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Chapter 16 The Law Book Is Lost

Lin Lin is the one who is sought after in school. There are often boring boys around her. This is something that is used to. But Liu Yang obviously likes her, but just now, he turned around and left without asking a question. This made Lin Lin feel very uncomfortable, and he felt dissatisfied with Liu Yang.

It was the first time I met someone who was so cold to Liu Yang to her. From the bottom of her heart, she still looked forward to the other party coming to chat with her.

In fact, Liu Yang didn't want to chat with the goddess in his heart to cultivate his feelings, but he was too determined but not enough. The casting of spells just now had already made his energy empty. If he hadn't endured the discomfort, he would have fainted in the crowd.

While Liu Yang still had some energy, he gritted his teeth and returned to the Taoist temple without saying a word, and ignored Liu Yuanchun at all, and fell asleep when he returned to the room!

"Knowing that I don't have the ability, I still have to hold on!"

Liu Yuanchun could not see Liu Yang's weakness. With the more than 30 red lines on his arm, it was extremely difficult to complete the Feng Shui situation just now.

Setting up a Feng Shui array is a Feng Shui master, and Liu Yang is just a beginner in physiognomy, and he has completely surpassed several levels.

Liu Yang belongs to the Ma Yi lineage in eastern Zhejiang. The level of the Five Elements Yi Number is significantly different from that in other sects. Each disciple of the Ma Yi lineage has a clear level of magic. The first layer is the mysterious technique of looking at Qi. The vital energy in the body can nourish the sixth sense, making the heavenly eye see more accurately.

The more than thirty blood lines on Liu Yang's arm only mean that he had only learned half of his qi-seeing technique. If he reached the sixty-four blood lines, he could complete his qi and practice a deeper level of palmistry. When the blood lines on his arm condensed to 108, he could learn facial techniques.

If you learn the art of face and face, the blood lines will reach 256, which can be considered a truly qualified physiognomy master. If you want to learn Feng Shui, the blood lines must reach 512, so that you can have sufficient energy to set up some Qimen formations.

But if you want to become a Feng Shui master, there is an extremely important watershed in the middle. When the blood lines reach 312, you can rest on the Qimen secret technique in the Xiangmen. Only by learning the Qimen secret technique can you be qualified to practice Feng Shui. This is the only way for every Feng Shui master.

However, many Feng Shui masters have long since broken their inheritance in the Qimen secret technique, so there are very few modern truly capable Feng Shui masters, basically all of whom are half-baked and only know some half-baked geomantic techniques.

As an older generation from the Mayi Sect in East Zhejiang, Liu Yuanchun knew the level of physiognomy in the sect very well, but this abnormality came out of Liu Yang, which made him feel that everything about Liu Yang was illusory, as if there was a mysterious veil covering Liu Yang's future and could not be understood at all.

"When he recovers his vitality, I will torture and confess. This is something that even my ancestors have never happened!" Liu Yuanchun stood at the door of Liu Yang's room, staring at him with curiosity, but after a while, he shook his head and sighed: "Even if this is a good thing, it is a bad thing. I don't know if it is a blessing or a disaster!"

What Liu Yuanchun said about good and bad is that Liu Yang's current strength can form a Feng Shui array, but the disadvantage is that Liu Yang is young and his mood is not stable. If he develops arrogance because of this, it will be time for the Liu family to perish.

After this day, Liu Yang brought too much surprise to the old guy, and Liu Yuanchun felt a little tired, so he went back to his room to rest earlier.

There was nothing to say all night. It was only at four o'clock in the morning that Liu Yang pushed open the door of the room and walked out. Seeing his energy now, he must have been satisfied with this sleep.

"Hehe, this is such a good thing. It seems that I really have the potential to pass on the Liu family's foundation!"

Liu Yang stood at the door of the room with refreshed breath, raised his hands and stretched his waist. Thinking of what happened yesterday, Liu Yang himself felt a little incredible, touched his head and murmured: "It seems that what is in my mind is my biggest secret now, and the old guy must not know about this."

‘Gugu…’

When our Master Liu was full of pride, his stomach was croaking in a bad mood. Yesterday, he fell into bed and fell asleep after returning to the mountain. He had never had a good meal. Thinking about his experience of going to Yunzhong Temple yesterday, Liu Yang couldn't help but scared himself into a cold sweat: "Oh my master, no wonder he felt that he didn't have the strength. Yesterday, he ate two steamed buns on the way to Yunzhong Temple. If he didn't eat anything, he would die!"

As he said that, Liu Yang dragged his weak body and ran to the old guy's kitchen with his life. He was still thinking about Lin Lin: "Goddess, goddess, my buddy did my best yesterday to help save your brother. Don't be ungrateful and unkind. You don't even invite your buddy to have a meal. What's going on?"

Liu Daguanren didn't think about it himself. After finishing his work, he finished work and returned to the mountain without saying a word, and did not give Lin Lin a chance to thank him at all.

But he didn't have the heart to think about it now. He rushed into the kitchen like a hungry tiger. The sound of smashing pots and bowls came from it...

"Well……"

Liu Yang sat at the stone table in the yard, patted his belly with his right hand, and shouted: "I'm going to be so proud of myself!"

He stirred the rice that Liu Yuanchun had left with all the mixed water into the pot, and magically turned into a pot of white paste. He didn't care whether it was good or not, and the wind blew the remaining clouds into his stomach without leaving a drop of rice soup.

"It's five o'clock, this old guy can really sleep!" Liu Yang raised his legs comfortably, looked at his watch casually, and showed a hint of contempt on his face. Then, he stretched out his hand and touched his butt!

This calculation did not scare his heart, and he stood up from the stone bench like a corpse: "Where is the book? Where is it?"

The book Liu Yang mentioned is naturally "Tongtian Dharma Image". The old man kept putting the book on him after giving it to him. This thing is a treasure. If it fell on his hand, Liu Yuanchun wouldn't have eaten him raw.

He was actually not worried about this book, because the mysterious words that appeared in his mind indicated that it was "Tongtian Dharma Image", and if it was lost, it would be lost. But how should the old guy pass through that level? He had to make a fool of himself and read "Tongtian Dharma Image" to unlock the Three Evils, but now he wants to use the confidence to make fool of himself!
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