Chapter 344 Nine Sons Gathering Technique

Repairing ancestral tombs is also called ancestor worship among the people.

The ceremony is the same as the ancestor worship process.

All the younger generations pray to their ancestors and pray for their blessings.

Zhao Yandong is considered number one in his hometown.

The prestige of appeal is also quite high.

These days, money comes first.

It can be said that in the history of China, this is an era with the most important concept of money.

Having money works well.

The vehicle moved slowly.

In the car, Qin Feng briefly understood the situation.

Not long after, Zhao Yandong drove his car and stopped in front of a farm house.

A spacious yard, a three-storey bungalow.

At the moment, there were more than 20 people standing in the courtyard.

There are old and young.

Among the Chinese folk, there are a large number of relatives with a surname.

The people in the yard, this is just Zhao Yandong's family.

If you count those five clothes, aunts and aunts, the Zhao family has hundreds of people.

Of course, there are not so many people in front of you.

Zhao Yandong took Qin Feng and the others out of the car, and placed them in the living room.

Tea is served.

At this moment, in the living room are several old people from the Zhao family and several middle-aged people who are qualified to speak.

"Yandong, let me introduce you!" It was an old man from the Zhao family who spoke.

His face was rosy, and he looked about eighty years old.

He is the oldest person on the scene and the oldest person in the Zhao family.

"Uncle, this is Master Qin, and this is Master He." Zhao Yandong introduced.

"Master Qin, this is my uncle."

Qin Feng nodded.

Had a brief conversation with the Zhao family.

The Zhao family did not ignore Qin Feng and He Qiu because of his youth.

Obviously, Zhao Yandong had been vaccinated long ago.

Simply nagging for a while.

Uncle Zhao Yandong suddenly asked a question; "Master Qin, old man, I have an unfeeling request. I would like to trouble Master Qin."

"Speak, old man." Qin Feng agreed.

"It's like this, Master Qin, old man, I don't have much time, and I want to ask Master Qin to choose a piece of land to prepare for the funeral." Zhao Decheng said slowly.

"Okay, I'll take a look at it for you after finishing this matter later." Qin Feng did not refuse, and directly agreed.

Qin Feng is a Feng Shui master, and he was originally in this line of work.

"Master Qin, the time is almost up, let's start!" Zhao Yandong looked at the time, walked over, and whispered to Qin Feng.

"Well." Qin Feng nodded.

The people in the house started to set off.

The Zhao family's ancestral grave is not far away.

It's on the mountain behind the Zhao Family Ancestral Hall.

A group of twenty or thirty people walked up the mountain.

Things have already been prepared.

The newly renovated Zhaojiazu Tomb is majestic.

It cost millions of dollars.

"Master Qin, everything is ready." Zhao Yandong said everything was ready.

Qin Feng didn't speak, but just nodded to show that he knew.

Looking around, he took a step forward and walked forward.

The sacrificial table has already been prepared.

The three pigs, cattle and sheep are also ready.

The ceremony of repairing the ancestral tomb is the same as the process of worshiping the ancestors.

But there is still a little difference.

The most important reason why Qin Feng is willing to take over the Zhao family's ancestral grave is because of Zhao Yandong.

In Qin Feng's eyes, in a sense.

The Zhao family will be a vassal of the Tianji Sect.

A huge and well-established Feng Shui family sect has many vassal families.

This is also one of the important factors that has been passed down through the Feng Shui lineage for thousands of years.

Therefore, the more prosperous the Zhao family is, the more beneficial it is to Qin Feng and Tianjimen.

This is a very simple truth.

Qin Feng's plan is very simple.

When presiding over the sacrifice of this ancestral tomb, add a little luck to the Zhao family's ancestral tomb.

Let Zhao Yandong lead the Zhao family to go further.

The ceremony begins.

Three sticks of incense are used to worship ghosts and gods in the four directions of heaven and earth.

Then kill three animals and offer sacrifices to all directions.

Everything is going according to plan.

The Zhao family standing behind Qin Feng also had a serious expression at the moment.

Huaxia pays attention to respecting ancestors.

This is a custom that has been passed down for thousands of years.

It has nothing to do with personal knowledge.

Of course, not all Zhao family members recognize Qin Feng.

After all, Qin Feng's age is here.

Some people say that China is a country for the elderly.

All walks of life, except for younger brothers and younger sisters, are basically based on age.

To put it more bluntly, empiricism is popular.

Especially the profession of Feng Shui Master.

Therefore, some Zhao family members look at Qin Feng in a slightly weird way.

But in the next scene, there was only one look.

That is shock.

After going through all the procedures, Qin Feng also got serious.

The ancestor worship ceremony is not complicated.

For Qin Feng, it's a trivial matter.

The only thing to pay attention to is to be cautious when infusing Qi Luck.

"Kneel!" Qin Feng shouted loudly.

The Zhao family members immediately bowed down.

"Bow to the head, thank our ancestor Haode for his kindness." Qin Feng shouted loudly.

At the same time holding a long incense, step down with one foot.

All of a sudden, the Zhao family felt the ground shaking.

If it hadn't been for Zhao Yandong's confession that something miraculous happened, some people would probably regard it as an earthquake.

"Second worship, thanks to the kindness of the ancestors." Qin Feng continued to speak loudly, stepping forward, and a miraculous scene also happened at this time.

I saw that accompanied by a big earthquake, Qin Feng's whole body was in the air, tens of centimeters above the ground.

After the Zhao family finished worshiping, they raised their heads and saw this incredible scene.

Qin Feng is not far from them, just a few meters away.

This can be seen clearly, but there is nothing under his feet.

"Three salutes, thanks to the kindness of the ancestors' family business."

Accompanied by Qin Feng's shout, he held the incense with one hand, and made a mark with the other hand.

A burst of golden light emanated from the hand.

"Bleeding." Qin Feng shouted.

Zhao Yandong, who had been told earlier, took a few Zhao family disciples, took out a small knife, cut his finger, and poured blood into the porcelain bowl in front of him.

Nine descendants of the Zhao family.

Nine white porcelain bowls.

Drops of bright blood dripped into it.

It completely dyed the inside of the entire white porcelain bowl red, forming a small pool of blood, and then stopped.

"rise!"

Accompanied by Qin Feng's last shout.

Qin Feng, who was in mid-air, suddenly landed.

Both feet stomped heavily on the ground.

This time, the shaking was more pronounced.

And Qin Feng also inspired the imprint at this moment.

With imprint activated.

The nine porcelain bowls on the ground also suddenly emitted red smoke at this moment.

The blood in the white porcelain bowl evaporated in an instant, forming a blood mist, which converged towards the direction where the imprint landed, that is, the ancestral grave.

If this scene is seen by other Feng Shui masters, they will definitely be shocked.

Because what Qin Feng used was the long-lost Nine Sons Gathering Technique in the Fengshui world.

That's right.

It is to use the luck of later generations to bless the luck of ancestors' graves.

In other words, it is to bless the family luck.

In this way, it is fed back to future generations through family luck.

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(End of this chapter)

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