Tang Sanqian shook his head: "Can you start another hexagram?"

"Good!"

Mo Daochang picked up the copper coins one by one and shook them in his hand for a moment!

Crash!

Three copper coins fell on the table, two of which fell to the dry character position, the kan character position, and the same direction as the two in the first hexagram, but the third copper coin turned around a few times, and it still stood still!

Once, that's it, but this second time is exactly the same as the first time!

"This ......."

Mo Daochang had goosebumps all over his body.

This kind of hexagram is really weird!

If it weren't for divination, even if these three copper coins were thrown tens of millions of times, it would not have been possible for them to stand up once.

However, then one of the two hexagrams was standing, and this kind of hexagram was beyond Mo Daochang's cognition!

"Young Master... This... This is so weird! I feel some kind of power preventing this copper coin from falling!"

Tang Sanqian's face was solemn!

"I'm coming!"

He picked up three copper coins and shook them in his hand for a moment!

Crash!!!

Copper coins fall!

Two of the copper coins are inverted to the dry character and the kan character respectively!

But the third copper coin is still spinning!

"It's so weird! I've never seen anything like that!"

Looking at the rotating copper coin, Mo Daochang's whole person was not calm!

This is the case all three times, proving that there is a strange power that is blocking the manifestation of the hexagram!

Tang Sanqian looked at the spinning copper coin and snorted coldly in his mouth!

I saw him slash with a knife!

As if there was some connection, it was cut off, and the copper coin finally fell to the ground!

Drop!

"Dry, kan, away, northwest! Judging from the distance between these three copper coins, the distance is far away! I'm afraid it's not less than 2,000 kilometers!"

"Northwest direction, two thousand kilometers, what's there?", Tang Sanqian asked.

"There... Kunlun Mountains?!"

In that position, the only thing Mo Daochang could think of was the Kunlun Mountains!

"Kunlun?!"

Tang Sanqian and Mo Dao glanced at each other, and both of them thought of the Panlong Bureau tomb on the outskirts of Shanghai!

Because the owner of the tomb, Tang Daoran, is a Kunlun slave!

"It can't be the Kunlun faction, right? What are they doing with the bones of the young master's parents?"

Now, even Mo Daochang can't understand it.

If you want to use corpse bones to deal with Tang Sanqian, but Tang Sanqian himself is a Heavenly Master-level Taoist Master, and the bones of his ancestors have no effect on him.

But this is even more puzzling.

"How much does Dao Chang Mo know about this Kunlun?", Tang Sanqian asked.

Mo Daochang's face was straight: "I don't know much, but I have heard a sentence, the world's martial arts, all out of Shaolin, but the world's Taoism, all out of Kunlun!"

This sentence illustrates the status of the Kunlun faction!

"It seems that we need to go to Kunlun! Does Dao Chang Mo know the specific location of the Kunlun faction?"

Hearing this, Mo Daochang smiled bitterly: "Most people know that there is a Kunlun sect in the world, but no one has ever been there, let alone the specific location. ”