In the quaint ancestral hall.

The light and shadow shattered, causing Fang Xian's thoughts to diverge suddenly.

The madness in his mind began to play up, 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 a spell.

But at this time, when the realm has reached and the power is gained, all I have to do is to 'prescribe' the effect of this technique.

"Bless!"

"I bless this, bless this place......"

"All those who sincerely worship the ancestors of this place will increase the proportion of geniuses among the descendants of the bloodline in the future......"

It's a terrible effect.

Fang Immortal fixed the activity of 'worshipping' into some kind of special 'ritual', and the bloodline blessing was the result and gift of the ritual.

As for the effectiveness of maintenance, it is probably 10,000 years, and it may even be permanent.

Permanently change, this is the horror of the seventh level!

"Haha...... Ha ha...... No matter who these people are, if you sincerely pray, you will benefit......"

Fang Xian laughed, and suddenly, his laughter was a little uncontrollable.

After all, it is unrealistic to expect a half-crazy person to control himself at all times.

At this time, he had an impulse in his heart, and his hands and feet danced unconsciously.

If the previous movement didn't attract anyone, at this time, it was clearly said that there were thieves here.

Stompe!

With the sound of footsteps, an old man who seemed to be a guard went up the stairs with a yawn, and was suddenly stunned, so angry that his fingers and beard trembled: "You...... You...... You ......"

Fang Xian's actions at this time, in his opinion, were simply dancing in the ancestral hall with the same mocking effect as jumping in front of the grave, and it was strange that he could not blow up the anger of the descendants.

"Bold fanatics, don't stop yet!"

The old man shouted violently, and his palms came out together, and the palm power was like a rainbow.

Although he is not a grandmaster, he is also a congenital master, and he is quite famous in the rivers and lakes with his hand.

But at this time, he slapped his palms on Fang Xian's body, and felt that the surging true power was like a mud cow entering the sea, and it disappeared in an instant.

Not only that, Fang Xian's right hand was just unconsciously taken around, and the old man felt a surge of unstoppable force, and the whole person flew up unconsciously, smashed through the roof, and smashed straight down, and he didn't know how many bones were broken.

"This ...... This is at least the Great Grandmaster......"

"You have a great grandmaster, dressed as Hanako, and went to the ancestral hall to dance...... Are you crazy? ”

The old man was extremely sad and indignant, and a mouthful of blood spurted out directly.

"Elder Ni?"

This movement immediately attracted the attention of more people.

A large number of warriors in strong armor emerged from all directions, surrounding the ancestral hall.

It's just that he is afraid of the 'great enemy' who can seriously injure the innate master Elder Ni, and he is also afraid of destroying those ancestor tablets, so he can only besiege but not attack.

"The landlord has arrived!"

Not long after, several innate elders came to the outside of the Patriarch Hall with a young girl in their arms, looking at this scene with a gloomy expression: "Why did an enemy come to my Patriarch Hall?" ”

The girl was puzzled.

If it is the enemy of the Golden Wind Drizzle Building, then whether it is attacking her herself or the treasury, it is more effective than the Ancestral Master Hall with only commemorative significance.

"Landlord ......"

Elder Ni's chest was stained with blood, and he stepped forward to tell him what was going on.

"What?"

Before the female landlord could do anything, the innate elders exploded their lungs: "What a gut, dare to dance in our ancestral hall?" Blasphemy of ancestors? ”

"Bold fanatics, daring."

Originally, they thought that it might be a senior who had something to do with Jinfeng Drizzle Building, but there was a misunderstanding for a while.

But after hearing about the evil deeds of people dressed up as beggars and daring to dance in the ancestral hall, they were convinced that this was an enemy, or an enemy with a very bad personality.

"Landlord, give the order, fight with him!"

"Hmph, it must be those who used to be decent...... Although we listened to Xin Wuguo's orders together, and the two sides stopped fighting, they obviously would not give up, and even came up with this method to disgust us! ”

……

The girl furrowed her beautiful eyebrows and suddenly spoke, "Silence." ”

She seemed to be extremely prestigious here, and everyone was quiet.

"Wait here, and I'll meet the man when I go in."

The girl waved her hand and walked directly into the ancestral hall.

The girl's name is Yu Xiaolou.

She can become the owner of the Golden Wind Drizzle Building, the bloodline is one thing, and the other is her talent.

Although Yu Xiaolou is only eighteen years old, he is already a grandmaster cultivator!

Though...... After the merger of Xinwu Kingdom as a whole into the Shushan Immortal Realm, it is said that because of the change in vitality, it is far easier to practice martial arts than before, but it is also a very remarkable achievement.

And she is the only grandmaster of the Golden Wind Drizzle Building, holding the authority, in a word, no one dares to refute.

Yu Xiaolou took a deep breath and walked into the first floor.

She swept her eyes and saw that the many tablets and altars, as well as the incense candles and offerings on them, had not been destroyed, and she couldn't help but breathe a sigh of relief in her heart.

It's not like the performance of someone who has come to seek revenge.

But here, she did hear a voice from the second floor, as if there was a person jumping around in a chaotic rhythm.

Is there really anyone dancing in the ancestral hall?' ’

Her forehead wrinkled into a beautiful 'Chuan' character and stepped onto the steps.

Knock knock!

Stompe!

Above the wooden attic, the sound of footsteps never stops.

Sometimes they are dense, sometimes soothing, like a chaotic drum beat.

But after listening to it too much, Yu Xiaolou actually felt that there seemed to be some kind of rhythm hidden in the chaotic footsteps.

Knock knock!

She couldn't help but stop and listen for a moment.

I don't know when, she felt her heartbeat, and suddenly it was in tune with the footsteps upstairs, as if she was actively hitting a certain beat.

Yu Xiaolou was immediately frightened.

After all, she is a grandmaster, what kind of strength does it take to plot her so much?

She had never heard of this kind of magical sonic martial arts.

'No, it's not martial arts, it's spells! ’

'My Golden Wind Drizzle Building, when did you provoke a cultivator?' ’

Yu Xiaolou's heart immediately sank.

Facts have proved that if a martial artist provokes a cultivator, it will inevitably be a catastrophe.

Even just listening to the footsteps, she had already suffered a little internal injury, and she felt like the blood in her whole body was going backwards.

Just when Yu Xiaolou was about to lose his support, the footsteps stopped.

She breathed a sigh of relief, although she wanted to pull her legs and slip away, but a struggling look appeared on her face, she still walked up to the second floor and bowed directly: "Yu Xiaolou, the owner of the Golden Wind and Drizzle Building, has seen the seniors, if I have any offense before, please also ask the seniors to have a lot of ......."

After speaking, Yu Xiaolou didn't dare to look up, waiting anxiously for the verdict of fate.