In the quaint ancestral hall.
The light and shadow shattered, causing Fang Xian's thoughts to suddenly scatter.
The madness in his mind began to spread, and at the same time, his power was surging.
An inexplicable feeling made him know that he would definitely succeed in what he wanted to do!
Once upon a time, it was extremely difficult to create an Obsidian Art.
But now, with the realm and power, all he had to do was to 'prescribe' the effect of the Obsidian Art.
"Bless!"
"I bless this place, bless this place..."
"All those who sincerely worship the ancestors here, in the future, the proportion of geniuses among their descendants will increase..."
This was a terrifying effect.
Fang Xian fixed the activity of 'worship' as a special 'ceremony', and the blessing of the bloodline was the result and gift of the ceremony.
As for the effect of maintaining it, it would probably be calculated in tens of thousands of years, and it might even be permanent.
Permanent change, this was the horror of Level Seven!
"Haha... haha... no matter who these people are, as long as they sincerely pray, they will all benefit..."
Fang Xian laughed out loud, and suddenly, he could not control his laughter.
After all, it was unrealistic to expect a half-crazy person to control himself at all times.
At this moment, he had an impulse, and his hands and feet unconsciously danced.
If the previous commotion wasn't enough to attract anyone, then it was obvious that there was a thief here.
Tap tap!
Accompanied by the sound of footsteps, an old man who seemed to be the guard walked up the stairs, yawning. Suddenly, he was startled, and his fingers and beard trembled in anger. "You... you... you..."
To him, what Fang Xian was doing now was like dancing in front of a grave. It had the same effect of mockery as dancing in the ancestral hall. It would be strange if it did not explode in anger.
"How dare you, madman! Stop right now!"
The old man roared, and both of his palms struck out, and the palm force was like a rainbow.
Although he was not a Grandmaster, he was still an Innate Expert. His Mountain Breaking Palm was quite famous in Jianghu, and he knew that even a Grandmaster or a demon would dare to use this pair of iron palms to fight against him.
But at this time, when his palms slapped onto Fang Xian's body, he felt the surging True Power was like a clay ox entering the sea, disappearing without a trace.
Not only that, when Fang Xian's right hand subconsciously moved, the old man felt an unstoppable force surging towards him. His whole body flew up unconsciously, smashing through the roof and crashing down in a straight line. It was unknown how many bones were broken.
"This … this is at least a Great Grandmaster …"
"You are a great grandmaster, but you dressed up as a beggar and danced in someone's ancestral hall … Are you crazy?"
The old man was filled with grief and indignation. He spat out a mouthful of blood.
"Elder Ni?"
This commotion instantly attracted the attention of even more people.
A large number of martial artists appeared from all directions, surrounding the Ancestral Hall.
However, they were afraid of the enemy who could severely injure the Innate Master, Elder Ni, and also afraid of destroying the ancestral tablets, so they could only surround him without attacking.
"Hall Master has arrived!"
Not long after, a few Xiantian Elders escorted a young lady to the Ancestral Hall. When they saw this scene, their expressions darkened. "Why would an enemy come to our Ancestral Hall?"
The young lady was puzzled.
If it was an enemy of the Golden Breeze Drizzle Building, attacking her or the storeroom would be more effective than attacking the Ancestral Hall.
"Hall Master …"
Elder Ni's clothes were stained with blood as he stepped forward and explained the situation.
"What?"
Before the female Hall Master could say anything, the few Xiantian Elders were already furious. "How dare you dance in our Ancestral Hall? Disrespecting our ancestors? "
"Audacious madman, audacious to the extreme."
Originally, they thought that it might be an elder related to the Golden Breeze Drizzle Building and caused a misunderstanding.
But after hearing that the person was dressed as a beggar and dared to dance in the Ancestral Hall, they were convinced that this was an enemy, and an enemy with an incomparably vile character.
"Hall Master, give the order to fight with him!"
"Humph, it must be those people who used to be righteous … Although we all listened to Xin Wuguo's order and both sides stopped fighting, they obviously won't let it go. They even thought of such a method to disgust us!"
…
The young lady frowned and suddenly said, "Silence."
She seemed to have a lot of prestige here, and everyone quietened down.
"You guys wait here, I will go in and meet that person."
The young lady waved her hand and directly walked into the ancestral hall.
The young lady was called Yu Xiao Lou.
She could become the Hall Master of the Golden Breeze Drizzle Building not only because of her bloodline, but also because of her talent.
Although Yu Xiao Lou was only 18 years old, she was already a Grandmaster!
Although … after Xin Wuguo merged into the Shushan Immortal Realm, it was said that because of the change in the Qi of Essence, it was still a very impressive achievement for her.
And she, was the only Grandmaster of the Golden Breeze Drizzle Building, wielding authority. No one dared to refute her words.
Yu Xiao Lou took a deep breath and walked into the first floor.
She looked around and saw that the many memorial tablets and altars, as well as the candles and offerings on them, were not damaged. She could not help but feel slightly relieved.
This did not seem like the behavior of someone who came to seek revenge.
But here, she did hear sounds coming from the second floor, as if there was a person jumping around, and the rhythm was chaotic.
'Could it be that someone is really dancing in the ancestral hall?'
Her forehead wrinkled into a beautiful "Chuan" character as she stepped onto the stairs.
Thump thump!
Thump thump!
Above the wooden pavilion, the footsteps never stopped.
They were sometimes dense, sometimes slow, like a messy drum beat.
But after listening for a long time, Yu Xiao Lou actually felt that there seemed to be some kind of rhythm hidden in the messy footsteps.
Thump thump!
She could not help but stop and listen for a while.
She did not know when, but she felt that her heartbeat suddenly synchronized with the footsteps upstairs, as if it was taking the initiative to beat a certain rhythm.
Yu Xiao Lou was instantly scared silly.
She was after all a Grandmaster, what kind of power would be needed to plot against her like this?
She had never heard of such a magical sound wave martial art.
'No, this is not a martial art, it is a spell!'
'When did the Golden Breeze Drizzle Building offend a cultivator?'
Yu Xiao Lou's heart immediately sank.
Reality proved that when a martial artist offends a cultivator, it will be a disaster.
Just by listening to the footsteps, she had already suffered some internal injuries, and felt that all the blood in her body was about to flow in reverse.
Just when Yu Xiao Lou was about to give up, the footsteps stopped.
She heaved a sigh of relief, and although she wanted to run away, a struggling expression appeared on her face. She still walked up to the second floor, and directly bowed: "Golden Breeze Drizzle Building Master Yu Xiao Lou greets senior, if we have offended you in any way, I hope senior can be magnanimous …"
After saying that, Yu Xiao Lou did not dare to raise her head, and anxiously waited for the judgment of fate.
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