Everyone walked through several streets and stopped at the work area of ​​the dean Qian Tong, waiting for Fan Tian’s news to see if the dean had time.

Soon, Fantian waved happily to everyone and asked them to go in. Hong Meng took a step forward, feeling a little excited, not knowing what the situation was inside.

When we entered the central area with walls, Hong Meng saw many unique instruments placed everywhere, some of which were tall and large, and some as small as stools. In short, anything unexpected could be found here.

In the middle, there was an old man with a floating posture and his eyes were shining. He sat upright on the chair and looked at Hong Meng and others slowly walking. At this time, he also stood up, looked up at the sky, and then his face turned It suddenly changed, and my heart was a little suspicious and even trembling.

"Meet the senior." Everyone saluted and respectfully. It is of course not easy to see the paranormal. They will leave a good impression on others first.

The old man with a rosy face raised his hand and asked everyone to find a place to sit down. Then his voice became clear, as if it was windy and flowing water, and he spoke: "Fan Tian, ​​what are you bringing so many kids?"

Fantian stood beside Qian Tong and responded respectfully: "They all admire their master's power and come to pay their respects. There are two more people, I would like to ask you to meet them."

Qian Tong was not angry, he was the one who could keep calm. Silence was his belief, and keeping the middle was his rule. His eyes swept across everyone, and then his eyes were frozen on Hong Meng: "I see there is something else in your bloodline. Hidden dangers may be unfavorable to you in the future.”

Hong Meng was shocked. This man was really powerful. You could see the inner problem with a simple glance. He quickly bowed and said with an excited voice: "Yes, there is a curse in my bloodline, but unfortunately it is impossible to solve it. I dare to ask. What is my future future?”

Sighing slightly, Qian Tong's elegant posture suddenly became solemn, and then he looked up at the sky, but did not answer Hong Meng's question.

Seeing this, Hong Meng followed Qian Tong's gaze and looked upward. There was only the supreme heaven that was high and supreme. He instantly understood that Qian Tong's meaning was to depend on how the heaven decided.

Hong Meng nodded, but he didn't believe it very much. Could it be that his fate is really destined to be destined by heaven? He was not convinced, he was unwilling to be influenced by others, and just wanted to wander around the world without restraint.

"I dare to ask, is there any saying in the art of physiognomy that goes against the heavens and change one's destiny? In the lineage of the universe, can the stars in the heavens be explained by a drawing? "

He thought of his galaxy map, which was a mysterious starry sky, with stars lingering, the sun and the moon rising, the light of chaos emerged from time to time, and the meaning of the great way burst out from time to time. However, he was not a master of the court, and he could not see the meaning of the great way.

"Only the strongest can do it when you go against the heavens and change your destiny. The drawing you mentioned may explain a certain part of the starry sky. But it will not be complete." Qian Tong looked plain and pondered for a moment, and answered like this. His eyebrows were all right. A little shock gradually arose, and the young man in front of him had too amazing ideas.

If you go against the heavens and change your destiny and violate the laws of heaven, you will naturally not implement it easily. Even if you change your destiny, you will be punished by heaven and pay a huge price. Qian Tong thought to himself that he could not do it, and his physiognomy had not yet reached that step.

As Qian Tong said, the starry sky can be condensed on a drawing. Then, he guessed that his galaxy map might be the tip of the iceberg of the avenue.

Besides, Hong Meng didn't know which school he was studying for his grandfather Hong Feng. Just looking at the names like "Star Number" and "Yi Number", Hong Meng guessed that he might be the school master. If he understands the heavenly phenomena, he will definitely be able to get a glimpse of it.

If you break the secret of heaven, you will also be punished by heaven. Perhaps this is the source of Hong Feng's disappearance.

"I wonder if you have heard of the two books "Star Number" and "Yi Number"? What are the uses of these two books?" Hong Meng dared to tell some secrets and find out some facts...

"What? Do you have these two books?" Qian Tongdi stood up suddenly, his face excited, obviously caring, "That is the supreme treasure book of my Master of the School. If you can own one, you can change your fate by changing your life by changing your life if you can

It's a pity, a pity—"

He said that he was a little regretful that this kid would not have such a supreme treasure book. He sighed, Qian Tong sat down in dismay.

"Then my friend, please help him see."

He pointed at the unlucky Wei Yu, Hong Meng didn't plan to ask again, and took a few steps back. He realized at this moment that his grandfather must have seen a secret of heaven and went to somewhere to search for adventure.

"My name is Weiyu. Since I was born, I have never had good luck. People say I am a dead fish, so I call it a fish belly. I can't get rid of bad luck. Wherever I go, I will get involved in my body wherever I go.

It’s bad luck. So, I would like to ask the sir to change my destiny and seize my fortune. I beg you!”

Wei Yu was excited and couldn't help but worship him repeatedly. The person in front of him was a master of physiognomy. If he could win his kindness, then his future path would be easier. And when he saw Fan Tian standing there

When Qian Tong was next to him, he already understood that Fan Tian was Qian Tong's disciple, and it was appropriate to say the words of Xiangtian.

"I have said just now that those who are not powerful cannot go against the will of heaven and change their destiny. If you think, you might as well go further on the road of cultivation. At that time, good luck will naturally come. Remember that the way of cultivators is itself

Against the will of heaven, my own destiny can naturally be changed from this path. Good fortune is what I have worked hard for, and I can't help you now." Qian Tong looked at Wei Yu and saw that he was a loser and scholar, but quickly dodged

His eyes seemed to be afraid of being intoxicated.

"You must work hard to practice!" Wei Yu was sad. He hoped that Qian Tong would help him change his name, but he would have to practice slowly by himself. If he talked about cultivation, he had not yet learned anything and knew nothing about those things.

"I see that you are so beautiful and beautiful, and your hair is hanging down on the Milky Way. You will definitely be a powerful figure in the future. You must not give up the whole game of chess because of a bad luck for a while. If you cannot become a venerable martial arts, you can also write a sage. There are thousands of ways, and you will always be a sage.

There is a way to you.”

Qian Tong carefully checked Wei Yu's facial features and then gave this tip. He didn't want to leave a psychological shadow on a young man, but some of the words were true.

Everyone who came to Xiangshi Academy came to Qiantong to give advice and each gained something. Yu Hao asked about the prospects of the family, but the result was unlimited. Yu Ying asked about the marriage, but the result was a mixture of sadness and joy, which immediately made her worried.

Liang Zhou asked his master how long his life was, but the result was that there was not much time, which made him feel sad.

Twenty miles east of the royal city, a dark figure stood alone on a small hill. Before leaving, Hong Meng came to visit Qing'er. As for her incompetent father, Hong Meng would be fine if she didn't beat him up.

Not to mention visiting him.

The cold wind whizzes, the hills are continuous, and sadness ripples in it. The mind gallops in it. A scar is silently portrayed in the heart and cannot be removed.

The happy days of the past are no longer, only the endless cool breeze, which will come back every year. This is his first love, an unforgettable love. The sad and sensible Qing'er lives in his mind at all times.

"This man has passed away, so I have to leave some memorials in my heart. There is no need to be too persistent. After all, the future is long, there are many things, and many dreams have not yet been realized."

Yu Hao stepped forward to persuade him and reminded him that he needed to set off. The food and water were ready, just waiting for Hong Meng to come back to his senses.

The senior brothers from the four satellite cities all came to see him off. When they saw Hong Meng standing silently, they were not easy to persuade him. They knew that there were many people waiting. Hong Meng turned around, nodded at everyone, and bowed and said, "Thank you, everyone, he

When I come back on the day, I will definitely bring wine to my house to thank me.”…

The big roc spread its wings. The tiger and tiger are leaping, jumping three thousand feet and rushing eight hundred miles. Even if they sit on the back of the big roc, Hong Meng and others can feel the strong wind, which makes them unable to open their eyes. Later, it was Yu Ying

Instruct Dapeng to slow down, it will be better.

The green mountains are low and the clouds are floating. When you drive at such a high altitude, Hong Meng can't help but have a wide vision, and suddenly feels that his mind is open, and a vast and boundless passion suddenly rises. It is a supreme feeling that is above all sentient beings, just like

The eternal sky.

From ancient times to the present, who has truly laughed and proud in the world? Only the Yellow Emperor is the most powerful demon. However, the past has become clouds and smoke, ethereal and unmarked. No matter how brilliant he was once, he could not escape from heaven.

Bondage.

"It is said that Huangdi once unified the continent. I don't know what a prosperous era it was, but unfortunately I never saw it."

Hong Meng knew that the Greater Clan was a family that existed in ancient times and has not been cut off to this day. The strength of his family and the breadth of his experiences are certainly not comparable to that of others. They must have known some information about Huangdi.

"Yes, Huangdi is a big man, but in the end it seems that he has not achieved the position of immortality, so it is not very worthy of admiration for those who practice it." Yu Ying expressed her thoughts without thinking.

Yu Hao glared at Yu Ying fiercely, his face full of anger, and he just turned his eyes and told her not to talk nonsense.

Feeling Yu Hao's angry eyes, Yu Ying quickly changed her words: "After all, he has unified the continent and is respected by all races and worshipped by all spirits."

Looking at the winks of the two, Hong Meng was suspicious: "Is there really a person who has immortality in this world? But why haven't you heard of it? Isn't immortality the same life as heaven and earth? How could he be allowed by heaven?"

"I don't know, I haven't heard of it." Yu Ying and Yu Hao and the others answered in unison, as if they had agreed.

There was nothing to say all the way. On the back of this big roll, Hong Meng suddenly felt that it was extremely inconvenient to practice, and he could not take out his purple bamboo forest, otherwise he would have been captured by those two people long ago. He took out the wordless book.

, put it in front of you and silently feel the meaning.

"Hey, Amon, what is the thing in your hand? How do I feel an extremely cold breath?" Yu Ying frowned slightly, and she couldn't help but shivered. She had felt that breath before, but was still soaked by that

A kind of cold hurts.

Yu Ying's starry eyes flashed, wondering in her heart, where did Hong Meng take out the things? She couldn't see them, and she didn't understand, would a piece of white paper make him stare silently?

"It is said that a certain emperor left a cold and cold breath on it, but unfortunately there was no consciousness in it. I just wanted to feel it." Hong Meng replied lightly and handed the wordless book to Yu Ying.

The thin paper is cold when touched, and there is a endless yin and coldness on it, hidden in it, lingering and unable to call it. She rubbed her jade finger gently, and she was about to explore her spiritual consciousness into it.

Suddenly, my heart was heartbroken, my face was lost, and I bit my tiger's teeth, and my face looked extremely painful.

"What's wrong with you?" Hong Meng hurriedly crawled over and took back the wordless book. He grabbed Yu Ying's hands with heartache and asked uneasy.

"Nothing." Yu Ying said these words with difficulty. Xiumu glanced at Hong Meng, broke free from her hands, and then a red glow appeared on her back.

"This piece of paper looks weird. Could Amon use it to practice? I feel an extremely cold breath flowing in your body." Yu Hao noticed that Hong Meng's body was strange and couldn't help but guess.

.

The last time, it was this extremely cold and cold breath that defeated him. He had never known the reason for the failure. Now it seems that it must be the one who did this wordless book.
Chapter completed!