"There are thousands of things happening, there are thousands of things happening!"
"He is worthy of being the best person in the world. He can change the world with just one thought!"
The feng shui of the Zhao family had just changed. On a hill not far away, in a thatched hut, there was a fair-faced, beardless middle-aged man who opened his eyes with emotion.
There are five phases in the world: sackcloth, cloth, thatch, purple, and heaven. This person is none other than the descendant of the divine phase of heaven among the five phases.
Fortune tellers know destiny, seek good luck and avoid bad luck, so the inheritance can be passed on from generation to generation.
If you don't even have this ability, you will be in vain as a five-phase person.
Next to Zhu Tianyi, there were three people at this time, one was middle-aged and about the same age as him, and the other two were young people.
The middle-aged man, named Sun Maoyi, is the descendant of Maoyi Shenxiang's generation. As for the two young people, the eighteen or nineteen-year-old girl with bright eyes and white teeth is one of Zhu Tianyi's disciples, and the other two
A young man in his teens is a disciple of Sun Maoyi.
Each generation of gods has many disciples, but only one can inherit it in the end.
"It is indeed extremely powerful. When I saw the video from overseas, I knew that this person was a god and no longer a human being. But now that I see this situation, I feel that he is probably even higher than a god.
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"The weather conditions of the gods and Buddhas in myths and legends are probably a bit worse."
"In one thought, a hundred years of feng shui can be changed. In the next hundred years, this piece of land will gradually gain in aura and produce many talents, even saints!"
"Originally, this place was just a barren land. Even if a legend was born, the foundation was too weak. The people here could only enjoy some wealth and honor, that's all. But now, the tripod here controls the universe, and all kinds of weather are worshiped.
We are here to bring out talents in large numbers."
Sun Maoyi also opened his eyes and said something.
He and Zhu Tianyi are both top saints, but in terms of sensing ability, they are even more powerful than the top saints.
In particular, they have been sitting in meditation in this place for nearly a hundred days, and their entire energy and spirit have penetrated into the water and soil here, and integrated with the weather here.
Under such circumstances, they were extremely keen, and Zhao Cheng's thought that created the world could not be hidden from them at all.
But it was precisely because of this that they were so shocked. The feeling of a sudden glimpse simply surpassed their understanding of practice.
They originally thought that humans have their limits after all. Even if they are myths, they are not infinitely powerful. They are still humans after all.
"Master, is that person really that powerful?!"
“Is it too exaggerated to say that one thought can change the feng shui of a hundred years?”
The young man in his twenties couldn't help but ask. During this period, he followed his master to sit here and discuss the two souls. He gained a lot. In Feng Shui, he was better than before.
, undoubtedly a big step forward.
After all, such situations are rare.
But it was precisely because of this that he realized how terrible it was to change the feng shui of a hundred years with one thought.
He didn't question his master's words, but he was filled with doubts.
In addition, there is also a bit of young people's dissatisfaction. After all, according to age, Zhao Cheng is several years younger than him, but between the two of them, one has a sword that dominates the world and is invincible, while the other is unknown.
"A hundred years, not just a hundred years?!"
Sun Maoyi exhaled a long breath, with a look of sadness on his face.
Being thrown so far away by a young man that he couldn't see the other person's shadow was hard to avoid, even with his mind.
"Your realm is still low, so you can't understand."
Sun Maoyi said.
"Look over there."
Sun Maoyi pointed at the sun in the sky.
"The sun is very nice."
The young man responded.
"In your realm, you can only see my hand pointing towards the sun, but I see the sun."
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On the other side, Zhao Cheng had actually discovered those people who were sitting in the mountains a long time ago. Many masters had integrated their spirits into the water and soil, trying to understand the mysteries in the underworld. Zhao Cheng didn't care about this.
With his current state of mind, let alone the transmission of divine information to humans, even if it were a divine form, in his opinion, it was nothing more than that.
Although his original dream a few days ago did not prove the ninth sense and achieve the original perception, the harvest was not small. Just like the thinking algorithm, maybe as long as there is an opportunity, he can break the barrier.
Therefore, even though he has not proven the ninth sense, he still has some magical qualities of the ninth sense.
Time passed, and a few more days passed. Before the end of the year, Zhao Cheng personally took up a pen and wrote a Spring Festival couplet and hung it in front of the door. This was his only task this year.
In previous years, it was his grandfather who would write it, but now the old man felt that he could abdicate in favor of others, and handed over this task to the young people.
As for the task of the New Year's Eve dinner, Zhao's mother, Zhao Cheng's aunt, Zhao Manyun, and Zhao Xiaoxiang are now working together.
Among the four people who cook, Zhao Xiaoxiang is the best, but she learns quickly and is very interested.
Many things are constantly changing, and the future will eventually be left to young people. Today is a preview.
Afterwards, as expected, during the New Year's Eve dinner, Zhao Xiaoxiang showed off his masterpiece and received unanimous praise from everyone.
At midnight, at twelve o'clock, with the sound of firecrackers, another year has come.
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After the Spring Festival, everyone is probably free for a while, and the Internet immediately starts to be noisy again.
At first, some people complained that the production of game consoles of Tianxing Company was too slow, and they were not selected in so many rounds of draws.
But gradually, the topic was diverted to Zhao Cheng, and questions such as when and when this year's variety show will be filmed came up again.
I also deliberately left a message under the official account of the program team, either as director Aite or because I didn’t really think the program team had the ability to do this, I just thought it was fun.
The director has become numb to the practice of whipping corpses this year. Is this something he can shoot if he wants to?
Ever since, people's style of entertainment has changed again. It was probably because of the game console that they started to make jokes. At that time, Zhao Wudi was just a detective. He was still very young and green, and he had not yet written invincibility on his face. Go ahead, everyone should cherish those few youthful moments.
What, as a detective, it’s normal for me to carry a sword with me.
A detective who cannot solve the problem is not a good myth.
Some people even suggested making a detective movie based on Zhao, called Detective Cheng's Bizarre Adventure.
Of course, the deterrent power of myths is still there, and no one takes it too far.
Zhao Cheng surfs the Internet every day and watches everything, but still doesn't speak.
It's lively and lively, which doesn't seem to be a bad thing.
Otherwise, topics related to mythology will be controlled to avoid problems.
It wasn't until the fifth day of the Lunar New Year that Li Nishang suddenly came, taking Li Qingmeng with him.
This chapter has been completed!