Seeing that the two turtle shells thrown by the God's Visionary had burst and shattered before they even landed on the ground, Yang Xian said with a funny look: "Oh, Brother Dao, your turtle shell is probably over the years, and it will dissipate as soon as the wind blows!"

The God's Pursuit looked shocked, "Sect Master Yang, don't joke. I am a ten thousand-year-old spirit turtle shell. Even the power of the Grand Master can withstand the power of a blow. It is the most solid. How can it be easily broken?"

He looked Yang Xian up and down in surprise, and his eyes became more and more surprised, and his left thumb kept rubbing the four fingers.

Yang Xian was unhappy when he saw him like this.

He is the leader of the Confucian sect, and the Book of Changes is also a Confucian classic. If he is attained by the Bagua of Changes, he is much more wise than most people in the Yin-Yang Sect. It is just that divination and deduction are just a small way for him and he has not studied it carefully.

At this time, I saw the gods's slutch fingers with his left hand, and knew that he was using the four fingers of his left hand as the twelve earthly branches, and his thumb was silently matched with the heavenly stems, and using this hexagram to calculate his future and fate.

This algorithm is extremely clever, and it closes the eight trigrams of the heavenly stems, earthly branches, nine palaces and eight trigrams. The so-called "eight directions, six combinations and one palm" refers to this method of calculation.

What ordinary people say is that when you count your fingers, it is this way of calculation.

However, this kind of deduction is easy to learn but difficult to master, and ordinary people cannot establish hexagrams at all. Only the master of the Yin-Yang Sect, the master of the Yin-Yang Sect, can call hexagrams and calculate at any time.

Ordinary people may like to be deduced from fortune-telling futures, but Yang Xian is very reluctant.

The first sentence in the Qian hexagram of the Confucian School of Changes is "Heaven moves hard, and a gentleman strives for self-improvement!"

True Confucian scholars do not believe in destiny, do not believe in ghosts and gods, but only believe in themselves.

Because only self-reliance is the only way out, not to help ghosts and gods, and to take advantage of the path.

Therefore, most Confucian scholars rarely let people divine their own destiny and future. Even if they suddenly have this idea one day, they can make a calculation by themselves without asking for it from outsiders.

As the leader of the Confucian sect, Yang Xian had great safety and was very concerned about his own safety. He also had great plans, so he was even more unwilling to let someone calculate anything related to him.

At this time, I was a little unhappy when I saw that the God of Saozi failed and established another hexagram.

At this moment, he had a thought, and the divine priest Lisheng on the opposite side sensed, and his left hand, which was counting on his fingers, suddenly shook. With a clear "click", his five fingers were dislocated at the same time.

"ah!"

The panic flashed on the face of the God's Counterfeiter. He looked up at Yang Xian, and his body trembled slightly, "This...this..."

He stuttered for a moment and didn't know what to say. Finally, he took a deep breath and said slowly: "Master Yang, you are a person with great luck. You have a weak life and a shallow fortune. I can't deduce it at all. If you force it, you may be in a disaster!"

His left hand shook slightly, and the five fingers that had just dislocated were immediately replied, clasping his fists at Yang Xian and saying, "The luck of the Yang Sect Master is as good as the sea and the sky. In fact, even if you don't need to calculate, you can guess your future achievements! You will be the position of the world's great master in the future!"

Yang Xian shook his head and laughed: "There are unexpected changes in the world, and people have good fortune and good fortune at any time. I can only talk about the future. Who knows what will happen in the future?"

The God's Consort said: "What Master Yang said is very much."

Now, no longer talk about the fortune telling of Yang Xian, he just followed Yang Xian all the way forward.

When he arrived at a three-way intersection, Yang Xian said: "I want to continue traveling. Brother Bade is going to go back and summon my inner disciples. Brother Shenzangzi Dao may still have important things, so let's separate?"

Brother Bade was quite reluctant to leave, Wang Xiaodao: "Sect Master, why not like this, the eight brothers were divided into two groups. Four of us went back to convey the secret order of the sect master and left four people to follow the sect master. Do you think it's okay?"

Yang Xian smiled and said, "You eight people in my Confucian school are filial piety, brotherhood, loyalty, trustworthiness, etiquette, righteousness, integrity, shame, and the eight virtues. In the hexagrams, there are also Gan, Kan, Gen, Zhen, Xun, Li, Kun, and Dui Bagua. The eight people have the same aura and the mind is one, and they are combined together to form a Bagua array. How can they be separated without authorization?"

He said to Baren: "Don't worry about me, I will not die for a while!"

The Bade brothers did not dare to disobey and bent down to Yang Xian and said, "Since that's the case, take care of the sect leader!"

The God's Consort also bowed to Yang Xian and said, "Master Yang, say goodbye!"

Holding the flag in his hand, he turned around and walked away, and turned his back to Yang Xian and said, "Life well!"

Yang Xian laughed: "Okay!"

The group of people was divided into three groups and walked in three directions. The Bade brothers turned around frequently as they walked, and were extremely reluctant to leave.

Seeing Yang Xian disappearing, Han Mei sighed: "Let's ask him how the old sect leader is doing recently. The young sect leader has not said it, I'm afraid the situation is not very good."

Zhong Ti said: "Since the young master doesn't say it, there is his own reason. Although he is young, he is very thoughtful, which is far from what we can measure. I just hope that the old master will be healthy and live in the world!"

Zhao Yi said: "The old sect leader was condemned and has always been a knot in my heart. I originally wanted to take care of the young master and never let the tragic incident happen again. Who knew that our young master would not let him go, how could I rest assured?"

Wang Xiaodao: "The order of the sect leader cannot be violated, but you and I can send the disciples all over the world to keep an eye on the whereabouts of the sect leader at all times, but in danger, you must sacrifice your life to save him!"

Everyone said, "That's all!"

But Yang Xiandu walked towards the east.

He had not yet left Qingzhou's territory, but there were not many victims along the way. After all, this place was not far from Qingyang Mansion, and Su Zixiu still had to do the skill of his storefront, so not many people starved to death.

But the living victims were all pale and thin, with dull eyes and lifeless, but fortunately they were still alive.

After walking for a long time, it was already late. Looking around, a dilapidated temple stood not far from a small town. Yang Xian walked towards the dilapidated temple.

As soon as I entered the temple gate, a stinking smell came.

After a closer look, it turned out that the ragged land had long been occupied by the real beggars. When he saw him entering the temple, more than a dozen beggars stood up in surprise. A thick man in the lead raised his hand and pointed at Yang Xian, shouting: "Boy, where did you escape?"

There are almost 17 or 18 beggars in this temple. Everyone is as thin as a hair and has a vegetable face. Just this thick man eats red and unique.

When he only saw him talking, the beggars didn't dare to speak out, so they knew that he was the leader of these beggars.

Yang Xian frowned. Ya didn't want to pay attention to this person, so she turned around and wanted to leave.

But he didn't want to cause trouble, but others didn't want to let him go.

Seeing that he was about to leave, the thick man's eyes were filled with evil light, and he stepped forward and grabbed Yang Xian behind, "I want to leave? How easy is it?"

Yang Xian did not look back and turned slightly, and the strong man was stunned by this grab.
Chapter completed!