Rebirth of the Peak Young Master-Chapter 1093 - 109

Ye Fengsheng looked at him and waved his hand. "I have to wait until I've completed my work."

Then, he pushed away the Police's hand, who was trying to grab his shoulder, stood up from the air, and in the astonished eyes of everyone, spread his arms wide, looking at the golden sky at sunset.

Suddenly, the wind and clouds surged, and the once tranquil sky erupted into waves like a vast ocean, forming a massive tornado, and the center of the tornado corresponded to the areas where the other tornadoes were beneath!

His closed eyes slowly opened, feeling the Spiritual Spirit of heaven and earth quickly flowing within him. Ye Feng's voice and eyes were steady, the veins on his forehead slightly raised, and his white palms formed complex hand signs after rapidly opening and closing.

"Rise!"

After a quiet yet clear, gentle drinking sound echoed deafeningly, the solitary building began to tremble in public view.

The color of the wind and clouds changed, penetrating deeply into the building below, now shaken violently with great righteousness!

The falling sand and bricks immediately looked at each other, almost instinctively, they all ran back spontaneously, fearing the sudden suspension of the small building might cause accidental harm, leading to unnecessary injury.

More importantly, they were afraid of Ye Feng's voice hanging in the air at this moment! 𝐟𝕣𝕖𝐞𝐰𝕖𝚋𝐧𝗼𝚟𝐞𝕝.𝗰𝐨𝐦

If before the tomb, they only knew Ye Feng's voice was superb and skillful, capable of doing things ordinary people couldn't, then at this moment, they were completely convinced by the way Ye Feng's voice manifested!

What is the difference between humans and the Heavenly Emperor, with the ability to suddenly soar to the sky and forcibly pull up a building from such a distance?

Yan Shifu escaped from the crowd, his eyes fixed on the son of the Xu family, whose face was dark and twisted. After repeated attempts, he could only sigh deeply.

He knew this time, the Xu Family was truly doomed!

Ye Fengsheng saved his own people, but Xu's son reported Expert Sunx's death and brought the Police here. Such revenge is unbearable for ordinary people, let alone a mystic being like Ye Fengsheng!

For a man like this, not to mention revenge, even provocation might not end well, let alone an affair being raked over.

This is just a game of courting death!

If you want to live, you should live with him.

At this moment, not only was King Yan thinking this, but those fleeing the place also had the same thought in their hearts!

Ye Fengsheng was doing something very daring, repaying evil with evil, repaying virtue with virtue, which was his life's principle.

No matter who was buried in the tomb, only through the words of the tomb officer could it be concluded that these people were closely related to the ancients. The hardships of hundreds of years had never been spoken of by outsiders. If so, we could only do our utmost to repay their gratitude.

Yang Long and the Luo Shu Nine Palaces aligned on a straight line, while the Silver Dragon opposed it. Using Yuan Yun as the ground, it orderly entered the Nine Palaces, which was the most traditional and gentle layout. It was the stars in the sky, meeting in the Ninth Palace with the Double Constellations. The tomb owner didn't seek prosperity but sought blessings for future generations. Naturally, Ye Fengsheng wouldn't destroy the original intention of the tomb owner, but he couldn't let the layout be known again and tampered with by humankind!

Feng shui is a land of disputes. The arguments among different schools are very fierce. We all know its principles of layout, and changes must be made.

Fingers slightly extended, fingertips agile, Ye Feng's voice shone brilliantly before his eyes, at this moment of sunset, it was surprisingly bright like a spotlight!

Both palms closed, then suddenly separated in an instant, one palm moved rapidly at a speed hard to capture with the naked eye, and the rushing spirit quickly spread. In the blink of an eye, it fell onto the mountain below!

The direction of the mountain is the hub, dividing yin and yang, and going in the opposite direction leads to the stars!

The true star touching technique was passed down from one line, secretive and not divulged to the world. Even the voice of Ye Feng couldn't possibly master it among the ancients. However, some alterations could still reluctantly utilize the situation where Double Constellations sat together with a well-positioned seat!

According to the Luo Shu Nine Palaces, performed every 20 years, from number 1 to 9.

On auspicious days every few days, which is the Central Palace Number, then along the Ninth Palace Flying Star, obtaining the position and prosperity and downfall of each palace, and other states of auspiciousness and danger. Thus, the vitality and vigor from all directions will stagnate and change every twenty years. From the first transport to the ninth, it circulates once in 180 years and will continue to circulate repeatedly.

Moreover, each year's value star should also be arranged on the disk during each transport year to receive a set of numbers, and combined with the numbers in the "transport disk," generating different lucks, good or bad. This means the good and bad from various directions will change every year based on the "cloud disk" twenty-year change.

This behavior, at its root, lies in the voice of Ye Fengsheng, but there's also some compulsion. After reluctantly performing this act, the small house was thrown into the mountain, leaving only a hint of spirit, and then it descended from the sky.

Fortunately, Qiu Yun was already waiting below, timely catching Ye Fengsheng's voice and thus not crushing a large pit on the ground.

Ye Feng straightened up, wiped the cold sweat off his forehead, and walked up to the Tomb Guardian. "I broke the brake ability of the two stars outside the tomb, replaced the Nine Palace Flying Star with the next star, and added some variables. Someone can see through their future, but they must also find a place that lures them, and powers beyond those surpassing me." Only then can I break the attraction I have left."

"I've done everything I promised you, what about you?"

The Tomb Guardian knew nothing about this stratum, but he could also clearly feel that the strata forced to reverse in the mountain had returned to its previous state. He gratefully handed the golden box in his hand to Ye Fengsheng and took three dark red Blood Jade Tokens from his bosom, handing them to Qiu Yun, Dao:

"These are three Blood Jade artifacts brought by my predecessors. I am not the Monk, and I don't know if they are Jade Marrow. But since they can be inherited by my predecessors, they are not useless. This is the highest authority I can acquire."

Ye Fengsheng looked at them, nodding with amazement, naturally saying: "Jade Marrow is right. You have worked hard these years, and the days to come will be very precious."

The Tomb Guardian didn't answer, just gently waved his hand and walked towards the distant mountains.

The setting sun descended, illuminating the slender figure with golden sunlight, appearing small and alone.

The shadow stretched long, like the suspension bridge in the tomb, too long to see straight.

Everyone comes to this world with their mission. Some people don't work hard and don't know why they come to this world at life's end. Some know early, finish their business, don't like this world, and just return.

And more people know well what they want to do but find the time left for them is not enough, ultimately leaving with regret.

Compared to the former, this cemetery keeper is at least lucky. At least he has completed what he wanted, or what his ancestors wanted to do, whether it is honor or curse, in his era, it has completely ended.

In fact, that's not necessarily a good thing.