In this world, each sect has been passed down for a long time. Even if there are three or two sects or those who have no sects, the methods he practices can be traced back to a distant era.

Yi Yan clearly knows what the difference between himself and the real destiny man is. A real destiny man must be proficient in the same calculation technique, which is the basis. In addition to being proficient in the calculation method of his own sect, he also needs to have an understanding of the calculation method of other sects. In this way, walking between heaven and earth, people will not be able to know their whereabouts and destiny.

After the Tianming people learned the calculation technique of establishing their lives in the master's sect, they could go out to find the life spirit. Some say that the Tianming people are actually only those who have the life spirit as soon as they are born, and another one said that they had to find it by themselves. Yi Yan guessed in his heart that there should be two types. If he could receive the kind of person who had the life spirit in his body, he would be a disciple with good talent.

The method of calculating is not the same as Yi Yan. I only know that there are divination, five elements, stems and branches, astrology, eight characters, appearance, character measurement, lottery, and yellow bird calculation methods in the world, each with different emphasis.

Even Yi Yan doesn't know the same thing, this is where Yi Yan can't match them. However, Yi Yan's soul has the same effect as their life spirits, but those life spirits are not the same, but different, so the ability of life spirits is also different. Compared with the soul, those life spirits need to be fed, and there are many rumors as to what to feed.

Compared with the growthability of the soul, the life spirit is obviously much worse than the life spirit of the turtle soul. The magical power of the life spirit of many people is actually very weak, and the ability displayed is also looming. The life spirit is a powerful helping thing for the destiny of heaven.

When observing the heaven and earth, observing the fate of people, and finding things, the fate spirits of those destiny are not as good as the primordial spirit. The primordial spirits have many mysterious wonders, and the destiny spirits also have many mysterious wonders, especially good at tricks. However, the combination of destiny and destiny spirits by combining the destiny spirits with the destiny spirits will not be much worse than the primordial spirits of Yi Yan. But no matter what it is, it depends on one's own cultivation.

The two came to the depths of Zijing Mountain. Although Yi Yan didn't have any qi of looking for the dragon, looking for acupoints, when he came here, he felt a fire waves pounced on his face, and this feeling flashed away. He knew that this was because the resentment in the hearts of people in the mountains gathered here, so this burning aura appeared.

This is Yi Yan's third time here. This house is built against the mountain and is quite large. The wood used is very good.

There were steps built by the tree section, climbing up the steps, and the main entrance was tall. There were guards at the door, and they recognized Yi Yan, but they did not stop him. Just one person went in and informed him first.

Yi Yan followed closely behind. The first time he was called by Xiao Chaogui, the second time he was called by Hong Xiuquan, and this time he was called by Yang Xiuqing. Although they were all here three times, they were not in the same room. Outside, they looked connected, hidden among trees, and could not see the whole picture clearly. When they came in, they knew that there was indeed a lot of difference inside.

When he came to the first door, the person who had already come in to report before said, "Heavenly Father let you in."

Since he returned to the Zijing Mountain, most of the people in the mountains would shout sir when they saw him, but the young man called out the word "you", and there was no respect in his eyes, from bottom to top, and from top to bottom.

In the entire Zijing Mountain, only Yang Xiuqing was disliked by him, because Yi Yan had killed his people. The young man who informed him must have been Yang Xiuqing's person, otherwise he would not have such an exclusion from Yi Yan, and there was a slight hostility.

He became more and more alert. He lifted the curtain and saw a living room with seats on all sides, with a small table in the middle of each two seats. But now there are only two people here, one of which is naturally Yang Xiuqing, and the other is someone Yi Yan had never seen before.

This man had a pair of fine eyes, which were eyes that could see through fate. Yi Yan only felt that his eyes could see through him. Of course, this was impossible. If he was really so powerful, then his junior brother Bu Xiao would no longer have to practice methods to spy on his origin. Yi Yan's heart was like a mirror.

Yi Yan just looked at him and stopped looking at him. He came to Yang Xiuqing, called "Heavenly Father" and stopped talking.

Although he came to take refuge in Zijing Mountain, he could not be able to be humble and please. Fortunately, as a destiny man, he had already left between heaven and earth. Moreover, a month ago, Yi Yan showed a value that ordinary destiny man did not have.

Those who can see the opportunity of heaven and earth and calculate the fate of heaven and earth in the Qing Dynasty must be the master of destiny, who is not comparable to ordinary destiny, but Yiyan is considered an alternative destiny master.

However, Yi Yan's reputation in Zijing Mountain spread, and Yang Xiuqing also knew that Yi Yan could never calculate the fate of any person.

Yang Xiuqing's body was emitting a compelling aura all the time. He pointed to the chair next to him and said, "Sit. You are the destiny master of the God Cult. I will introduce you to someone. This is the disciple of Tianzhao Secret Dharma Sect - Taoist Feixing."

Yi Yan faced the Feixing Taoist Priest, and the Feixing Taoist Priest also looked at him. He smiled peacefully and his smile flashed.

Yi Yan did not answer the conversation, and there was no expression on his face. However, Taoist Master Feixing said after a smile: "I heard that there was a destiny master in Zijing Mountain. When I was observing the fate of the heaven and earth in the Qing Dynasty, I saw the golden dragon lying empty, and the scales and armor were bleeding all over the ground. I had been longing for seeing it once. Today I can be said to have the blessing of three lives."

He said it was very polite, but there was no respect in the politeness. Yi Yan was a little surprised at first, and then he realized that what he saw in the Qing Dynasty told them that day, it was normal that they would spread it.

Yi Yan is not the kind of person who always wants to be respected by others, but when he heard He Zhiwen say that this person was Bu Xiao’s senior brother, he already understood that the visitor would be unkind.

"The false name of a flower is not trustworthy."

"A person who is humble always makes people feel good about it, but since I heard the name of the gentleman, I have been like a bone in my throat, unable to eat or sleep." Taoist Master Feixing said slowly, and a special mental pressure came straight in his voice.

"What's the uneasy thing about Taoist Master Feixing? Please tell me." Yi Yan sat there, closed his eyes and said slowly slowly. He looked like he was in a state of mind.

Fei Xing smiled and said, "I have a junior brother named Bu Xiao. Can you recognize the seven constellations?"

Yi Yan smiled the same way, but his smile flashed and his smile disappeared. His face, which was already three-point cold, became more and more serious. He only heard him say coldly: "I know, he wants to be against me, and I have killed him."

Yi Yan's words were very direct, and his tone was not very strong, but there was a sharpness that exposed the sword's edge from the scabbard.

Yang Xiuqing was also stunned. He looked at Yi Yan up and down as if he had known him for the first time. Before, Yi Yan was not very good in his heart, or he had no good feelings for the practitioners in the world, just as he had no good feelings for the wealthy people in the world.

He thought in his heart that these people were just good luck and had better backgrounds. Apart from that, there was nothing outstanding. If their conditions were put on him, he would definitely do better than them. Moreover, recently, there have been constant practitioners approaching him, revealing a new meaning, and he became increasingly indifferent to practitioners.

But he never thought that he had been a cultivator himself, and most of the cultivators in the world were no longer his rivals.

At this time, when he heard Yi Yan say this, he couldn't help but think in his heart: "He is brave."

Looking at Taoist Feixing's face was already as deep as water. He stared at Yi Yan, but Yi Yan just closed his eyes, which made him feel unfathomable.

"Do you know that is my junior brother?" Taoist Master Feixing asked coldly.

"I don't know." Yi Yan replied.

"Now now, what do you want?" Taoist Master Feixing asked again.

"Not very good." Yi Yan replied calmly and quickly.

However, although this conversation was only timely, it was like a sword and a sword. In Yi Yan's eyes, Taoist Feixing was lying on his back, which looked like a ghost or a demon. Yi Yan knew that it was a life spirit.

"Are the spirits of life all like this kind of monster wandering between heaven and earth?": A thought flashed through his mind.

"There is no one in the Secret Dharma Sect of Tianzhao." Taoist Master Feixing said coldly.

"He wants to harm me, let alone the Tianzhao Secret Dharma Sect, even the Kunlun disciples, can kill me even if they can." Yi Yan said quickly, his words were extremely fast, like a very tight string, and it buzzed with touch and pull.

Since he was chased by the "Heavenly Heaven", his mind has changed. If his mind has become gloomy during the period before and after Kunming City, then in the past few months after being chased, his mind has not only become gloomy, but also becomes much sharper and sharper. Once he is attacked, he will stab out like an awl in his pocket.

At this moment, Yang Xiuqing smiled and said, "Both are practitioners, why should we remember life and death? I heard that practitioners act like this with the purpose of cutting off thoughts and emotions."

Yang Xiuqing's words were a bit unreasonable. If it weren't for saying this at this time, maybe the two of them wouldn't fight, but instead had to deal with him first. But now Yi Yan and Feixing Taoist each have their own ideas. After hearing Yang Xiuqing's words, they suddenly became soft and stopped confronting each other.

Then Yang Xiuqing spoke alone, Yi Yan was silent, Feixing Taoist smiled, and did not say anything about looking for Yi Yan until the end, as if he was just introducing Taoist Master Feixing and Yi Yan to know each other.

Not long after, Yi Yan returned home and after breakfast with Yi An, Yi Yan wanted to go out to practice spells, but Yi An called Yi Yan and said, "Brother, I want to learn spells too."

Yi Yan stared at Yi An with his closed eyes, frowned slightly. When Yi An saw Yi Yan without answering for a moment, he asked again: "Okay, brother, just teach me, I will definitely be able to learn it once."

Yi Yan had thought about teaching Yi An to practice, but he denied it again and again. The practice of practice is not just about reading and practicing calligraphy, nor is it about reciting poetry and singing. It is about killing people, enduring loneliness and loneliness, and enduring darkness and fear.

Yang Xiuqing said that practitioners aim to cut off thoughts and emotions. Although this is wrong, practitioners do not aim for this, they will inevitably become cold and ruthless on the road of cultivation. Even the Buddhist compassionate people exudes a difficult and covert scent of life.

"Practice is very hard." Yi Yan said slowly.

"Cultivation is very hard." Yi An followed and said, "I am not afraid of suffering." She obviously failed to understand what the suffering Yi Yan said. Before Yi Yan could say it again, she said, "But I don't want to practice, I just need to learn magic."

Yi Yan's heart moved slightly, but he smiled and said, "Let's talk about it in a few days."

He already had a feeling in his heart that he might have to go out recently. This feeling came from Yang Xiuqing's actions today. He could not have just invited himself to meet Taoist Master Feixing like this.

Seeing that Yi Yan did not refuse, Yi An smiled happily.

Yi Yan went out and found a place to escape.

It is still winter now, but it is warm here and winter is not very cold. Yi Yan has left Zijing Mountain. Although Zijing Mountain is big, it doesn’t take much time for Yi Yan to come out.

He doesn't want to practice magic in Zijing Mountain. It is certainly better for others to know his background than others to know.

While leaving Zijing Mountain, he sensed the mystery of the Sun Essence Fire.

After leaving Zijing Mountain, he came to an empty and deserted place. He let the spells he knew in the talisman seal and chant.

His divine thoughts were beating, and with the sound of the long and strange spell, a series of red white flames slowly appeared within three feet of the radius centered on him.

The flames appeared quietly, looking extremely beautiful, like flowers blooming in nothingness. However, Yi Yan, who was in it, had sweat rolled out. In just a moment, his clothes had a burnt smell.

It was morning when the sun's essence fire was summoned for the first time, and the time was short, so he didn't feel like this now. At this moment, he was secretly shocked and said to himself: "It's so hot before touching the flame, and I don't know what it would look like if the sun's essence fire was touched."

These thoughts just flashed in his heart, and the sun's essence fire floated around him. The moment the spell and the essence fire appeared, his divine thoughts formed the talisman seal, or that there was only the talisman seal in his heart. This was a mysterious feeling, just like a person practicing swordsmanship, and finally stopped and kept an extremely difficult posture unchanged, still, and frozen.

Keeping a posture unchanged requires a lot of physical energy. Now Yi Yan only feels that his divine thoughts are passing by rapidly, as if a bottomless pit is devouring his divine thoughts. He quickly dissipated his magic. First, he was unwilling to consume his divine thoughts in one go, and second, his hair and clothes were already curling, which was a sign that he was about to burn.

When the sun's essence fire is dispersed, the temperature around it is still very high, and it is so rich that it cannot even be blown away by the wind. However, relatively speaking, as long as it is not the sun's essence fire, Yi Yan doesn't care much.

He once again felt the meaning of Tao in the talisman seal. After a long time, he suddenly reached out and slashed in front of him, and his ten fingers seemed to be slid in a mess, which felt like he was building a three-dimensional space.

As his hands and ten fingers moved in front of him, he recited a spell at the same time, and a few feet away suddenly appeared in a void with red flames in white. The flames only remained for a while and then disappeared.

Yi Yan said in his heart: "Although it was the first audition, it did not deviate much from the position."

At the same time, he thought to himself that during the two auditions, the flames were a little erratic. What was the reason?

He did not want the flames to remain still. In his opinion, the still flames may not hurt the enemy. He wanted to find the reasons that made the flames erratic and controlled.

After a few more auditions, he decided that it was because his mind power could not be fixed, so the sun's essence fire became unstable.

He sat down cross-legged, after a long time, he suddenly moved, his hands and ten fingers rolled in front of him, and then the sound of spells sounded, and flames appeared in the distance, and the flames flew in a mess and disappeared in an instant.

However, soon the sound of the spell broke out again, and the sun's essence fire appeared again and again.

Yi Yan felt a wave of weakness hitting his heart. If the divine mind was exhausted, he would feel like he could not follow his heart, and if the magic power was exhausted, he would feel like he would feel hungry.

After sitting in meditation for a long time, he started practicing again after his mindfulness recovered. From morning until dusk, he forgot to go back to eat food.

The sun sets behind the mountain, Yi Yan sat cross-legged there motionlessly. The red and white color in the sky slowly dimmed, but at the moment when the sun disappeared, Yi Yan suddenly formed seals with both hands, and both hands were shrouded in golden light. Void lines appeared in the void, and those lines formed a cage-like space.

At the same time, his spell sounded in the void, not like the sound of a human, but like the sounds naturally made between heaven and earth.

The void in the distance suddenly became blurred. Suddenly, flames emerged and quickly fell towards the earth. The flames passed through the void, like beams of light, and the sounds sounded, and the flames fell on the ground, and there was no special sound. However, after the rain of fire, a pit appeared in the open space. The pit was no longer soil, but gray-white dust, and its vitality was extinct.

Yi Yan sat for a while before he stood up. He was very happy that this spell had finally been practiced, no longer a simple condensed sun essence fire.

Every spell in this world has only one foundation, and then it is superbly applied by people. Therefore, there is never a fixed spell. If someone obtains the spell that condenses the sun's essence fire, no one knows what kind of spell it will eventually evolve into.
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