Deep in the martial arts area, Mozhu Villa.

Xu Changqing sat on the stone bench and began to think about how Su Feng looked when he fought with him.

Until now, she was still curious as to why that old fox Tianjizi would accept such a young junior as his apprentice.

You must know that the most important thing in the art of magic is inheritance, but the quality of the disciples is even more important.

Tianjizi would not choose someone with ordinary qualifications.

But after today's fight, Xu Changqing discovered that Su Feng had not learned Tianji Dao, and did not even understand the concept of Tianji Dao.

This is a little strange.

Thinking of this, Xu Changqing became more and more curious about Su Feng.

She couldn't help but take out the old tortoise shell that she had collected for a long time, and used it to make a divination for her junior brother.

Regarding his birth date, Xu Changqing had already asked someone to find out.

When everything was ready, Xu Changqing bit his fingertip and dropped a drop of blood on the turtle shell.

Strangely enough, with the penetration of Xu Changqing's blood, the color on the turtle shell suddenly turned deep red, and slowly transformed into a mysterious light golden color. It was obviously not an ordinary object.

In a sense, this turtle shell can be regarded as a magic weapon.

In the early years, when Tianjizi was traveling in all directions, he discovered such a turtle shell. It is said that it is an eternal thing and can see through the destiny of heaven.

When Xu Changqing achieved great success in Tianji Dao, Tianjizi also passed it on to her.

As time passed by, Xu Changqing's face became paler.

The entire inner sea of ​​spiritual vision had already turned into a mountain of corpses and a sea of ​​blood. When she was walking in it, a very terrifying existence suddenly appeared in front of her eyes. It was the legendary dragon!

Moreover, this divine dragon is obviously not an existence in the ordinary sense. His body is actually red, and the golden light in his eyes is also somewhat dim.

In his body, Xu Changqing could not feel any trace of awe-inspiring righteousness.

On the contrary, he could only feel the strong blood-evil aura, and this aura was not only flowing from his body, but also the corpses and flesh crawling beneath him.

Those corpses were clearly the people Shenlong cherished the most in his life.

"The fate of the evil dragon... is actually the fate of the evil dragon."

Xu Changqing felt the chill coming from the depths of his heart, and he didn't know what words to use to describe this feeling.

As the hexagram ended, Xu Changqing spit out blood with a "plop" sound.

If he hadn't been so powerful, he would have been punished to death when he was doing the divination for his junior brother just now.

Any hexagram that is related to "dragon", once calculated, will be a harm to the fortune teller himself.

Therefore, in ancient times, those who were predicted to have the fortune of the emperor, the fortune tellers at that time basically had very few people who lived a long life. Except for the ancestor Chen Tuan, who still had a long life, all the others had a bad life.

"I never expected that the fate of my junior brother would be so miserable. Those who follow him in the future will probably suffer, and he himself will also be homeless for the rest of his life..."

At this point, Xu Changqing was even more confused.

Tian Jizi asked him to go down the mountain, and now he has accepted a disciple with such a destiny.

She also deliberately said that she was a traitor and asked him to deal with her. What was the deeper meaning?

Is it possible that this old man is not playing a prank?

Xu Changqing frowned. The more she thought about it, the more confused her thoughts became.

"Forget it, don't think about it anymore, let this old immortal die quickly!"


Chapter completed!