Big Data Cultivation

Chapter 578: Ancestor

Seeing Ma Daochang's silence, Zhuang Haoyun extended a **** again. "Second, your Maoshan ancestor card did not help my son. Last time I spent 600,000 yuan to reach this conclusion."

Ma Dao also knows that the ritual is 500,000, but there are some other expenses. It is not an exaggeration to say that it is 600,000 small.

He would like to ask, since the ancestral brand is useless, why do you still borrow it?

But thinking of the two thunders in his ears just now, he decided not to speak for a while.

Zhuang Haoyun extended his ring finger again. "Thirdly, my child's recovery needs a process. I really want to keep the child at Luohua Manor, so I borrowed your family's ancestor card for a few days to let Master Feng take a look ... he is happy Well, my son's things are easy to say. "

This is too insulting. The majestic ancestral brand of Maoshan can only be used for details.

Ma Daochang's face grew darker, and after waiting for a while, he only laughed when he saw that he was no longer talking, "This ancestral card is my Maoshan ethics, involving the unspoken secrets of the ancestor ... Do you know the crime?"

Zhuang Haoyun sneered, "I don't tell the secret? Don't joke ... do you have a patent?"

There is no patent ... Ma Daochang was choked with these four words, stunned for a long time, and then sneered, "Zhuang donor is so brave!"

"I really don't joke with you," Zhuang Haoyun said seriously, "I spent a little 600,000 yuan, and I didn't even hear a ringer, I didn't say anything at all then? Acknowledge! Now I want to take care of you, tell Can you be a scam? "

"Now I want to borrow money and show it to Master Feng ... Isn't that a big deal? Isn't it enough to spend money?"

Ma Dao is relatively old and behaves steadily.

However, in this era of Fa, there is no eloquence at all, and no one can be fooled.

So instead of calling Zhuang Haoyun, he looked sideways at Feng Jun. "You just called me a Taoist and you are a practitioner? Do you think that ... you are much stronger than Maoshan?"

To be honest, his own legal affairs did not cure people, others cured them, and his heart was not a taste.

Once it spreads, what is Maoshan's vein?

Feng Jun didn't want to disparage Maoshan, he was all a cultivator-even if the other party might have been reduced to pretending to be a ghost.

However, this question is a bit too much! What does your family look like, don't you have a big count?

It happened that Gao Qiang came down from the top of the bus to make a good tea. Feng Jun took a sip of the tea cup and said lightly, "I have cured Mr. Zhuang's son."

This was even more irritating, and the chunky Taoist shouted loudly, "Do you think that you are better than Maoshan alone?"

"Shut up!" Feng Jun shouted sharply, if there was a thunderbolt in the clear sky, "Are you your turn to speak?"

The chunky Taoist suddenly shuddered, and then blood flowed from his eyes, ears, nose and mouth.

The scene was silent for a while, and then the leader of the road said in a deep voice, "Brother Zhang is impatient, and I would like to thank Daoyou for the discipline of Maoshan."

This sounds very polite, but in fact, it is only one step away from turning my face-is my Maoshan disciple doing the right thing? My own people in Maoshan are in charge of discipline, and it turns you to be an outsider?

Feng Jun waved his hand, and Da Ladi said, "It doesn't matter, I just said, I have cured the person."

Ma Daochang's face went dark, "Dao You really look down on me Maoshan?"

Feng Jun took another sip of tea, still the same sentence, "I cured people."

Do you dare to change a line? Ma Daochang was almost mad, "Since Dao You look down on Maoshan, why should we be concerned about our Taoism?"

This time, Feng Jun didn't even bother to say a fixed line, and raised his finger to Zhuang Haoyun-let's talk.

Zhuang Haoyun said in a straight voice, "Ma Daochang, I did the thing. I just wanted to please Master Feng. Don't tell me what is unorthodox, I don't understand ... 500 thousand rituals, borrow ancestral cards How about five million in ten days? "

This price is very touching for Ma Dao. This year, it is really not easy to meet an honest and devoted lay man.

In the final analysis, the Maoshan faction was too deep into the WTO, but in the last era of the Fa, if you do not actively join the WTO, there is a chance that the orthodoxy will be cut off.

Therefore, Ma Daochang's tone was loosened. "If you want to borrow it from Feng Daoyou for details, you can tell Xiao Tianshi directly. For those of you who are devout and honest, Mao Shan is also willing to support."

"What should I say?" Zhuang Haoyun smiled bitterly, "I told Master Xiaoshan that Maoshan can't cure my son, others have cured ... I'll borrow your ancestral card to please him?"

This is a real problem, and he does n’t want to offend Xiao Tianshi, but this ... is it possible to speak straight?

Ma Daochang thought about it and thought about it empathically. President Zhuang's choice was also forced to help, but, "Then you can take away the ancestor card and leave a cheque ... My Maoshan disciples are not so angry."

"Please, I also want to leave a cheque," Zhuang Haoyun grunted his teeth in annoyance. "However, although you Maoshan did not apply for a patent, but if I leave a cheque, it is a criminal evidence ... criminal evidence."

Ma Daochang was silent again: what you said was justified, I was speechless.

After a long silence, he raised his head again, but instead of looking at Zhuang Haoyun, he faced Feng Jun. He knew very well that he was entangled with Zhuang Haoyun again, and it was also the words of the car. The game must break from this person.

As long as Feng Jun took the game back, the rest lost, and all won.

So he asked very simply, "Zhuang Jushi said that his friend's prowess is profound, can I wait for an eye-opener? You have cured Zhuang son before, and we haven't witnessed it, so don't say it again."

Get some dry goods out, don't always say that-I have cured the person, you are not annoying, I am almost crazy to hear it.

Feng Jun smiled disdainfully, "My Daoxing, where do you understand?"

He has already observed this person, and has not yet entered the realm of the warrior-half-step martial arts, what is this ghost?

This place is not far from the mountain gate, and there are many people around him at the moment. Although most of them are acquaintances, he does not mind performing some reasonable Taoism, but in the end, he still feels a little low-key.

But ... I don't seem to know yet, what kind of ghost is Maoshan's ancestral brand, so stubborn, does it make sense?

He gave Zhuang Haoyun a look at his chin, "Zhuang Zong, what ancestor card do you take, let me take a look."

Zhuang Haoyun looked around and found that besides himself, there were three men standing next to Feng Jun. There was Xiaoge standing not far away. Two hundred meters away, there were two guards watching.

So many people, he was not afraid of the other party tossing anyway, so he opened the briefcase he carried in his hand on the stone table.

Seeing this, the chunky Taoist subconsciously wanted to come over, and Gao Qiang's side was blocking him.

If you really want to say the spirit of fierceness, his momentum is better than Gazi and Di love.

However, the chunky Taoist priest refused to take a break and insisted on squeezing it over. The high-strength waist twisted, leaning only on the back, and arched the person out.

Ma Daochang's face sank before he could speak. Feng Jun raised his hand and the brown light flashed. The brown sign in the briefcase flew into his hand from a meter away.

The brand is not big, it is twelve or three centimeters wide, twenty-five or six centimeters high, and about one and a half centimeters thick. It is carved with patterns on it, and there is a base below. If you do n’t look carefully, it is a bit like a spiritual card enshrined in an ancestral hall.

This brand is not gold or stone, the weight is not light, it is more than ten pounds.

Feng Jun took his hand, weighed his weight first, and then reached for a tap, and the sign made a muffled "Tuk Tuk" sound.

The volley shot he used when fetching the brand has shocked the four people in Maoshan. Of course, they can see that Feng Jun has not been in contact with Zhuang Haoyun, so this is definitely not magic.

However, when he saw him reaching for the ancestral card, Ma Daochang still said aloud, "Feng Daoyou, this is my Maoshan ancestral card. The palm master must be bathed before you can touch it. You are too much."

Feng Jun didn't lift his eyes, as if he didn't hear him, watching the sign over and over.

But Ga Zi couldn't help but whispered, "It's nice to say, don't use a rag when wiping?"

He didn't mean to tell the other party, according to Feng Jun's rules, without permission, there would be no part of him talking here.

Gazi just feels the heart, because every year on the Mid-Autumn Festival, his parents always take out the grandpa and grandpa brands ~ lightnovelpub.net ~ to worship incense. It's dusty, you have to wipe it.

But he said so to himself, Ma Daochang just happened to seize the opportunity.

He sneered and spoke proudly, "My Maoshanzu brand never needs to be wiped, and there will be no dust for a thousand years."

When people at Luohua Manor heard this, they were all a little bit startled: The millennium will not be gray-is this the ancestral brand?

Buddhism and Taoism often have rumors of supernatural phenomena, even those who do not believe in ghosts and gods will inevitably be afraid of one or two.

Ga Zi's self-talk was stunned, and he was a little dissatisfied when he was surprised. "There is a construction site in the manor ... can we open our eyes?"

Ma Daochang glared fiercely at him. This is my Maoshanzu brand. Are you going to get it at the construction site?

To be honest, this requirement itself is a great disrespect for Maoshan, but Ma Dao is very confident in Zu brand.

So he didn't attack, but just looked at this mighty guy coldly, "Do you want to open your eyes? Yes! But if the ancestral brand is really effective, you offend me Maoshan ... how should I count?"

Ga Zi's chest is firm, he is a muscular confession of death, "If it really works, I can apologize, if you are not satisfied, you can also ask for it."

Ma Daochang waited to speak, Feng Jun spoke, and he said without lifting his head, "Ga Zi no longer needs to know. This thing does have the effect of warding off evil spirits and removing dust. The formation method has almost failed, but it can still be maintained for quite a while . "

Ga Zi heard the words and suddenly shut up. Ma Daochang looked at Feng Jun suspiciously. "Formation?"

Feng Jun still ignored him and continued to look at the ancestral cards.

Ma Dao shut his mouth in dismay, but inexplicable hopes came out of his heart.

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