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One is what, there is no definite answer.

However, no matter what the answer is, it is recognized by everyone that it must be closely related to the way of heaven.

Qi Xiang thought deeply and felt that the number of Dayan might be the way of heaven, and its use is forty-nine, missing one. Then the one that is missing may also be the magic talisman.

The Dharma Talisman is to complete a part of the lack of heavenly way, so Taoist people feel that with the blessing of the Dharma Talisman, they can be ranked among the Tiance and the Immortal Class?

Qi Xiang thought seriously and felt that his speculation seemed very reliable. Otherwise, the magic talisman would not have the power to summon ghosts and gods, kill evil spirits, kill evil spirits, and control mountains and rivers.

"Master, master."

The more Qi Xiang thought about it, the more he felt impressed. He admired the sages who studied the magic talismans back then. He was able to capture the most useful information from the chaotic secrets of heaven and finally created the talismans and talismans.

"It is said that talismans and talismans are transformed by the heavenly seal script and Taoist qi."

Qi Xiang continued to ponder: "So when drawing magic talismans, you should feel like clouds are lingering... By the way, the most important thing is probably... the heart of Tao?"

"Well, the heart of Tao. Or rather, it is the understanding of the laws of heaven..."

Qi Xiang continued to study for several days, which could be called "I'm going to have to eat and sleep". During this period, he continued to comprehend the map of the magic talisman. When he comprehended the fifth time, the map collapsed immediately without any surprise.

With a bang, the entire magic talisman map was destroyed and turned into a wisp of blue smoke to dissipate.

This was in the expected situation, and Qi Xiang was not surprised. He opened his eyes calmly, and saw that the blue smoke dissipated, and another wave of light floated, and a blank roll slowly fell down.

Qi Xiang took it with her hand, and then she was moved. He thought that when the magic talisman map was branded, the scroll should have been destroyed directly. Unexpectedly, it was intact.

Qi Xiang gently stroked the leather roll and felt that the material was very flexible, very thin, like a yarn and silk, and he didn't know what kind of skin it was. He vaguely felt that using this skin to draw magic talismans seemed to increase a certain success rate.

"It can also be used repeatedly, which is also magical..."

When Qi Xiang was sighing, the door suddenly slammed and was pushed open.

"Who?"

Qi Xiang frowned and looked at it. He saw a bunch of people standing outside the door. Among them, the middle-aged man responsible for promoting and marketing the Dragon King Temple was standing aside anxiously.

But in the middle of the door, a group of men in black were occupied. It seemed that these people, without knocking on the door, pushed the door open rudely with his consent.

“…Mage Zhu Master!”

At this time, the middle-aged man winked and said tremblingly: "A distinguished guest is here. Please help me see the picture and do some fortune."

"Look at the face? Tell fortunes?"

Qi Xiang slowly took a step back and folded the roll, then said coldly: "I'm not free, I'm doing my homework. You can let Master Ge handle such a small thing."

Qi Xiang was completely correct. Anyway, Ge Bao said what he said, he was responsible for dealing with all the problems.

"Master Ge has gone out."

The middle-aged man complained in his heart: "I have just left the house for a while, and I can't come back."

"Um?"

Qi Xiang raised her eyebrows and immediately felt something was wrong.

As soon as Ge Bao left, these people came to the door. Isn’t it a coincidence?

You know, if you are not sure about the book, it is the treatment of the protagonist and most people cannot enjoy it.

"There's something wrong..."

Qi Xiang's heart moved and knew that these people must have come to him. He changed his mind and said directly: "Since Master Ge is not here, then you can take the guests to the quiet room next door to rest. If you have any questions, wait until Master Ge comes back."

"ah?"

When middle-aged people are stunned, isn’t it too simple and rough to deal with this?

"I still have to sit quietly..."

Qi Xiang waved his hand and sent him: "You take them away. Don't disturb my practice if you have nothing to do."

"hehe!"

Unpredictable, someone sneered: "This wizard, as the lord of a temple, you have believers coming now. You don't want to welcome and keep them away, but you are not a way to treat guests."

"This is a temple that burns incense and worships God, not a place to open the door and receive guests." Qi Xiang's expression remained unchanged and said coldly: "If you want to be a guest, go to another house. Don't disturb the devout faithful people to respect God."

"God, well said..."

The man stopped, but he quickly reacted and laughed, "We are here to respect the gods, and then burned the incense. I am confused. I will ask the temple master to give me some advice."

At this time, Qi Xiang also saw the person talking clearly, and saw that he was about thirties, carrying a briefcase and looking smart, and he should be a secretary assistant or something.

Next to him was an old man with a wide heart and a fat body, and a round body.

The old man is probably in his sixties or seventies. His short hair is completely white, but his complexion is very rosy, his round face is very white and tender, without wrinkles, and he has a true childish face.

He was dressed as a rich and idle person, wearing a custom-made Tang suit in silk, his clothes were very bright and beautiful, and there was a faint smile on the corner of his mouth, as if he had worked hard all his life, and now he has finally retired, a rich man who has been living his old age and enjoys a happy life.

Qi Xiang glanced and said, "What are you trying to tell me about? If you are looking at fortune-telling, then there are professional stall masters at the entrance of the temple. They are experienced. Whether they are explaining signatures or asking for good luck, they all have their own unique skills."

"They are professionals. Instead of coming to me, you might as well go to them."

What Qi Xiang said is true, and I don’t know where Ge Bao found a group of people and set up several stalls at the temple gate. They also have a good idea of ​​fortune telling and feng shui.

The most important thing is that they freely choose auspicious signs, so they attract a group of old men and women to watch every day, adding a lot of popularity to the Dragon King Temple.

At least Qi Xiang felt that at least half of the contribution of the Dragon King Temple's incense was theirs.

But when he heard this, the others were stunned.

Isn’t Qi Xiang admitting that he is not as good as the stall outside? Even if this is the fact, if he says it himself, the effect is completely different.

The others did not respond, but the middle-aged man was anxious and panicked and added: "What our temple master means is that he is busy practicing now and has no time to receive all the distinguished guests."

"Instead of wasting time for all the distinguished guests, it is better... it is better to ask our experts to come in and help them tell fortunes. After all, the experts outside can be said to be one with our Dragon King Temple."

The middle-aged man came back with a silly life: "No matter who tells fortunes, it's the same."

The assistant secretary was silent for a moment and suddenly sneered: "It seems that your temple is just like this. As the lord of a temple, he is so bad that he can't even make a simple fortune teller. I really don't know how he became the lord of the temple."

"You said it wrong."

Qi Xiang shook her head and corrected: "I am the temple Zhu. From a functional perspective, I am the one who manages the incense, not the temple master. The lord in the temple can only be the Dragon Prince, he is a god."

"From the perspective of the clergy, as the water god, the Dragon Prince manages the wind and rain, and can protect the people from a prosperous harvest, but it should not include fortune-telling. If you come here to find someone to tell fortunes, you probably came to the wrong place."

Qi Xiang casually said: "If you want to tell fortunes, I can recommend several places to you. For example, Lingyin Temple, Jingci Temple, or Yue Temple, Fahua Temple..."

"Master Qi..." The middle-aged man became anxious and was quite dissatisfied. He was always open to business. Even if he lacked his ability, he should not push the business out.

"Be honest in life, fortune telling is indeed not my strength." Qi Xiang didn't care: "Besides, fate is impermanent and changing at all times. Who can really calculate it accurately?"

"Haha, the temple owner is right..."

The old man with a broad heart and a fat body finally spoke, waved away the entourage surrounding him, walked up alone, and whispered in a whisper: "Fate is too illusory. Instead of believing in fate, it is better to believe that people conquer nature. It is important to know that my life is in me, not in heaven."

Hearing this, Qi Xiang's eyes narrowed, he looked at the old man up and down, and pointed his hand: "Old sir, please sit down."

"Thank you, the temple master."

The old man was fat, but his movements were very sensitive. He sat lightly on the chair without any sound.

"Dear your last name?"

Qi Xiang found out and poured tea with him.

"Don't be proud of the name Yu, Yu Zhong!"

The old man smiled very well, like a Maitreya Buddha. He stretched out his palm and slowly picked up the teacup. On his hand, a trace of precious energy shone, but it was wearing a ring on his thumb.

The ring is exquisitely crafted, and a black gem is inlaid on the surface of the ring, shining with glitter.

Qi Xiang's eyes passed by the gem, and his mind was slightly dazed and then he calmed down.

"Mr. Yu, I'm disrespectful, disrespectful!"

Qi Xiang said meaningfully: "Why do you have to worry about your big fortune if you are a trivial matter?"

"It's a matter of eating the king's fortune, and being loyal to the king. As the saying goes, the storm in the world is evil. My young master is still young and has little experience. If I don't help me watch it, how can I do it?"

Yu Zhong took a sip of tea, his fingers seemed to have accidentally wiped the black gem ring surface, and the light on the crystal ring surface flashed, very bright.

Qi Xiang glanced at him and smiled bitterly: "I seem to have been cheated..."

"How do you say this?" Yu Zhong was a little surprised.

"Someone told me that as long as I stay in the temple for a few days, he will be responsible for dealing with everything." Qi Xiang said bluntly: "But now it seems that it is not the case."

Yu Zhong smiled and said silly: "That Mr. Ge is still so playful. However, he doesn't dare to go to Liangshan without three points. This time, Mr. Ge should have come prepared..."

"I dare to ask the temple master, what's the name?"

There was also a sense of scrutiny in Yu Zhong's eyes. But he didn't dare to take it lightly. After all, he had just watched for a long time and felt that Qi Xiang's body seemed to be covered with a layer of fog, and he could not see clearly.

It was because he couldn't see the depth and could not understand his strength that he personally took the initiative to test... (To be continued...)
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