Li Chunfeng really couldn't hold it in these days, so he came to Xiaodao Temple to find Gu Qing. He had seen him in the palace. Wu Mei was welcomed by him. Gu Qing was not there, but Sun Simiao was there. Looking at Wu Mei's face, Li Chunfeng fell into deep thought again. Many years ago, his master told Yuan Tiangang that although this woman was a woman, she had an emperor's destiny and could be the emperor.

Looking at her face carefully, Li Chunfeng thought of Gu Qing's emperor appearance, who was responsible for the prosperity of the world. Gu Qing's fate steadily suppressed Wu Mei's fate.

"Master Li Chunfeng Gu Qing is no longer there. Is there anything else?" Wu Mei saw Li Chunfeng standing there.

From a distance, Sun Simiao was packing herbs in the Taoist temple, "Doctor Sun, I haven't seen you for a long time."

Sun Simiao straightened his waist with difficulty, "Li Chunfeng!"

Li Chunfeng walked into the door, "It's been several years since we parted."

"Is Yuan Tiangang okay?" Sun Simiao asked.

"Master has passed away for some days." Li Chunfeng said, "I'll come to Gu Qing to see that he is not here."

"That kid doesn't know where he went." Although he had no connection with Yuan Tiangang, he was also a little sad, "How did he leave?"

"It's a good trip." Li Chunfeng said, "but before leaving, he said that there will be major changes in the Tang Dynasty within a hundred years. At first, I thought it was Wu Mei, but after seeing Gu Qing, I became more and more unable to see through the lifeline of the Tang Dynasty."

"Calculate the heaven, the earth, the human fortune." Sun Simiao put down the herbs in his hand, "My disciple often said that fate is in his own hands, and it has never been destined by heaven. Why do you say that my fate is up to me and not by heaven?"

"Gu Qing's fate seems to be not in this world." Li Chunfeng's face was solemn.

"I sometimes feel this way, it seems like he comes from another world." Sun Simiao said.

Wu Mei cleaned the broken Taoist temple, but didn't hear anything they said, humming the songs she had heard on her phone.

"Old man, girl, I'm back. Is there anything to eat? I'm so hungry."

Gu Qing's lazy voice came from the door. When Wu Mei heard Gu Qing wanted to eat, she came to the stove to prepare a pot to cook. Cheng Chumo took the person away as soon as he arrived. Gu Qing didn't even have anything to eat, thinking in her heart that the little girl had already included Cheng Chumo on the blacklist of guests.

"Gu Qing, you know me." Li Chunfeng caressed his beard.

"I don't know you!" Gu Qing raised his eyes and looked at the other party, "Who are you?"

"I was standing behind His Majesty in the palace, do you remember?" Li Chunfeng asked again.

"I don't remember!" Gu Qing tied the donkey and shouted inside, "Girl, put some pickles."

This guy didn't take himself seriously at all, twitched the corners of his mouth hard, and Li Chunfeng took a step forward, "I'm Li Chunfeng!"

"Li Chunfeng?" Gu Qing suddenly realized, "Are you sick?"

"You are sick!" Li Chunfeng looked at the boy's behavior and was angry.

"What are you asking my master to do if you are not sick?" Gu Qing said.

Li Chunfeng's face gradually turned pale...

Gu Qing helped Sun Simiao pack herbs, "Master will not interact with such people in the future. I heard that he seems crazy."

Li Chunfeng's face turned from white to blue...

"Master, look." Gu Qing pointed at Li Chunfeng's face, "His face turned blue and white sometimes, and he was probably sick!"

"That was angered by you!" Li Chunfeng stomped his feet and was about to leave. He couldn't talk to this person, which was a life-long failure! After walking two steps, he stopped again. What was I doing here?

Wu Mei handed the porridge to Gu Qing when it became hot.

"Gu Qing, I ask you where the mystery of the multiplication formula comes from." Li Chunfeng turned around and asked.

He sucked the porridge in his mouth and swallowed Gu Qing and took another bite of the steamed bun. "I used to teach me a math teacher, but I don't know what he is now."

"Mathematics? Mathematics?" Li Chunfeng became interested, "Where is your teacher?"

"In a place you can't find no matter how you look for it." Gu Qing smiled and ate the porridge quickly, and said to Li Chunfeng, "This multiplication formula is simple, and even more difficult."

The multiplication formula table makes the numerology simpler. Li Chunfeng found that with this multiplication formula table, more people will learn the numerology in the future. He can read all over the Tang Dynasty and be considered a master of numerology.

"I'm asking you again, what's more difficult than multiplication formulas." Li Chunfeng took another step forward.

"I won't tell you." Gu Qing sneered, handed the bowl in his hand to Wu Mei, and swayed on the recliner.

"You!" Li Chunfeng shouted, "What an arrogant boy. If you have a multiplication formula, you will treat yourself as a master of numbers? I will come to meet you today."

"Girl, I'm a little thirsty." Gu Qing said.

Wu Mei knew that Gu Qing liked to drink tea after meals, so she put the tea leaves in the bamboo cup and brewed them and handed them to Gu Qing, "The tea leaves are about to disappear."

"It's okay, I've asked the monk to pick tea in the beginning of spring." Gu Qing said.

The cold wind blew Li Chunfeng's clothes. Did this kid ignore himself...

"Gu Qing must not be rude." Sun Simiao saw that the atmosphere was wrong.

Bored Gu Qing drank tea and said to Li Chunfeng, "Actually, I respect you very much. You are proficient in astronomy, calendar calculation, and Taoism. You wrote Tuibei pictures with Yuan Tiangang. Of course, your attainments are not as good as you. I have never regarded myself as a master of mathematics, nor have the intention to fight you."

As soon as Li Tai arrived at the door of the Taoist temple, he heard the sound inside. Li Chunfeng is here?

"I don't have the heart to fight with me? What does your hypocritical attitude mean?" Li Chunfeng said aggressively, "You know how to count. I ask you what is the average 639 points."

Gu Qing just passed his mind and said, "Everything is two or three."

Li Chunfeng asked again in surprise, "What is twice the 7,542 or more!"

As he said that, Gu Qing wrote and painted on the ground from the branch on the side, and then he replied: "15084!"

"This..." Li Chunfeng himself didn't even calculate it. Why did this kid so fast? He had been vain for a long time and it was indeed 15084. How did he calculate it? While he was wandering his eyes, he noticed what Gu Qing wrote on the ground.

"What algorithm are you writing?" Li Chunfeng couldn't understand these strange-shaped words.

"This is called a vertical style." Gu Qing wiped the numbers on the ground and wrote them in a twisted and twisted text. "A algorithm of numerology, the mystery of which is comparable to the multiplication formula table."

"Horizontal style? How to use it." Li Chunfeng stared at the ground.

"It's so cold, and my toes are almost frozen." Gu Qing said it around.

"I ask you how to use this vertical style?" Li Chunfeng strengthened his tone.
Chapter completed!