It was the first time for Xiang Que to come to Shanghai, the first time he went to the roof of Jinmao Tower, and the first time he saw the Nine Turns and Seven Evils, the Dragon Head Suoyin game, but he was not unfamiliar with this game at all, not only familiar but also quite familiar with it .
Because, he has already seen the detailed introduction of this situation in the Gujing Guanzangjing Pavilion countless times.
There are millions of books in the Gujing Guanjing Pavilion, one is the art of magic, the other is the Daoist collection, and the third is the Fengshui bureau.
Some people say that Zhao Lijun was able to recite Taoist scriptures by heart before he was ten years old. Xiang Que would definitely scoff at this when he heard it.
The Longtou Suoyin bureau is one of the bureaus that Xiang Que is most familiar with in Gujingguan Fengshui bureau. The old Taoist once forced him to read this bureau by heart, and he had to memorize it thoroughly, reaching the level where he could both set up and break the bureau by flipping his hands.
Back then, Xiang Que didn't understand why the old Taoist insisted that he keep this situation in mind, but now Xiang Que understood, so he said the four words.
He also understood why the Dao Qi in his body was eager to break out.
In the sky, the vortex that suddenly appeared out of thin air moved slowly above Xiang Que's head. The air of heaven and earth in his body was agitated, and then began to break out and be absorbed into the vortex. This time, Xiang Que didn't try to suppress it, but instead Go along with it.
The continuous breath of heaven and earth was drawn out of the body by Xiang Que, and then lifted into the air and merged into the vortex. With the growth of Dao Qi, the vortex turned faster and faster, and had the potential to induce changes in the sky.
In an instant, Pudong, Shanghai was covered with clouds, dark clouds covered the sky, and a heavy rain fell in an instant.
The people at the top floor hotel of Jinmao looked out of the window sideways, feeling a little baffled by the sudden heavy rain.
Zhao Lijun, Su He, Tang Xia, Cao Qingdao, and those from the Feng Shui Yin-Yang world all looked at the heavy rain outside the window with the same expression.
"It's such a strong Dao Qi, but it's densely covered in such a wide area. Is this a change in the world or is it caused by someone?"
On the rooftop, Xiang Que was bathed in the rain and sat cross-legged slowly with his Pisces closed, a stream of obscure scriptures floated out of his mouth.
"Kacha" thunder sounded from the sky, and a bolt of lightning broke through the air, from the sky to the ground, and went straight into the Huangpu River.
A gust of wind blew, and huge waves swayed on the surface of the river. The waves became bigger and bigger with the wind, and gradually all the surging waves seemed to gather together.
Moments later, a thick tornado suddenly soared from the surface of the river into the sky.
"Ang" In the sky, by the river, under the tornado, a dragon chant suddenly came out.
The sound of the dragon's chant pierced through the sky, resounding through the sky and the earth.
Xiang Que jumped up and floated into the air with the wind. He opened his eyes and pointed to the river.
"Ang" After the dragon chant, a stream of dragon aura emanated from the tornado and merged with the Dao aura densely covered in the rain.
The rain was getting heavier and heavier, and no one could see Xiang Que floating on Jinmao's roof, which was attracting dragon energy and heaven and earth energy into the body.
Many people stood by the window of Jinmao Hotel. Ordinary people only think that the weather in Shanghai today is a bit too changeable.
Zhao Lijun, Su Ho, and those who had heard the Lujiazui rumor all thought that the rumor seemed to be true.
"Dragon Yin, Dragon Qi, is there really a dragon locked here?"
"It turns out that Lujiazui is indeed a feng shui bureau"
"It seems that someone really set foot here in those days"
"We are not good at Fengshui in Maoshan, but it is rumored that there are records in Maoshan." Su He said softly: "The master who made the arrangement back then, what do you think he would get if he was still alive?" Down, first person!"
Rooftop, Xiang Que.
After the breath of the sky and the dragon were inhaled into the body at the same time, Xiang Que opened his eyes and exhaled comfortably.
An unwilling roar came from his body.
"So that's it, the bottleneck has been broken, and that dead old man actually buried a backhand here." Xiang Que was shocked to find that when the dragon energy and the energy of heaven and earth were introduced into his body, the bottleneck of the early stage of concentration that had troubled him for nearly three years It was actually broken.
In the main hall of Gujingguan, the one with the smallest flame among the four soul lamps suddenly burst into a fiery flame.
The old man squinted his eyes filled with gum, and muttered: "It seems a little faster than I thought, shit luck"
Xiang Que also murmured: "In the 90s, not long after I was born, he made a move in Shanghai Beach It's a thief to grow old and not die."
Xiang Que returned to the hotel with his whole body dripping wet, and was caught in the?As soon as the air conditioner blows on, my whole body feels refreshed.
"It's a bit sad." Xiang Qu Leng's whole body was soaked, and he shivered from the cold.
Originally, the material of coarse clothes is more absorbent, but when it is exposed to heavy rain, the clothes are like sponges, and they can spew out two taels of water when they sneeze.
Xiang Que was at a loss. After walking around the corridor on the top floor of the hotel twice, he found a staff lounge, opened the door secretly and got in while there was no one there.
A few minutes later, Xiang Que walked out wearing a hotel waiter's suit, and then returned to the lobby again.
"What's the matter with swelling?" Wang Xuanzhen looked at Xiang Que who had changed his clothes in confusion.
"I was enjoying the rain on the roof. I accidentally enjoyed it a little bit. I was soaked by the rain. I had no choice but to steal clothes from inside and change into it."
"Are you in good spirits this time?"
"Must, there is an indescribable sourness all over my body, I am getting old." Xiang Que said with a smile, and then stretched out his hand and said, "The cigarettes are all wet, do you still have one? Light one for me."
Wang Xuanzhen handed him the cigarette, and Xiang Que asked again: "Is it almost over?"
"No, it seems that there is a big show coming. Chen Sanjin seems to want to invite a Fengshui master into Chen's house. Didn't you see that there are many people around him who are showing their hospitality?"
"Hey, he's very picky and picky. It's been so long and he hasn't found a suitable one yet?" Several elderly Feng Shui masters around Chen Sanjin were recommending themselves.
Xiang Que was thinking about whether he would choose another suitable candidate for Lao Chen's gang, when he saw Cao Qingdao walking over with his brows furrowed.
Xiang Que gave him a pale look, stretched out his hand and picked up the half bottle of xo again, and then "Gudu, Gudu" raised his head and dried it directly.
"Hey, I'm going, it's really embarrassing." Cao Qingdao pointed at him and said, "Can you win me a little bit? There are so many people watching, you really don't want money for drinking, can you give me some face?"
Xiang Que said with a cigarette in his mouth, "Look at you being wronged, as if you are dissatisfied with your desires, what sad things do you have to tell me to make me happy?"
"Stop comparing, follow me"
"What are you doing?"
"My senior brother and senior sister are over there, I'll take you there to have a look"
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