Li Cheng looked at Meng Ye helplessly, and it turned out that the other party thought that he wanted to learn health preservation techniques.

What kind of health preservation techniques does he learn?

He has lived for nearly two thousand years and is still learning to maintain health...

What he wants is not an increase in lifespan, but a decrease in lifespan.

"I don't need any health preservation techniques from you. I heard that you are a real capable person and can really do divination skills?"

Li Cheng for no reason didn't want to continue chatting.

He thought about ending the chat soon.

So I went straight to the point.

Meng Ye's expression froze when he heard that the emperor did not want "health preservation techniques".

Although health preservation techniques cannot live forever, they can at least extend their lifespan.

Who can refuse the emperors of all dynasties?

So when the emperor refused, how could he not be surprised?

"Your Majesty, you really don't want to have a glimpse of the secrets of health preservation? My master, who has lived for hundreds of years, is still wandering around today, all relying on health preservation."

Meng Ye couldn't believe it and said another sentence.

It would be fine if the emperor wanted health preservation skills.

But the emperor didn't want it, which made him feel a little itchy and he wanted to give the emperor a health preservation technique.

Li Cheng had no interest, waved his hand and said, "I asked you if you really know how to tell fortunes."

Is the emperor really not interested in health preservation techniques?

Meng Ye took a deep breath. He wanted to ask the emperor why he was not interested in health preservation techniques, but when he heard the emperor ask, he didn't dare to say anything else.

He bowed and said, "I have reported to my emperor that the people of the grass know how to divine, rather than cheating."

Is there really anyone in the world who can tell fortunes?

Li Cheng became interested and smiled and said, "It's not a fraud? Then why, I have never seen any real talented person until now?"

Meng Ye's face remained unchanged and said, "My emperor, you are the emperor and have the fortune of a country. We monks must not have anything to do with you, our emperor, otherwise it will be detrimental to our monks' practice."

Is there any such statement?

Is there really something wrong with cultivating immortals in this world?

Li Cheng suddenly felt confused, was he not understanding the world at all, or was this person fooling him?

It really doesn't work out supernatural power.

He felt that the scientists in his previous life could not hold back the coffin board.

However, the world he is in is not his previous life, so maybe he really has supernatural power?

A hundred meters away, a flying sword takes the head of a person??

At night, he fell asleep in the bedroom and suddenly his head was gone?

Thinking of this, Li Cheng felt a chill in his heart.

He, Mr. Li, cherishes his life very much.

Should we transfer 30,000 to 40,000 troops into the palace and serve as guards?

No, I’m not sure if this world has supernatural powers, what are you anxious about?

Li Cheng breathed a little relieved. He looked at Meng Ye with deep eyes and no emotion. He spoke, "Oh? Since the monk cannot be related to me, why do you dare to come to meet me?"

Meng Ye bowed again and said with a smile: "Because Caomin has learned the method of not getting involved in the cause and effect of the emperor. Well, speaking of it, Caomin is actually a genius, and has cultivated many methods at a young age."

Li Cheng smiled slightly and said, "So, are you very awesome?"

Meng Ye nodded and said, "Indeed, Caomin is indeed very powerful."

Li Cheng smiled lightly and said, "Then you come and tell me some divination."

"Since my emperor wants to make a fortune teller, the people of the grass can't refuse."

Meng Ye took out a tortoise shell from his sleeve, and didn't care about his image. He sat on the ground. He said, "My emperor, there are many kinds of divination, and he can divine all kinds. How dare I ask my emperor, what do you need to divine people?"

What to divine?

Li Cheng narrowed his eyes and said, "How long can I live by divination?"

He wanted to see if this person was nonsense or really capable.

Meng Ye smiled when he heard this, and he knew that the emperor said on the surface that he didn't like health preservation techniques and didn't care about life span.

I must also care very much about my life span.

Otherwise, he would not have been allowed to divine his lifespan first.

emperor……

Wow, it's also a verbal discourse.

This is what he thought in his heart, and of course he could not say it like this.

"I'll ask my emperor to wait, and the grass people will call out a divination to make a fortune for my emperor."

Meng Ye bowed and then picked up the turtle shell in front of him and started tinkering in his hand.

The hands were pinching each other, turning into phantoms, and jogging them on the turtle shell.

Li Cheng was stunned for a moment.

Well, he didn't see the turtle shell.

But Meng Ye's hand speed.

What is the hand speed?

He couldn't even see clearly.

How many years does this have to be single?

Big boss...

He kept staring at Meng Ye's hands.

Very fast hand speed.

Like a phantom ghost.

Time passes little by little.

Many sweat beads also appeared on Meng Ye's head, and his hand speed still did not decrease, and he continued to tinker with the tortoise shell.

It took me more than ten minutes.

A jingle sound.

An object fell from the turtle shell and rolled to the ground, making a crisp sound of jingling.

Li Cheng glanced at the thing on the ground. His eyes were pretty good. He probably saw it. It was something similar to a copper coin.

After the copper coins fell from the turtle shell, Meng Ye's movements did not stop and he kept fiddling.

After fiddling for nearly half an hour, he finished Li Cheng's patience.

Just when Li Cheng was about to lose patience.

Dingdong jingle...

There were two more jingles.

Two copper coins rolled down from the turtle shell.

Meng Ye stopped moving, gasped, wiped the sweat from his forehead, and his face turned pale.

Li Cheng couldn't help but say, "Are your hands sore?"

More than half an hour, super high frequency manual speed.

His hand...

What is done?

This is too strong.

Meng Ye looked up at the emperor and said, "Go back to my emperor, the grass people are not tired yet. Let the grass people see how to divine the divination for my emperor first."

He said, looking down at the three copper coins on the ground.

He picked up the copper coin and took a closer look, stared at the three copper coins for a long time, and after reading it, he was silent.

"I would like to ask my emperor to wait and the people of the Caocao confirm the hexagram."

Meng Ye said to the emperor, took out a book from his sleeve and started reading it.

Li Cheng was so angry that his eyes were thrusting.
To be continued...