Great Dao Ji

The magical power of counting is a very special existence among all the magical powers in the world.

Monks who master the magical power of calculation can secretly perceive the heaven and earth and obtain the information they want from the dark.

It can be said that he is not omniscient. Even the mysterious high priest of the Great Zhou Dynasty, Taoist Master Tan, who was stationed in the Great Zhou Dynasty, has absolutely no way of knowing the world at all times.

At most, it is just a matter of branding a place, a city, or even a country like a heart. It can detect huge fluctuations, but it is absolutely impossible to do everything in detail.

Not only is it impossible to do, it's not necessary.

Just like An Qisheng at this time, with his state, he can see thousands of miles away with his eyes closed, and he can see all kinds of movements, big and small, within thousands of miles.

From murders and arson to interesting things in the boudoir, everything is insightful.

If you put in the effort, you can even maintain it at any time.

But that would not only put a burden on one's own soul, but would also inevitably cause one to receive a large amount of useless information, which would involve a drain on one's mental energy.

Even monks who have a special hobby for searching for secrets would not be happy to perceive the scene of millions of people, beasts, and birds mating and breeding all the time.

That's never a good experience.

An Qisheng was like this, and Taoist Lu was no exception.

Although he possesses profound mathematical powers, he does not know everything. Therefore, when he pinched his fingers, his expression suddenly changed.

"Okay, okay, okay!"

Taoist Lu stood up tall, his beard and hair not moving in the wind, his long donkey face covered with frost, and his eyes full of anger.

Before the words could be heard, the figure and aura had disappeared into the void.

Just as there is no trace of when one comes, there will be no trace of when one leaves.

Gong Yangyan, who was looking straight at him, was confused for a while, and it took him a long time to realize: "He, he just left like that?"

He really didn't expect this result.

It was clear that the situation was tense just a moment ago, and the donkey-faced Taoist was almost furious. With just one word from his sect master, he ran away in a hurry.

"If you don't leave, your bottom will be exposed."

An Qisheng was not surprised. He glanced at Gong Yangyan and said, "You are already quite old. It's time to change your impulsiveness when things happen."

Gong Yangyan's face turned red and he lowered his head, unable to refute.

"Then, that person is gone?"

At this time, Tu Ba stuck his head out of the window and took a cautious look at An Qisheng.

"Let's go!"

Gong Yangyan glared at him. This old rabbit's nature is hard to change. If there is any disturbance, he will run faster than anyone else.

"Ahem."

Tu Ba rolled over and came in, not caring about Gong Yang Yan's attitude at all. He coughed twice and puffed out his chest: "I'm not afraid of him, I just believe that this person is no match for the sect master."

"Myna, myna."

Cai Xiaobai couldn't stand it anymore and tugged on his pants: "Your tail."

"What?"

Usagi shook his legs impatiently and neatly retracted his hairy tail.

"As timid as a mouse!"

Gong Yangyan couldn't stand it more and more: "You know, you are a rabbit that has become a spirit. If you don't know, I am afraid that you are a mouse that has become a spirit!"

Tu Ba was immediately furious and retorted: "I'm afraid you are more like a mouse than me!"

"you!"

Gong Yangyan jumped up immediately.

"alright."

Seeing that the two of them were about to quarrel, An Qisheng gently knocked on the table to stop the quarrel between the two.

The two of them were in awe of him and immediately stopped talking and did not dare to mess around.

"Master of the Gate."

Gong Yangyan stepped forward and poured wine for An Qisheng: "Who is that donkey-faced Taoist? From what you said, the existence of the refining hall actually depends on him?"

He couldn't hide his curiosity.

Not only because the Refining Hall is a well-known evil force in the Northwest Road, but also because it was guessed that it was this Refining Hall that killed the Hun Sect.

"It's just a donkey that has lived a long time. Of course he has some tricks, but he may not be as tough as his temper."

An Qisheng drank the wine in the glass without paying attention.

Although Taoist Lu was a Dharma body practitioner, he could not come in his true body. He could only come in an incarnation, which might not be better than the remnant soul of Brahma Wuyi's obsession.

Even if he didn't retreat, there was nothing he could do about it.

"donkey?"

Gong Yangyan was shocked: "That Taoist is actually a donkey demon?"

But in an instant, he realized something was wrong: "Master, if the Lianfa Hall really relies on this 'demon' to exist, then how could the Master of the Lianfa Hall dare to plot against him?"

"Although there are many methods of changing one's destiny that have been passed down through the ages, there are not many that have been proven to be effective. Among the few supernatural powers that have been actually recorded, the most famous one is the one that is said to come from The 'Seven Stars Against Fate' method of the gods of the sky."

An Qisheng held the cup, and various messages appeared in his eyes as he opened and closed them.

The Lianfa Hall advocated Long Fu, and he was not a simple figure. The Lianfa Hall relied on no longer those old monsters.

After tens of thousands of years of sleeping, only this old donkey himself would think that everything was under control.

But he forgot that the reason why he was able to survive the earth-shattering 'Feng Huang's Battle against the Sky' was not just because of his profound calculation skills.

The more important point is that he was just a pawn at the time.

"Seven-star destiny-defying method?"

Gong Yangyan chewed the name over and over, and couldn't help but curse in his heart. He also said that he had never heard of the name of the most famous magical power.

"This 'Heavenly Blade Seven Killings Reversing Fate Method' is not complicated, it can even be said to be simple. The simplest part is to find seven creatures with higher destiny than yourself, and then you can perform it."

"Is it possible?" Gong Yangyan's heart was shocked.

"What else is more suitable than a few old monsters whose real bodies are sleeping, whose souls are in a daze, and who have been at their disposal for tens of thousands of years?"

An Qisheng shook his head slightly, his eyes dim: "If it weren't for Zhang Longfu's greater ambition, how could there be a chance for this Taoist Lu to come to the door at this time?"

He had spied on the fate of Zhang Longfu, and the harvest was not small at that time. He had more secrets than the two people in the Wuchang Palace.

This person was born before the Xia Dynasty destroyed Zhou and was much older than Fan Wuyi. Unfortunately, this person's talent is average, and his achievements are far from comparable to Fan Wuyi.

After struggling and calculating for 50,000 years, he was just barely a soul, and this was mostly a gift from the old monsters including Taoist Lu.

It is obvious what such a person would do if he got the method to defy fate.

Unfortunately, his ambition was too big. Even the old demon of Dharma body like Lu Daoren was not satisfied, and he set his sights on the most brilliant prince since the founding of the Great Zhou Dynasty.

So in the end, he died without a sound.

"The master of the alchemy hall actually has such ambitions? Can he really defy fate?"

When Gong Yangyan's mind was wavering, Tu Ba couldn't help but speak: "Taking away people's fate, this, this is too evil."

Tu Ba smacked his lips.

Although he has lived for hundreds of years, he usually cultivates in the mountains. Even when he goes out, he usually sneaks into the city to borrow some Confucian classics.

What is fate?

It represents the fundamental existence of a living being between heaven and earth!

If it is taken away by someone, it is simply a more complete destruction than death.

He had never thought that there was such a magical power in the world that could take away people's fate, and it was suspected to come from the gods.

"Who knows whether it can or cannot? As for whether it is evil or not"

At this point, An Qisheng put down the cup, stood up, and put down a few silver coins: "Let's go."

"Ah?"

Gong Yangyan was still immersed in the huge shock and did not react for a while: "Go, where to go?"

"Find a place and wait for a few people, of course, before that"

An Qisheng stared at the night sky, with a light in his eyes, and the meaning was unclear:

"Go back to 'Shouyang Mountain' first!"

Hu~

An iron-beaked eagle flew through the clouds and shuttled through the night. At a certain moment, it suddenly made a sharp cry, its wings trembled, and fell from the sky like a balance.

"Cry~"

The iron-beaked eagle made a sharp cry, and it seemed like a stone fell straight down from the clouds.

In the night, the mountains can be seen stretching out, without a trace of light inside, dark like a devil's cave, and it is chilling to look at.

Huh~

Then, hundreds of feet away from the mountains, the call of the iron-beaked eagle stopped abruptly, and its body also trembled.

Then, as if forced by an invisible force, it turned into powder and was blown away in the night.

Birds don't cross!

This place seems to be a dead end.

"The meat of the iron-beaked eagle is delicious, what a pity."

A light sigh came from somewhere in the mountain, and a red light lit up in the lightless night, as faint as a ghost fire.

Huh~

The sound echoed in the mountains, and suddenly, a ripple appeared in the void, and the next moment, a ghost-like figure appeared in the sky.

Along with it, there was an extremely cold voice:

"Why don't you get out and see me quickly!"

Boom!

Shocking!

The void that was torn apart by the newcomers closed up at a high speed, and the rolling sonic boom cloud exploded into a sea, and the night sky was like an ocean.

The raging air waves turned into a large thunder in the mountains, shaking the earth and mountains.

It scared away all the beasts and frightened all the birds to death.

"Who?! Enemy attack?"

"Who dares to come here and be presumptuous? Looking for death!"

"Humph!"

The moment the huge movement sounded, the masters of the Alchemy Hall hidden in various places in the mountains were all alarmed and stepped out of their hiding places.

Look up.

I saw the mighty air flow whistling between the mountains, raising the dust dragon that was wreaking havoc on the world, shaking the mountains, and countless plants and trees bowed their heads.

Everyone was shocked for a while.

The mountain they were in was not ordinary. It was said that it was a sacred mountain forged by the ancient great power picking star cores, and there was also a large formation set up by the Alchemy Hall for many years.

Ordinary golden elixirs can't even cross here, even if they are great cultivators of human immortals who have achieved the state of Yuanshen Fashang, it is impossible for them to stir up trouble here.

Who is coming? !

Whoosh~

The strong wind whistled like thousands of swords and spears, stirring the void like a pot of porridge, and the momentum was extremely huge.

"Hmph!"

Taoist Lu stood in the strong wind, not hiding his anger at all, and when he lowered his eyes, there was a coldness that was enough to freeze everything:

"Zhang Longfu, how do you want to die?!"

This, this.

The masters of the Alchemy Hall among the mountains were all stunned, and they all looked at the steep peak in the middle of the mountains that was like an inverted sword.

"Die?"

On the dangerous peak, Zhang Longfu slowly raised his head, and under the dark cloak, his eyes like ghost fire illuminated his face with a strange smile in the coldness:

"Old donkey, 50,000 years have passed, and you are still so stupid!"