With a wave of both hands, a special mudra is sealed.

These thirteen fireballs.

Suddenly it slowly merged.

began to slowly get closer, and in the air, that special fluctuation seemed to be undergoing strange changes, merging towards the thirteen fireballs.

Blend in.

Qin Feng looked at the scene in front of him, squinting his eyes, his pupils shrunk, and he was a little nervous in his heart.

I know in my heart that whether I can crack the hexagram or not depends on this step.

At this moment, the whole person of the Master of the Three Rings looked extremely weird.

My whole body began to tremble slightly.

The body's own mental power is frantically output, this is not the point, the key is its own luck, karma luck, is spreading from one's own body in a frenzy.

Ordinary Feng Shui monks, their own karmic luck, are innate, and they can't be cultivated like mental power, and when they are born, they carry as much as they want.

Although it is said that the masters of the three precepts are different and are inherited by the national fortune, the national fortune does not say how much or how much.

The master of the three rings did not inherit all of them, and the national fortune inherited by him was only a part of the national fortune of Huaxia, and this part was pitiful.

Most of the national fortunes are still scattered on the land of China, nourishing the people.

And yet now.

The expression of the Master of the Three Rings was not optimistic.

The whole person's mind is on this hexagram.

Originally, I thought that it would not be difficult to crack this hexagram by myself, and at most it would consume a little more national luck.

This was what he thought just now, and now, Sanjie was dumbfounded.

The national luck in the body is almost a quarter consumed.

But the ritual in front of me is not half completed, to be precise, not even a third of it.

Squinting and feeling the situation of the ceremony.

The Master of the Three Rings gritted his teeth.

It seems that a huge decision has been made.

The telekinesis in the body operated even more frantically, and an unstable fluctuation began to spread in the air.

The thirteen fireballs in mid-air also began to merge at a faster speed from the rhythm of the original slow fusion.

And Qin Feng on the side also felt this abnormality at this moment.

"Master ......"

The whole person was shocked.

Looking at the Master of the Three Rings, he wanted to stop it, but he didn't dare to interrupt his spell casting.

At this moment, Qin Feng's heart was clear.

There is still some insight in this.

At this moment, the situation of the Master of the Three Rings is very dangerous.

Because the master of the three rings is consuming yang shou and casting forbidden techniques.

In this way, this favor is really difficult to say.

Qin Feng stared at the Master of the Three Rings.

Time seemed to slow down in an instant.

Every minute and every second seemed to be unusually long.

A minute passes!

The whole person of the Three Rings Master trembled.

Two minutes pass!

The Three Rings Master's brow and beard have all turned white!

Three minutes pass!

was originally a red-faced master of the three rings, but at this time, he had begun to grow old and began to lose his luster.

Five minutes have passed!

The Master of the Three Precepts, who originally looked to be only sixty or seventy years old, seemed to have aged twenty or thirty years in an instant at this moment, just like the old man who was about to step into the coffin, his face was full of wrinkles.

It's only a five-minute difference between before and after.

The countenance of the Master of the Three Rings has undergone earth-shattering changes.

This scene, let outsiders see, can scare people to death.

No one dared to believe that in just five minutes, an old man with a red face could turn into an old man who was about to enter the coffin, making people feel that he had changed from about fifty or sixty years old to more than one hundred years old in an instant.

Six minutes!

At this moment, the wrinkles on Sanjie's face have been deeply sunken, and the eye sockets have also been deeply sunken, and every trace of luster on his face and skin has become dry and withered, like the dead bark.

At this moment, Qin Feng had no idea of stopping it at all.

It's come to this point.

It's useless to block it anymore.

His countenance, for the first time in history, became extremely solemn, incomparably thick.

"Poof!"

A mouthful of blood spit out directly from the mouth of the master of the three precepts.

The old master of the Three Rings just fell down directly and lay on the ground.

The fireball in mid-air was extinguished in an instant.

A puff of green smoke slowly drifted away.

"Crack failed!"

"Crack failed!"

"This ......"

Qin Feng was dumbfounded.

Because he never thought that it would be such a result.

It took a huge amount of national fortune and decades of longevity.

Actually cracked it and failed.

What is this karmic reincarnation of oneself?

How could this happen?

It's just a moment of distraction.

Qin Feng hurriedly stepped forward and helped the Master of the Three Rings up.

Hurry up and reach out.

A steady stream of spiritual power is transmitted to the past.

A moment later.

"Master Qin, you can't crack it, this fierce hexagram has no solution!"

The old face and weak voice were intermittent in the carriage, making Qin Feng feel very guilty in his heart.

Qin Feng didn't expect this to be the result at all.

……

"Master of the Three Precepts, don't speak. ”

Qin Feng stopped the Master of the Three Rings from continuing to speak.

With one hand, he took out a small bottle from the soul refining furnace.

It was one of the few dragon vein essences in Qin Feng's body.

Qin Feng didn't hesitate at all, and poured the whole bottle into the Three Rings Master.

After a full moment, the face of the Master of the Three Rings looked a little better.

Qin Feng was very clear in his heart.

The Master of the Three Rings cast the spell this time, and it took nearly fifty years of yang life.

The Master of the Three Rings himself is nearly 100 years old.

Although he looks like he is only fifty or sixty years old.

Feng Shui asks about the realm of qi, according to theory, there is no problem in living two hundred years old, but in fact, there are still some differences.

Generally speaking, it is one hundred and seventy-eight.

That's it.

It took fifty years of yang life, and the master of the three precepts can be said to have more than ten years of yang life.

This bottle of dragon vein essence is poured down, and to support it to death is to save ten more years of yang life for the master of the three rings.

Therefore, at this moment, his heart is very guilty.

"The destiny is like this, Master Qin, don't feel guilty, the old man can't bear the result, and the agreement will be null and void. ”

The Master of the Three Rings opened his eyes, his eyes were dim, and the whole person had a little difficulty speaking.

"Master ......"

Qin Feng wanted to say something, but in the end he didn't say it.

"Master Qin, don't worry, the old man hasn't died so soon. It's no problem to live another few decades. ”

The master of the three rings restrained his good mind, and his face at this time, including his appearance, was not as unbearable as before.

"The host of Xiangguo Temple, since ancient times, there has been a curse, unable to break through the realm of asking qi, but in the same way, there is also a benefit, at the age of one hundred and fifty, even if Yang Shou is approaching, he will live to this age, so Qin Shizhu does not have to feel guilty. ”

After the master of the three rings finished speaking, this was slowly done.

And Qin Feng on the side, when he heard this, he was also stunned for a moment.

Then I thought about it, and it was indeed the case.

Historically, the national fortune has been inherited, and it seems that it has never stepped into the realm of asking for qi.

This point, in his previous life, Qin Feng read it in a classic.

At the time, I thought it was nonsense, but I didn't expect it to be true.

"Okay, Master Qin, the old man won't stay much, Master Qin, let's go!"

After the Master of the Three Rings finished speaking, he didn't wait for Qin Feng to come back to his senses, and then opened his mouth to send off the guests.

When Qin Feng heard this, he could understand it in his heart, not that the Master of the Three Rings had resentment.

But at this time, the most important thing to do is to heal.

At the very least, some of the losses can be recovered.

Therefore, Qin Feng didn't say much.

After bidding farewell to the master of the three rings, he left the temple directly.

Coming out of the temple, Qin Feng was about to go and have some breakfast.

I found a breakfast place that looked good.

Walked in and ordered a rice noodle.

However, it was at this time that Qin Feng met someone who made him feel very surprised.

To be more precise, it was to meet someone who made Qin Feng feel very curious.

Among the breakfast shops, the entire second floor is a restaurant, and the location is very large.

In the restaurant, there are four seats.

The place where Qin Feng sat was relatively close to the window on the second floor.

Qin Feng got up relatively early, and at this time, it can be said that there are not a few people in the restaurant, just seven or eight waiters here.

There were very few people who had breakfast.

Qin Feng glanced at it and brought himself, that is, four people.

What made Qin Feng feel very curious was the person in front of him on his left.

This is a young man.

With his back to Qin Feng, just judging from his back, he should be very young.

attracted Qin Feng's attention, to be precise, it was not the young man's back, but the cloth bag placed on the dining table next to him.

The cloth bag is a very old cloth bag.

It has three cursive fonts on it.

"Chen Banxian!"

Qin Feng muttered in a low voice, looking at those three words.

Of course, these three words were not the key to Qin Feng's attention.

The key place, but next to these three words, there is a very special symbol.

I didn't expect that in this era, there are still mortuary divisions!"

The curiosity in Qin Feng's heart suddenly popped up.

What is the profession of an undertaker?

Qin Feng knew very well in his heart what kind of profession an undertaker was.

Seeing Qin Feng's surprised appearance, some people may say, isn't the undertaker just making up for the dead?

No, it's not.

Putting makeup on the dead, that's just the role of the mortuary now.

It comes from the world of Feng Shui.

The so-called existing mortuary is not an undertaker at all.

The profession of a Feng Shui monk includes many.

Kanyu, fortune telling, physiognomy, etc......

In the feng shui world, the mortuary can be said to be a very alternative feng shui monk.

Yes, the mortuary is also a type of feng shui monk.

Qin Feng squinted his eyes and looked at the other party's back.

Look away from the sack.

As if sensing Qin Feng's attention, the young man who was eating breakfast turned his head to look at Qin Feng.

into the eyes.

What a handsome face.

Qin Feng was stunned in his heart.

No, it should be said that a beautiful face grows on a man.

In the feng shui world, the mortuary will actually follow a law when choosing an inheritor, that is, the uglier the better.

In fact, this has a deep meaning, when you are an undertaker, the uglier the better, and it is not easy to hook the soul.

"You know me?"

The young man glanced at Qin Feng and asked softly.

"I don't know!"

Qin Feng was slightly stunned for a moment, and then opened his mouth to answer.

"Then what are you staring at me all the time?"

The young man's handsome and beautiful face, his eyebrows furrowed, seemed to be very dissatisfied with Qin Feng staring at him.

"I'm curious about you. The profession of mortuary has long been lost, and I didn't expect that in the feng shui world, there are still mortuary masters!"

Qin Feng smiled slightly and looked at the young man with deep meaning.

"You're also a feng shui monk?"

Regarding Qin Feng's words, the young man did not veto.

Instead, he looked at Qin Feng with the same curious gaze.

"I don't feel the fluctuation of mental power in your body! I have cultivated in the late stage of Qi cultivation, what kind of cultivation are you!"

The young man's words made Qin Feng freeze on the spot.

There has never been a feng shui monk. will ask each other about their cultivation so directly when they meet for the first time, and there will be no feng shui monk who will tell his cultivation realm to a stranger he doesn't know.

"Didn't his master teach him?" After Qin Feng heard this, he almost didn't have a black line in his head.

But. Qin Feng's inner thoughts were not spoken.

Just slightly distracted. Immediately reacted, and his hands pinched a special handprint, emitting a faint fluctuation, and at the same time opened his mouth.

"Get to know, I'm Qin Feng of the Southern Qin Family!"

"Well, I'm Chen Banxian. ”

"Hey, what kind of mudra are yours? How come I never learned it!"

Chen Banxian stared curiously at the handprints pinched out by Qin Feng's hands, and spoke.

Qin Feng was stunned for a moment, this time he was completely stunned.

I can't help but think about it.

If this guy is not teasing me, then his master is definitely a fool.

Is there such a disciple?

Didn't even teach some of the most basic principles of Feng Shui?

At this moment, Qin Feng looked very embarrassed, and he didn't know how to answer the other party's words.

Wouldn't it, like a fool, ask the other party, why don't you make a mudra?

In the feng shui world, there is an unwritten rule that if you want to make friends or know each other, you will pinch out a unique handprint that represents your family or sect.

The aura fluctuations emitted by this mudra are consistent with the aura fluctuations in the body, to put it simply, this mudra fluctuation is the ID card in the feng shui world.

It represents the unique aura of a feng shui monk.

After all, it can be seen that the cultivation realm of a feng shui monk is simple.

However, if you want to see the fluctuations of a feng shui monk's aura clearly, there is no means that you can't see.

"What kind of eyes are you? Really, I didn't lie to you, my name is Chen Banxian, and my master gave me the name. ”

Chen Banxian looked at Qin Feng's eyes and said curtly.

Originally, Qin Feng thought that this young man could inherit the profession of mortician, and he was also a person with great opportunities, who knows, this is just a chatter.

Chen Banxian said a few words, and simply took the plate directly from his table, took his cloth bag, and ran to Qin Feng's dining table.

The next situation is basically that out of ten sentences, the young man Chen Banxian said nine sentences, and Qin Feng replied one.

It's still early anyway.

Qin Feng is also very interested in the inheritance of the undertaker.

Simply, he sat in this restaurant and listened to Chen Banxian's chatter.

After listening to Chen Banxian's words, Qin Feng finally understood what the situation was.