Chapter 281 A Pot of Taoists!

Perhaps, you can try it with ground royal milk!

However, after thinking about it, Su Hang still gave up, so what if he was full, he couldn't possibly waste 10 million energy points just to test the power of this skill, right?

What's more, who is he looking for to counterattack?

It's impossible to find someone in the innate realm to test the counterattack, right?

That's too bad.

But, no matter what, this skill is enough to defy the sky. With his current state, the upper limit of his counterattack is the fourth level and ninth rank, which is the legendary Jindan half fairyland, and it is also the peak of Jindan half fairyland. There are two big realms.

Just imagine, for a ninth-rank martial artist to step on a ninth-rank Jindan master, that would be an unprecedented counterattack.

Trading 1,000 top-grade elixirs for a ninth-grade golden elixir master doesn't seem to be such a loss, and, strictly speaking, it is definitely a profit.

Well, the nirvana of hanging silk is worth having!

Su Hang squeezed his chin, and temporarily put aside this newly acquired ability. This skill is very powerful, and there are probably very few opportunities to use it. Su Hang does not want to use it. After all, this thing is too expensive. Energy point.

However, this 'counter attack' skill is also a life-saving means for Suhang.

Su Hang was in a good mood, lying on the bed, and soon fell asleep from a hanging silk body.

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West Shu, Qiongzhou.

The love story between Sima Xiangru, a great writer in the Han Dynasty, and Zhuo Wenjun, a talented woman, happened in this Qiongzhou. According to legend, the Sima family in central Shu is the descendants of these two people. Exquisite.

In Qiongzhou, there are quite a few people with the surname Sima, and most of them like to call themselves descendants of sages. After all, being able to have a relationship with a celebrity is a very honorable thing.

Whether the Sima family in Rongcheng is the descendant of Sima Xiangru, the people of the Sima family can't say for sure, but one thing is certain, the ancestral hall of the Sima family is in Qiongzhou.

In Linqiong Town, most of the buildings in the town are old, a little backward, with a bit of simple and ancient style. Children can tell you the stories about Sima Xiangru and Zhuo Wenjun here.

The town is full of wine, and according to the story of Wenjun selling wine, Wenjun wine has become a signboard in the town. If you come to travel from other places, you must not get drunk.

In recent years, the town has implemented industrial linkage projects to enrich the city, relying on the Linqiong Wine Industry Park, displaying the millennium Qiongjiu culture, focusing on building a well-known brand in Huaxia Wine Village, introducing social funds, and forming a three-industry linkage demonstration, which has achieved some results.

Today, a big man came to the town, the largest wine merchant of Qiongjiu in the country, the old man of the Sima family in Rongcheng, brought his children and grandchildren back to his hometown to worship his ancestors.

Not to mention the mayor, there are leaders in the city to accompany him.

As the largest Qiongjiu wine merchant in the country, the wineries under the Sima family in Rongcheng account for more than 70% of the wine industry in Qiongzhou. Coupled with the lofty status of the Sima family in Sichuan, this time the old man Sima returned to his hometown. , It can be said that it is very dynamic.

Outside the town, Wenbi Mountain.

The car stopped at the foot of the mountain, and hundreds of people walked towards the mountain in a mighty way. The gongs, drums and firecrackers blared all the way. The atmosphere was warm and earth-shattering.

Other irrelevant people were pushed back and waited in the middle of the mountain. Only Sima Yu brought a dozen descendants of the Sima family to the back of the mountain, deep in Wenbi Mountain, the Sima family's ancestral grave.

Among them was a grey-haired old man wearing a Taoist robe with a relaxed temperament, holding a palm-sized wine gourd in his hand, sitting on a rattan chair, being carried by two people, shaking it, taking a sip of wine from time to time, drunk eyes Sleepy, quite a feeling of being drunk and dreaming.

Surrounded by mountains on three sides, one of the peaks is even more towering. Below it is facing a clear lake. There are mountains and water, and the scenery is pleasant. This is the ancestral grave of the Sima family.

From hundreds of years ago to the present, the deceased ancestors in the Sima family tree are basically buried here. If Sima Yu passes away in the future, he will also be buried here.

Huaxia attaches great importance to the ancestral tombs, and believes that the feng shui of the ancestral tombs is related to the fortune of the descendants. If the family's fortune turns bad, it is very likely that there is something wrong with the ancestral tombs at home, and the ancestors will not be at peace.

Of course, there is not much basis for these claims. Nowadays, many people don’t even have ancestral graves, and they are still doing well. Cemeteries are popular in the city. Feng Shui is the same in every family, but the fortune of the younger generations is still good. , some are bad, who can I turn to for reasoning?

This thing, to a large extent, is just a psychological comfort.

"Wait a moment, Taoist priest, I will clean up this place." Sima Yu walked in front of the Taoist priest, and his manner was very respectful.

The Taoist opened his eyes slightly, nodded to Sima Yu, and then opened the jug again, drank the wine, humming an unknown song.

Sima Yu was not surprised either. He took a sickle and walked into the ancestral grave with more than a dozen descendants, cleaning up all the weeds and fallen leaves in the forest.

Many years ago, the Sima family thought about repairing the ancestral tomb, but they didn't do it because they were afraid of disturbing Feng Shui. Therefore, the Sima family's ancestral tomb was not as grand as imagined.

After cleaning, kowtow to salute, burn incense and paper, and after a while, the ceremony was completed. Sima Yu walked up to the Taoist priest who was almost asleep, "Taoist, it's alright."

The Taoist yawned and opened his eyes slightly, "Don't worry about it, your ancestral grave is fine."

"Well?"

Sima Yu froze for a moment, "What does the Taoist priest mean by that?"

This Taoist priest is the legendary master Taoist priest of the Taoist Taoism, a well-known powerhouse in China, not only has his own strength reached the sixth-rank Martial Ancestor Realm, but also has the unparalleled physiognomy of the Celestial Master. I have seen Feng Shui, and my fate has been broken.

There is even a saying in the martial arts world that many great sects, and even the country, need to invite Taoist priest Yihu to be present in the selection of the next generation of successors. Although the legend is unknown, it also shows the reputation of Taoist priest Yihu in the martial arts world.

Sima Yu not only spent huge sums of money in order to invite a pot of Daoist priest, but also bought almost all of the century-old Wenjun aged wine in his winery. Full.

With such a huge cost, Sima Yu would never be willing to let a pot of Daoist ambiguous with just such a sentence.

"There are several cases in the mountains and hills, and the writing is full of flowing clouds and flowing water. There is a pool of thick ink in the front, and a brush peak pointing to the sky in the back. There is water in the mountains, and the mountains are reflected in the water. The brush and ink are pure. The ancestors of your family were buried here. People must be prosperous in literature and ink, talented people come forth in large numbers, geomantic omen is not excellent, but it is extremely rare." Daoist Yihu said lightly.

What he said made Sima Yu confused, and he didn't know if the old Taoist priest was fooling around, "A pot of Taoist priest, the Fengshui of the old house in Rongcheng is fine, and the Fengshui of the ancestral grave is also fine, but why does my Sima family I have had so many encounters recently, so I ask the Taoist priest to clear up my doubts."

"Patriarch Sima, please forgive me for talking too much. No matter how good Feng Shui is, it can't compare with your own fate. Sometimes, the downfall of your family is not due to the influence of Feng Shui, but because of the inaction of your children and grandchildren." Yihu Taoist shook his head gently. , "It is impossible to keep your descendants prosperous by relying on the feng shui of the ancestral graves alone. To be honest, I have taken a rough look at you juniors. There are many rich and noble faces, and more prodigal faces. Few of them can take on big things, so ah, With the time you have to look at Feng Shui, you might as well educate the younger generations, and do more good deeds to accumulate some evil virtues."

What he said made Sima Yu completely embarrassed. These words were too straightforward. With a bunch of prodigal sons under his knees, can this family not be defeated? It is ridiculous to suspect that there is a problem with the feng shui of the ancestral grave.

"The Taoist priest's golden and jade words, Sima Yu will remember them in his heart." Sima Yu hurriedly received the instruction, and secretly decided in his heart that he had to discipline his juniors in the future. These years, he has devoted himself to cultivation, and he rarely cares about juniors. Just take care of it, but he also knows that none of these younger generations in the clan can take on important responsibilities as Taoist Yihu said.

A pot of Taoist priest nodded slightly, picked up the wine and drank again.

After a pause, Sima Yu said, "There is one more thing, I want to ask the Taoist priest to help."

"Huh?" Daoist Yihu opened his eyes and looked at Sima Yu. He seemed to feel that he had dismissed Sima Yu with his few words. He was a little embarrassed, so he waved his hand, "Go ahead."

If it's not a big deal, he doesn't mind helping out.

Sima Yudang even told Yihu Daoist how he was plotted against and his grandson Sima Qianli was murdered a few days ago.

Daoist Yihu listened, and gently twirled his beard with two fingers, "Do you want Pindao to help you find the culprit?"

"Daoist, the person behind the scenes is hiding very deep. Our Sima family has searched for a long time, but there is no clue. The person used such a despicable method. He must not be a good person. Daoist, you have great powers. I believe that you will act righteously. Demon slayers." Sima Yu said.

Daoist Yihu smiled, "Don't put a high hat on me. Hearing what you said, this person knows the talisman art of the celestial talisman sect, and has a little connection with my celestial master way. He can hurt people invisible. The strength is not low, are you sure you want to find him? If your Sima family can't afford to provoke him, maybe it will bring about disaster, okay?"

After hearing this, Sima Yu was silent for a long time, and then, as if he had made up his mind, he bowed respectfully to a pot of Taoist priests, "Please Taoist priests to help."

"Forget it."

Yihu Dao let out a long sigh, "I can't drink your wine for nothing, so I'll help you this time, and we'll talk about it when we return to Rongcheng."

"Thank you, Daoist."

Sima Yu was overjoyed, and immediately set off to return to Rongcheng. His grandson was murdered in a daze. I can't swallow it.

Sima Yu had no doubts about the ability of this old Taoist priest. The way of heavenly masters is mysterious and unpredictable. As long as the old man is willing to act, he will definitely be able to help him find the murderer.