The light and shadow shattered, causing Fang Xian's thoughts to suddenly diverge.
The madness in his mind began to flourish, and at the same time, his power surged.
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, the realm has been reached and the power has been obtained. All he has to do is to 'prescribe' the effect of this alchemy.
"Bless!"
"I bless this place, I bless this place..."
"For all those who sincerely worship the ancestors here, the proportion of geniuses among their descendants will increase in the future..."
This is a terrible effect.
Fang Xian fixed the activity of 'worshipping' as a special 'ritual', and the bloodline blessing was the result and gift of the ritual.
As for the maintenance effect, it will probably be calculated in tens of thousands of years, and it may even be permanent.
Permanently changed, this is the seventh level of terror!
"Haha...haha...No matter who these people are, as long as they pray sincerely, they can all benefit..."
Fang Xian laughed loudly, and suddenly his laughter became uncontrollable.
After all, it is unrealistic to expect a half-mad person to control himself at all times.
At this moment, he felt an impulse in his heart, and his hands and feet began to dance unconsciously.
If the previous noise didn't attract anyone, now it was clear that there was a thief here.
Tread!
Following the sound of footsteps, an old man, who seemed to be a guard, yawned and went up the stairs. He was suddenly startled, and his fingers and beard trembled with anger: "You... you... you..."
In his opinion, Fang Xian's movements at this time were simply like dancing in an ancestral hall with the same mocking effect as disco dancing in front of a grave. It would be strange if it didn't make the descendants angry.
"Bold maniac, stop now!"
The old man shouted loudly, and stretched out both palms with the force of a rainbow.
Although he is not a grandmaster, he is still an innate master. He is quite famous in the world for his hands that can break mountains and rocks. He thinks that even a grandmaster or even a weird monster would dare to touch him with these iron palms.
But at this moment, he slapped Fang Xian with both palms, feeling that the surging real power was like a mud cow entering the sea, and disappeared in an instant.
Not only that, Fang Xian's right hand was just unconscious, but the old man felt an overwhelming force coming from him. He flew up unconsciously, crashed through the roof, and fell straight down. He didn't know how many bones were broken.
.
"This... this is at least the Grand Master..."
"You are a great master, you dress up as a beggar and go to other people's ancestral halls to dance...Are you crazy?"
The old man was so filled with grief and anger that he spurted out a mouthful of blood.
"Elder Ni?"
This movement immediately attracted more people's attention.
A large number of well-armed warriors emerged from all directions and surrounded the Patriarch Hall.
He was just afraid of the 'big enemy' who could seriously injure the innate master Elder Ni, and was also afraid of destroying those ancestor tablets, so he could only besiege but not attack.
"The host is here!"
Not long after, several Xiantian elders came to the outside of the Patriarch's Hall, surrounded by a young girl. They looked at this scene with a gloomy expression: "Why are there enemies coming to my Patriarch's Hall?"
The girl was very puzzled.
If she is the enemy of Jinfeng Xiaoyu Tower, then attacking her personally or the warehouse will be more effective than the Ancestral Hall, which only has commemorative significance.
"The landlord..."
Elder Ni's chest and skirt were stained with blood, so he stepped forward and told the story.
"What?"
Before the female building owner could do anything, the innate elders were furious: "How brave, how dare you dance in our ancestor hall? Blaspheming our ancestors?"
"Bold maniac, absolutely daring."
Originally, they thought it might be a senior who was related to Jinfeng Xiaoyu Tower, but there was a misunderstanding.
But after hearing about the evil deeds of a man dressed as a beggar and actually daring to dance in the Patriarch Hall, they became convinced that this was an enemy with an extremely bad character.
"Lord, give the order and fight him!"
"Huh, they must be those decent people in the past... Although we all listened to Xin Wuguo's order and both sides stopped fighting, they obviously will not give up and even came up with this method to disgust us!"
…
The girl wrinkled her beautiful eyebrows and suddenly said: "Be quiet."
She seems to be very prestigious here, and everyone is quiet.
"You guys wait here, I'll go in and meet that person."
The girl waved her hands and walked directly into the ancestral hall.
The girl's name is Yu Xiaolou.
Her ability to become the owner of the Golden Wind and Drizzle Building is partly due to her bloodline, but also partly due to her talent.
Although Yu Xiaolou is only eighteen years old, he is already a master in cultivation!
Although... after the Xinwu Kingdom merged into the Shushan Wonderland, it is said that due to changes in vitality, martial arts training was much easier than before, but it was still an incredible achievement.
And she is the only grandmaster of Jinfeng Xiaoyu Tower. She holds the authority and no one dares to refute her words.
Yu Xiaolou took a deep breath and walked into the first floor.
She glanced around and saw that the numerous tablets and altars, as well as the incense candles and offerings on them, had not been damaged, and she couldn't help feeling slightly relieved.
This doesn't look like the behavior of someone seeking revenge.
But here, she did hear the sound coming from the second floor, as if someone was jumping around in a chaotic rhythm.
‘Is there really someone dancing in the ancestral hall?’
Her forehead wrinkled into a beautiful word "Chuan" and she stepped onto the steps.
Boom!
Tread!
Above the wooden attic, the sound of footsteps never stops.
They are sometimes dense and sometimes slow, like a chaotic drum beat.
But after listening more, Yu Xiaolou felt that there seemed to be some kind of rhythm hidden in the chaotic footsteps.
Boom!
She couldn't help but stop and listen for a while longer.
At some point, she felt her heartbeat suddenly synchronize with the footsteps upstairs, as if she was actively beating a certain beat.
Yu Xiaolou was immediately frightened.
After all, she is a master. What kind of strength does it take to plot against her like this?
She had never heard of this magical sonic martial arts.
'No, this is not martial arts, but magic!'
'When did I, Jin Feng Xiao Yu Lou, offend a cultivator?'
Yu Xiaolou's heart immediately sank.
Facts have proved that if a warrior offends a cultivator, disaster will inevitably follow.
Even just listening to the footsteps, she had already suffered some internal injuries and felt as if the blood in her body was flowing backwards.
Just when Yuxiaolou was about to lose its support, the footsteps stopped.
She breathed a sigh of relief. Although she wanted to run away, there was a look of struggle on her face. She walked up to the second floor and bowed directly: "Jade Xiaolou, the owner of Jinfeng Xiaoyu Building, I have met my senior. If I had waited before
If there is any offense, please forgive me, senior..."
After saying that, Yu Xiaolou did not dare to raise his head and waited anxiously for the fate's judgment.