The supernatural powers of numbers are extremely special among all the supernatural powers in the world.

A monk who masters the magical power of numbers can sense the world in secret and obtain the information he wants in the dark.

It is counted as non-omniscient. Even if it is the mysterious high priest of the Great Zhou Emperor, the Taoist Palace stationed in Dazhou and Tan Daozun, it is impossible for him to understand the world at any time.

At most, it is just a place, a city, or even a country that can be marked as a heart, and can be observed with huge fluctuations, but it is impossible to do anything in detail.

This is not just that it cannot be done, but that it is not necessary.

At this moment, An Qisheng, with his realm, could see through thousands of miles of movements and even thousands of miles of miles of movements and movements.

From murder and setting fires to interesting things in the boudoir, everything is insights.

If it takes time, it can even be maintained at any time.

But that will not only cause a burden on your soul, but will also inevitably lead to your receiving a lot of useless information, which will involve the consumption of mental energy.

Even monks with special hobbies about seeking the secluded and exploring the mystery will not be willing to perceive the scene of millions of people, beasts, and birds mating and reproduction at all times.

That's definitely not a good experience.

An Qisheng is like this, and Daoren Lu will naturally be no exception.

Although he mastered the profound magical power of numbers and calculations, he was not well aware of everything. Therefore, when he pinched his fingers, his face changed drastically.

"Okay, OK, OK!"

Daoren Lu rose up with his long body, his hair and beard moved without wind, his long donkey face was covered with frost, and his eyes were filled with anger.

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

As it has come without a trace, it has no shadow when it goes away.

Gong Yang Yan was stunned for a moment when he looked at him, and after a while he realized: "He, is he leaving like this?"

He really didn't expect this result.

It was obvious that he was still tense the moment before, and the donkey-faced Taoist almost broke out. With a word from his own door leader, he ran away in a hurry.

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

An Qisheng was not surprised and glanced at Gong Yang Yan indifferently: "You are too old, and you should change your impulse when encountering trouble."

Gong Yang Yan's old face turned red and he lowered his head awkwardly, unable to refute.

"Then, is that man gone?"

At this time, Rabbit poked his head out of the window and looked at An Qisheng carefully.

"Go away!"

Gong Yang Yan glared at him. This old rabbit is hard to move by nature. When there is any movement, it will run faster than anyone else.

"Ahem."

Rabbit Ba turned over and didn't care about Gong Yang Yan's attitude at all. She coughed lightly and raised her chest: "I'm not afraid of him, but I just believe that this person is no match for the sect leader..."

"Brother, brother."

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

"What?"

Tuba shook her legs impatiently, and closed his hair-fried tail without any trace.

"As timid as a mouse!"

Gong Yang Yan became more and more disgusted with it: "I know, you are a rabbit and a sperm. I don't know, I'm afraid I think you are a rat and a sperm!"

Tuba was furious and retorted: "You three-inch dick, I'm afraid you're even more like a mouse than me!"

"you!"

Gong Yang Yan jumped immediately.

"alright."

Seeing that the two were about to quarrel, An Qisheng tapped the table gently to stop the two of them from making noise.

The two of them were very awe of him and immediately stopped talking and did not dare to make a fuss.

"The Master of the Sect."

Gong Yang Yan stepped forward and poured wine for An Qisheng: "Who is that donkey-faced Taoist? According to what you mean, does the Dharma Refining Hall actually exist based on him?"

He really couldn't hide his curiosity.

It is not only because the Dharma Refining Hall is a famous evil force in the Northwest Dao, but it is also speculated that the one who kills the Dharma Refining Hall is the one who can kill it.

"It's just a donkey that has lived for a long time. Of course, there are some methods, but it may not be as tough as his temper."

An Qisheng drank wine in his glass, but he didn't care.

Although Dao Ren Lu has the cultivation of Dharma body, his true body will not reach it. He may not be as strong as the remnant soul of Fan Wuyi's obsession.

Even if he doesn't retreat, he will not be able to do anything to him at this time.

"donkey?"

Gong Yang Yan was shocked: "That Taoist is actually a donkey monster?"

But in a flash, he realized something was wrong: "Master, if the Dharma Refining Hall really relies on this 'demon', then how could the Dharma Refining Hall master dare to plot against him?"

"Although there are many methods of defying the heaven and changing fate that have been passed down from ancient times to the present, not many have been truly proven to be effective. Among the few real-life magical powers of changing names, the most famous one is the "Seven Stars Defying Fate Method" which is said to be from the god of the sky...."

An Qisheng pinched the cup, and his eyes opened and closed, and various messages appeared.

Zhang Longfu, the advocacy of the Dharma Refining Hall, is not a simple figure. The reliance of the Dharma Refining Hall is no longer the old demons.

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

But he forgot that the reason why he survived the earth-shaking "Phoenix Emperor's Battle against the Sky" was not just because of his profound way of counting.

More importantly, he was just a pawn at that time.

"Seven Stars Reverse Fate Method?"

Gong Yang Yan chewed the name and couldn't help but complain in his heart, saying that he had never heard of the name of this magical power.

"This 'Sky Blade Seven Kills Reverse Fate Method' is not complicated, and it can even be said to be simple. The simplest thing is to find seven creatures with a number of energy and fate above you, and you can use it..."

"Is it?" Gong Yang Yan's heart was shocked.

"What else is more suitable than the old demon who has been sleeping in his true body, his soul is in a daze, and has been allowed to deal with him for tens of thousands of years?"

An Qisheng shook his head slightly, his eyes faintly: "If Zhang Longfu had not had a greater ambition, how could this Dao Ren Lu have the opportunity to come to him at this time?"

He had once spyed on Zhang Longfu's fate, and he gained a lot at that time, and there were more secrets on him than the two men in the Impermanence Palace.

This person was born before Xia destroyed Zhou Li, and was much older than Fan Wuyi. Unfortunately, this person was of average talent and his achievements were far from comparable to Fan Wuyi.

After 50,000 years of struggle and planning, it is just a soul, and this is mostly a gift from the old demons including Daoren Lu.

If such a person gets the method of destiny, he will know what he will do without asking.

Unfortunately, his goal was too big, and Daoren Lu was not satisfied with his Dharma body old demon, and he also set his sights on the most amazing prince who has been established in the Great Zhou Kingdom.

So much so that in the end, he died silently.

"Then the master of the Dharma Refining Hall is so ambitious? Can he really change his fate against the will of heaven?"

When Gong Yang Yan's mind was swaying, Rabbit Ba couldn't help but speak: "Take people's life, this is too evil..."

The rabbit was smacking his tongue.

Although he has lived for hundreds of years, he often practices in the mountains. Even when he goes out, he often sneaks into the city and borrows some Confucian classics.

What is the fate?

That represents the fundamental existence of a creature between heaven and earth!

If it is taken away, it will be a more complete destruction than death.

He had no idea that there was such magical power in the world that could kill people's fate, and it was suspected to be from the gods...

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

At this point, An Qisheng fell into the cup, grew up, and put down a few pieces of broken silver: "Let's go."

"ah?"

Gong Yang Yan was immersed in a huge vibration and did not react for a moment: "Go, where to go?"

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

An Qisheng stared at the night sky, and there was light in his eyes, and the meaning was difficult to understand:

"Go back to 'Shouyang Mountain' first!"

......

Huh ~

An iron-mouthed eagle swept across the clouds and shuttled into the night. At some point, it suddenly made a sharp sound, its wings trembled, and it fell to the sky like a balance.
To be continued...