Jimo's old face was slightly hot, and his heart was full of doubts. According to his knowledge, no one should build the tomb here.
This is not Feng Shui.
Hong Qiantu was stunned, not knowing how to start a conversation next, his face was like a bitter melon.
He felt that he had dug a hole for himself and made the expert so embarrassing, there must be no good fruit to eat.
"There is no tomb, there is absolutely no tomb here."
Huineng is an old licking dog, seeing this great opportunity, he immediately came over to explain things to Ji Mo.
Anyway, if Mr. Ji says there is, there will be, and if there is no, there will be nothing. It is right to regard every word Mr. Ji said as the truth.
"This is the home of Mr. Ji. It is a blessed place with outstanding people. It is impossible to have a grave."
Fan Jingxing also hurried over to speak, his tone was decisive.
Ji Mo's embarrassment was resolved in an instant, and he cast approving glances at Huineng and Fan Jingxing. These two old foodies did not eat so much rice for nothing, and they really have vision.
"You two have been working hard on land reclamation recently. Tonight I will cook some side dishes and let's have a good drink."
Jimo gave back in a very humane way.
Hearing this, Huineng and Fan Jingxing were overjoyed. They were already craving the dishes made by Ji Mo, as well as the mellow and rich self-brewed liquor, which had an endless aftertaste and was simply the best taste in the world.
More importantly, what an honor and gift it is to have dinner with Mr. Ji!
The two of them cast grateful glances at Hong Qiantu. This old Hong was so loyal that he insisted on creating an opportunity for the two brothers to obtain such an opportunity.
Good man!
Hong Qiantu, who liked to mention the good person card, gritted his teeth angrily, and secretly scolded Huineng and Fan Jingxing for being shameless, talking nonsense with their eyes open like this.
The gates of the tombs have appeared over there, and they say that there are no tombs, which is too thick-skinned.
But if an expert says no, then of course you can't sing a different tune.
Hong Qiantu had an idea, and quickly changed his words: "Mr. Ji, I was wrong. There is no tomb. There is no tomb of Baidi here."
"You are an old bastard who sees the wind and turns the rudder, and there is no truth in your mouth. Look for yourself, isn't the word Baidi engraved on the stone gate?"
Ji Mo looked at Hong Qiantu with disdain, feeling that this person was dishonest and too cunning.
far away.
Shimen is blooming with a dazzling glow, and the word Baidi is radiant, dazzling like stars.
A wave of imperial prestige as vast as the sea enveloped the four directions, shaking people's minds, and a thought of prostration and worship arose in their hearts.
There is no doubt that this is indeed a relic of Baidi, but it is not yet known whether it is a tomb or not.
Hong Qiantu's face was as black as the bottom of a pot, could it be that he didn't flatter him?
Why doesn't Ji Mo like it?
"Mr. Ji, this is your territory, do you want to drive these people away?" Huineng asked.
Ji Mo shook his head, looked at Shimen, his heart turned a thousand times.
He had also heard about Baidi.
After all, this legendary man is really famous.
Ten thousand years ago, when the human race fell into the darkest and most hopeless years, the White Emperor was born. With his own strength, he resisted the slaughter of the human race by monsters, demons, ghosts and other alien races, and supported the human race.
If it weren't for Baidi, I'm afraid there would be no place for human races in the Xuanling world.
His achievements are enough to shine through the ages, but his fate is said to be extremely bleak.
There are also a few people who firmly believe that Baidi is still alive and silently guarding the human race.
Now, as long as you enter the stone gate, you may be able to solve this eternal mystery.
The stone gate was tightly closed, shrouded in an extremely powerful energy, making it difficult for outsiders to approach.
Everyone was watching, and none of them acted rashly.
"Mr. Ji, should we just let it go?"
Fan Jingxing carefully noticed that Ji Mo was moved, obviously interested in Baidi's tomb, but for some reason he didn't take any action.
"Eat first, let's talk after eating."
Ji Mo looked at the sky, thoughtful.
Next, he really ignored it and went back to the house to cook.
Ah Li, that snack foodie, was already clamoring to be hungry, so she chased after her.Ginseng King ran all over the room, with some uneaten ginseng whiskers still hanging from the corner of his mouth.
Ginseng King originally thought that Ji Mo was ferocious enough, but he didn't expect this little girl with a big fart to be more ferocious than blue, so he gnawed on her like a carrot.
"I'm afraid that in the entire Xuanling world, only Mr. Ji can face the tomb of the White Emperor so calmly."
Hong Qiantu sighed.
For this sake, Ji Mo is still not in a hurry, calm and unhurried, he really deserves to be a hidden expert.
Looking at the others, their eyes are full of green light, and the greed in their pupils is not concealed at all.
In this comparison, Jimo is even more detached from the world!
Hong Qiantu sighed, and once again failed to establish a relationship with an expert, what can he do in the future?
"Everyone, since you have no guts, let me inherit the good fortune of the Baidi Tomb."
Someone finally couldn't bear it anymore, couldn't control the greed in his heart, and started to act.
When speaking, the whole person turned into a beam of light and rushed towards the stone gate.
His voice was still echoing in the air, but in a second, his whole body had turned into a pool of blood.
Sure enough, Shimen harbored great terror, and easily obliterated a Linghuang.
"Oh, ignorance."
Someone sneered, how could it be so easy to break into Baidi's tomb.
However, fortunately, there is such a fool, so that everyone understands the danger hidden in it.
If the Spirit Emperor Realm didn't have a powerful magic weapon for protection, they might not even be able to get close to the stone gate. Such a threshold directly stopped most of the people on the field.
In this way, only real masters are eligible to participate in the competition.
Next, there were several masters who did not believe in evil, and shot one after another, but they all failed.
Before these people got close to the stone gate within a hundred meters, they were twisted into fly ash by a powerful force.
However, the situation has also progressed. The energy contained in the stone gate has become less and less, and some people have been able to get close to the stone gate within ten meters.
When these people are bleeding desperately.
Ji Mo and the others in the room were completely different, laughing and laughing constantly, eating in full swing.
Almost everyone turned into cooks, eating and drinking, Jimo's craftsmanship is really great.
Li's little girl ate so much that her mouth was full of oil, her little face was covered with rice grains, and she kept stuffing things into her mouth.
Hui Neng and Fan Jingxing even ate nonsense, like reincarnated starving ghosts, because every bite of food contains great fortune, and eating half a bite is a huge loss.
The realm of the two of them finally broke through, and both entered the realm of the Holy Spirit.
Some people have practiced hard for thousands of years, but they still can't break through this level, while some people, relying on flattery, can achieve a dramatic increase in cultivation base in just one meal.
If this gets out, I'm afraid it will piss people off.
For example, Hong Qiantu was shivering outside in the cold wind.
"It's getting dark, it's my turn to play!"
After drinking and eating, Ji Mo looked out the window and saw the sun setting in the west, knowing that the time had come to make a move. (Remember the site URL: www.hlnovel.com