Tian Yuan

"Can't the son figure it out?"

Chen Qingyuan asked.

"Although I know a little about the art of dunjia, I am still a mortal. I don't know what Mr. Chen is thinking."

The son's name is Nangongge.

"Kunlun Realm, Jiang Liubai."

Chen Qingyuan said a name.

"Oh?" Nangong Ge narrowed his eyes slightly, his expression was flat: "Why are you looking for him?"

"Brother Chang has heard Jiang Liubai's name for a long time, and has never had the opportunity to discuss it. This visit, I want to find out Jiang Liubai's whereabouts and fight against him."

Chen Qingyuan pushed Chang Ziqiu out without changing his face.

"..." Chang Ziqiu was speechless and fell silent.

"is it?"

Nangongge took a deep look at Chen Qingyuan, as if he saw through the lies.

However, Nangong Ge didn't expose it: "What a coincidence, I know where Jiang Liubai is."

"What price do we have to pay for inquiring about the news?"

Chen Qingyuan was mentally prepared to bleed.

"No, it's free."

Although Nangongge met Chen Qingyuan for the first time, she knew Chen Qingyuan very well, and had thoroughly studied his preferences and temperament.

"Good man!"

The more Chen Qingyuan looked at Nangong Ge, the more pleasing it was.

It's not like someone who wants to split the bill with me.

"Two years ago, I met Jiang Liubai." Nangongge began to talk about Jiang Liubai's affairs: "His cultivation is the best among his peers, and he has stepped into the tribulation stage with one foot. However, it was still a little bit late. You are here in Langya, and I hope to let me guide you."

"He's about to break into the Tribulation Realm, this guy is really perverted!"

If Chen Qingyuan remembered correctly, Jiang Liubai was about the same age as him, not even five hundred years old.

It is difficult to find a monk in the tribulation period under the age of five hundred for tens of thousands of years.

"It's indeed a monster." Nangongge nodded in praise: "Jiang Liubai has two souls in one body, and his talent is so high that it is rare to meet him in 10 years. Throughout the current world, only Mr. Chen can overwhelm him."

"Your Majesty is serious, I can't do it."

Chen Qingyuan said modestly.

"You can not?"

These words came out of Nangong Ge's mouth, coupled with his expression that seemed to be a smile but not a smile, there was something in the words.

"..."

Chen Qingyuan was tongue-tied and didn't bother to pay attention.

"Speaking of business, Jiang Liubai's current location is a little far away from here. Lizhi Starfield, the sky lacks stars, Liang Guo."

Nangongge stopped teasing and spoke seriously.

"Lizhi Starfield." Chen Qingyuan lowered his eyebrows and thought, and a trace of surprise flashed in his eyes: "Isn't that the barren land of Dizhou? What is Jiang Liubai doing there?"

"He wants to break through the realm and enter the tribulation, there is an opportunity for him there."

Jiang Liubai came to Langya Villa two years ago and had a conversation with Nangongge.Going to a remote place was Nangong Ge's advice.

"That's it." Chen Qingyuan understood and nodded slightly.

Knowing the exact location of Jiang Liubai, Chen Qingyuan got up and was ready to go.

"and many more."

Nangongge called out.

"What advice does the prince have?"

Chen Qingyuan lowered his eyes suddenly, and looked at the sitting Nangongge.

"I see that Mr. Chen's fate has changed, and I want to count it in."

A thin red line invisible to the naked eye is located on the top of Chen Qingyuan's head, appearing and disappearing from time to time.Others can't see it, only Nangong Ge's eyes can see it.

Innate holy pupil, the only one in the world.

"Oh?" Chen Qingyuan became a little interested, and sat down again: "Do you need to pay for fortune-telling, my son? If you need it, then that's all."

"free."

Nangongge smiled lightly.

"Okay, how can I cooperate with you?"

Of course, Chen Qingyuan would not refuse free fortune-telling.

"Lend you a strand of hair."

Nangong Ge said.

"Give."

Chen Qingyuan used his index finger as a knife, cut off a strand of black hair from his temples, and handed it out.

Reaching out to take the hair, a faint blue flame appeared in Nangong Ge's palm, burning the hair instantly.

Immediately afterwards, he slowly closed his eyes and pinched his fingers to calculate.

After a while, Nangongge withdrew his raised right hand, opened his amber eyes, frowned slightly, looked at Chen Qingyuan with strange eyes, and hesitated to speak.

"Speak up!" Seeing Nangong Ge's expression, Chen Qingyuan felt itchy, fearing that something might happen, he hurried to urge her.

"You...should have a baby."

After being silent for a while, Nangongge told the calculated result.

"You said I have a child?" Chen Qingyuan laughed suddenly: "Shit, I'm still a child, I'm alone, where can I have a child?"

Chang Ziqiu looked at the excitement with a very rich expression.To be honest, he didn't believe that Chen Qingyuan would have a child, it was probably because Nan Gongge's calculation was wrong.

"I can't make a mistake." Nangongge insisted: "If I try to deduce, there will only be two results. Either, the secrets are unpredictable, and the ability is limited, so you can't peep; or, the truth is found, and it's not bad at all."

Just like Chen Qingyuan's complex cause and effect, Nan Gongge has calculated many times, but it is a chaotic scene that cannot be peeped.

"Impossible, you must be wrong this time."

Chen Qingyuan would at most go to the land of smoke and willows to listen to music, keep his life clean, and never have too much involvement with the opposite sex.

Inexplicably, a child will appear, and the dog does not believe it.

"Old Chang, do you believe it?"

Chen Qingyuan turned to look at Chang Ziqiu and asked.

Regarding this, Chang Ziqiu shook his head and remained silent, apparently doubting Nangong Ge's calculation.

If it was said that Chen Qingyuan would go bankrupt, Chang Ziqiu would more or less believe it.As for having a child, it is absolutely impossible.

"My lord, you still have to practice hard, don't be lazy."

Chen Qingyuan didn't take it seriously.

"Please forgive me for being rude, just say one more word." The maid in white skirt couldn't listen any longer, and she couldn't let outsiders slander the son's ability, so she bowed and saluted with a serious expression: "The son is the holy eye, who can see the secrets of heaven. Hundreds of years Come on, there has never been an example of the prince miscalculating."

After finishing speaking, the maid in white dress knew that she had broken the rules and was rude to the distinguished guests, so she pleaded guilty to the son: "My maid is at fault, I would like to go to the penalty hall to receive fifty sticks."

Immediately, the maid in white skirt turned and left.

Outside the ancient pavilion, only the maids in pink skirts were left to serve, with expressionless faces.

Nangongge's expression was indifferent, similar situations were common.

It's not that Nangongge is ruthless, but that the rules are unbreakable.

How can the hostess and the guest be interrupted by drinking tea and talking about things?Even the act of protecting the lord is not advisable, and it is easy to ruin the family style.

Once the rules are established, they must be enforced.

If there is an exception today, there will be an exception tomorrow.If the time is long, if the master is not the master, and the ministers are not ministers, disasters will happen.

"I don't blame her."

Chen Qingyuan looked at the back of the maid in white skirt leading the charge, and said that he was not angry.

"It's okay, the rules set by the ancestors."

Nangongge smiled slightly.

"The rules of the big forces are really strict."

Chen Qingyuan complained.

As soon as the voice fell, he got up and walked.

The news has been received, there should be no delay, act now.

Chang Ziqiu followed closely, preparing to go down the mountain the same way he came.

"Mr. Chen, the hexagram calculated for you will never be wrong. It may be as short as half a year, or as long as two years. You will definitely have a child."

Nangongge looked at Chen Qingyuan's back that was drifting away, and said firmly.

Although I don't know where the child came from, it must be true.

Nangong Ge truly captured that trace of celestial fluctuations.