I took a look at the collection, and it was recommended, and it kept falling, and it kept rising, and the final result was that it didn't fall or rise.

Hey, I'm in a bad mood today, I just logged in and dropped my collection, complained, went out to drink some wine, and relieved the pressure in my heart.

Li Banxian laughed angrily at the moment, and spoke in a deep voice.

The psychological element was so poor, Yang Qifeng looked at this Li Banxian, and his eyes were glowing with a hint of golden light.

Qi Vision,

It's turned on.

The aura was dim and weak, and a black aura permeated.

This is a sign of bad luck, seeing this luck, Yang Qifeng is safe.

Black gas main disaster.

This Li Banxian is now unable to protect himself, the black qi is rolling, bad luck is repeated, and the moment this black qi covers up and swallows the qi, it is the moment when he dies.

Although he has not yet reached this point, this Li Banxian has been affected by the calamity qi.

Such a look explains all of Yang Qifeng's doubts.

For such a catastrophe, catastrophe, and various official explanations, if no one understands it, Yang Qifeng will say it another way, and you will all understand.

This calamity is the aura of the mentally handicapped,

Their IQ has been weakened by more than a hundred, and they are still at a loss, and they are complacent about thinking that their IQ has increased by a hundred.

So for such a person, you should not be surprised what to do.

Do you think you are the Dragon King of Jinghe, and you are Yuan Shoucheng?

Looking at this Li Banxian, the black qi above his head, because he was competing with himself, a burst of qi rushed far away, the aura was dim, and the black qi skyrocketed.

The spirit has weakened, and within a few days, disaster will befall you.

"Why?

"The poor Taoist temple is blackened, surrounded by disasters, or should you quickly return to the mansion and concentrate on meditation, and you can avoid a catastrophe?" Yang Qifeng did not answer directly, but said compassionately.

The white hair is in the wind, the robe is stricken, and he looks like a master outside the world.

"Don't say that these are useless, if you can't figure it out, just destroy him and get out of Pingyao Town for me," Li Banxian was really as Yang Qifeng expected, his anger rolled, and the anger that pressed on his chest was about to explode,

was so damaged by Yang Qifeng, it was unbearable, and the bad words were added.

"That's it, since Daoist friends don't believe it, Poor Dao retracts this," Yang Qifeng's eyes were peaceful, looking at Li Banxian, but in fact, he was observing the expressions of the people around him.

Li Banxian's evil words added up to the lack of grace, which made the people around him slightly dissatisfied,

Today's Li Banxian is angry and corrupt, and he has no superior demeanor at all, on the contrary, Yang Qifeng is full of the state of a master outside the world.

"Tomorrow the weather will be rainless and sunny!" Yang Qifeng said indifferently.

"There is no rain, you can be wrong, tomorrow when the clouds are spread, when there is thunder, it rains at noon, and it rains before it rains, and there is a total of three feet three inches and forty-eight points of water,"

"Right and wrong, we will know after tomorrow?" Yang Qifeng's detached state did not change.

But in his heart, he had some taste for this sentence.

The Qianlan Demon God couldn't be calculated, and Yang Qifeng didn't think that this Li Banxian could calculate it.

Walking through the clouds and rain, if you want to calculate it accurately, this is not just a calculation of one place, these gods of Hebo are righteous gods, protected by the luck of heaven.

If you don't have the strength to suppress it, how dare you provoke it.

The Dry Blue Demon God has the ability to calculate, but he is not capable of dealing with the power of backlash.

It's impossible for this Li Banxian, this guy said it in such detail, there must be ghosts in it.

"Then I'll talk about it after tomorrow, if you can't calculate accurately, quickly throw him away for me and get out," Li Banxian flicked his sleeve robe disdainfully, sneered, and turned around and left directly.

Yang Qifeng's face was blank, he looked at everyone calmly, and spoke: "There is still a hanging of the poor road today, who will step forward?"

was silent, although Li Banxian lost his demeanor.

But in Pingyao Town, Li Banxian is famous and has always been known for his accurate fortune-telling.

Now that Li Banxian is speaking, although others dare not question Yang Qifeng's ability, they are also apprehensive in their hearts, between believing and not believing.

Seeing this, Yang Qifeng had insight into their thoughts,

didn't care at all, the more they didn't believe it now, the more prestige they gained after being slapped in the face.

Of course, the premise is that tomorrow is a sunny day.

"Since there is no one, Poor Dao will come back tomorrow?" Yang Qifeng stood up and walked slowly towards him with a calm expression.

With Yang Qifeng's departure, the crowd of onlookers dispersed in a hurry.

The dispute between Yang Qifeng and Li Banxian has become the talk of Pingyao Town.

Gossip, which is present at all times, especially in this mythical world, lacks all kinds of entertainment.

They listen to a cliché, vulgar joke that can't be vulgar anymore, and they can listen to it with relish.

It is conceivable that in a short period of time, this thing was vividly spread in the mouths of onlookers.

However, the authenticity of communication has changed.

Three people become tigers, here is an example.

And this qiē has nothing to do with Yang Qifeng.

He walked slowly, his mind keen, aware of his surroundings.

There was no reaction, the people around him came and went, and there was nothing unusual, but Yang Qifeng's face showed a sneer.

There's absolutely nothing wrong with being tracked.

Divine scanning, this is very inaccurate.

Since the other party was able to follow Yang Qifeng, how could he be unprepared and be able to conceal the means of divine sense.

After all, the divine sense scanning, like radar, what kind of person tracks, can be known at a glance, so who can track?

The people who follow him, don't think about it, Yang Qifeng knows who it is?

It's a simple matter to get rid of them.

The difference in strength is too great, since Yang Qifeng has noticed them.

It was not easy to get rid of them, and in the crowded place of Pingyao Town, I went around a few times at random.

The person was already got rid of by Yang Qifeng, and came to a no-man's corner alone.

Yang Qifeng's body changed rapidly, and in the blink of an eye, he transformed into a middle-aged man.

I changed my clothes and walked swaggering down the street.

After standing for a long time, he finally saw the person who was following him,

It was a Taoist boy, not very old, about nine years old, with red lips and white teeth, and a delicate appearance.

A pair of eyes, more agile, short body, in the middle of the street, constantly walking.

But like an ape, it is extremely sensitive.

The divine sense swept over, but there was nothing, and the Dao Tong seemed to be aware of it, his body stopped, and his eyes began to scan around.

Yang Qifeng smiled, not afraid, and looked at each other directly.

Psychology, he didn't study, but he still knew the simplest examples.

There was no one at all, he sneered.

He withdrew his gaze from Dao Tong's body and turned towards an old man beside him.

After inquiring about Li Banxian's mansion, Yang Qifeng walked towards Li Banxian's mansion.