Chapter 144

Qian is the most handsome: I am the Heavenly Master.

After Qi Yan sent this message, the whole wechat group was silent.

Qi Yan put down his mobile phone, opened the game and prepared to brush the book. Since the last time he refused a female player to find her husband in the game, the female player has publicized that he is not loyal and doesn't look like a man. Many people in the gang have opinions on him and don't like to brush books with him.

He was too lazy to have a deep brotherhood with these people. He directly quit the gang and went to a new gang. If he had nothing to do, he would take a small brush book and make equipment. It was also very interesting.

After playing with the trumpet for more than half an hour, Qi Yan suddenly saw someone brush the trumpet in the world.

[world] Yunduo: money is the most handsome. I like you. Shall we get married.

This news has brushed more than a dozen speakers in a row. Many people have joined the fun in the world, making Qian Qian the most handsome. He quickly married this sister paper.

Many times in the game world, there are more men and fewer women, so female players cherish things in the game. Now there are men who are advertised by their sister's paper brush trumpet, which is simply envious of a bunch of single dogs.

Qi Yan looked at the ID of his game account, clicked on the female player's Avatar and chose private chat.

[private chat] Qian Qian, the most handsome, said to yunyunduo: sister paper, don't brush the horn. I have people I like in reality and want to spend my life together. I won't get married in the game.

[private chat] Yunduo said to Qian Qian that reality is reality and games are games. We only play games. Anyway, it's a game. Why take it seriously.

Qi Yan silently turned off the game. He had different ideas and couldn't talk.

Many people think that games are games and reality is reality. It doesn't matter to marry others in games. But in Qi Yan's view, this is tantamount to a kind of spiritual derailment.

According to their metaphysical world, when a person's mind starts to move, his feet will become disobedient, and finally his body and mind will become dishonest.

Turning off the computer, Qi Yan found that there were a lot of messages in the wechat group. When he opened it, he almost turned the mobile phone card black.

LV Gang: boast and don't even want your face?

Master Pei:!

Master Zhao:!

Abbot Yun: Amitabha.

Shen Daochang: no wonder you are so handy in drawing talismans and seal characters. You not only know so many arrays, but also can handle the affairs of Hongliang mountain. It turns out that you are a Heavenly Master.

LV Gang:

Master Pei: you are a Heavenly Master when you are young. You are worthy of being a disciple of heaven.

LV Gang:

Master Zhao: Master Qi, can you contact those heavenly masters? If you can, you can make an appointment to meet and discuss the countermeasures.

Maybe because Qi Yan didn't reply, the masters in the group chatted with each other, and their emotions were very high. It can be seen how much the emergence of Qi Yan, a Heavenly Master, stimulated them.

Qi Yan spent several minutes reading their chat records. He returned a message and went out.

Qian Shuai: I'm going to ask. These heavenly masters don't necessarily want to appear.

"Bang!" master Zhao knocked over the teacup in his hand, and several of his disciples were startled.

"It's all right," master Zhao, regardless of the wet table, got up and sat down in another place and continued to play with his mobile phone. The appearance of "Internet addicted old man" made the two disciples shake their heads helplessly. Mobile phones hurt people and friends hurt people.

Heavenly Master, is it a Heavenly Master?

He had heard the legend about heavenly masters for a long time. In the master's description, these heavenly masters were disciples who were loved by God. They had amazing talents and six senses. They might even use their eyes to fix the storm and close their eyes. Yuan Tiangang and Zhang Daoling in the Tang Dynasty were such amazing figures.

Unfortunately, with the passage of time, heavenly masters have only existed in legends, and even their masters have become dispensable.

Sometimes he feels lost, and sometimes he thinks it's good. Because everyone's life is better, we don't need to place our hope on invisible ghosts. This is the progress of the times.

This contradictory psychology is very strange, but all this does not affect his use of various electronic products created by human beings after breaking through feudal superstition.

When Qi Yan said he was a Heavenly Master, master Zhao was surprised but not surprised, because the young man was so special that he was impressed by Qi Yan at the first sight.

At that time, cen Qiusheng invited five masters to the old house. Except Qi Yan, all four of them were old acquaintances, so it is inevitable to pay more attention to Qi Yan. He was not good at face-to-face, so he found that Qi Yan's face was intertwined with life and death. He thought he was wrong and deliberately secretly asked three other old friends.

Among the four of them, Lao Wei was the best at meeting. At that time, he only said so.

"It's destiny."

At that time, he didn't understand why Lao Wei said such words. How could a young feng shui master be involved in fate?

Now he came step by step. He watched Qi Yan break the array in Wang Township. He watched him with Cen Baihe, who has many blessings and is easy to break. He watched him help China win the metaphysical exchange meeting and bring them a lot of symbols that should have been missing long ago. He suddenly understood the meaning of the four words "destiny is it".

"The destiny is..." master Zhao sighed. When Lao Wei said this, did he calculate his ending?

These masters can count the way of others, but they can never see their own front.

In this magical land of China, there is a kind of people who gather in the middle of the square almost every day for a mysterious ceremony. Countless people gather together with the most pious and enthusiastic attitude and dance in different styles to prove that it is an easy matter of singing and dancing.

It's rare that there was no snow these two days. The old people in several communities came out of the house. Although the weather was cold, they couldn't freeze their hospitality of singing and dancing for the country.

Old people's square array, Taijiquan square array, Latin dance square array, national dance square array and the largest number of demons dance square array appeared in the square as if they had made an appointment.

What "Big Apple", "national style", "climbing the plateau" and "Carmen" are their hearts. For their own square array, they are willing to take off their thick coats and glow with youthful style.

Wearing a thick coat, scarf and gloves, Qi Yan seemed out of place among a group of lively old men and women. Looking at the crowd, he finally found Hao Meili in the second row of the array of demons.

"Aunt Hao," Qi Yan came up to Hao Meili, "I have something to tell you."

"Wait a minute," Hao Meili twisted her waist and kicked her legs, "I'll talk after I jump."

"You are my big apple. I can't love you too much..."

With the impassioned rhythm, Qi Yan couldn't help twisting his waist and bouncing his bullet leg. An old man next to him squinted at him, "young man, I want to dance and line up in the back. I can't even row my hands here."

Qi Yan Ran to the back and found a stool to sit down. He felt that the wind was a little cold. He went to the nearby milk tea shop to buy a cup of hot milk tea and held it in his hand. He felt better.

After a while, Hao Meili came over with a ruddy face. Seeing that he was afraid of the cold, she said earnestly: "pay attention to your body. It's so cold at a young age."

My aunt Hao, it's nine degrees below zero today. It's normal to dress like him, okay?

But in the face of aunt Hao, who was so hot that she held her coat in her hand, he couldn't say a retort.

"Let's go," said Hao Meili as she walked. "When Hao Meili saw that Qi Yan was really looking for her, she put on her coat and said to Qi Yan," is something wrong? "

"Have you heard of the kidnapping of artists in our country some time ago, aunt hao?"

"Well, the news has been on lately."

"That artist is my biological mother's cousin. They kidnapped him to get my birthday eight characters."

"What's the use of getting the eight characters of your birthday?" Hao Meili hissed. "You're an early life. If you count by the eight characters of your birth, you'll already be a dead man."

Qi Yan was stunned for a moment, and then a nostalgic smile appeared on his face: "yes, if it weren't for the master, I would have turned into white bones."

"For ordinary people, the eight characters of the birthday is the moment of birth, but for you..." Hao Meili looked at Qi Yan. "It's the moment when your master helped you seize that glimmer of vitality."

"I think you are the only one in the world who knows your birthday," Hao Meili said with emotion. "We heavenly masters are people who have captured a trace of heaven's secrets. After living in the world for a long time, we may even be afraid of forgetting the eight characters."

"The world no longer needs our Heavenly Master."

Hao Meili's voice is a little disappointed, but more relieved. It's like flowers will wither and people will die. Whether they can accept it or not, the outcome will not change, but sooner or later.

"No, now China needs our Heavenly Master." Qi Yan looked at Hao Meili, "I want to set up a border in China."

"What do you want?"

"Protect all things in China with the Qi of the Chinese earth," Qi Yan said in a calm and terrible tone, "raise the dragon vein with the dragon vein, raise the Qi with the Qi, and protect all things with the Dragon Qi."

"Do you know what you're talking about?" Hao Meili's face became serious. "What makes you think you can do what previous people haven't done?"

"I have a pair of heavenly eyes," Qi Yan pointed to his own eyes and told the secret to outsiders for the first time. "These eyes can see the luck of the world."

"What are you talking about?!" Hao Meili's voice changed. She stretched out her hand and pulled Qi Yan to no one. "You said... You have heavenly eyes?"

Qi Yan nodded: "aunt Hao, now many people are eyeing China. I don't want the second Wang Township incident to happen, and I don't want anyone to take my Chinese people as a sacrifice."

Hao Meili was silent for a moment: "why did you say it?"

Qi Yan thought: "God let me have such a pair of eyes, and let me survive, probably to let me protect the earth."

Hao Meili shook her head: "you are wrong. This land is neither your responsibility nor mine. It belongs to everyone."

Qi Yan smiled at the speech: "maybe you are right, but I have training in Tianyi. When China is in trouble, Tianyi disciples should set an example to resist suffering and find a chance of life for all things."