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He Minglin couldn't help but feel a little panicked in his heart. He turned his head and stared at Lin Bai, holding his breath as he waited for Lin Bai to speak out.

"I entered the building through the side door while you were outside. He discovered that even though the formation is broken, the luck of this city is due to the formation earlier. This city's luck is slightly affected. " Lin Bai pondered for a moment, then laughed bitterly.

The Nine Palaces Crossing Trigram Formation and the Universe Eight Arrays were mutually reinforcing formations. The combined effect of these two formations was immeasurable. Even though Lin Bai was knowledgeable and experienced, it was the first time he encountered such a situation. When breaking the array, he neglected the effect of Yin Energy on his Qi.

"If you are affected, can't you correct yourself? Isn't it troublesome to do so?!" He Minglin looked at Lin Bai and asked.

When Lin Bai heard this, he could only smile bitterly in silence. If it was said that he was simply borrowing the power of an array or Feng Shui layout to obtain some luck, then it was much simpler. However, modifying one's destiny could only be described as a bit more troublesome and a lot more difficult.

According to the people in the art, correcting one's karmic luck was extremely dangerous. If there was even the slightest deviation, not only would it affect the fate of the person modifying the karmic luck, but it would also have a huge backlash effect. If Lin Bai had carelessly made changes and an accident occurred, it would bring a great danger to the Moyuz city.

Back then, the ancestors of the Flying Star Sect had tried to use the power of the stars to stir up the dragon fountain that extended from Mount Kunlun to the Yanjing, using that to change the destiny of China. However, something went wrong while he was casting the spell. Not only was the Flying Star Sect's ancestor destroyed, but even the Flying Star Sect had been wiped off the Divine Great Land because they had lost their luck.

There were countless attempts to change fate, and the damage caused by failure was only a drop in the bucket. However, listening to the story made one feel apprehensive and afraid to lightly try it.

Moreover, the municipal government of the Moyuz was the position which the Senior Prime Minister of the Moyuz had spent a hundred years of effort to figure out. How could the destiny accumulated over the past hundred years be easily touched?

Moreover, this city was owned by the government, it had a lot of implications, so even if Lin Bai wanted to do something, he was afraid that he would be stopped by someone who wanted to do it under the title of feudal superstition.

"Then according to what you said, how long will it take for the fate of the city to be so biased? A huge problem?!" Hearing Lin Bai's words, He Minglin was extremely terrified, and anxiously asked Lin Bai.

After a moment of silence, Lin Bai slowly extended his left hand.

"Five months?!" He Minglin's face revealed a look of happiness, he asked Lin Bai, but felt that something was amiss the moment he said it, and quickly changed his words: "Could it be 50 days?"

Lin Bai slowly shook his head and said softly, "Five days. If the fate of the city's government for these five days is not properly handled, then I'm afraid Luan Zi will come out already!"

He Minglin gasped, and sat on the chair and stared at Lin Bai, not knowing what to say. Destiny's Hand was too powerful. He had just calmed down a little when he threw another bomb.

"Is there any room for delay?" He Minglin was not willing to accept this outcome, and asked while holding onto the last strand of hope.

"I've never encountered such a situation. Saying five days is already a gamble!" Lin Bai slowly said. His voice was not loud, but it cut off the last straw in He Minglin's heart.

Although Lin Bai knew that his words were extremely cruel, he had no other choice, because this was the truth.

After the reforms, the old and the new became more and more new, and the development of the Moyuz became faster and faster, although the bridges built increased the circulation of vitality. However, at the same time, the subway that was dug up underground had damaged the hundred years of feng shui of Moyuz City to a certain extent. Furthermore, the Three Yang Kai Tai Stone Carving that Cao Jianhua had set down had caused the city hall's atmosphere to be even narrower, and the city hall's destiny had been affected by it.

Under these few effects, under the pressure of the Baleful Yin Force from the dual array formations, fate was already set in stone. With Lin Bai's Heaven's Eyes, settling the issue within three days was not a problem, but after the third day, there would definitely be countless small problems. After five days, it would probably be impossible to solve them.

"Would it be better if we get some more crosstalk masters over?" He Minglin swallowed his saliva, he did not care about what he said, and asked Lin Bai another question. In his eyes, Lin Bai was still young, and should not be comparable to those seniors in the Master Teacher Association.

Lin Bai shook his head and said: "Uncle He, if I don't have a way, then even if you called all of the generals from all over China over, I'm afraid you won't be able to solve this problem!"

These words were not Lin Bai's fault, but the truth. As of now, the inheritance of the art was almost completely lost. No matter how skilled those laymen thought, they would only be able to slightly change a normal person's qi flow and feng shui pattern.

Now that Lin Bai had the Innate Book in his hands, he had grasped many of the long-lost divine hemp, Feng Shui Sheng, and talisman formations. With the help of these things, Lin Bai's horizons could be said to have reached an unprecedented height, which was why Lin Bai had said that the things that he could not change, would still end up the same, even if all of China's great masters were to arrive!

"Lin Bai, I beg of you, Uncle He, please find a way to solve this problem. I'll thank you on behalf of the tens of millions of people in Moyuz!" He Minglin looked at Lin Bai's expression and suddenly became excited. He bowed to Lin Bai.

Seeing that, Lin Bai was shocked, he anxiously extended his hand to support He Minglin, and laughed bitterly: "Uncle He, you do not need to thank me so early. Come to think of it, I did think of a solution just now, but I have never tried it, and do not know if it would work.

"As long as I can guarantee the safety of the tens of millions of people in Moyuz, I, He Minglin, will not hesitate. He Minglin said in a serious tone.

From last night's events, He Minglin knew clearly in his heart that he could no longer look at these things that were once regarded as feudal and superstitious. He was not sure if there were any supernatural beings in the world, but there was no doubt about it!

Looking at He Minglin's excited expression, Lin Bai felt that it was funny, but he also felt a sense of respect. He knew clearly in his heart how difficult it was for a person with strong determination like He Minglin to change his mind. Furthermore, at such a critical juncture, he did not ask him how this matter would affect him, but rather asked him how the citizens of the Moyuz would be, which was even more precious.

"This method of mine is not a complete solution. It also carries a great risk." Lin Bai muttered to himself for a moment before continuing, "I want to set up a formation around the city hall. I want to use poison to counter poison to reverse the city's luck and restore it to normal!"

"Since this is the only method available to me, I might as well give it a try. If there really is no way back, then I, He Minglin, will definitely live or die with the Moyuz! " He Minglin clenched his teeth and agreed. It was neither a blessing nor a disaster, it was a disaster that he could not avoid. Since he had already reached this critical juncture, he could only give it a try.

Lin Bai nodded. Although He Minglin's words gave him a lot of confidence, he still felt unsure.

The method that Lin Bai thought of was one of the nine portal array formations recorded within the Innate Book. Its function was to change fate, and it was also the type of method that would cause luck to go astray. The idea in Lin Bai's mind was to expand the array and use it to push the qi flow back to its normal position.

According to the records of the Innate Book, if the Nine Sect Transfer Formation was to deviate from the right path, it would be in extreme danger. Furthermore, what Lin Bai did not tell He Minglin was that this Nine Sect Transfer Formation already belonged to the category of changing fate. The moment any accidents occurred, it would be a devastating blow to Lin Bai.

Reforming against the heavens was a taboo topic for a blind artist. Back then, Zhuge Kongming had set up a Seven Star Life Continuing Formation to extend his lifespan, but it was destroyed by Wei Yan. Although in the end, he had set up Sima Yi and played dead Zhuge to scare him away, this was also the role of Shu Han's failure.

Although Lin Bai had the Innate Book in his hands, and had an extraordinary ability that ordinary people admired, he still took away wealth easily, and there was no need to talk about power and influence. However, days weren't so leisurely and leisurely either. The inheritance of her sect, the punishment naturally inflicted upon them by the Heavenly Dao, and the sharp sword that hung above Yao Yao's head — five, three, five …

With the Innate Book in his hands, although Lin Bai felt that even if he made a mistake, his life would not be in danger, but he knew very clearly that if something went wrong, his own life would probably not be peaceful either. The happiness he had might not be able to live for the rest of his life.

"The safety of the Moyuz's millions of people depends on you!" He Minglin looked at Lin Bai's young and tender face, and said solemnly.

Ten million people, just how large a number would that be? Together, they formed a shadow, and sweat like rain. Such a heavy burden was actually placed on the young man's tender shoulders, causing He Minglin to suddenly feel that he was being somewhat cruel.

"Uncle He, you don't need to think so much. Even if something really did happen, I think the old man and the others would probably be proud of me." Lin Bai smiled, and said.

Even if this was the case, what could they do? Although they had the manpower, it was enough to put up a fight. Not to mention for the safety of thousands of people, even if he was smashed to pieces, so be it!