'm out of breath!"

"Who is this person? Why is he so powerful?!" Yuan Yangzi was terrified, "If he is from the world, why haven't we heard of such a strong aura?"

"No matter who it is, first of all, what did this person say, fate of the opponent? Who is this talking about?!" The second child of the Chen family asked this question calmly.

Destined opponents, maybe ordinary people will laugh when they hear it. This seems to be an unspeakable topic, but it is indeed mysterious and mysterious to warlocks. The evil way or the right way, they all have a common characteristic, that is, they believe in destiny.

Whether it is their understanding of Tao or their understanding of their opponents.

"What do I think, let's talk about Master Ling?" A sorcerer scratched his forehead and looked at Ling Feng, "Little baby, besides the two young masters of the Zhong family and the Zhang family, it is Master Ling. I think what that person said must be true." It's Master Ling."

"It's really shameless!" Zhong Ziheng was very angry. He was very impressed by Ling Feng's ability. Whether it was his bearing or the rest, he also admired Ling Feng's personality. However, no matter how talented Ling Feng was, how could he compare to this one? Master, it seems that he is still a great master, how could Ling Feng be that person's destined opponent?

Ling Feng didn't speak, his eyes seemed to be very clear. When the rest of the people were discussing, suddenly, he spit out a big mouthful of blood, fell down on the wheelchair and passed out.