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Chapter 205 Three Trigrams (4000 words)(1/3)

In the venue where red is like flames, I finally felt that burning feeling at this moment.

Liu Huai stood alone on the stage, but did not seem to be weak.

Instead, it shows a sense of grandeur, and it is better than ten thousand people in the audience.

Just like the burning fire in the world, the fire illuminates all directions.

"This is a very long one."

Zhang Jiuling felt that someone with real skills had really come to this conference.

You Taoism means to look at people first, then look at their appearance, and then measure their talents.

This Taoist master has a middle-class appearance, but his demeanor is as strong as a crushing audience.

It is a kind of arrogance in its bones and an indescribable demeanor.

"Who do you think it will be?"

Gu Daojun whispered.

Who can afford to be a person who is comparable to Li Shimin and Wu Zetian's destiny?

Before there was no myth, neither of these two were comparable to ordinary people, not to mention after the myth was released, everyone knew that these two were supreme figures who suppressed Kyushu in the mythical era.

In the mythical era, it is highly respected by all nations and has a supreme status, which is hard to compare with.

"It's not in the guest seat or the judges' seat, otherwise this Taoist priest wouldn't have come on stage."

Zhang Jiuling thought for a while and replied.

He spoke very little, and he could basically hear it in the entire front row of the invitation.

Hearing this, the breathing sounds in the entire air became heavier.

"That's it's us, too?"

Gu Daojun's own breathing was also heavy.

Who doesn't want this kind of fate?

“There is this possibility.”

Zhang Jiuling whispered.

On the high platform, the mahogany stage and the Taoist robe printed by Liu Huai in black and white form an inexplicable solemn atmosphere.

It feels like offering sacrifices to heaven, but it is a little different.

In the solemnity, the voices of the people gradually became weaker.

In the silence, the entire venue seemed to be wider.

The people in the front row were trembling inside.

It feels like an ancient concubine was flipped by the emperor.

Everyone's eyes were gathered on the black and white Taoist robe.

Liu Huai slowly stretched out a hand from the Taoist robe, raised it slowly, and his index finger pointed to the judges' seat and the guest seat, pointing to where Gu Daojun and others were sitting.

Luo Wentian looked quietly, and he also wanted to know who made the Taoist priest come down.

Look in the direction you point.

Not theirs.

The seats of Gu Daojun are all people who have not participated in this event in the circle.

The people in this position were all raised.

Gu Daojun's heart beat as his fingers streaked across him, but the finger quickly crossed him. For a moment, he felt like he had missed a world.

Finally, Liu Huai's fingers stopped behind him.

“Behind us.”

Countless people's eyes were focused on the position Liu Huai pointed at.

There was only one woman sitting there, and she was only Double Ten.

The woman was wearing a blue long dress, as angry as a secluded orchid.

"Liu asked the lady behind to stand up."

Liu Huai's voice slowly rang out, and a sound that was almost like a Daoyin echoed throughout the venue.

"Are the photographer pretending like this?"

Chen Xiangyan, who was sitting in the distance, snorted coldly.

"Man depends on clothes, horse depends on saddles. In ancient times, if you didn't pretend, how could those kings, princes, generals and ministers know your ability?"

Chen Ping said quietly that no matter whenever he speaks, he will be as quiet as stagnant water.

"Something makes sense."

Chen Xiangyan turned her head and looked at her brother who had no blood relationship.

Looking at the quiet face that was like a cliff, I suddenly felt that I had owed him too much over the years.

She suddenly wanted to say something, but she didn't know how to say it.

At this time, where countless eyes were focused, Han Lu opened her red lips slightly, and she stretched out a slender finger and pointed at her beautiful nose, unable to believe it.

"I?"

She just joined in the fun, but now a Taoist priest came up and said he wanted to give her a gift.

Even with her scheming, she couldn't help but be shocked.

"Master, are you sure you are right?"

Han Lu asked carefully.

"Liu's eyes are very good, so he will not make any mistakes."

Liu Huai smiled and said.

The entire venue began to whisper again in an instant.

"It's the lady of the Han family."

"It's normal for her to be there, after all, everyone has heard of her."

"It's her?"

Zhang Jiuling said, this was unexpected and reasonable.

This lady from the Han family is also one of the most famous people in their circle. She was lost for some reasons in her early years and was later found.

Moreover, since she was found, she has failed more than ten times and almost ruined her family business, her father started a legendary business career. The stock market has risen and fallen sharply, and her father has all traded with great wonders.

Her father called it her lucky star in the business world.

And it is also famous throughout the circle.

Both scheming and strategy are the best people.

"I remember this Han family lady is called Han Lu."

"Well, the reeds are green and the white dew turns into frost, which is a good name, but unfortunately, they are too scheming."

Zhang Jiuling nodded, but had a regretful attitude towards her name.

"The Taoist priest wants to give me a divination?"

Han Lu sat in the audience and looked a little at a loss.

Just now, this Taoist priest named Liu Huai compared the person who gave the hexagram to Li Shimin and Wu Zetian.

These two are the emperors of the human world. In addition to the disappearing mythical era, they are likely to be suppressing the entire human world.

How could I compare with them? This is a huge disaster.

"The gift of the hexagram is just a fate. If the lady doesn't want to listen, she can't listen."

Liu Huai waved his hand, as if the gift of this hexagram would not have much impact on him.

Han Lu seemed to be thinking when she heard this. After a while, she raised her head and asked softly:

“Just because of fate?”

That tone seemed to feel incredible.

In Han Lu's view, fate has always been an extremely illusory existence.

But in the age of mythology, even if the hexagram master said this, she could only believe it.

"In fact, it's not only that. In the eyes of the Master of Celebration and the Master of Gem, all people in this world have fate. Some people are born as kings, and some people become bandits. If you meet a future big man, would you want to say a few words? This is also considered the occupational disease of the Master of Celebration."

Liu Huai crossed his hands on his chest and replied.

There are many prime ministers from all generations who have told the emperor about the destiny.
To be continued...
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