Chapter Seventy-Eight: The Origin of the Contradiction (Part II)
Approaching step by step, Yunchen's breathing was almost close to the old man's shoulder, this figure was too familiar.
After Yunchen approached the old man, he didn't move, and he restrained his breath, like air, standing beside the old man, as long as the old man didn't look back, he couldn't feel Yunchen. Because of Yunchen at this time, he deeply understood that as long as a bad thought rose in his heart, it would inevitably cause a disturbance in his breath, which would be noticed by the old man.
And now, the old man was so engrossed in the objects on the table that he naturally couldn't notice it for a while.
Yunchen looked at the object on the wooden table, this thing is very peculiar, similar to a compass, with five elements of gossip on it, heaven and earth, complex and changeable, and it also has the trend of the stars, a round of Haoyang, becoming the center.
However, Haoyang was originally radiant, but on this compass-shaped object, it was dim, and if you looked closely, there were a few faint blood beads on it, guiding all with blood beads.
Yunchen looked at it for a moment and understood that the rest was not important, only this blood bead was the source of light and darkness in Haoyang, so as to roughly judge his recent luck trend.
Isn't it bleak and gloomy that it shows the old man's fortune?
After Yunchen understood, he didn't continue to go deeper, and the rest, as a layman, naturally didn't understand. Immediately, he smiled slightly: "Fengyan, I haven't seen you for a long time!"
The sound was clear and clear, but it was like a bone-eroding cold wind, blowing on the old man's cheek. His expression trembled, and then he turned back in disbelief, his movements stiff, just like the behavior of mortal beings after feeling the presence of ghosts.
The old man was still trembling, turning his head very slowly, and the moment he saw Yunchen, he revealed a complete face, which was the rumor that he hadn't seen for many days, but here, he had a temperament that had been in a high position for a long time.
But this temperament, as he looked at Yunchen, disappeared and became a panicked precursor.
In recent days, he surveyed the movement of the stars and calculated his fate, but the result was a lot of bad luck, bad luck, and a faint life crisis.
Now, it has indeed come true, and the appearance of Yunchen is beyond the expectation.
On the other hand, Yunchen seemed to be in his control, and for the city lord of Lincheng himself, he actually hit it with one blow, and guessed that it was the rumor of Fulei Village that day.
Feng Yan is not weak, otherwise he would not play the role of a military advisor, he can see at a glance that Yunchen's identity for him was about to come out long before he came, and his arrival seemed to be for verification.
"Fengyan, I'm really surprised, it's really you, you didn't disappoint me......" Yunchen's sarcastic tone, a faint contempt, like a controller, looked at the humble ant.
Fengyan was very uncomfortable, and he was not used to such a cold look, because in the past, this was his prerogative. For example, when Yunchen appeared, he disrupted the plan, but it didn't make him panic, not only because he had a spell and had no fear, but more importantly, because he hid his identity, for Yunchen, who was ignorant of the pheasant, he was the dark one, and he could appear at any time and let him fall into a trap.
But now, before he could act, the darkness was revealed, and he had lost his protective color, how could he not be afraid?
"The origin of the contradiction, it is really profound and endless, if you understand it, you can deal with your identity, and you are unlucky!" Yunchen said, with a blood-stained wave, wanting to kill Feng Yan.
He said to Fengyan that he could only kill, because of the other party's many wrong behaviors, which made Yunchen unhappy, especially the last disguise, for such a monk, he had only one thought - to kill without mercy!
"Little friend, why bother with murderous intent, there is something to say. Feng Yan put away his panicked look and avoided with a smile.
One blow failed, as expected, Yunchen didn't say a word, holding the blood stain, stimulating the Nine Dragons Jue, and under the powerful momentum, he pressed step by step.
Feng Yan flipped up the compass-shaped object, chanted words in his mouth, and then pinched the seal, the speed was extremely fast, and a shield rose up with the momentum, blocking the moment of bloodstaining, it was increased by Yunchen, and it exploded with one blow.
But it didn't end, as the master of the city, his fortune-telling skills are outstanding, and he is naturally proficient in strange arts, after the shield is dispersed, he has condensed a small seal, and then shouted at the compass-shaped object: "The trend of the stars, around." ”
"Gossip into a formation, sleepy. ”
"Five Elements Condensing Soldiers, Kill. ”
"Four quadrants are limited, plates. ”
"Yunchen, the old man has taken a step first...... "Bombardment out of the complex formation, after the killing move, Feng Yan's old face was slightly red, probably consuming a lot of spiritual power, but he was ready to leave, he didn't want to be entangled with Yunchen too much, otherwise the potential of this young man Tianjiao might kill him.
Yunchen watched the stars spread all over his head, the five elements condensed into weapons, the gossip evolved into a formation, and the four elephants summoned divine beasts, staring at each other, and for a while, trapped in this strange Taoist technique.
But his expression was flat, and instead he said, "Why, you don't want to know, how can I guess yours?"
This sentence directly blocked the wind and actions, as a monk of the think tank, he was most interested in these intellectual analysis.
Feng Yan's expression was uncertain, but his position in his heart was curious, so he stopped and saw that Yunchen was not moving at all, but only relied on spiritual power to shake open the Five Elements Weapon, so he relaxed and asked rhetorically: "What, are you willing to tell the old man?"
"Showing off your wisdom will increase your happy mood, why not?" Yunchen looked at Feng Yan and secretly condensed, he didn't want to let go of Feng Yan, this was just a delaying tactic.
"Don't try to play tricks, old man, I have important things, and I won't give you more time. Although Feng Yan had a bad premonition, he still believed in his Taoism and chose to take risks.
Yunchen looked at Feng Yan, let go of his escape, and said slowly: "Do you believe that the wisdom of water convection?"
"What water convection?" the wind began to be attracted.
"You know, there are many theorems in this world, it can perfectly explain the incomprehensible, we just need to know, we can understand the whole thing, so as to confirm the unknown in the event. ”
"Oh?" "So, you have a theorem?"
In his fortune-telling method, there is a saying, which is the same as Yunchen's theorem, that is, the number of fates, so thinking about it, the other party is just changing the word. But there are tens of millions of lives, and all he has is a skin, which requires long-term accumulation and comprehension, and the number of lives in Yunchen's words may be something he doesn't know, and it is a deeper life.
He couldn't help but listen.
"Not bad. Yunchen made up nonsense, he would not pass on his understanding to the enemy, so he had already calculated: "In everything, take the three rules first." Confusion, confusion, imagination, these can confuse people's minds, and at the same time can solve puzzles. When the other person confuses themselves and confusion appears in their minds, they need to imagine backwards. It's like, treat the enemy as a friend, follow the friend's kindness, and go into a catastrophe from which it will never be recovered. But in the end, things tend to be, otherwise they will come!"
"No Ji Tailai?" When Feng Yan heard this, he couldn't help but be shocked, because in the dark, this was very consistent with a certain number of lives he knew, it was the number of lives he had been longing for for a long time, and if he mastered this one, it would be much smoother in the future.
But he was shocked, but Yun Chen sneered in his heart, enduring the power that had been brewing for a long time, Yun Chen crooked the corners of his mouth: "Old horseman, let's die......"