The earth is undulating, like a dragon turning over, the soil collapses, and the trees roll.

I faintly saw a dragon's shadow soaring into the sky from the ground, the mountains collapsed, and it was a scene of doomsday.

The monks from all sides were treacherous and the tide was coming, but how small was it in front of the power of heaven and earth?

Before they got close, they were all submerged.

On this day, the nine mountains collapsed and the world was buried!

In the middle of the vast land, only Wang Fu, who was ragged, sat upright in it, was as angry as a wandering spring, his face pale and no longer had any blood.

"Is that the end?" He said reluctantly, obviously it was not without a price to leverage the power of Tianwei with one person.

Under the backlash, he was already exhausted.

The glimpse of the eyes, the rebirth of the life, is all in front of you.

He was poor at a young age and had difficulty living, but because of his natural attitude, he was included in Taoism and learned the secret technique of supporting dragon Feng Shui and advanced to the eighth-grade Feng Shui master.

It was not until he learned the truth about the world of one life, two fortunes, and three Feng Shui that he realized that his heart had endless open fire, and then he went down the mountain in anger.

I originally wanted to promote Feng Shui in the world, but unfortunately people's hearts are unpredictable, and the world is difficult, but it still fails.

"Is human power difficult to defeat nature after all? I don't believe it!" As he was dying, a deep sense of reluctance suddenly rose in Wang Hao's heart.

He also wants to fight with this God again!

Suddenly he spoke softly.

When the words were spoken, it was very light, but the wind came, echoing in the valleys and spreading, it was already as thunder as thunder, and could be heard by a hundred miles.

"Do you want my treasure? If you want it, please find it! All the secrets are in this Feng Shui secret. If you crack it, the treasures will belong to you."

He casually waved it, and saw books flying out like snowflakes from his sleeves. There was a word on the cover, which read, "The Secret Art of Finding Dragons!"

"The treasure of Feng Shui King?" Those onlookers who were lucky enough to escape the battle were shocked. They immediately snatched the secret technique of finding dragons, and even fought with each other, causing another bloody storm.

Wang Wei saw this scene and smiled bitterly, "It's bloody again!

After taking my Feng Shui secret strategy, I know how to find a dragon, so I can change my destiny and fortune by myself.

How will the world choose?”

He couldn't help but think of it, worry, surprise, and nervous...

Thousands of thoughts and emotions finally turned into a soft smile in the mouth.

"I know that I blame me, but only spring and autumn! This world...

Worth looking forward to it!”

The laughter gradually faded, and then he fell back.

A light swept out from his heart, and a compass pattern appeared in the streaming light.

From that day on, the mystery of Feng Shui King's treasure has spread to the world and has become a legend, and the secret technique of finding dragons has spread throughout the world.

...

When we arrived at the back, the pages of the painted ancient scrolls became faster and faster, and the scratches did not stop.

Once Wang Wei's Feng Shui master's secret recipe is lost, the divine objects will immediately become obscured, turning into an old compass and falling to the world.

First, he was picked up by a peddler, and then he was deceived by a scammer... After so many attempts, no one could find out the secret.

Until in a ghost market where the world of practice is left to buy and sell, there was a thrill of suspicion, and at the end of the picture, an ecstatic face appeared, which was the colored opera artist Jin Wuming.

The scroll ends here and is frozen on the back of the Taoist robe overlooking the undulating dragons of the earth.

"What a Feng Shui king!" Zhuang Kehejuan exclaimed.

The ins and outs of this Feng Shui master's secret recipe is already in his control.

After watching so many times, he tasted the poison of people's hearts, but this time it was like drinking fine wine, which was extremely refreshing.

The Feng Shui King's life shows the style of a monk.

All the enemies are all enemies, calmly and make arrangements with one move to bury your opponents!

Zhuang Ke further understood the deeper mysteries of practice from it.

The monk’s fighting is about Tao, and is used for Dharma, without being bound by force!

A huge tree with a hundred feet is cut by an axe, and it is difficult to break in ten days, but it is attacked by fire, which can instantly be flammable.

This is the difference between Tao and force.

Fighting is for fighting, not fighting power.

The struggle is the monk's understanding of his own way, and the weak can defeat the strong.

The so-called realm is just the most critical link in strength, but it is by no means all.

This point coincides with what Zhuang Ke thought before, and it is more direct to the essence.

I can only say that I am... Feng Shui King!

When Zhuang Ke was in the martial arts world before, he heard about the treasures of Feng Shui King.

I only heard that no one has found it, so it has become an illusory legend.

Unexpectedly, I found the truth in this Feng Shui master's secret recipe.

"Who can know that the so-called Feng Shui King's treasures are not necessarily there, but the secret technique of finding dragons has spread everywhere, and even some ordinary people know their name. This may be the real purpose of Feng Shui King, to pass on Feng Shui techniques to the world!"

Zhuang Keyin has speculation.

Dingding Ding Ding...

Suddenly, the wind chimes in Wuyoujujuju sounded, and the shadow puppet shaking, making strange sounds.

"Strange wind, what a strange wind!"

"It's so scary, hide!"

"Absurd Master, I'm causing trouble again!"

...

The shadow play is powerful, seeking good luck and avoiding bad luck, and instinct shrinks into the depths of darkness.

"Here you come!" Zhuang Ke narrowed his eyes and was extremely cautious.

He knew that although Jin Wuming had obtained the secret recipe of this Feng Shui master, he would never know that it was owned by the Feng Shui king, otherwise he would not be willing to take it out at the beginning.

And he was wrong.

Feng Shui masters are not the ninth-grade monks of the Dragon Fu lineage, but the eighth-grade monks!

This is the most precious thing that Zhuangke has ever obtained.

The treasure contains the strong spirituality, which has exceeded his current ability to withstand it. It is hard to predict what future problems will be.

To be cautious, only...

"A Qing!" he shouted decisively.

"Here you come!" Ah Qing appeared quietly, holding a peach blossom branch, and leaping around to try.

If you encounter a strange situation, you will call Ah Qing!

This is the secret to survival when Zhuang Ke was in the world and was very happy. His nervous heart was very stable.

At this time, the painted leather scroll in your hand trembled, and the wind was roaring.

It’s just strange that there is not much of the treacherous and chaotic atmosphere of the past.

In the scroll, the man in Taoist robe holding a compass turned around slowly, his temples as white as snow, and stretched out his hand.

Bo!

A slight fluctuation arose on the scroll.

A transparent arm first stretched out, then half of his body, and the last middle-aged man with white hair suddenly walked out of the painted ancient scroll.

"It's you?" Zhuang Ke's eyes shrank.

The middle-aged man was stunned, looked down at his whole body, and then smiled.
Chapter completed!