Chapter 478: A Hundred Years of Feng Shui

"Thousands of weather, thousands of weather!"

"He is worthy of being the first person in the world, and he changes the world with one thought!"

As soon as the feng shui of the Zhao family changed, on a hill not far away, in a grass shed, there was a middle-aged man with a white face and beard who opened his eyes and sighed.

There are five phases in the world, linen clothes, cloth clothes, thatched clothes, purple clothes, and heavenly clothes, this person is not someone else, but the descendant of the five phases, the god of heavenly clothes.

Xiangshi, knowing the destiny of heaven, seeking good fortune and avoiding evil, is to inherit but can be endless.

If you don't even have this ability, it's in vain.

Next to Zhu Tianyi, there were three other people at this time, one was also 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 the generation of Maoyi Shenxiang, as for the two young people, the eighteen-year-old girl with bright eyes and bright teeth is one of Zhu Tianyi's disciples, and the other young man in his twenties is Sun Maoyi's disciple.

In each generation of gods, there are many disciples, but only one can be inherited in the end.

"It's really powerful, I saw the video from overseas before, I knew that this son was a god, no longer human, but now that I see this weather, I feel that he is afraid that he is still above God."

"The gods and Buddhas in myths and legends are probably worse in terms of meteorology."

"In one thought, change the feng shui for a hundred years, and in the next hundred years, this piece of land will gradually increase its spiritual charm, giving birth to many talents, and even the talents of saints!"

"Originally, this is just a barren land, even if a myth is born, but the foundation is too thin, the people here are just enjoying some wealth, that's all, but this time, this place is full of people, all kinds of weather are worshipped, but it is to produce talents."

Sun Maoyi also opened his eyes and said something.

He and Zhu Tianyi are both top-level saints, but in terms of sensing ability, they are even more powerful than top-level saints.

In particular, they have been meditating in this place for nearly a hundred days, and their entire spirit and spirit have penetrated into this side of the water and soil, and they have merged with the weather here.

In this case, they are extremely keen, and Zhao Cheng's thought of creating a world of things can't be hidden from them at all.

But it is precisely because of this that their hearts are so shocked, and the feeling of glimpse is simply beyond their cognition of cultivation.

They originally thought that there was a limit to human beings after all, even if it was a myth, it was not infinitely powerful, it was still human after all.

"Master, that person is really so powerful?!"

"Is it too exaggerated to change a hundred years of feng shui with one thought?"

The young man in his twenties couldn't help but ask, during this time, he followed his master to sit here, and the two veins discussed with each other, and he gained a lot, and in feng shui physiognomy, compared with before, it was undoubtedly a big step forward.

After all, such a situation is rare.

But it is precisely because of this that he knows how terrible it is to change feng shui for a hundred years with one thought.

He didn't question his master's words, but his heart was full of doubts.

In addition, there are also some young people who are not convinced, after all, according to age, Zhao Cheng is a few years younger than him, but the two of them, one is invincible with a sword, and the other is unknown.

"A hundred years, how can it be more than a hundred years?!"

Sun Maoyi let out a long breath, and his expression was also stunned.

was thrown by a young man from a distance to see the other party's shadow clearly, even with his mind, it was inevitable that it would be a little unpleasant.

"Your realm is still low, so I can't understand it."

Sun Maoyi said.

"Look over there."

Sun Maoyi pointed to the sun in the sky with his finger.

"The sun is good."

Young people responded.

"You can only see my hand pointing at the sun, and I see the sun."

……

On the other hand, Zhao Cheng had actually discovered those people sitting in the mountains a long time ago, and many masters had their spirits fused into the water and soil, trying to comprehend the mysteries in the underworld, and Zhao Cheng didn't care about this.

With his current state, don't say that the gods are passed on, even if they are gods, in his opinion, it is nothing more than that.

A few days ago, his origin dream, although he did not use this to prove the ninth sense and achieve the origin perception, but the harvest is not small, just like the thinking algorithm, maybe as long as there is an opportunity, he can break the heavenly barrier.

Therefore, even though he did not have the ninth sense, he had a bit of the magic of the ninth sense.

Time passed, and it was a few days, before the end of the year, Zhao Cheng personally picked up the pen and wrote a pair of Spring Festival couplets to hang in front of the door, which was also his only task in this year.

In previous years, his grandfather wrote it again, but now the old man felt that he could abdicate and give way to the young man.

As for the task of the Chinese New Year's Eve dinner, now it is Zhao's mother, Zhao Cheng's aunt, and Zhao Manyun and Zhao Xiaoxiang, working together.

Among the four people who cook, Zhao Xiaoxiang is the most dish-eaten, but she learns quickly and has a high level of interest.

Many things are constantly changing, and the future is ultimately going to be handed over to young people, and now it is a rehearsal.

After that, sure enough, during the Chinese New Year's Eve dinner, Zhao Xiaoxiang showed off his masterpiece and got unanimous praise from everyone.

In the middle of the night, at twelve o'clock, with the sound of firecrackers, it was another year.

……

After the Spring Festival, most of the people were temporarily idle, and immediately the Internet began to boil again.

At the beginning, some people just complained that the production of Tianxing's game consoles was too slow, and they didn't draw themselves in so many rounds of lottery.

But gradually, the topic was deviated, and it was biased to Zhao Cheng, and words such as what, when will this year's variety show be filmed, and so on.

also deliberately or Aite director, or left a message under the official account of the program group, not really thinking that the program team has this ability, but simply feeling fun.

The director has become numb to the act of pulling out the whipping corpse this year, is this thing he can shoot if he wants to?!

So,The style of the fun people changed again,Probably because of the game console,Started to play stalks,What year Zhao Wuvin was just a detective.,Still very young.,Very young.,Invincible hasn't been written on your face yet.,Everyone should cherish that few youthful moments.。

What, as a detective, it's normal for me to carry a sword with me.

What can't be broken by the detective, is not a good myth.

Some people even suggested making a detective movie based on Zhao, which is called Detective Cheng's Bizarre Adventure.

Of course, the deterrent power of mythology is still there, and no one goes too far.

Zhao Cheng surfed the Internet every day, watching everything, but still didn't speak.

It's lively and lively, and it doesn't seem to be bad.

Otherwise, topics related to mythology will be regulated to avoid problems.

Until the fifth day of the new year, Li Nishang suddenly came, and took Li Qingmeng with her.