The Steward Demonic Emperor - 366. Chapter 366

The Yun family, the most mysterious family in Tianyu for thousands of years.

It is not the hero who founded the country and conquered the territory like the imperial seven families, but it is the guarantee that the emperors of the past dynasties have relied on. Because this family has a strange ability, that is, each generation will produce the blood of a god who knows the destiny and cuts the fortune of the country.

Although this bloodline cannot enhance their strength, it allows them to see everyone’s destiny and the direction of the empire. It is unsatisfactory!

It can be said that their pupils are heaven and earth, and they can see the path of fate that ordinary people can’t see, and give the emperor the most correct decision.

And this person will also be named the high priest by each generation of emperors to investigate the fortune of the country.

According to rumors, in the most difficult period of the Tianyu Empire, the high priest recommended to the emperor Dugu Zhan Tianwei the handsome and Zhuge Changfeng as each other, and this has the current four-pillar momentum to assist the prosperity of the country.

And the current high priest is the seventh-generation Patriarch of the Yun Family, Yun Xuanji, known as a demigod!

After taking a deep breath, Zhuo Fan groaned for a long while and murmured: “I heard that Yun Xuan Ji never asks about world affairs, how could he suddenly find me on my head?”

“Steward Zhuo, this is an expert. Since he personally invited the invitation, there must be important things for you. You can go, it doesn’t matter.” Grandma glanced at the invitation card, her eyes lit up, and smiled.

When he raised his brows, Zhuo Fan looked at his grandmother strangely, then looked at the others, all nodding lightly, and could not help wondering: “You really respect this Yunxuan Ji very much, is he really so trustworthy?”

“Of course, this Yunxuan Ji is an anomaly in Tianyu. Whether it is the emperor, Zhuge Changfeng, Dugu Zhantian, or the Patriarch of the Imperial Family, as long as anyone has any confusion, he will come to ask for advice, and he will call it a little bit. I have visited Xia before. Hearing what you said, he really suddenly felt bright!” Long Yifei smiled and nodded, looking like a fond memory.

At this time, Zhuo Fan became even more strange, and said in amazement: “Such a warlock warlock, deceiving the crowd, and interacting with other families, maybe a word will shake the country. Such a person, the emperor can still keep it?”

Zhuo Fan understood in his heart that heroes come out of troubled times, and warlocks will be killed in prosperous times!

The world was so good at first, it was too safe and stable, but when you were a fortune-teller, you just said that the world is in chaos, who is going to be the emperor without causing the empire to shake?

Therefore, every time he relied on the sorcerer’s mouth to clamor for the founding emperor to whom his destiny was returned, he would be the first to kill this sorcerer after he was full of people and the world was settled.

He doesn’t want others to rely on this rumors to take him out of the world!

Therefore, Zhuo Fan absolutely dismissed the so-called Mandate of Heaven. Huangpu Qingtian always clamored in front of him what destiny was due, the emperor’s destiny, he also smiled and cursed a fool in his heart.

But now, this Yun family has not only carried forward the fortune-telling path, but has also become an authoritative department. So many people, or enemy or friend forces, all come to the door to seek medical advice. He clearly violated the royal taboo, but the emperor didn’t cut them off, and kept them for a thousand years, which is really weird.

Seeing Zhuo Fan’s incomprehensible expression, the leaders of each family looked at each other, all laughing out loud.

“Ha ha ha… You don’t know anything about Steward Zhuo. This Yun family has always been clean and self-conscious, and treats guests with each family, but it does not have deep friendship with each family, let alone participate in disputes between North Korea and China, so it is very neutral. For thousands of years, no Patriarch has ever stepped past Lei Chi. This is also the place where the royal family is most assured of him. Moreover, unlike other warlocks of the rivers and lakes, the Yun Family follows an ancestral precept. Man will conquer the sky!” The corner of his mouth curled slightly, and Xie Xiaofeng said lightly.

Zhuo Fan thought carefully and tasted these words, but he shook his head helplessly, and let out a laugh: “Isn’t this the same as not saying it, in the end you have to look at yourself!”

“Yes, it’s such a rationale! So what he said is just to guide you and show you the way. As for whether you can succeed, it depends on yourself. This is the best point of the Yun Family.” Long Yifei laughed. With a sound, he touched his beard and explained.

With a slight movement of his eyelids, Zhuo Fan burst into laughter: “I think this is a big flicker. But it’s a good thing to be able to flick so many heroes. I really have to go to see you! I have to learn two. Trick, I will use it on you in the future!”

“Hehehe…then dare to love, if you really can learn, we will find you to point the way in the future, hahaha…” Everyone looked at each other and laughed out loud.

Zhuo Fan held the invitation card in his hand, shaking slightly, but his eyes were filled with light.

Although he said that the Yun family was a warlock of the rivers and lakes, he knew very well in his heart that even the emperor and Zhuge Changfeng were so savvy people who sincerely worshipped it, how could it be that simple?

He really needs to visit him!

Thinking of this, Zhuo Fan hurriedly clasped his fists, said goodbye to everyone, and walked in the direction of the Sacrifice Mansion. But within a quarter of an hour, he came to a tall gate.

A simple plaque was hung on it, with the words “High Priest’s Mansion” written on it!

However, compared with the identity of the third of the four pillars, this courtyard gate is a bit too shabby.

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

Nodding slightly, Zhuo Fan stepped forward, buckled the copper ring on the door, and made a loud bang. After a while, but after hearing a squeak, the heavy door was opened, and an eight- or nine-year-old boy walked out the door, glanced at Zhuo Fan, bowed slightly, and respectfully said: “I don’t know who is the sir, why are you here? ”

“I am a foreign merchant. I heard that the high priest knows the fate of his life, so I am here to visit and ask for advice!” Zhuo Fan looked at this boy, not knowing who he was, and being so polite, he also clasped his fists and wanted to test. Something.

But after listening, the boy frowned slightly. After pinching at his fingertips, he bowed apologetically, “Guests, forgive me. My patron has visited guests during these three days, and I’m not allowed to receive them. Otherwise, you three. Come back in the next few days, I will reserve a place for you!”

Unconsciously his brows moved, Zhuo Fan took a deep look at the boy and nodded secretly in his heart.

This Yun family is really extraordinary, being so close to the people in a high position, even children are so knowledgeable, at least the education is placed there. If this was given to their Luo family guards, an irrelevant Xiao Xiao who wanted to see his Zhuo Da butler would have been slapped and slapped and slapped away, so why is there so much nonsense?

But this also shows that the Yun family is considered a family that persuades people with virtue, and it is really different from the secular sorcerers.

“Hehehe…little guy, I won’t tease you anymore. Actually, I came here by invitation. This is an invitation card!” He squeezed the boy’s fat little face, and Zhuo Fan burst into laughter. The invitation card was taken out.

When the boy saw it, his eyes lit up, and he bowed again and said, “It turns out that your majesty is the number one steward in the world. Mr. Zhuo is here to welcome you and hope to forgive you. My Patriarch has been waiting for a long time, please follow me. Let me do it.”

With that said, the boy led the way, and Zhuo Fan followed behind with a light smile.

In a short while, the two of them passed through the pavilions and pavilions, and then stopped in front of a tall building. When Zhuo Fan looked up to the sky, he was tens of feet high.

“This is the observatory of our Sacrifice Mansion. The Patriarch is now meeting guests in another room. Please wait a while and I will report!” The boy bowed again and said with a smile.

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

A quarter of an hour later, Zhuo Fan stood here and looked around, completely bored. Suddenly, a loud roar of anger faintly reached his ears.

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

So following the sound, he bypassed the observatory and walked inside. After a while, he came to the door of a vacant room. But the boy just now knelt down in front of the room, his head lowered, not daring to make a sound.

I thought I was waiting here for fear of interrupting the conversation between the owner and the guests.

“Mr. Zhuo, you…” The boy whispered in a low voice when he saw Zhuo Fan’s arrival. But Zhuo Fan made a silent gesture to tell him not to speak, and he sneaked to the door in the surprised eyes of the child, and looked inward along the crack of the door.

He wanted to see who was this Yun Xuan Ji meeting guests?

But he didn’t know it, and when he saw it, he didn’t feel surprised and raised his eyebrows!

It turned out that there were three people in this room. Above the main seat, there was an old man with pale hair. He was immortal, his eyes closed lightly, and his complexion was calm. He should be the third of the four pillars. The high priest had a mysterious secret.

And the other two, Zhuo Fan, couldn’t be more familiar, they were actually the head of the emperor’s gate, Huang Pu Tianyuan, and his chief steward, God fortune teller, Leng Wuchang.

At this moment, Emperor Pu Tianyuan jumped like thunder, slapped the table and shouted: “High priest, you have always determined your destiny, and you have never made any mistakes. But this time, why is there such a gap?”

“Yeah, my god can only be regarded as the human heart, but not the destiny. At this point, the old man admires the high priest!” Leng Wuchang slightly arched his hand and sighed: “But this time, the high priest’s fallacy But it makes the old man difficult to agree. Twenty years ago, when we came here to ask for advice, you said that the eldest son in my door has the appearance of an emperor and has the sign of a grand event! But now…”

Nodding slowly, Yun Xuanji did not open his eyes, but sighed: “Yes, the eldest son of Guimen is really a rare earth dragon. As long as the three calamities pass, the future will be unlimited!”

“Which Three Tribulations?” Huang Pu Tianyuan gritted his teeth bitterly.

After pondering for a while, Yun Xuanji faintly said: “These three calamities are heavenly secrets, which should not be revealed. But if people are dead, there is no problem. These three calamities are the fate, father and son, and sin. !”

“So in which calamity is Zhuo Fan?” Leng Wuchang asked quickly.

Slowly shook his head, Yun Xuanji still calmly said, “Not all there!”

“Then you still said that my son has three calamities? Isn’t this the fourth calamity, and the calamity that killed his life!” Huang Pu Tianyuan snorted and shouted violently.

However, the Yunxuanji was still calm, and faintly said: “Fate is impermanent, but there are trajectories that can be discerned. There are three thousand roads in life, but there are many ways to go, but Linglang’s tragic death was an accident, a real accident…”

puff!

Zhuo Fan almost burst out with a mouthful of water and laughed. He is now more and more sure that this mysterious mystery is just a big flicker. It was an accident for a fortune teller to say that the death of such a master Huangpu Qingtian was an accident. Is this damn good!

Huang Pu Tianyuan and Leng Wuchang also twitched their cheeks, speechless for a while.

This was the first time they heard the word accident from Yun Xuanji. In the past, this old man would say something about numerology, no matter how tall it is, to explain it. To make them listen, it was also justified and admired for a while.

But this time, he didn’t even bother to explain, so he just perfuncted them by an accident.

Is this… he wants to smash the brand of his High Sacrifice Mansion…