He Weitong carefully looked at Qi Tiezui in front of him, and then asked, "I don't know the name of the layman?" ”

When he asked, Qi Tiezui, who had just sat down, was surprised, but he soon switched around.

"It's that I'm abrupt, contemptible Qi Tiezui, the owner of this shop." Qi Tiezui replied.

"Poor Dao Baicao has seen Qi Jushi." He Weitong smiled slightly, and then saluted.

After the opening remarks, it officially got to the point.

"Baicao Dao Chang is not from Changsha, I think he should have come here in the last few days." Qi Tiezui said.

He Weitong nodded, and then said: "The layman guessed right, Poor Dao did come to Changsha City. ”

"No wonder, I just saw that you didn't know any rules, so I guessed it." Qi Tiezui said with a smile.

In order to continue the conversation, He Weitong asked cooperatively: "What rules?" ”

"Baicao Dao Chief, that's the case, I have a fate, although it is a shop that sells antiques, but it is different from other shops, as long as you buy something from me, I will give a hexagram."

"Send a hexagram?"

Looking at the inexplicable expression on He Weitong's face, Qi Tiezui immediately explained: "That's the case, I can't do anything else, and the family heirloom numerology technique is still on the table, so I use this means to gather popularity for my shop, and the Taoist wants to sell me this Dan furnace, according to the rules of the shop, I should count a hexagram for you." ”

"I see." He Weitong pretended to be suddenly enlightened and nodded.

After explaining, Qi Tiezui asked again, "What does the Dao Chief need to count?" ”

He Weitong looked at Qi Tiezui in front of him fiddling with the turtle shell and copper coins on the table, and then said, "Please let me think about it." ”

"It's not in the way, I have nothing to do at the moment, the Taoist can think slowly, just tell me when I'm ready." Qi Tiezui said.

He Weitong nodded, and then began to think seriously.

He has watched the original drama and knows the numerology of Qi Tiezui's family.

According to the original book, Qi Tiezui inherited only one percent of their family's inheritance, but with this, he can also live well in the world.

So He Weitong is very curious, what is the difference between this numerology technique and practice, although Qi Tiezui inherits not the whole picture, but as the saying goes, a leopard in the tube, a leaf knows the autumn, he may be able to see the whole picture of his family heirloom technique.

After thinking about it carefully, He Weitong looked at Qi Tiezui seriously and said, "I want to ask me about my future path to see how far I can go on the path of cultivation." ”

Qi Tie's mouth was stunned, he thought of all kinds of possibilities, but he just didn't expect that He Weitong wanted to ask about cultivation.

As the saying goes, "There are three thousand avenues, and all avenues can be proven!" ”

Qi Tiezui is naturally not a charlatan, so he still has a little understanding of things in the cultivation world.

If it weren't for the end of the Dharma era, he might also be a true cultivator now.

"Are you sure Daoist Baicao wants to ask this?" Qi Tiezui asked.

The matter of cultivation seemed to him to be so fantastic, although he had heard his ancestors say things inside, but most of the time, he listened to it as a story, and he didn't believe it in his heart.

He Weitong nodded.

"Okay, since it's the Dao Chief's choice, then I'll give it a try." Qi Tiezui picked up the turtle shell on the table and stuffed the copper coin into it.

Although Qi Tiezui gave it a try, he already had the answer in his heart, and in his opinion, the next result was nothing more than how He Weitong would live in the future, and when he would die.

It's not that he hasn't calculated the things about cultivation, but he hasn't calculated them every time. The result is that there is no fairy fate, and you will live a dull life.

"Bang dang dang dang~"

Qi Tiezui held the turtle shell in both hands and began to shake it reverently, and the copper coins swirled in different ways.

He Weitong looked at Qi Tiezui in front of him intently, wanting to see the doorway.

Qi Tiezui read something carefully, but he couldn't hear it clearly, the turtle shell in his hand was very ordinary, and there was no strange reaction.

In this way, a few minutes passed, Qi Tiezui tilted the turtle shell in his hand, the copper coin fell, rolled on the table, and then lay down on it peacefully.

The three copper coins have their own positive and negative points, and He Weitong has not studied numerology together, so he didn't see anything.

He really couldn't see what two positives and one negative represented.

Qi Tiezui carefully flicked the turtle shell in his hand a few times, and then his facial expression froze suddenly.

"How could it be, how could it not be, how could it be blank?" Qi Tiezui was shocked, obviously it was the first time he had encountered such a situation.

He Weitong listened to Qi Tiezui's babbling words, and then asked, "What's the matter, what's the problem?" ”

Qi Tiezui raised his head in surprise, looked at He Weitong, and stopped talking.

"Wait a minute, I'll count it again."

Qi Tiezui picked up the copper coin on the table and threw it into the turtle shell again, shaking it again.

This time, unlike the last time, a mysterious aura began to appear on the ground turtle shell between Qi Tiezui's hands.

"It's a good thing this time." He Weitong looked at the faint power of cause and effect in the turtle shell and said.

He Weitong looked at the power of cause and effect that was slowly connected to him, and waited patiently.

This time it took a little longer, and it took about a quarter of an hour for Qi Tiezui to stop his movements again, but before he could open his eyes and pour out the copper coins in the turtle shell, an accident happened.

"Flutter~"

For no reason, Qi Tiezui spurted out a mouthful of blood.

He Weitong immediately used his true qi to condense a true qi barrier in front of him, isolating the blood mist.

"Huhuhu~" The turtle shell copper coin in Qi Tiezui's hand fell, and he seemed to have received a blow suddenly.

Sticky blood kept flowing out of his mouth, and his eyes looked at He Weitong as if they were seeing a ghost.

Seeing this scene, He Weitong immediately began to perform the rejuvenation technique, and it was obvious that this Qi Tiezui was counterattacked.

Green light emanated from He Weitong's hand, and began to heal Qi Tiezui's injuries.

It took about a few minutes for Qi Tiezui to recover slightly, and the blood in his mouth finally stopped.

Qi Tiezui only felt that he had walked between life and death, he slowly got up from the table, and watched He Weitong in front of him treat him.

Seeing that Qi Tiezui was no longer in trouble, He Weitong withdrew his true qi.

"Qi Tiezui doesn't know the height of the sky, and he forcibly divides the future of real people, and he should be attacked by this." Qi Tiezui said weakly.

"What did the layman say so far, what happened?" He Weitong probably saw that he was being counterattacked.

"Don't hide it, in fact, I didn't calculate anything for the first time, and the hexagram showed a blank, to be honest, I have never encountered this situation for so many years, so I have a second time."

"The second time I used this door control technique, this time I finally figured out the future of the Dao Chief, but just as I was about to complete this divination, I was suddenly counterattacked, and then it was what the Dao Master saw."

"The Daoist is a god, and the fate of the Daoist is naturally not something that mortals like us can snoop on." Qi Tiezui replied.

He Weitong probably heard what he meant, there was nothing wrong with the way of divination, and the reason for this reaction was that Qi Tiezui's realm was too low.

If he had mastered a little more, he might be able to calculate He Weitong.

But it's a pity that he only inherited one percent, and it's okay to count ordinary people, but if it's a cultivator like him, the result will be a blank, and if he continues to forcibly divination, it's like this.