Gui Buxian was holding the life-breaking stone, looking very depressed.
This was a rare treasure.
Even the emperor was jealous of it and wanted to use it now.
What a wonderful baby, it’s not worth using it on others.
Thinking about all the trophies collected in Guiye Palace, none of them are as valuable as this black lump.
Ever since he was in Xiaomanghuang Continent, Gui Buxian has been interested in collecting trophies, all kinds of things, scrap metal, etc.
There are bone fossils, rotten wood, scales and armor.
Fortunately, his main hall is big enough.
Qingyanghuan had no interest in Gui Buxian's collection after looking at it once.
It was simply a shabby collection, but Gui Buxian just wanted to be happy.
Who makes Mr.
Turtle happy?
"Let's go, Mr.
Turtle is ready."
The next moment, Gui Buxian was determined to blast Qingyang Huan away without giving him a chance to speak.
Seeing Qingyang Huan leave and return to Eternal City, Gu Buxian breathed a sigh of relief.
He lay on the observatory, with purple divine light blooming from his body.
The lines on the turtle shell came to life like a swimming dragon.
Then one of the cracks opened, and streams of light exuding a simple and vicissitudes of life flew out. . tortoise shell Dozens of streams of light dispersed, revealing dozens of pieces of tortoise shells.
These tortoise shells were of different sizes, and each had moderate damage.
They were engraved with lines that looked like ghost drawings.
The tortoise shell just fell in front of Gui Buxian.
He shook his head and cheered himself up: "I almost exposed Mr.
Turtle that I am not good at learning, so I hugged the turtle's feet temporarily."
Soon, the purple light flourished, and one of the tortoise shells in front of him bloomed with bright purple light.
The curved lines on it seemed to be alive, forming an illusory purple light curtain.
Gu Buxian looked towards the light curtain, but He looked a little nervous.
Of course, Qingyang Huan didn't know that Gui Buxian was holding Guijiao temporarily.
After he returned to Xia Garden, he began to sort out some things, especially the memories from the spiritual world of the two kings Feng Moyu and Yao Guang Sanren.
Some things are like this and cannot withstand thought and repeated scrutiny.
The more you don't want it to be like this, the more things will happen.
"Dad, do you want Yao'er anymore?"
While Qingyang Huan was frowning, Yao'er came bounding from a distance.
He picked a few spiritual flowers in his hand, tied a small garland for himself, and put it on his head.
After seeing Qingyang Huan, she lay directly on his legs.
Her big eyes turned from sunny to cloudy, cloudy to overcast, rainy and foggy in an instant.
"Who said that?
Who said we don't want Yao'er anymore."
After calming down his emotions, Qingyang Huan held Yao'er in his arms and asked.
"You lied to the child, Xue'er even told me secretly."
The corners of his mouth were depressed, and Yao'er's little face looked pitiful.
"You said you wanted to add a little brother to the family.
You don't want Yao'er to come, wuwu."
After listening to Yao'er's crying words, Qingyanghuan sweated.
The last time he had sex with Shengyan, a little tail actually heard it.
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"If you think about it, if you have a little brother, you can bully him when you are a child, and he can protect you when you grow up."
Yao'er was a little confused and seemed to have not yet reacted to Qingyang Huan's words.
"That's right, there's someone you can bully."
The last time Brother Long was at Aunt Wu's house, she let her bully him for a while, and then every time he complained, Aunt Wu would spank him.
"Puch" A burst of laughter rang out in the garden.
Sheng Yan came from a distance and looked at Qingyang Huan who was busy coaxing Yao'er.
"Auntie."
Sliding down from Qing Yanghuan's lap, Yao'er ran towards the Holy Face Goddess, shouting sweetly, and her appearance turned from cloudy to sunny in an instant.
Immediately, he saw the Holy Face Goddess picking up Yao'er, lying next to her crystal earlobe, and whispering a word.
Suddenly Yao'er beamed with joy, slid off Sheng Yan's body, and jumped towards the depths of the summer garden. go.
Aniang said that dad was most afraid of grandpa and grandma, and Yao'er wanted to file a complaint and let grandpa spank him, just like Yao'er.
Shengyan walked to the stone table and sat down, staring at Qingyang Huan with a pretty face, without saying a word.
"What's wrong, are there flowers on my face?"
Qingyang Huan was greatly surprised by Sheng Yan's actions.
"When we were in Wanqiong King's Domain, you had not yet reached the True Realm.
At that time, we had nothing.
Now we have a land and a clan."
Sheng Yan said softly, with a trace of memories in her beautiful eyes.
At that time, she never thought that she would be in such a situation, becoming the king of the world, comprehending the most powerful swordsmanship, and uniting the thunder sword.
"Yeah, there was nothing back then, not even bullshit.
To be honest, it was a precarious life in the outside world, but I was much more open-minded and happy than now, and I didn't have to think so much."
Qingyang Huan echoed.
"Unexpectedly, the longer I live, the more I regress.
The more involved I am, the less flexible I become."
"Puch" Seeing Qing Yanghuan's mature look as he recalled the past, the Holy-faced Goddess laughed again.
"You look like a little old man now, just like the great elder of Zhenjiang Mansion back then."
"If you dare to tease your husband, it seems that you are going to revive your husband's relationship."
"ah" As a sweet hum rang out, the spiritual trees in the summer garden swayed, Lao Yao breathed out his youth, and Qingyang Huan and his wife were nowhere to be seen.
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On the second day, Qingyang Huan stretched out and walked out of the summer garden, feeling refreshed.
He headed towards the observatory outside Eternal City, wanting to see if Gui Buxian was ready.
However, he was rejected once again.
This time, Gui Buxian was stuck in the observatory and could not come out.
He was beaten several times.
A tortoise shell shining with ancient patterns blocked the outside.
"Deducing destiny is a great art.
It requires fasting and bathing.
I will let you know when Turtle Master is done."
Qingyang Huan was greatly surprised when a turtle's voice came from the stargazing platform.
"Master Turtle Emperor, you are not good at studying, are you?"
Suddenly, Qingyang Huan raised his eyebrows, feeling that something was wrong with Gui Buxian.
This is really the case.
Although fortune-telling and divination are both considered ways of destiny, and there are similarities between them, there are some essential differences between them.
Divination is the Tao of Gua, which is a Taoist tradition that originated from an ancient human emperor before the ancient times of the human race.
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It combines various acquired deductions, divination and other Tao between heaven and earth and then creates the Innate Bagua.
"You are not good at learning.
A turtle can be killed but not humiliated."
Gu Buxian rushed out of the observatory with a strong energy, and several pieces of primitive tortoise shells were still wrapped around his body, which evolved into ancient time and space catalogs.
Qingyang Huan could clearly see that what was derived from these catalogs was the path of destiny.
He really got it right by just saying it casually.
"Ouch, that's not good."
At this moment, Gui Buxian also discovered that the package had been leaked, and he couldn't cover it up even if he wanted to.
Immediately, the previous overwhelming momentum suddenly released like a flood breaking through a dam, and he looked a little pitiful.
Bang bang After gently tapping Gui Buxian's turtle shell, Qing Yanghuan walked towards the observatory and sat casually on the observatory.
"Don't panic, whatever is coming will come sooner or later, and you can't hide from it."
Hearing what Qingyang Huan said, Gui Buxian looked at Qingyang Huan and found that Qingyang Huan was indeed a little different.
Free and easy.
A kind of freedom and freedom that comes from the soul.
He was aware of Qingyang Huan's spiritual transformation not long ago, but now his soul has undergone another transformation, and such a big change has occurred in just one day.
He seriously doubts that yesterday What did Qing Yanghuan do at night?
"Don't be in a hurry.
Take your time and see if you can deduce the fate of the dead."
Suddenly Qingyang Huan asked.
"Destiny is derived from the sound of life.
After death, destiny naturally begins to dissipate.
Even if it is a piece of grass or a small insect, the destiny of each life is unique.
You are stupid.
If you die cleanly, it will be like When the lights go out, where are you looking for the line of fate?”
"Is that because they were beaten half to death, or as long as a trace of the true spirit remains, it will be easier to understand their fate."
At this moment, Qing Yanghuan's two small purple eyes the size of peas suddenly lit up.
Yes, why didn't Mr.
Gui think of this?
"Can their fate be discovered?"
Then, Qing Yanghuan pointed at Feng Moyu and Yao Guangsanren who were still standing on the observatory like fools.
"Of course, their flesh and blood are still there, and their spiritual world has not been completely annihilated.
In this state, using the life-breaking stone, Mr.
Turtle can deduce their fate lines from birth."
Bang.
"What are you doing, knocking the turtle again."
Gui Buxian hummed: "If you knock the turtle, your hands will hurt, but the turtle shell won't hurt anyway."
"Meditate carefully, maybe you will be the King of Deductions in charge of fate and divination in all the heavens."
The next moment, the physical bodies of Feng Moyu and Yao Guangsan disappeared on the observatory, and the same Qingyang Huan headed outside Haoyuan.
"I'm going to capture the Red King."
Since he can completely know the past and present life, Qing Yanghuan naturally wants to know everything about the Red King.
In the world, only fate cannot be faked.
Even the memories in the spiritual world may not be true.
What Gui Buxian said about the change in his mental outlook was indeed true.
Yesterday, Sheng Yan's simple words made him suddenly realize that what is supposed to come will always come, and it will not be completely avoided just because of avoidance.
Back then, I was just a pawn drifting with the crowd, and I dared to take action in the face of a complicated environment.
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Now that I have come to the world of Guixu, and faced with complex and intertwined forces, I actually have concerns in my heart.
If the sky is falling, there will be someone tall to support him.
His Majesty the Imperial Master asked him to come here not just to pretend to be cowardly.
After such a long time, he should do something and let the Imperial Master take a look.
Then, Qing Yanghuan left Haoyuan, and the human-demon cavalry followed him closely.
He believed that the Red Man King would still come to look for him, whether it was about the so-called sacred trees in the sacred tree domain or the matter of the human and demon clan and the celestial demon generals.
The information he knew from the mind of the king of the Shentian clan was his guidance.
With this guidance, he could pry open the many secrets hidden in the darkness
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