Deity of the Emperor

When Qin Chen was about to get up, the man who appeared in front of him held his hand and pulled it down.

Looking at the man in front of him, Qin Chen raised his brow.

Bloodlight disaster?

A liar full of nonsense?

Qin Chen looked at the person in front of him.

This person looks more than 40 years old, has a thin body, and has long hair like wormwood, withered and messy.

And he was wearing a Taoist robe.

The most important thing is that this robe, a dark red, doesn't look like a Taoist dress at all.

At this moment, the red-robed Taoist seized Qin Chen's hand and pressed it to Qin Chen abruptly, then unscrupulously picked up the chicken leg on the table and gnawed it.

"My son, don't leave in a hurry. The old Taoist priest is very hungry. Eat something first, and then tell you what is your recent blood disaster!"

The Taoist priest said, but he did not delay eating.

Qin Chen Shi Shiran sat down, watched the Taoist eat, and even poured the wine by himself and started drinking.

"Waste!"

The red Taoist sighed, "How can I waste it, monks of my generation?"

The red Taoist ate a lot of fun.

Xiao Er also saw the red-robed Taoist who was bothering the guests, and he was going to chase people, but was stopped by Qin Chen.

After a full meal, the red Taoist patted his stomach, quite satisfied.

"Young Master Nianzai invited the old Taoist to a meal, and the old Taoist told the Young Master about your blood and light disaster."

The red Taoist priest looked at Qin Chen, and then said, "My son, are you going to Red Mountain?"

"Ok!"

Qin Chen nodded lightly.

Ok?

Gone?

The Taoist priest in red looked at Qin Chen with a wrong face.

This young man in front of me is not easy to fool! If you were to be someone else, you would be surprised, and shouted: Oh, how did you know the master?

But Qin Chen... doesn't seem surprised at all.

"You are not curious, how did I know the old Taoist priest?"

The red Taoist asked curiously.

"In this restaurant just now, the discussion was nothing but two things, the Kyushu War and the Red Mountain Incident."

Qin Chen slowly said: "You have observed that I have a cup of tea time. When I heard Hongshan time, I got up and prepared to leave. Isn't it hard to guess?"

The red Taoist blushed, and then he smiled: "So the son knew that the old Taoist was observing you!"

The Taoist priest in red immediately said: "Actually, I was attracted by the rainbow light shrouded in the young man's body, and the young man must be a rare and wealthy person in the world."

Qin Chen said amusedly: "The Taoist in red, you just said that I have a disaster of blood and light."

"That's right, if the son goes to Hongshan, isn't it a disaster of blood and light?"

The red Taoist hurriedly said: "After eating your meal, I advise you not to go."

Qin Chen smiled and said, "Why?"

"Why?

Because of danger! "

The red Taoist said directly: "Red Mountain is very dangerous. It is a forbidden area in Kyushu. It is in the Nine Yuan Continent. Powers beyond the level of the great gods will enter. That is also a dead end. Don't be impulsive."

Qin Chen said again: "You just said that I have Fuze, and the blood and light disaster in the Red Mountain can definitely be offset by my Fuze."

"No, no..." The red Taoist shook his head like a rattle, and said again: "If you go, even Fukuze will not be able to resist it."

"you've been to?"

"I..." The red Taoist was speechless for a while.

Qin Chen smiled and said, "I haven't finished this meal, old Taoist priest, you have eaten, you and I will say goodbye!"

"Don't don't don't."

The red-robed Taoist grabbed Qin Chen's arm and said, "Since you insist on going, I will give you an answer to the old Taoist?"

"Forget it?"

Qin Chen smiled and said: "Fortune-telling is a flicker for mortals. If you want to fortune-telling to warriors, you have to understand the heavenly stems and earthly branches, and more importantly, understand the fortune of the heavens and the earth."

"Generally speaking, the one who understands this point better is the formation master. The more powerful the formation master, when constructing a large formation, it will respond to the situation of the world and have some understanding of the path of air transport."

"Old Taoist priest, are you an array master?"

Hearing these words, the old Taoist was immediately taken aback.

Qin Chen smiled: "Since you want to see it, then take a look!"

Qin Chen said, stretched out his hand and placed it on the table.

The Taoist priest in red grabbed Qin Chen's palm and couldn't help touching it, and exclaimed, "Comfortable..." "?

?

? "

Qin Chen looked stunned.

"Ahem..." The Taoist priest in red coughed and coughed: "The son's hands are so soft, I have never seen such a beautiful man's hands."

"Are you good about Longyang?"

"No, absolutely not."

The red Taoist said, carefully examining Qin Chen's palm.

"My son, show me the other hand."

As he said, Qin Chen stretched out his other hand.

The Taoist priest in red looked at Qin Chen's left hand, then looked to his right hand, his eyes gradually becoming puzzled.

"Master, wait a minute!"

The red Taoist said, his palm stretched into the cloth pocket around his waist, and he fought for a long time, then took out two broken copper coins.

That copper coin is not money, more like some weird stone.

The red Taoist held the copper coin and threw it on the table.

Two copper coins stood up at this moment.

The red Taoist's eyes were staring, and he looked at this scene incredible.

Then, the red Taoist was cruel, bit his fingertips, dripped blood, and landed on the copper coin.

The next moment, the red Taoist priest suddenly changed his face.

His cheeks were pale and sweat was seen on his forehead. It was only for a while that his entire red clothes was wet with sweat, and then he looked at Qin Chen, dumbfounded.

"Damn!"

"Fuck!"

"what the hell!"

The red Taoist spouted out a mouthful of blood, and apart from anything else, his figure instantly turned into a stream of light and disappeared... Qin Chen smiled slightly, arranged his clothes, got up and left.

The red-robed Taoist hiding in an alleyway in Shangjing City was panting, blood flowing out of his mouth, and blood leaking out of his eyes, ears and nostrils.

"Impossible, impossible..." The red Taoist priest kept wiping blood, and the blood kept flowing out.

Looking at the two copper coins in his hand, they have split at this moment, and the red Taoist muttered: "How is it possible, how is it possible...The old Taoist priest, I have spent three days and so many years, how can I almost lose my life!"

The red Taoist priest wiped the blood on his face, but the copper coin in his hand fell to the ground, suddenly turning into dust.

At this moment, the copper coin powder turned into a pattern on the ground, a pattern formed by the intersection of a dragon and a phoenix.

Under the pattern, the powder was turned into a series of ancient characters, even the red Taoist priest himself could not understand.

"Ma De, heaven really can't be calculated randomly. Old Taoist priest, how did I know that after a meal, I actually met such a god-defying lord..." "What is his fate... Dragon?

phoenix?

The dragon and the phoenix are with him, and it's not just a fate, it's messy, the old Taoist priests are all dumbfounded..."