Fang Ping'an's face was dark and dark at this time. It was hard for others to see his appearance and expression. Meow Luyou looked like a fur, her whole body was covered with black gray at this time, revealing only a cat face like a coal ball.

The more Fang Ping'an thought about it, the more he became more and more aware of it.

The uncle in front of me is probably the father of Song Tixing and Song Yunuan!

Fang Ping'an felt more and more certain. Finally, he pretended to hold his waist behind his back with his right hand. While walking forward slowly, he glanced at Song Chang's beside him with a slanted look, and he still replied: "Are you asking about the height and appearance of the gangster?"

Speaking of this, Fang Ping'an stopped, looked thoughtful and thoughtful, and began to recall Wang Shi's appearance again.

Anyway, Wang Shi has taken the blame for herself once.

I guess he won't care about the second time. If you are so damn bad, you will get used to it.

After a moment, Ping'an seemed to remember something, subconsciously reached out and touched his bald head, and said, "The criminal looked rather blurry, handsome, long hair, taller than me, and limited. As for the others, I was kicked away before I could see clearly... This force was like the legendary martial arts master, which was too exaggerated."

Song Changqi nodded with a smile, holding his hands behind him, as if he was doing whatever he wanted, but in fact he was constantly calculating Fang Ping'an's "line".

One mistake can lead to wisdom.

With the lesson from the last time, Song Changqi kept calculating and using one of his tricks to keep his fingers.

Innate hexagram·Twenty-four!

A hidden innate twenty-four hexagrams were secretly formed from the foot of Song Changqi. After the hexagram was formed, it began to expand continuously. In the end, the hexagrams just covered the entire Qingliang Mountain range.

In this way, the variables of the Zhoutian, people, animals, mountains, rocks, plants and trees here are all in the fortune-telling of Song Changqi!

In the layout of Bagua and Feng Shui, there has always been a saying that the flow of mountains and rivers is like dragon veins.

In the Yin and Yang family’s decisive divination secrets, they are usually called:

"Man combines twenty-four changes, and occupy the mountain and become king!"

This was also because of the previous time, Song Changqi was a little unsure, so he had such a big situation. I think the sloppy Taoist priest in the Taoist temple on the top of the mountain was already so angry that he was scolding her.

…………

At this time, Li Yangli was indeed jumping and cursing.

There is nothing strange about this. After all, after he released the tricks of Qingliang Mountain suppressing the ground, Li Yangli's eyes fell on Fang Ping'an.

Of course, because Fang Ping'an is a ruthless hexagram-

There is also an auxiliary hook like Meow Route, which opens the inner world with just one move, blocking most of the secrets of heaven, and erasing many troubles.

Li Yangli is a Taoist priest, not a golden god, nor a great master with a great cultivation level that is so high that he naturally cannot see the special route of the meow, and cannot feel its inner world.

So Li Yangli didn't know what Fang Ping'an's strength was, but this did not prevent him from "optimizing" Fang Ping'an.

Li Yangli walked out of the Zushi Hall with his hands behind his back and came to the door of the Taoist temple to look at the mountainside from a distance. The twenty-four hexagrams that ordinary people cannot see were seen through by this sloppy Taoist priest at first glance.

The sloppy Taoist priest reached out and supported the Taoist crown on his head, laughing without being angry, "It's a great achievement of death in the world..."

…………

After the twenty-four hexagrams were deeply rooted, Song Changqi was not polite and directly fell on Fang Ping'an in the hexagram plate to calculate.

KAKA!—

Under Song Changqi's feet, the hexagrams that were hidden very deeply turned slowly.

Fang Ping'an himself stood in the divination plate, so he calculated that he did not need other media at all. Soon, Song Changqi's right palm began to get hot, and the palm lines in his palm began to change easily.

Song Changqi spread his right hand in front of him and frowned.

The palm lines are complicated at this time, as if they are some kind of weird words, like some symbols and languages.

Since ancient times, some people have said: Gods and man look at the palms as if they look at the rivers and mountains.

This is how Song Changqi stood.

Mysterious and mysterious.

The palm lines twisted into obscure messages that appeared in his palm.

Fang Ping'an stared at a pair of dead fish eyes, glanced at Song Changqi, who was still as if there was no one beside him, focused on watching the changes in the palm lines of his right hand.

Seeing that he looked extremely serious, Fang Ping'an complained slightly in his heart.

This doesn't treat me as a person.

Not that obvious?

You can't make an excuse to stay away from me and then mess around?

You said it's okay to go shit.

You say I believe it, and then you squat down, and I jumped out from behind you and knocked you down a brick.

Look, I have thought of the script for you...

Really... I paid the wrong payment after all!

Fang Ping'an was full of resentment in his heart.

After Song Changqi began to fall into the twenty-four hexagrams, Fang Ping'an felt a peeping feeling that pierced the spine. This feeling was inexplicable and difficult to describe in words but it was real.

The source of the peeping feeling comes from Song Changqi beside him.

This cannot be blamed for Song Changqi being careless. After all, in the eyes of these strange people, Fang Ping'an is an ordinary mortal.

Similarly.

Do tigers care about the feeling of a bald sheep when they are shit?

Seeing that Song Changqi staring at his palm seriously, Fang Ping'an took a small step back without any notice. After waiting for a while, Song Changqi did not react. He still looked at his palm with concentration. Fang Ping'an carefully turned his right hand behind him, and his palm facing outward.

In an instant, a dim but scorching sun flashed violently from Fang Ping'an's right hand.

After a moment, the light disappeared.

A heavy stone slab that is about the size of marble appeared in Fang Ping'an's hands.

Solar calendar!

Fang Ping'an weighed the solar calendar with his right hand, looking eager to try.

Meow Route saw this and said it was not surprising.

Fang thief G2 is black-bellied and poor.

The other end.

Song Changqi stared at his right palm, feeling exhausted and unable to take care of anything else.

Because this method of pushing the hexagrams consumes the user's energy and spirit, and this time there is a problem with the hexagram, the consumption speed of the energy and spirit has reached a terrifying level.

In just a moment, Song Changqi felt that his energy had been depleted by nearly 40%.

If it continues, you may suffer internal injuries again.

In this way, the injury is even more serious...

Song Changqi stood there and wanted to cry.

Is this Qingliang Mountain in conflict with their Song family?

How come to this realm is just a headache.

And the weirdest... He didn't understand any of this hexagrams!

At present, countless chaotic palm lines are intertwined, and one horizontally and one vertically forms a... door?

At this time, Song Changqi's eyes were held tightly by the "door" composed of palm lines in his palm, and he could not move his eyes away at all.

What's even more terrifying is.

Song Changqi could clearly feel that his spirit was consumed at an unprecedented terrifying speed. If it continued to consume at this speed...

suddenly!

Crunch!—

The "door" in Song Changqi's palm actually opened...
Chapter completed!