The Immortal of the Yin and Yang Realm

Chapter 286 Qiu Xian

"I don’t know anything. If you have anything to say, just tell me."

The old man took a puff of cigarette, looked up at the head of the Lu family, and then at Xu Dashi. He was helpless. Although he understood, he couldn't help. Even if my grandfather told him, he would still help. No, he only knows some basic knowledge of Feng Shui formations. This is because their tribe’s collection of books is complex enough.

"Okay, brother, I will definitely speak up if I need anything."

Grandpa smiled and nodded. This is a favor from the leader. It's one thing whether you use him or not, but he has said everything, so of course this favor must be acknowledged. In the

Yue family's camp, grandpa and the others are enjoying themselves. , a harmonious scene.

In the shaman camp, in the shaman saint's tent, the shaman saint and three elders are entertaining guests. An old man with white hair and black robe is the distinguished guest they want to receive.

The old man has a He has white hair, a black robe on his body, a slender face, raised sword eyebrows, eyebrows mixed with black and white, slender eyes, typical willow eyes, raised corners, a slender and tall nose, a small mouth, and very thin lips. Bo, with two deep nasolabial folds, and a pale face without a beard. There is only one word written on this face, I am a villain who is not easy to mess with.

This old man who is not easy to mess with at first sight is the master of Feng Shui formations invited by the shaman. Grandmaster, this great grandmaster just walked around the top of Erlong Mountain. He did not do all kinds of measurements and observations like Grandpa and the others. He just glanced at the situation on the top of the mountain. This is considered to be the completion of the observation. This is As long as the Grand Master is in harmony with the heaven and earth, he will know the detailed situation. This is more accurate than any measurement.

The old man walked around and asked the shaman elder to take him. He returned to the shaman camp.

The shaman saint also received the news in advance and notified the second and third elders of the shamanism early. The three of them were waiting for the great elder and the others in the shaman saint's tent.

"How's it going?"

After the shaman saint waited for the two parties to greet each other, she watched the old man in black robe sit firmly, and then asked

"Haha, it’s the same everywhere, the Yue family has no chance of winning."

The old man smiled and stared at the shaman saint with slightly narrowed eyes. There was appreciation, admiration, and a hint of lust in his eyes. He looked like a man who saw the girl he liked. (That's a The old man became interested and stared at the shaman saint with leering eyes.）

"That’s good, Great Elder, entertain the Grand Master well."

The shaman saint nodded, turned to the great elder and said, asking the great elder to entertain the old man well, and signaled that the great elder could take him away. To be honest, it is somewhat rude for the shaman saint to do this. Please come and help me. It's a bit rude to chase people away before my butt is even hot.

However, the shaman saint is not blind. She saw the old man's eyes clearly and didn't have any good impressions of the old man. No more, this impression was instantly negative. She was still willing to deal with him, so she just kicked him out. The status of the shaman allowed her to do this, and she was even more confident to let her do this, even if the other party was a Feng Shui practitioner. Grandmaster

"Please, sir."

The great elder also saw all this, and naturally knew that the shaman saint was unhappy. The great elder would definitely come forward at this time. The great elder stood up, walked to the old man in a few steps, and politely asked the old man to get up and leave. Saint's tent

"hehe."

The old man smiled coquettishly. He was also a little embarrassed. After all, he had lost his composure just now, and the person opposite him was a saint of a religion. This was not a simple matter of losing his composure. This was rude. To put it seriously, It's just rude. Even if the shaman saint beats him out, it's already polite to ask him out in disguise.

The old man got up and followed the elder out of the tent, never looking at the shaman saint again. A glance.

The great elder and the old man in black robes were walking in the shaman camp. Side by side, they walked towards a remote tent. This tent was an empty tent for guests. The two entered the tent and stood in front of a square table. , sitting face to face, then a shaman disciple came forward to greet them, served tea to the two of them, and also brought four plates of snacks.

"Go down."

The great elder looked at the shaman disciples standing on one side after they had finished their work, and waved to them, asking them to go down first. The two old men sat opposite each other in the tent, both dressed in black robes, regardless of their faces. In this case, there are only two points that can be distinguished. One is that the great elder's hair is gray, which is white, black and gray, and the hair color is relatively mixed. The second point is that the great elder's black robe has an identity mark, which is red. fox pattern

"Sir, by doing this, are you not afraid that my shamanism will fall out?"

The great elder picked up the cover of the tea cup and gently moved it on the tea cup. Waves of tea mist rose. The great elder looked at the old man opposite. His eyes were all scrutinizing, with a hint of persecution.

"Haha, you won’t. Although it’s not the same as before, we are still us, and the master is still the master."

The old man was not affected by the great elder. He looked at the great elder with a flash of light in his eyes. He spoke in a relaxed tone and sat on the stool with a calm demeanor. His hands hung relaxedly on his knees.

"Now is the new dynasty, there are no masters and slaves. We also made it clear when we were in Manchuria, the shaman is the shaman, and the demon is still the demon. From that time on, the relationship was severed."

The great elder glanced at the old man, turned the tureen in his hand on his fingertips, and landed steadily on the tea cup.

"broken? Then you still dare to find me?"

The old man narrowed his eyes slightly, looked at the elder shaman opposite, and was already questioning him in his words.

"I'm looking for you because you are a great master of Feng Shui formations, not because you are Aisin Gioro's third elder brother, and not because you are Prince Guomubo."

The great elder's voice was suppressed in his throat. I don't know if he was afraid that people outside would hear it. His voice was suppressed, and there was a trace of anger on the great elder's face.

"Hahahaha, I know, she dared to kick me out, I know, you don't look down on us anymore, you feel that we are being targeted now, you want to start a new stove, but I don't know if your stove is prosperous?"

When the old man saw that the great elder was a little angry, he immediately became happy and laughed. The depression of being kicked out just now was wiped away. He continued to criticize the great elder in his words, which was also a test of shamanism.

"It doesn't matter to you whether it's prosperous or not. My shamanism has been inherited for more than 2,000 years. I have never experienced any storms. This little wind can't capsize the boat."

The great elder looked at the laughing old man, his eyelids lowered, his face returned to expressionless, and his tone returned to calmness, with a hint of arrogance, because the current situation of shamanism is much better than that of these people opposite..