Xianhong Road

Chapter 1136 Mysterious Zhang Daxian (third shift)

Yang Fan's first thought was, did this scoundrel escape without permission?
"Sanggong, did something happen to Chen'er?"

Deng Shiyao said worryingly.

Yang Fan pondered for a while, then shook his head.

With Yang Chen's intelligence, it is impossible to think that if he wants to escape from his father's senses, he probably has no chance of success.

Then, he would reincarnate his senses, covering the entire Dayue star, with a hint of surprise in his eyes.

"He's still on Dayue Star."

Yang Fan said categorically.

As soon as the voice fell, his figure disappeared in a layer of wheel-shaped virtual light.

At the same time, on the eastern continent of Dayue Star, on a bustling street.

Yang Chen stood in front of a "Mr. Fortune Teller".

There was a small wooden table on the spot, with a gossip plate on it, and two flags and flags beside it.

The banner on the left is white, with strange characters written: Fate is impermanent, ten hexagrams are not allowed
The banner on the right is pure black, with scrawled characters: It is only natural to pay off debts.

"Young man Yang, are you still going to continue to tell divinations? I only calculate three hexagrams a day, and the cost of the next hexagram is very valuable."

The person who spoke was a girl about sixteen or seventeen years old, dressed in ragged clothes, with a rather delicate face, bright eyes, but a somewhat old-fashioned demeanor.

"The calculation just now has already used up all the fairy stones on my body. Can you use a little less, girl? I will use two fairy treasures as collateral, how about it?"

However, Yang Chen seemed to be fascinated, attracted by the fortune teller, his eyes fixed on her, and he remained motionless.

Yang Fan silently appeared at the other end of the bustling street, frowning slightly: "What kind of power can shield my senses?"

Looking at Yang Chen's expression, it was obvious that he had been fooled by this fortune teller.

The fortune-telling girl's beauty was not outstanding, and her shabby clothes made her look even more ordinary, so she probably didn't have the charm to make Yang Chen fall in love at first sight.

But Yang Chen begged very pitifully: "Girl, please do another divination for me. Just one divination, the last divination, please?"

"Call me Zhang Daxian."

The fortune-telling girl stroked her bangs in a carefree manner, and there was a cunning look in those transparent eyes.

"Yes, Zhang Daxian."

Yang Chen saluted again and again, with an air of respect.

Swish! !

The fortune-telling girl shook her slender hand, and on the pure black flag on the left, there was a debt repayment, which was a matter of course.

"It's not impossible to do another fortune-telling. However, you have to owe me the fee for one fortune-telling."

The fortune teller said with a wide smile.

"All right!!"

Yang Chen nodded quickly, thinking to himself: "After I finish the calculation, I will leave Dayuexing soon, where will you find me then?"

But when he thought about the previous hexagram, he was actually extorted by this woman for all the immortal stones in his body, and he felt a pain in his flesh.

"Okay, then what are you going to do?"

The ragged girl snorted softly.

"Can you calculate whether my future achievements will surpass my father's."

Yang Chen said seriously.

"Row."

The girl stretched out her white jade hand, shook it lightly, and a purple bell on it rang "Ding Ding", and then the pointer on the eight trigrams plate on the wooden table, and the black and white flags on both sides, automatically without wind.

The girl who called herself "Zhang Daxian" closed her bright eyes slightly, and opened them after a while, smiling slightly.

"What's the result?"

Yang Chen said nervously.

"Do you really want to know?" The girl blinked her eyes, "Fate is impermanent, ten hexagrams are inaccurate. You really want to live in a known destiny."

"Hurry up." Yang Chen said eagerly.

"If Ben Daxian says 'no', you will definitely not be convinced. So...you can."

The girl looked mysterious.

Hearing this, Yang Chen couldn't help being startled, and then took a deep breath: "Very accurate."

He has a strong self-confidence in his heart, and he is convinced that he will surpass his father in the future.

If Zhang Daxian said no, he would most likely be dissatisfied and think that she was inaccurate.

"Then dare to ask the Great Immortal if I can do it."

Yang Chen's heart beat faster and he was very nervous.

"After the second hexagram is calculated, you owe me the money for the first hexagram."

The girl is playing tricks.

"You..." Yang Chen was furious, pointed at the girl, trembling slightly.

The fortune teller was so shameless that she gave him a seemingly ambiguous answer.

"The next time we meet, I will ask you for the fee owed."

After the girl finished speaking, she began to collect the stalls.

"Stop, you liar, pay me back quickly!!"

Yang Chen reached out and grabbed the fortune-teller's hand.

"My lord, in public, men and women are not allowed to kiss each other."

The fortune-teller smiled charmingly, looking extremely shy.

"You!" Yang Chen blushed and let go of her hand.

After so many years of cultivation, he is still a stupefied young man who has never held hands with a woman.

"Heck, I'm just kidding you, it's so cute..."

The fortune teller covered her face and smiled, and quickly closed the stall.

Black lines appeared on Yang Chen's face.

Yang Fan, who was on the other side of the street, couldn't stand it anymore, and was even embarrassed to admit that this was his son.

The son of the majestic Daoist Daoist was fooled and molested by a woman in the street?

"Before I leave, the little girl will give you another hexagram for free, to complete today's three numbers."

The fortune teller looked at him with a smile.

"What hexagram?" Yang Chen subconsciously asked.

"You're going to be out of luck!"

The girl threw the space ring away from the stand, and then danced happily to others, gradually disappearing in the crowd.

Yang Chen stood there in a daze.

The magical fortune-telling girl brought him a brand new experience.

"Hehe, girl, are you leaving so soon?"

A man walked out of the wheel-shaped virtual light that appeared out of thin air, blocking the girl's way.

"Father!"

Yang Chen's face was pale, and he was a little panicked.

The person who blocked the fortune-telling girl was Yang Fan who was waiting here for a while.

"Why, this nobleman, do you want to tell a fortune too?"

The girl looked at Yang Fan, her expression was no longer as old-fashioned as before.

"Yes, let's do the math."

Yang Fan smiled.

The girl waved one hand, and there were two black and white flags standing on both sides, seeming to be on guard.

"Ten hexagrams and nine hexagrams are not allowed. Today's three hangings are full, so I don't count anymore."

The girl shook her head, and continued: "The difficulty of fortune-telling depends on the individual. For noble people, small trigrams can be counted, but big trigrams can't be done. And small trigrams don't need little girls to count."

Nine out of ten hexagrams are not allowed?
Yang Fan's face was solemn, this sentence expresses a kind of truth about the impermanence of fate, full of reverence and awe for heaven and earth.

Only when we have a better understanding of fate and the sky, can we have a deep understanding of "ten hexagrams and nine inaccuracies".

"If there is nothing else, the little girl will leave. If the nobleman insists on fortune-telling, he must wait for the next time."

The girl's words were straight.

"Dare to ask the girl's name." Yang Fan became interested in this girl.

"This great immortal is Zhang Xiaoyu, who is known by people in the world as 'ten hexagrams and nine inaccuracies'."

The girl blinked her eyes, then glanced at Yang Chen, who was at a loss behind his back, with a gloating look.

Swish!

With a wave of the black and white flags, the mysterious fortune teller 'Zhang Xiaoyu' suddenly became transparent and then disappeared without a trace.

"Zhang Xiaoyu."

Yang Fan read the name lightly.

When he unfolded his sense of reincarnation, he could no longer find the whereabouts of the mysterious woman.

Yang Qi also read these three words silently, and it was difficult to get rid of that strange woman who was sometimes playful and sometimes old-fashioned in his mind.

"Go back with me."

Yang Fan came to his side in one step, and said with a stern face.

Under his father's stern gaze, Yang Qi couldn't help shivering, feeling a little guilty.

Of course he could imagine that his father found out about Zhang Xiaoyu's divination just now.

"What are you still doing?" Yang Fan glared at him.

"It's Father!!" Yang Chen shivered, left Dayue Star quickly, quickly entered Reincarnation Star Fort, stood next to Deng Shiyao, obediently sticking to each other, not daring to speak.

Returning to the Star Fort of Reincarnation, Yang Fan surprisingly did not blame his son, but said indifferently: "Let's go."

Infinite galaxy world, let me soar.

Yang Fan told Shi Yao secretly: "Be careful, don't let him sneak away."

"Don't worry, sir." Deng Shiyao knew Yang Fan's current situation and did not allow any accidents to happen to relatives and friends.

Yang Fan retreated in a few days, preparing to practice for thousands of years, hitting the initial stage of derivation.

However, even if he fled to the galaxy world, he could not truly escape the threat from Xingtian as Yang Fan imagined.

The reincarnation star castle has only been moving forward for half a month, and a deadly killing intent comes from the galaxy ahead.

This strong feeling made Yang Fan forcefully rush out of the retreat, and sighed: "I'm afraid it will be difficult to gain a foothold in the galaxy world."

"Brother Yang, could it be that the people from the Star World have chased after you?"

Yun Yuxi's expression changed slightly.

Yang Fan nodded.

"No matter how far we escape, it's useless. The supernatural power of the emperor is really terrifying."

Yang Fan's eyes flickered, as if he was thinking about something.

"Could it be the father?" Yun Yuxi lowered her head unnaturally.

"No." Yang Fan shook his head, "It's from another emperor."

Soon, the entire reincarnation star castle was ready to activate the formation.

Under the change of the Tianyi disk, the reincarnation star castle turned into a spherical shape, and a layer of blue crystal black ice armor completely enveloped the entire star castle.

Yang Fan pondered for a moment, but did not immediately bring the Star Fort of Reincarnation into Xianhong's space.

A few hours later, in the galaxy ahead, a glaring purple lightning flew across the stars, like a sharp spear, hitting the Samsara Star Castle hard.

Ding Ding~~~~
A loud noise shook the surrounding galaxies, and several nearby planets immediately turned into powder.

This seemed to be the charged blow of an Immortal Emperor-level powerhouse! !

Star Castle of Reincarnation was hit by a purple electric spear, and the ice armor on the surface showed a crack, and the silvery metal inside splashed a brilliant spark, but it was not damaged at all! !
"Sizzle sizzle..."

The core of the reincarnation star castle's star source furnace is located, and a strong colored crystal light radiates, and the cracked ice armor part heals quickly.

"Hehe, the defense of Star Fort Reincarnation really stands the test."

Yang Fan nodded in satisfaction.

The other people in the reincarnation star castle also let out a long sigh of relief.

"The defensive power of the Star Castle is stronger than expected." Tianjiang was full of surprise: "In the case of activating the defensive supernatural power, the full attack of the Xuanxian First Layer did not harm the body at all. The people in the Star Castle were only slightly injured. Vibration, as long as the cultivation level reaches above that of a true immortal, they will not suffer substantial damage."

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