In the Emperor's Dao Diagram, the destiny of the god-man riding the dragon's head appears dim.

The fourteen lives blessed by Ji Yuan are compared to the dazzling luster of Bai Hanzhang, which is a mixture of gold, purple and green.

It should be slightly shabby, like the pearls of rice grains and the brightness of the bright moon.

"[Outer Saint and Inner King], [Ordered by Heaven], [Lord of All Peoples]...the three golden destiny numbers shine brightly throughout the universe!"

Ji Yuan had no intention of being discouraged.

Concentrate and sense changes in Qi.

After all, the other party is the prince of the current dynasty and the heir apparent of a country.

Being born with the luck of the dynasty is extremely precious.

Looking back at myself, I am just a mud-legged person from Liaodong.

A few months ago, I was still a white man, and I almost suffered a murderous plot by a villain.

Even with the blessing of the Emperor's Dao Map, my destiny will change and I will climb higher step by step.

Compared with Bai Hanzhang's strong luck, it is still far behind.

"But as long as I continue to accumulate Dao Yun, with the Emperor Dao Map! And my talent and hard work! I will never be weaker than anyone!"

The high spirits in Ji Yuan's chest have not diminished at all.

"But then again, this His Highness is really amazing, he has so much luck that he even has his horoscope formed.

No wonder it can break the upper limit of lives and gather forty-six lives.

It can be said that you are extremely lucky and invincible!

Such a bright emperor star, placed in the history books, has the image of the master of Zhongxing, and can be a wise king for a generation."

His eyes fell on the destiny of [Dragon Dance Head], and he wanted to take a closer look.

Unfortunately, Bai Hanzhang was so strong that a five-color canopy appeared faintly three inches above his head.

It is like thousands of black and yellow qi floating up and down, like tassels hanging down, protecting the person from the invasion of calamity and evil qi.

Even with the power of the Emperor's Dao Diagram, it can only reveal the superficial words, and it is impossible to pry further.

Ji Yuan returned without success and sighed in his heart:

"Fortunately, I have already condensed my destiny. Otherwise, if I reflected it randomly, my eyes would be blinded.

Especially the three golden destiny numbers are as bright as the sun...

If the prince is like this, what will happen to the fate of the saint?"

There was silence in the main hall. Tan Wenying put his hands on the seat, shook his head slightly and said:

"It is not easy to calculate fortune based on people's faces.

The way of heaven is permanent but not static, and even immortals and Buddhas cannot deduce it completely.

This time, Your Highness, I am afraid that you are forcing yourself to do something difficult."

Obviously, he did not think that Ji Yuan's spiritual eyes could detect some clues about Bai Hanzhang.

"What the Governor said is wrong. The path of a Qi practitioner is very different from ours.

They rely on their spiritual roots to connect the energy of heaven and earth and absorb the essence of the sun and moon.

All kinds of Taoist arts are unpredictable and must not be underestimated."

Jiang Guichuan, Minister of the Ministry of War, stroked his beard and expressed the opposite view:

"The remnants of the Destroyed Holy Alliance colluded with powerful powers from outside the region and planted hidden stakes in Tianjing.

They must also feel that there are no flaws, who would have thought that they would fall into Ji Baihu's hands.

I can hide the secret method from the Grand Master and Qin Tianjian, but I can't avoid these spiritual eyes. It's really a trick of fate."

Tan Wenying was expressionless and did not reply.

He belongs to the Yanwang faction, which is well known to everyone in the court.

And Jiang Guichuan was part of the prince's party.

Coupled with the mutual constraints between the Governor's Office and the Ministry of War of the Five Armies, there have always been overt and covert conflicts.

The relationship between the two is naturally not very harmonious.

"It's really a pity to face a golden mountain and return empty-handed."

Ji Yuan was unaware of the external situation, and his mind was entirely focused on Bai Hanzhang's forty-six fates.

He intended to make one or two rubbings as his harvest.

However, His Highness the Prince's luck is so strong that it is as difficult to shake as Mount Tai.

It may be due to the suppression of the horoscope and destiny, not to mention the three majestic and mighty golden stars.

Even the rest of the purple and cyan fates cannot be taken by myself.

"The matter of rubbing one's destiny can only be left to chance later.

As the eldest son of a saint and the eldest brother of King Yan, this prince of Jing Dynasty

It seems that there is no such gray fate as dying young or falling apart in the middle.”

Ji Yuan restrained his distracting thoughts and thought.

This is slightly different from his previous guess.

Rumor has it that five dragons are in the same dynasty, and they backfire on each other.

It should be nonsense.

According to Ji Yuan, as long as His Highness the Crown Prince is safe and sound.

No matter how powerful King Yan, King Ning, and King Huai are, they cannot make waves.

After twenty years of supervising the country, the prince of the East Palace was at the peak of his powers.

Gathered many civil servants and military generals to firmly control the power of the central government.

"If it weren't for the saint who is the best in martial arts in the world, capable of suppressing all the powerful men in Xuanzhou, he would never be so trusting of the prince."

Ji Yuan made a rough calculation and found that Bai Hanzhang had been the crown prince for fifty years.

Because the saint has not been released from seclusion for a long time, he has never been able to legitimately ascend the throne and sit in the palace.

If he were replaced by a prince who was not strong enough in concentration and lust for power, he would inevitably have alien intentions.

The supreme position in the world is at your fingertips, but you stop there.

This feeling of not getting what you want must be quite painful.

"Ji Jiulang, what do you think?"

Bai Hanzhang, who was sitting at the top of the main hall, tapped his fingers on the table and asked patiently.

"His Royal Highness is blessed with great fortune and filled with energy. He is truly a wise master and a holy king."

Ji Yuan came back to his senses and said a few words of flattery casually, without deliberately making any surprises.

If you don't get it right, it's easy to fall into a trap if you pretend to be a god or a ghost.

"That's it?"

Bai Hanzhang's face was calm and his tone seemed to have profound meaning.

"That's just it."

Ji Yuan answered calmly, his eyes clear.

Then he heard Jiang Guichuan, Minister of the Ministry of War, sigh softly, as if he felt regretful.

This young man from Fusi, Beizhen, was originally a virtuous person.

If you are born with spiritual eyes, and if you have the ability to see into the secluded world and observe the qi, you will be a natural candidate to assist the king.

Even at the risk of offending Governor Ying, His Highness the Crown Prince would transfer Ji Yuan from Heilongtai.

This Ji Baihu missed a great opportunity to rise to prominence and be expected to join the cabinet and become the prime minister in the future.

Jiang Guichuan thought to himself.

"You have made great achievements with your spiritual eyes. Tell me, what reward do you want? I will accept it."

Bai Hanzhang frowned slightly, and when he looked at Ji Yuan just now, his mind wavered for a moment.

It was extremely brief, almost like an illusion.

His Highness the Crown Prince thought that Ji Yuan really had a talent for detecting Qi.

But the answer was not like that.

Maybe, I was overthinking it.

Bai Hanzhang's eyes dropped, quite regretful.
To be continued...