Skilled in managing a house

Xiong Jian and Peng Xiao set up the Feng Shui strategy, and the middle-aged man did not break his promise and formed a million-dollar trust with them. Peng Xiao thought that his deception worked, but Xiong Jian knew clearly that the reason he was invited here today was definitely not to see Feng Shui.

On the way back to the villa immediately, Xiong Jian kept thinking about what would happen tomorrow, which made him seem worried.

Peng Xiao was smarter and saw that Xiong Jian had something on his mind, so he asked curiously: "Brother, what are you thinking about? We have made a million followers today. Why do you look like you are not happy at all?"

"These millions of good faith...sigh." Xiong Jian shook his head.

Peng Xiao didn't know what was going on, and thought Xiong Jian was unhappy because he deceived people. After all, senior brother is a real person.

He quickly said with a smile: "Although there is nothing wrong with his house, the Feng Shui strategy we set up for him is also quite good. I believe he will definitely be grateful to us in the future."

"It's not that, I'm just worried about Master." Xiong Jian said.

"I'm also worried. I hope that when we go back, Master will be back," Peng Xiao said with his head lowered.

They both hoped that the Kaido people could come back, but it was obviously impossible.

Especially Xiong Jian, after meeting Zhang Yu, he could vaguely guess that the master might not be able to come back. Otherwise, Zhang Yu would not have been able to say anything to make him come forward.

But why Zhang Yu wanted to find him and why he said this to him really puzzled him.

View of Yangchun.

There were three people sitting in the quiet room, and the one sitting in the middle was, of course, the abbot Lu Zhenren.

On his lower left hand, sat his junior brother Lu Daoren, and on his lower right hand, sat Hong Yuanpo of Lu Zu Pavilion.

Hong Yuanpo is the younger brother of Zhenren Zhou and Daoren Haida, and he has always been fawning over Zhenren Lu.

Everyone likes this kind of person who can flatter and flatter people. If there is any benefit and it can be utilized, he will often be thought of.

Master Lu looked at Hong Yuanpo and said gently: "Junior brother Hong, tomorrow is the day when Lu Zuge will fight to determine the abbot. How are you prepared? I am somewhat sure."

"Well." Hong Yuanpo showed a flattering smile, "My senior brother Hai's cultivation level and Qing Meizi's cultivation level are both above mine. I'm afraid I don't have much confidence."

"It's just that you can't compare to Taoist Shanghai. Why are you not sure about your nephew?" Taoist Lu frowned.

"He is a disciple of the abbot, and he is the successor that Senior Brother Zhou has been training. Therefore, it is inevitable that he will be taken care of." Although Hong Yuanpo was embarrassed, he still had a flattering smile on his face.

Of course Master Lu also knew what Hong Yuanpo was capable of, that was all.

Lu Zhenren said: "I have a Shaoyang Pill here. Although it is not as good as the Xiaohuan Pill in Chongyang Palace, it can also increase a certain amount of skill in a short period of time. Keep this Shaoyang Pill with you and use it at the appropriate time." Take the opportunity. In addition, I also have a seven-star jujube wood sword that you can lend me. With this sword, even the Haidao people may not be your opponent. Plus the Shaoyang Pill, It’s even more powerful.”

After saying this, he pushed a tray next to him in front of him.

He had prepared this in advance, clearly knowing that Hong Yuanpo would not act accordingly.

Lu Daoren stood up and went over, picked up the tray, and then walked towards Hong Yuanpo. Hong Yuanpo quickly stood up and said flatteringly: "Thank you Master Lu, thank you Brother Lu Dao"

On the tray, there was a datewood sword and a small porcelain vase.

On the blade of the jujube sword, there are seven stars of the Big Dipper engraved on it. Generally speaking, the Seven Star Sword has a three-foot green edge, and there is no mention of it being used on peach wood swords or jujube wood swords.

This sword looks different, as if it has a unique edge.

Hong Yuanpo took it and heard Lu Zhenren say: "This seven-star jujube sword is a very powerful magic weapon. Its function is different from that of the peach wood sword. There is another mystery in it. It needs to be activated with a spell."

"Please give me some advice from Zhenren Lu," Hong Yuanpo said quickly and respectfully.

"It's easy to talk about." Lu Zhenren said with a smile.

He then told Hong Yuanpo the incantation and usage of the Seven-Star Zaomu Sword, which made Hong Yuanpo overjoyed.

Taoist fighting methods, on the one hand, compare real talents and practical learning, and on the other hand, they compete with magic weapons.

With powerful magical weapon bonuses, it must be a big advantage.

No matter how weak Hong Yuanpo's strength is, he is still the junior brother of Master Zhou and Daoren Haida, and his cultivation is somewhat inferior. But with the Shaoyang Pill and the magic weapon, he thought he would have absolutely no problem.

After chatting for a while, Zhenren Lu served tea to see the guests off, while Hong Yuanpo took his things and left happily. Daoren Lu was responsible for sending him out.

After sending the person out of the courtyard, Lu Daoren turned back, walked in and said, "Senior brother, the person has left."

Master Lu nodded and said, "That's good. As long as we take down Lu Zu Pavilion tomorrow, I will go to his Jing Pavilion to have a look in person."

"Brother, what's there to see in their scripture pavilion? Compared with the scriptures here, they are far inferior. Otherwise, how could Hong Yuanpo be so useless? Even Zhou Laodao and the others were just like this. Compared with you, it's far behind." Lu Daoren said.

He also complimented Master Lu, but the tone of his words and the expression on his face were much stronger than Hong Yuanpo's.

"It can't be said that Lu Zu Pavilion has been passed down for so many years. There must be something unique in it. I have never seen the Jade Void Rope. If it is as magical as it is said, the Taoism of Lu Zu Pavilion is not simple either. "Zhenren Lu said.

"That's true." Lu Daoren nodded, and then said: "Brother, you lent the Seven-Star Zaomu Sword and Shaoyang Pill to Hong Yuanpo. This time we also spent a lot of money. Even if this guy doesn't live up to his expectations, , it’s not like we’ll lose.”

"How could it be possible to lose? The Seven-Star Zaomu Sword is so powerful. As long as the person who can control it can definitely challenge a stronger opponent." Lu Zhenren said confidently.

The next day.

Lu Zu Pavilion is particularly lively not because there are many pilgrims, but pilgrims are simply refused to enter.

The reason for the large number of people is of course that the various sects of Zhenhai Quanzhen Sect gathered here.

In the square in front of Lu Zuge's main hall, a large circle of tables was set up.

Sitting in the middle is not the host Lu Zuge, but the Taoist priest from Yangchun Temple. Lu Zuge sits on the left and Qiu Zumiao sits on the right. The rest of the Taoist temples are seated according to their size.

All the Taoist temples were very polite and greeted each other, and few of them wanted to compliment Master Lu.

After a while of excitement, Lu Zhenren turned his attention to the seat at Lu Zuge. Lu Zu Pavilion had the largest number of people, sitting at many tables. Some of them were clearly divided, and it was obvious that they had formed a gang.

Sitting at the front were Gao Laodao and Di Laodao.

After taking a few glances, Lu Zhenren said, "Why don't you see fellow Daoist Hai?"

Gao Laodao immediately said: "My nephew went out for business a few days ago. He has not returned yet and cannot be contacted."

"That day, he advocated a battle of wits to decide the candidate for the abbot of the noble sect. When the day came, he disappeared. However, today the Taoist sects have arrived, and we can't change the day because of him." Zhenren Lu said this. At this time, I deliberately raised my voice.