Lao Dao suddenly discovered that this Liu Ji's luck didn't seem to be simple. ”

"When I was peeping just now, I was almost eaten by his luck!"

"Fortunately, he suffered a series of setbacks and low luck today, so there were no terrible consequences. ”

The old man in Tsing Yi seemed to think of something, and his eyes couldn't help revealing a trace of fear.

If not, Liu Ji's luck was damaged one after another.

He really has no way to spy on it, but the more it is like this, the more it shows that Liu Ji's luck is extraordinary.

"Yes!"

Listening to the explanation of the old Taoist in Tsing Yi, King Chengjun's eyes couldn't help but condense.

Although because of the relationship between the dragon qi of the Son of Heaven, King Chengjun has no way to practice, but this does not mean that he does not know how to practice.

The more luck a person has, the higher their resistance to spells.

This is also the reason why the law is not noble.

That Liu Ji is just a county magistrate in Surabaya County, although he is a big cadre, but he is a small official of sesame mung beans.

Even if there is noble qi and dragon qi on the body, it is not enough to form the power of counterattack.

Since there is a backlash, it can only show that Liu Ji's life is precious.

Thinking of this, King Chengjun couldn't help but ask in surprise:

"Could it be that his life is also unusual?"

"Yes!"

"Very unusual!"

"After repeated calculations by the old way, and with the help of the secret treasure of the master, I finally got a glimpse of the corner of Liu Ji's fate, his luck was purple, and there was a faint dragon-shaped tumbling!"

The old Taoist in Tsing Yi understood the concerns of King Chengjun and hurriedly said.

"Dragon-shaped!"

"Could it be that Liu Ji's guy is also a hidden dragon?"

King Chengjun's eyes couldn't help shrinking, and he said in disbelief.

"It's not just the Hidden Dragon... ”

"And it's the legendary Lord of the True Dragon!"

After seeing that there was no one left and right, the old man in Tsing Yi took half a step forward and whispered close to the ear of King Chengjun.

"What!"

"Lord of the True Dragon!"

"How is this possible?"

"How can this kind of life be in a scoundrel!"

King Chengjun's pupils involuntarily contracted into a straight line, and his palms contracted unconsciously, and the incomparably solid decoration on the city's head was instantly pinched into powder by him.

"Lao Dao was full of disbelief at first!"

"But luck can't be faked, maybe that's the fun of fate!"

Lao Dao could understand the surprise in King Chengjun's heart, and a wry smile couldn't help but rise on his face.

Don't say it's the king of Chengjun, even if it's him, he doesn't want to believe it.

After all, this Liu Ji, looking horizontally and vertically, does not have a kingly demeanor.

But facts are facts, whether they want to believe it or they don't want to believe it. Facts don't change with their subjectivity.

"It turns out that he is also a traitor!"

"What else do you say, this king will send someone to kill him!"

After listening to the words of the old Taoist in Tsing Yi, King Chengjun's face couldn't help but change greatly, his teeth were bitten lightly, his cheekbones were protruding, and his eyes were even more fierce and said viciously.

"Someone!"

"Slow down!"

"That guy's luck hasn't declined to the extreme... ”

"The prince is making a move now, except for startling the grass and startling the snake and letting him escape, there will be no other benefit... ”

Seeing that King Chengjun was about to give an order, the old Taoist in Tsing Yi hurriedly stepped forward to block his token.

"This!"

King Chengjun subconsciously stopped his figure, he naturally understood the mystery of luck.

also knows that what the old Taoist in Tsing Yi said is not unreasonable.

However, if he is not arrested and left to his own devices, King Chengjun has an indescribable boredom in his heart.

King Chengjun knew that this was a manifestation of incomprehensible thoughts.

"Don't arrest this guy!"

"Then you can't ally with him!"

"Isn't this a tiger for trouble?"

Hearing the explanation of the old Taoist in Tsing Yi, King Chengjun's emotions slowly calmed down. The light in his eyes kept flickering, just as the old Taoist in Tsing Yi said, every hidden dragon is atmospheric.

It is the darling between heaven and earth...

As long as they are lucky, it will be difficult to kill them ...

On the contrary, it startled the snake.

However, if he wants to cooperate with the anti-thief, it is absolutely unacceptable.

You must know that although he was dissatisfied with Emperor Qianpan's will to pass the throne to the crown prince, he was even more dissatisfied with Emperor Qianpan's restriction on him everywhere.

But this does not mean that King Chengjun wants to rebel.

On the contrary, whoever wants to rebel, the first one who can't let him go is King Chengjun.

Because the great cadres are here, the king of Chengjun is the prince.

Once Da Qian perishes, he will be a lost dog.

"Don't be angry!"

"It's just a hypocrisy and a snake!"

Seeing that King Chengjun's expression slowly regained his composure.

Tsing Yi Lao Dao said with a smile.

"Tell me about your plans!"

King Chengjun glanced at the confident Tsing Yi Lao Dao.

According to his understanding of the old way, he can be so indifferent, he must have a countermeasure in his heart.

"Plant a grain of millet in the spring, and harvest 10,000 quintals of grain in the autumn!"

"Lord Wang, have you ever heard of the method of planting luck?"

Tsing Yi Lao Dao overlooked the camp of Surabaya County from a high place, and the divine light in his eyes kept flickering, and after a while, when King Chengjun's patience was about to run out. He said quietly.

"What do you mean?"

King Chengjun's eyes couldn't help shrinking, and his mouth opened wide to look at the old man in Tsing Yi in disbelief.

"The prince is right!"

"Lao Dao wants to plant luck and cultivate it on Liu Ji, and when it matures, the prince can harvest his luck!"

"As long as you get his luck, the prince's fate will definitely surpass that of the prince in the deep palace!"

"At that time, even if His Majesty and the ministers are against it, there is no way to stop His Highness from becoming the prince... ”

The old man in Tsing Yi watched the change in King Chengjun's face, and suddenly understood that he had thought of his plan, so he couldn't help nodding heavily, and said with a serious face.

"No way!"

"No way!"

"This plan is crazy!"

"Moreover, the means are close to the devil's way, if others know, you and I will be hunted down and killed by the world!"

Looking at the old man in Tsing Yi nodding heavily, King Chengjun's face was not only not happy, but there was unspeakable fear.

The method of planting luck sounds more elegant.

But in fact, it is a very terrible demonic method.

Cultivate people's luck like crops, and then harvest them.

On the Daqian Continent, this law has long been explicitly prohibited, and it has been discovered that it is a comprehensive pursuit and killing...

In Chengjunwang's view, although the benefits of this method are amazing, it is too risky. It is not in line with his interests, after all, he is already the king of the county.

There is no reason to take risks at all, so there is resistance in his heart...

"What the prince thinks is not wrong!"

"But now it's a time of great contention!"

"All kinds of Tianjiao have sprung up like mushrooms after a rain, not to mention anything else, it is the Mr. Situ in front of us. It's not something that the prince can accept in the short term. ”

"If it was before, naturally there was nothing, not a year, two years... ”

"However, now the great cadres and the country will be exhausted. How much time does the prince have to waste? ”

The old man in Tsing Yi seemed to know the concerns of King Chengjun, and said softly.

"But... ”

"But this method of luck is too dangerous... ”

"If you're not careful, you'll be backlashed!"

Although King Chengjun knew that what Tsing Yi Lao Dao said was true, he was still a little worried in his heart.

"Lord Wang, if you want to achieve great things, you must have a decision!"

After so many failures, the old Taoist in Tsing Yi seemed to have completely lost patience with King Chengjun, and said in a cold voice.

"This... ”

King Chengjun's eyes couldn't help shrinking, and the whole person instantly became silent.