I can calculate everything

Chapter 32 Fate, indescribable

Hearing this, the old beggar suddenly stopped in his tracks, turned around, raised his head slightly, and stared at Xu Huan with his pair of white eyes embedded in the wrinkles on his face, without saying a word for a while.

Lin Youwei, who was standing by, did not say anything when she heard this, but just continued to follow Xu Huan's movements silently.

She couldn't see the old beggar in front of her, and she tried to sense him with her mind, but she couldn't sense anything. In the end, she could only helplessly observe Xu Huan's reaction to deduce what had happened.

For example, after Xu Huan spoke, he took out a silver coin and put it on the ground, and the next moment the silver coin disappeared.

For example, after Xu Huan spoke, he stretched out his left hand and made a gesture to grab something. The next moment, a small white jade sword appeared out of thin air in his hand...

Xu Huan, staring into the old beggar's white eyes, felt as if he had an illusion, as if he was being stared at by a vicious wolf. He couldn't help but feel a little startled, thinking that the other party seemed to be blind, but actually was not.

After all, it is often said that a blind person has rolled eyes, but who says that a person with rolled eyes is necessarily blind?
Maybe he is not a human, but some strange alien race?
Xu Huan felt that he could not assume the race of others. Seeing that the old beggar did not speak for a while, he asked the Bagua Fairy Mirror in his mind.

"Xianjing, calculate the information of this old beggar. Who is he? Is he really blind?"

As the thought came to his mind, Xu Huan suddenly felt as if his head was hit by a heavy hammer, making his vision blurry for a moment.

The Bagua Immortal Mirror consumed twenty strands of Xu Huan's mental power in one go, and after five breaths, it immediately gave a reply.

[Replying to the master, this old beggar is a destined person, it's all about fate.]

[He used to be a human, but later he wanted to live forever, so he stopped being human and started practicing strange qigong, becoming an alien.]

[He appears to be an old blind man, but in reality his eyesight is much better than his master's. However, his strength depends on fate. He becomes stronger when facing a strong opponent, and weaker when facing a weak opponent. It can be said that he is evenly matched with anyone below the level of Qi Saint.]

Are people with a destiny also a kind of alien race?

Strange Qigong? Perhaps this is why others, without the right fate, cannot see it.

And this old beggar didn't want to be a human being anymore, so he created a separate race, right?

He can even fight with others on equal terms. It's really too weird...

Staring straight at that pair of white eyes, Xu Huan felt that he could no longer bear to look at it.

If you are really blind, that's fine.

Yes, that would be awkward, an old man and a young boy staring at each other. Just thinking about the scene makes me feel a little weird.

When Xu Huan thought of this, he was about to look away, but he saw the old beggar suddenly nodded at him slightly.

"What you said makes sense, sir."

As the old and hoarse voice fell, the old beggar raised his withered right hand, and five yellow books suddenly appeared in his hand, exuding a hint of ancient and barbaric aura.

"Yi Jin Jing"

Six-Character Formula

Twelve Brocades

Twelve Methods of Daoyin Health-Preserving Exercises

The Great Dance

The old beggar's facial muscles moved with difficulty, forcing a smile as brilliant as a chrysanthemum. His pupils half-closed, he said in a hoarse voice, "These five qigong books are all supreme health-preserving qigongs passed down from the ancient times of immortals. Please choose a suitable one for this beautiful young lady."

After saying that, the old beggar stood there motionless, holding the five yellow books, quietly waiting for Xu Huan to make a choice.

Looking at the old beggar's bright smile, Xu Huan's expression stiffened slightly. He grinned but didn't speak for a while.

In the ancient times of immortals, Qigong for health preservation?
Could it be that, like the Eight-Section Brocade that Zhen Qiankun gave him, they were all created by legendary immortals? If so, then these are truly extraordinary.

They are all good babies...

"Xianjing Xianjing, tell me, which one is better?"

After consuming a trace of mental energy, the Bagua Immortal Mirror responded.

[The mid-grade, non-attributed health-preserving Qigong technique, Yi Jin Jing, has the wonderful benefits of strengthening the body and improving aptitude, making it very suitable for Miss Lin.]

Then, the Bagua Immortal Mirror spoke in a very mature voice.

[If the master wants to kill someone and steal the treasure, he can use the Changhong sword energy to kill him without any injury, and then Miss Lin can see him.]

Hearing this, Xu Huan shifted his gaze at first, and his eyes stayed on the "Yi Jin Jing" on the far left, with a hint of joy in his dark pupils.

Then, he suddenly heard the mature advice from the Bagua Immortal Mirror, and Xu Huan couldn't help but curl his lips speechlessly.

"Xianjing, Xianjing, could you please not be so 'mature'? Didn't you see the old man take the initiative to use his Qigong, and didn't you hear the old man praising my sister Lin? The old man is so tactful. Your master is not a bloodthirsty killer. Let's stop fighting. Maybe there will be another chance in the future."

Upon hearing this, the Eight Trigrams Immortal Mirror immediately understood the irony behind Xu Huan's words that it was not mature enough, so it quietly shrank into the corner of Xu Huan's sea of ​​consciousness, spinning in circles to bless its master...

After waiting for a while, Xu Huan saw that the Bagua Fairy Mirror had stopped moving, so he comforted and trained it for a few words, and then stopped communicating with it. Instead, he stretched out his left hand and reached for the "Yi Jin Jing" in the old beggar's hand.

The next moment, Lin Youwei, who was silently watching Xu Huan's actions, saw Xu Huan take out a yellow book from mid-air, which faintly exuded the breath of ancient barbarism.

"Nizi, this mid-grade daily-grade attributeless fitness qigong book "Yi Jin Jing" has been given to you by the old man." Xu Huan turned his head, chuckled, and handed the book in his hand to Lin Youwei.

Hearing Xu Huan's faint laughter, Lin Youwei couldn't help but slightly open her pink lips, and her eyes also widened slightly, flashing with great shock.

This, this is actually mid-grade solar-grade Qigong?
"What are you standing there for? Take it." Seeing Lin Youwei's cute look of shock standing there, Xu Huan laughed to himself, then raised his hand and shook the "Yi Jin Jing" in front of her.

"Ah, oh." Lin Youwei came back to her senses after being shaken by Xu Huan. A hint of emotion flashed across her face as she took it.

Sun-grade mid-grade, Brother Xu Huan didn't even glance at it and just gave it to me...

Brother Xu Huan is the best!

After Lin Youwei took the "Yi Jin Jing", she did not look at it immediately, but put it directly into the storage gourd, leaving it for her to read with Xu Huan later.

"Hehe~" Lin Youwei turned her head slightly and smiled faintly at Xu Huan.

Seeing this, Xu Huan smiled knowingly, and then took the lead in taking a square step, pulling Lin Youwei, and walked straight to the large ox-drawn cart parked not far away, no longer looking at the old beggar.

The old beggar stood there, stroking his long, dirty beard, silently watching Xu Huan and Lin Youwei get into the car and drive away quickly and steadily.

After a long time, the old beggar frowned, raised his left hand, and counted with his fingers.

The more he calculated, the tighter his brows furrowed.

"That's weird, that's weird."

"I clearly have no destiny with this boy, yet I happened to meet him three times in a row, and he even gave me three silver coins. It's really strange."

After calculating for a while, the old beggar shook his head gently, stopped his useless work, and just sighed softly.

"Fate, it's indescribable..."

After a while, the old beggar suddenly caught a glimpse of a young man in black walking in the distance. He immediately took out a broken bowl and walked towards the other person with a staggering gait.

(End of this chapter)