Yun Xuanji

The Yun family, the most mysterious family in the past thousand years.

It is not a hero who founded the country like the imperial family of seven, but it is a guarantee that the emperors of all generations rely on. Because this family has a singular skill, that is, each generation will have the blood of a **** who knows the destiny and breaks the national luck.

Although this kind of blood can not enhance their strength, they can let them see the destiny of everyone and the direction of the empire, and they are unhappy!

It can be said that their double pupils are heaven and earth, and can see the trajectory of fate that ordinary people cannot see, and give the emperor the most correct decision.

And this person will also be called a high priest by every generation of emperors, and survey the national games.

According to rumors, during the most difficult period of the Tianyu Empire, it was this high priest who recommended the Emperor Du Gu to the handsome and Zhuge Changfeng to the emperor.

And now the high priest is the seventh generation of the head of the Yun family, Yun Xuanji known as the demigod!

Taking a deep breath, Zhuo Fan groaned for a long while, murmured: "I heard this Yun Xuanji has never asked the world, why did he suddenly find my head?"

"Mr. Zhuo, this is an expert. Since he invited him personally, there must be something important for you. It is okay for you to go." Grandma glanced at the invitation, her eyes lit up and laughed.

With a raised eyebrow, Zhuo Fan looked at the grandma strangely, and then looked at the rest of the people. They all nodded lightly and couldn't help wondering: "You admire this Yun Xuanji very much, is he really so trustworthy?"

"That is, of course, this Yun Xuanji is a different number in Tianyu. Whether it is the emperor, Zhuge Changfeng, Du Gu Zhan Tian or the seven family heads under the imperial family, as long as anyone is confused, he will come to the door for advice, and he will dial a little. . I have visited in the past and listened to Jun's words, it was really bright! "Long Yifei nodded with a smile, a look of good memories.

This time, Zhuo Fan was even more strange, surprised: "So the river and lake warlocks, demon words confuse people, and also have contacts with the family, maybe a word will shake the country. Such people, the emperor can still stay?"

Zhuo Fan understood in his heart that heroes in troubled times would kill warlocks in prosperous times!

The world was good and orderly, too peaceful and stable, but when you fortune-telling casually said that the world is in chaos, who wants to be an emperor, does not cause the empire to shake?

Therefore, every time I rely on the mouth of the warlock, I clamor for the founding emperor to whom my destiny belongs. After the world is full of popularity, the warlock is the first to kill the warlock to eliminate future troubles.

He didn't want others to rely on this rumor to take him all over the world!

Therefore, Zhuo Fan absolutely disdains the so-called destiny. Huangpu Qingtian had always clamored in front of him what the destiny was due to, the emperor's destiny, he also smiled, and insulted a fool in his heart.

But now, this Yun Family not only carried forward this fortune-telling, but also became an authoritative department. So many people, or the forces of enemies or friends, all come to the door and seek medical advice. Obviously committed a royal taboo, but the emperor actually did not cut them off, and has been raising them for a thousand years, which is really weird.

Seeing Zhuo Fan's incomprehensible look, the directors looked at each other and laughed out loud.

"Hehehe ... You do n't know Zhuo stewards. This Yun family has always been clean and self-sufficient. It has been dealing with each family. They are all guests, but they do not have deep friendship with each family. For thousands of years, no homeowner has crossed Leichi one step, which is the place where the royal family is most at ease with him. Moreover, the Yun family is different from other rivers and lakes warlocks. Every ritual follows the ancestral motto. People will win the sky! "Xie Xiaofeng said lightly, with a slight corner of the mouth.

Zhuo Fan thought carefully and tasted this sentence, but he shook his head helplessly and laughed out loud: "Isn't this the same as not saying, I have to look at myself in the end!"

"Yes, that's the reason! So what he said is just to guide you and show you the way. As to whether you can succeed, it's up to you to see yourself. This is the highest point of the Yun family." Long Yifei laughed. A moment, he touched two beards and explained.

With a slight movement of the eyelids, Zhuo Fan laughed: "I think this one is a big flicker. But it's a skill to be able to flick so many owls, I really have to see you! I can't say, I have to learn two. Trick, to be used on you in the future! "

"Hey, hey ... That's good, if you can really learn, we will find you in the future, hahaha ..." Everyone looked at each other, all laughing out loud.

Zhuo Fan held the invitation in his hand, shaking slightly, but his eyes were full of light.

Although he said that the Yun family is a river and lake warlock, he knew very well in his heart that even the shrewd people like the emperor and Zhuge Changfeng sincerely worshiped, how could it be so simple?

He really has to visit him!

Thinking of this, Zhuo Fan hurriedly clenched his fists, said goodbye to the crowd, and walked in the direction of the sacrifice house. But within a quarter of an hour, he came to a tall mansion.

There is a plain plaque hanging on it, with the words "High Priest House" written on it!

However, compared with the identity of the three pillars, this courtyard door is too shabby.

It seems that this Yun family has enjoyed a high position for thousands of years, but it is quite clean.

Nodded slightly, Zhuo Fan stepped forward and buckled the copper ring on the door, making a thumping noise. After a while, but listening to a squeak, the heavy door was opened, and an 8-year-old boy walked out of the door, looked at Zhuo Fan, bowed slightly, and respectfully said, "I don't know who is Mr., why is it here? "

"I am a foreign merchant, I heard that the high priest knew the destiny and died, so I came to visit and ask for one or two!" Zhuo Fan looked at the boy and didn't know his identity. Some.

But the boy listened, frowned slightly, and after pinching his fingertips for a while, he bowed apologetically: "Guests forgive me, my house owner has noble guests to visit during these three days. Come back in a few days, I will reserve a place for you! "

Unconsciously, Zhuo Fan looked at the boy deeply and nodded secretly.

This Yun family is really extraordinary, so close to the people in the high position, even the children are so ceremonial, at least upbringing is put there. If this was given to the Luo family guards, an irrelevant Xiao Xiao wanted to see his big butler, and was already slapped away by a slap. Where could there be so much nonsense?

But this also shows that the Yun family is regarded as a family that serves people by virtue, which is really different from the secular warlock.

"Hehehe ... little boy, I won't tease you anymore. In fact, I was invited, this is an invitation!" Zhuo Fan squeezed the little boy's fat and grinning face, Zhuo Fan laughed unconsciously, The invitation came out.

When the boy saw it, his eyes lit up and bowed again: "It turned out to be His Majesty's first housekeeper who sealed the world. Mr. Zhuo arrived, and he was greeted by a long distance. He also hopes to forgive sins. Let me do it."

With that, the boy was leading the way, Zhuo Fan followed with a light smile.

After a while, the two crossed the Dao Pavilion and Water Pavilion and stopped in front of a tall building. Zhuo Fan looked up at the sky and it was dozens of feet tall.

"This is the star-gazing platform of our sacrificial house. Now the host is meeting guests in another room. Please wait a moment, I will report!" The boy bowed again and smiled.

Zhuo Fan nodded slightly, stood still, and then the boy left.

After a quarter of an hour, Zhuo Fan stood here and looked around, bored. Suddenly, a loud roar of anger came into his ears.

Frowning slightly, Zhuo Fan secretly said, why is this sound so familiar?

So, following the sound, he bypassed the observatory and walked inside. After a while, he came to a false door. The boy just kneeled down in front of the room, his head down, and he dared not speak out.

I was afraid to disturb the conversation between the host and the guests, so I just waited here.

"Mr. Zhuo, you ..." The boy shouted in surprise when he saw Zhuo Fan coming. But Zhuo Fan made a silent gesture to stop him from speaking. He secretly came to the door in the child's amazing eyes and looked inwards along the door.

He wanted to see, who is this Yun Xuanji meeting with?

But he didn't know it, and at first glance, he raised his eyebrows without being surprised!

It turned out that there were three people in this room. On the main seat, there was an old man with pale hair, fairy bones, eyes closed lightly, and his face was calm. It should be the third of the four pillars, the high priest Yunxuanji.

The other two, Zhuo Fan, are more familiar, but they are actually the masters of the imperial gates, Huang Putianyuan and his big housekeeper, the gods, and impermanence.

At this moment, Emperor Putian Yuan jumped like thunder, shouting at the table and shouting: "High priest, you have always been destined to God and never made mistakes. But this time, why is it so disparate?"

"Yeah, my divine calculator can only count people's hearts, but not destiny. At this point, the old man admires the high priest!" Leng Wuchang slightly bowed his hand and sighed: "But this time, the high priest's fallacy But it made the old man hard to agree. Twenty years ago, we came here to ask for advice. You said that the eldest son in my door has the appearance of an emperor, and there is a sign of creating a grand event! But now ...

Nodded slowly, Yun Xuanji didn't open his eyes, only sighed: "Yes, the grandson of Guimen, really a rare form of earth dragon, as long as he has gone through three disasters, the future will be unlimited!"

"Which three robbers?" Biting his teeth fiercely, Huang Putianyuan said bitterly.

After pondering for a while, Yun Xuanji faintly said: "The three robberies are celestial machines, which should not be disclosed. However, since the people have died, then there is no harm. The three robberies are destiny robbers, father-son robberies, and criminal robberies ! "

"So where is Zhuofan?" Leng impermanence asked quickly.

Shaking his head slowly, Yun Xuanji remained indifferent: "None!"

"Then you still say that my son has three robberies? Isn't this the fourth robber, and the number of robbers that killed him!" Huang Putianyuan groaned and shouted.

However, Yun Xuanji was still calm, faintly said: "Fate is impermanent, but there is a trajectory discernible. The road of life is three thousand, and the fate of life can be as many as a hair, but Lang's tragic death is an accident, a real accident ..."

puff!

Zhuo Fan almost spit out a smile, he is now more and more certain, this Yayun mystery, is a big flicker. A fortune teller actually said that the death of Huangpu Qingtian was such an expert, was it an accident, so **** ridiculous!

Emperor Putian Yuan and Leng Wuchang also pumped their cheeks together for a while, without a word.

For the first time, the word accident was heard by Yun Xuanji. In the past, the old man would say some numerology mystery anyway, and explain something tall. Let them hear it, but also admire it for a while, admire it.

But this time, he didn't even bother to explain, and perverted them in an accident.

Is he ... want to smash the sign of his high sacrifice palace ...