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"boom!"

When Old Chen's body fell heavily, the Fang family's eyes were lost, looking at the scene in front of them in disbelief.

"—"

The Fang family who had been mocking, ridiculing, and despising Liu Yang all the time had their legs trembling, and many of them even felt like urinating.

Silence, deathly silence!

"puff!"

After spouting a mouthful of blood, Mr. Chen got up from the ground with a pale face, and said in shock, "Is this the long-lost lion roar technique?"

Lion Roar?

Liu Yang couldn't help but wanted to laugh, this is obviously one of the three thousand ways of Taoism: King Fudo Ming, with a roar, deterred thousands of evil spirits!

The realm of martial arts is divided into Ming Jin, Nei Jin, Qi Jin and Hua Jin. A master who has reached the peak of Hua Jin can establish a school and be respected as a martial arts master.

Looking at the entire China, there are more than a billion people, and there are no more than a hundred martial arts masters.

It can be seen that the cultivation of martial arts is as difficult as climbing to the sky. An old man like Mr. Chen who has practiced martial arts all his life is only a master of inner strength.

Martial arts and Taoism have similarities, whether it is Ming Jin and inner strength, or foundation building and qi refining, although there is a realm between the two, it is like looking at the sea across mountains, the difference is heaven and earth.

How many warriors have stayed in the realm of Mingjin all their lives, there are countless ones. Daoist practitioners can't break through to the Qi Refining Realm in their entire life. They can only be a Taoist cultivator and cannot cultivate immortals.

Liu Yang didn't answer Chen Lao's words, which made Chen Lao feel that it was an acquiescence.

"Pfft!"

Old Chen knelt down on his knees and said in a trembling voice: "I didn't expect that at such a young age, you have already reached the state of energy transformation. It's because this old man has eyes but doesn't know Mount Tai, and this old man pays homage to the master!"

"Master?"

As soon as these words came out, it was like a thunderbolt exploding in the Fang family's ears.

What is a master, picking flowers and flying leaves, can kill people, what's more, killing people from a distance is not a problem.

And the lion's roar skill is to hurt people from a distance, and only a master who has reached Huajin can do this.

"Pfft!"

"Pfft!"

"—"

All the Fang family members, including Fang Zhongkai, fell to their knees, their bodies trembling. Offending a grand master, this is undoubtedly a catastrophe, a catastrophe!

Fang Zhongkai said: "Master Liu, Mr. Chen only wanted to make a move because he had doubts about your age. He offended Master, and please forgive him."

Liu Yang said coldly: "If you don't believe me, what else do you invite me to do?"

"I also ask Master Liu to forgive me!"

"Master Liu, please forgive me!"

"—"

All Fang's family members said one after another that no one would dare to disrespect Liu Yang in the slightest.

Glancing at the seriously injured Old Chen, Liu Yang didn't suffer much, and waved his hand and said, "Forget it, I'm too lazy to learn from you."

After finally finding a financial backer, and it was the Fang family from Nanjiang, Liu Yang still counted on relying on the Fang family to make a fortune.

"Thank you, Master Liu, for having a lot."

The terrified Fang family members spoke with tears of gratitude, feeling like they would survive a catastrophe.

Their Fang family absolutely cannot bear the anger of a grandmaster.

Mr. Chen never expected that Master Liu was not only a practitioner of Taoism, but also a master of martial arts.

However, this is what Mr. Chen unilaterally thinks, and Liu Yang is not easy to explain.

Because in this world, no one believes in the existence of immortal cultivators. As for cultivators, they can only tell fortunes, exorcise evil spirits, and look at feng shui.

"Fang Zhongkai, come here."

At this time, Liu Yang suddenly called out.

Looking at the whole Nanjiang, Liu Yang is probably the only one who dares to call him by his first name.

Fang Zhongkai was stunned for a moment, and hurriedly ran over.

Liu Yang pointed to a grave in the southeast corner and said, "Is this a new grave?"

Fang Zhongkai nodded and said, "Yes, my father passed away a month ago, at the age of eighty-one, at the end of his life."

It is worth mentioning that the death of an elderly person over the age of 80 is called happy mourning.

"Are you sure it's your father, not your mother?" Liu Yang asked.

As soon as Liu Yang finished speaking, all the Fang family members were stunned.

This is the ancestral grave of the Fang family. As the owner of the family, Fang Zhongkai, who owns which grave, how could he not be able to figure it out, and this grave belongs to the old owner!

If someone else asked this question, Fang Zhongkai would definitely be furious and scold his mother directly.

But facing Master Liu, Fang Zhongkai had no temper at all, and said with a smile, "I'm sure I won't make a mistake about this."

Liu Yang frowned: "Then there is a problem."

"what is the problem?"

Fang Zhongkai said tremblingly.

Liu Yang walked to the grave, pointed to the grass that had grown on the grave, and said, "This grass is delicate and weak, it is clearly a woman's grave."

"—"

In an instant, all the Fang family members were dumbfounded.

"It shouldn't be possible. We were all there when my father was buried here," Fang Zhongkai said in a low voice.

Today's Liu Yang has mastered all the feng shui and profound arts of his grandfather Liu Banxian. He cannot be mistaken about this.

Maybe the Fang family's problem came from Fang Zhongkai's father's coffin!

"Are you ready for the black cloth, incense and paper money I asked you to prepare?" Liu Yang asked.

Fang Zhongkai nodded: "It's all ready, what are these for?"

Liu Yang said lightly: "It's for the opening of the museum."

He said it lightly, but when the Fang family heard it, they immediately felt like they were going crazy.

The old Patriarch has already been buried in the ground, so the opening of the museum will alarm the old man, which is very unlucky.

"Gulong!"

Fang Zhongkai swallowed a mouthful of saliva before saying: "Master, are you going to open my father's coffin?"

Liu Yang glanced at him: "Otherwise what do you think?"

Fang Zhongkai's eyes were complicated, and Liu Yang smiled: "Actually, it's up to you to decide whether to let it go. If you don't want to, I'm sorry that I can't do anything about the catastrophe of your Fang family."

"open!"

Fang Zhongkai knew which was more important, and after gritted his teeth, he said to the younger generation of the Fang family, "Come and help, and follow Master Liu's orders."

More than a dozen younger generations of the Fang family stood behind Liu Yang.

Under Liu Yang's command, they pulled up a large piece of black cloth above the grave of the old Patriarch, put three sticks of incense on the grave, and burned some paper money.

The scorching sun is here, if you don't pull the black cloth to cover the sun, it will really disturb the dead souls in the coffin.

Next, the younger generation of the Fang family took the pry to dig.

Half an hour later, a mahogany coffin appeared before everyone's eyes, and the nails on the coffin board had been pulled out, waiting for a few people to work together to push it away.

"Open the coffin," Liu Yang ordered.

"—"

But no one made a move, and they hesitated one by one.

"I've dug it all, are you still afraid of opening the museum?" Liu Yang said angrily.