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Especially Huo Kongshan.

This astrological power who has always liked to sleep soundly in the blue sky and during the day and is active in the middle of the night has been reversed for the first time recently. When he appeared in front of others during the day, he was seen by Feng Qinghe, who is also a senior manager of Juxing Pavilion.

There is also a Siming Pavilion in Juxing Pavilion, and Feng Qinghe is the leader of the Siming Pavilion. Along the huge intelligence network of Juxing Pavilion, there are countless lives covering the lives of many people under his hands.

But such a person was still in a completely passive situation when facing Huo Kongshan. He just asked Huo Kongshan to take action to sacrifice and refine the tiger soul wood to help Ye Xuling wake up. He broke Cen Yimao a page of paper, but he had to agree to the series of conditions proposed by Huo Kongshan.

Feng Qinghe was powerless to find the man who said, "The fate of Huo Kongshan defeated his father but not his mother" and "the soul can meet the wind and clouds and become a dragon and tiger."

In contrast, helping Cen Yimao to disagree with the public, invited Huo Kongshan from behind the scenes to participate in this exchange meeting of new and old disciples. For Feng Qinghe, who is growing his power and is more powerful than his master Xuanyi Zhenren, it is not as difficult as he imagined.

...

Huo Kongshan squinted his eyes.

Putting aside the changes that arise from the cultivation of the star element, his eyes are actually not very special. They are not born like a phoenix, nor are they like a tiger when they grow up.

However, at this moment, he crossed his legs and scratched his right hand between his thighs, almost trying to get close to his crotch. At first glance, he had no master's demeanor at all. As his pupils contracted, he seemed to have a tiger's soul sucking and vomiting.

This is no longer a category of form, nor a concept of intention, nor a field of potential.

It's qi.

Chaos and chaos.

It exists in the Qingming.

The things that are born out of nothing are sent to thousands of invisible things.

"Fake aura..."

The last article of Luoxing Chess Record records the moves of dividing one's own mind and mind into two, turning them into black and white, and attacking and playing games in the chess game created by his brain.

Before coming to this exchange meeting, Li Congke had already understood seven out of ten of these tricks.

Who would have thought that this speed that was enough to amaze many fellow practitioners was destroyed after his eyes and Huo Kongshan accidentally met.

When he said these two words secretly, although seven or eight lost to five or six, the general trend of the chess pieces was still there, and Li Congke had not forgotten them yet.

But when Huo Kongshan noticed something, turned passive into activeness, and noticed Li Congke's strangeness, the latter's mind immediately broke the marks, and even if he had spare energy, he could not make any decision!

"Brother Wang is in good health?"

Although he was asking, Hou Zhuyan seemed to have discovered something.

Li Congke did not hide it from him and said slowly: "That man's anger has disrupted my chess."

After a moment of looking, he probably knew who Li Congke was referring to. Hou Zhuyan asked, "Is it true energy?"

The chessboard in my mind was clearly about to collapse completely. When Li Congke heard this, he seemed to have a sudden relaxation of pressure and smiled and said, "If it was true energy, I would still be surprised, but as long as I think about it carefully, I will always feel reasonable."

Hou Zhuyan nodded and then joked: "It can't be air."

Li Congke said: "A standing empty mountain cannot be full of air. Since it is not true, it is false."

"Fake it?"

Su Baitong put her head over, and her legs swayed in the air because she was sitting on the bench. "It's so fresh! I've grown so old, I have only heard of true qi, but I haven't heard of false qi. How can I do a false method like Qi, which is extremely mysterious and mysterious?"

Li Congke did not answer.

The theory of false qi originated from Hua Xieying's notification to him, and it was purely accidental.

If it weren't for the appearance of Huo Kongshan, he wouldn't have known what kind of false energy existed until now.

It is obviously unlikely that a person who has just had a first look at the false valve path to explain in detail in a common tone.

He was too lazy to tell Su Baitong about the reason.

Because now, he has more important things to do.

He looked up and observed the sky slightly, and Li Congke stood up.

When his figure left the bench that could carry five to six people at the same time, like a gun stand upright under the sky, he noticed that Huo Kongshan was not the only one in the upper echelons of his Juxing Pavilion.

"This momentum should be enough rest."

"You still need to say this?" An elder of Juxing Pavilion, who was thin and golden beard, smiled: "What we should care about is who he will challenge next?"

Suddenly, another black-faced elder beside Feng Qinghe spoke: "Maybe he was challenged."

"Impossible." Elder Jinbei's voice was firm: "The stones asking for directions have long been exhausted. Unless that boy Xu Tianhai couldn't help but take action, the initiative would undoubtedly fall on Wang Jie."

It was also the black-faced elder who responded: "Wang Ke is strong, but he is not as strong as it is unparalleled. Even if he can be the strongest newcomer in this class, he is still a little inferior to the top figures among the old disciples in terms of background. Xu Tianhai is just one of them, and he can't help but want to go on stage and try Wang Ke's limits in person."

Elder Jinbei thought for a moment, nodded, obviously understanding his meaning, but he couldn't help but feel thorny: "I roughly understand what Brother Tan wants to express. If I remember correctly, four of the disciples who joined Juxing Pavilion in recent years have joined your disciples. To this day, the strength of one of them is exactly in line with the top two words you said just now. The disciple is to the master, just like the son is to the father. The so-called "no father is better than the father" is the thought of the disciple. You, the master, have already cleared the door. I'm curious, let me ask first, when will Song Xifeng take action?"

The black-faced elder with full name Tan Xiao smiled, and the cloud patterns on his clothes were to be solid, which was a bit eye-catching.

"Brother Jing still doesn't understand the west wind enough, or rather, doesn't understand me enough."

Jing Qingnan straightened his arms and gently twisted the golden beard: "If you want to say it, just say it thoroughly. When you are halfway through the words, there is no going, no beginning or end. I have always hated it."

Tan Xiao then said: "It is true that you can control people when you first act, but you don't have to be controlled by others when you act later. Some people have special temperaments, don't like them or are used to taking the initiative. This is true for me, and naturally my apprentice is the same."

Jing Qingnan said: "So, even if Song Xifeng really wants to compete with Wang Ke, he will not be the one who takes the initiative. He is waiting for a suitable opportunity to take action."

"That's exactly what it means." Tan Xiao smiled confidently.

"The people who enter my Juxing Pavilion, especially the younger generation, are inevitably arrogant even if they are not arrogant. After all, they will definitely not be easily convinced if a newcomer takes the majority of the limelight." Feng Qinghe, who had not spoken for a long time, suddenly said.

Jing Qingnan was keen and asked, "That brother Shu Ye is also a newcomer, and he has taken a lot of attention. Why don't Xu Tianhai and Song Xifeng and others intend to target him?"

Jing Qingnan's voice increased a lot this time, not just talking to Tan Xiao and Feng Qinghe. However, after these words, there were thirty-two seats and thirty-two people, and there was no new voice heard for a long time.

Perhaps he couldn't bear to see Jing Qingnan becoming a one-horn. Cen Yimao, who lives in the first seat, put down the teacup in his hand and looked at Jing Qingnan. Its shape was as clear as an eagle's gaze, but it was strange that he could not see the hidden edge.

After the fragrance of tea was over, Cen Yimao said: "Not everyone has the awareness of resilient foreign countries. Instead, resilient foreign countries first, resilient foreign countries first, which is like the instinct of many people."

The speech is calm, without praise or criticism.

It was like an embroidered needle falling from nephrite. At first, it didn't realize that it was strange, but the remaining sound gradually spread to people's hearts.

When the elders were in a mixed mood, the newcomer who was at the center of the discussion had moved.

Li Congke took a step forward.

There was smoke and dust rising up at the flat ground at the feet, like a fog.

The star element between blue and purple overflows from the Qihai acupoint, neither strong nor weak.

When the game collapsed, he was neither angry nor impatient.

But he always has to touch the person who is disturbing the chess.

Otherwise, those chess pieces will really become abandoned.

"One level talks about the stars, two level talks about the Tao, and the three level? I hope Mr. Huo will give me advice."

"Ahem!"

A breath came out from the lungs and broke through the throat in an instant. Feng Qinghe's face turned blue and white, and his surprise was beyond words. He was secretly grateful for something in his heart, and he had not drunk tea.

Otherwise, Elder Siming would have lost more of his due demeanor at this moment.

"He...how did he know that Huo Crazy is responsible for the third level? I have clearly not announced it yet! Who... who leaked the news?"

The elders looked at each other and stared at each other, but no one knew.

After a while, Cen Yimao waved his hand and said, "It's okay, maybe I guessed it, listen to how Huo Kongshan responds."

Everyone turned their heads and looked at Huo Kongshan.

Except for Feng Qinghe and a few people, Yuzhe's eyes contain more or less unknown hatred.

What's more, some people have already grinded their teeth secretly.

This "madman" who had a very poor impression of most stars in the minds of the same Taoist was extremely awake at this time, like an initiation of ice rain.

The first and second levels have not yet ended completely. In theory, he has the right not to answer such questions.

But for some reason, staring at Li Congke's eyes, he couldn't say anything about making things difficult or refusing.

Although these eyes were not as clear as expected, they contained a lot of complex and dirty things.

"Talking about the stars and talking about the Tao are all good things for the astrology masters, but this third level may not be the result. Because this level was neither thought of by Cen Yimao, nor those mediocre talents who are full of mind but are no different from those who are about to be on the verge of death. To put it bluntly, the third level is all the hard work of me, Huo. I am a person who doesn't like to follow the rules, and I believe you can see it too. If you want to try this third level in advance, I can give you a chance. If you pass, no matter how other people in the Juxing Pavilion think about you and what I have learned in my life, you can take it yourself. If you haven't passed, no matter how excellent your performance in the first two levels, in my eyes, you are always a failed astrology master. I can't believe that one day I will miss you and use astrology to curse you with astrology!"

Bang!

The sound of slapping the table is like waves rising, becoming more and more intense.

"It's so arrogant that I can't tell you! The Pavilion Master clearly sees that I'm going to teach this crazy guy a lesson!"

"I'm willing to help!"

"I want to do it too!"

“…”

Cen Yimao was helpless and covered her face and laughed dryly, then shook her head.

Huo Kongshan seemed to have expected it, and he was confident and fearless.

"Hey, have you figured it out? Do you want to try it?"
Chapter completed!