Chapter 846 Heavenly Blade Seven Kills Fate-Reverse Technique

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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 even 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 a lot older. 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.

"gone!"

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 leader..."

"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.

"Chicken-hearted!"

Gong Yangyan couldn't stand it more and more: "You know, you are a rabbit turned into a spirit, but those who don't know, I'm afraid they think you are a mouse turned into 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 Lianfa Hall is a well-known evil force in the Northwest Road, but also because it was guessed that it was this Lianfa 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 is a Dharmakaya practitioner, he can't come in his true body. He can only come in an incarnation, which may 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 as his eyes opened and closed.

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

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 'Fenghuang'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 Kills Destiny Method' is not complicated, it can even be said to be simple. The simplest thing is to find seven creatures whose qi number and fate are higher than your own, and then you can use it... .”

"Could it be?" Gong Yangyan was shocked.

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

An Qisheng shook his head slightly, with a faint look in his eyes: "If Zhang Longfu hadn't been more ambitious, how would there be a chance for Taoist Lu to come here at this time?"

He once spied on Zhang Longfu's fate and gained a lot at that time. He had more secrets in him than the two people in the Impermanence Palace.

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

After fifty thousand years of struggling and calculating, he was only worthy of the soul, and this was mostly a gift from the old demons including Daoist Lu.

It doesn’t matter what a person like this will do if he is given a method that goes against his destiny.

It's a pity that his plan was too big. Daoren Lu, an old demon like Dharmakaya, was not satisfied and set his sights on the most amazing and talented prince since the founding of the Zhou Dynasty.

So that in the end, he died without a sound.

"Then the Master of the Refining Hall actually has such ambitions? Can he really change his destiny against the will of heaven?"

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

Usagi clicked his tongue.

Although he has lived for hundreds of years, he usually spends most of his time practicing in the mountains. Even when he goes out, he often sneaks into the city to borrow some Confucian classics.

What is destiny?

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

If it were taken away by someone, it would be a more complete destruction than death.

He had never imagined that there was such a magical power in the world that could take away people's lives and luck, and it seemed to come from the gods...

"Who knows whether it's possible or not? As for whether it's evil or not..."

After saying this, An Qisheng put down his cup, stood up, and put down a few pieces of silver: "Let's go."

"ah?"

Gongyang Yan was immersed in the huge shock and could not react for a moment: "Go, where are you going?"

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

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

"Go back to Shouyang Mountain first!"

...

Phew~

An iron-billed eagle flew through the clouds and shuttled through the night. At a certain moment, it suddenly let out a sharp cry, its wings trembled, and it fell down from the sky like a weight.

"唳~"

The iron-billed eagle screamed sharply, and the stone seemed to fall straight down from the clouds.

In the night, the mountains are faintly visible, without a trace of light inside. The dark holes are like a devil's cave, which is chilling to look at.

Phew~

There were hundreds of feet away from the mountains, and the cry of the iron-billed eagle suddenly stopped, and its body also trembled.

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

The flying birds cannot cross!

Here, it seems to be a desperate place.

"The meat of the iron-billed eagle is delicious, it's a pity..."

A soft sigh came from somewhere in the mountain, and in the lightless night, a red light lit up, as faint as a will-o'-the-wisp.

Phew~

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

What followed was an extremely cold voice:

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

Boom!

Shocking!

The void that was torn open by the incoming people at extremely fast speeds was closed, and the billowing sonic boom cloud exploded into a sea, and for a while the night was like a vast ocean.

The raging air waves turned into large thunders in the mountains, shaking the mountains on the earth.

All of a sudden, all the beasts were frightened and all the birds were frightened to death.

"Who?! Enemy attack?"

"Who dares to come here and act recklessly? Looking for death!"

"snort!"

The moment the huge noise was heard, the masters of the Lianfa Hall who were hiding in various places in the mountains were alarmed and stepped out of their hiding places one after another.

Look up.

I saw the mighty air currents roaring back and forth between the mountains, kicking up giant dragons of dust that wreaked havoc on the heaven and earth. The mountains were shaken by it, and countless plants and trees bowed their heads.

Everyone was shocked for a moment.

The mountain they are on is not an ordinary mountain. According to legend, it is a spiritual mountain made by ancient powers who picked star cores. There is also a large formation set up by the Lianfa Hall for many years.

Idle golden elixir cannot even cross here, and even a great human immortal monk who has achieved Yuan Shen Dharma will never be able to cause trouble here.

Who is coming? !

Huhu~

The strong wind roared like thousands of swords and spears, stirring the void like a pot of messy porridge, and it was extremely powerful.

"snort!"

Daoren Lu stood in the strong wind, not hiding his anger at all. Between his lowered eyes, there was a cold enough to freeze everything:

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

This this.....

The masters of the Lianfa Hall among the mountains were all dumbfounded, staring blankly at the dangerous peak in the middle of the mountains that was as steep as an inverted sword.

"die?"

On the dangerous peak, Zhang Longfu slowly raised his head. Under the dark cloak, his eyes were like a will-o'-the-wisp, illuminating his face with a strange smile in the coldness:

"Old donkey, fifty thousand years have passed and you are still so stupid!"