** Square, under the monument.

Mr. Zhao said: "You have already triggered the National Fortune Array. It is a once-in-a-lifetime opportunity. Let's understand and experience it here. Don't miss it if the opportunity is fleeting."

After saying that, Mr. Zhao stopped paying attention to Xiang Que, took out his cell phone and called his driver.

Xiang Quemuran stood under the monument. Mr. Zhao said rightly, this opportunity is indeed rare. The opportunity comes from the formation of national fortunes. There have been twenty-four formations since ancient times. Each dynasty has a formation that controls national fortunes, and the twenty-four dynasties in China are one by one.

Now, where Xiangque is located is that the 25th formation in the history of China for thousands of years, it was the fourth move of Gujingguan now.

The great formation of national fortune controls the fortune of a country and carries the mind power of the people to activate the development of the country. If the formation is not bad, the great formation will be unsafe. If there is a mistake, the country will be unsafe.

The saying that national fortune is prosperous has come from now on.

There are 3,000 magic techniques in the ancient Jingguan Daozang, and 800 of them are the most mysterious. Xiangqiu entered Zhongnan Mountain for ten years, and half of the time was spent in the ancient Jingguan Sutra Pavilion, which was quite like hiding thousands of books. He was naturally familiar with the formation of national fortune under his feet at this time.

Xiang Que took his hands behind his back, and started stepping on Tiangang Bagua Liangyi Step from under the monument and moved forward with ninety-nine steps, then stopped moving, looked down at a floor tiles under his feet, and then stomped his feet gently. The floor tiles dropped slightly and then bounced back without any warning to recover. Xiang Que then took another step horizontally and moved another ninety-nine steps, and then stepped on the floor tiles under his feet.

At this time, Xiang Que moved irregularly from the monument with his extremely strange steps. After every pause, he would step on the floor tiles downwards. After nearly half an hour, he had almost stepped on the entire square and finally returned to the monument.

Suddenly, the people in the square seemed to feel extremely unreal, and they seemed to sink slightly under their feet, but people thought they had an illusion. No one would have thought that the entire ** square had dropped by a little as before.

Above the capital, the purple aura from the east continued to roll again. There were people in the capital with profound cultivation and able to feel the Feng Shui and Yin-Yang world from the east, and they were shocked.

Some people vaguely remember that on the day of October decades ago, this strange phenomenon occurred in the capital.

Xiang Que then sat cross-legged on the ground and looked up at the sky, feeling the thoughts of the people above the capital being brought about by the national fortune formation.

Buddhist believers worship Buddhist holy lands and pray devoutly that they will be reduced by the temple to fulfill their wishes.

People from the Taoist sect worship the Three Pure Ones, and their devout beliefs will be blessed by the Taoist qi to protect themselves.

The shamans in the north, Miaojiang in western Hunan, and Halals in the southwest all have ways to protect the health of believers.

In the West, many people believe in Jesus, God...

By the same token, if someone can induce the formation of national fortune to pull out the power of a country's mind, they can naturally be blessed by national fortune.

China has a great country of 5,000 years of history. Now it is the time when the country is most prosperous and its mind is strongest. Who can calculate what the people's thoughts can have at this time?

He sighed to Que Youyou: "This kind of opportunity is indeed a once-in-a-lifetime opportunity!"

Chang'an Street, office buildings.

"The boy named Xiang is not dead, right?" Tianshi Zhang Qingfang turned around and said something shocking.

"Swish" Liu Kun was suddenly shocked, and Zhao Lijun suddenly looked disbelief. He was not dead? He was not dead?

Zhao Lijun was extremely frustrated and felt sad, and suddenly felt a deep sense of powerlessness towards Xiang Que.

Only Li Qiuzi looked out the window again, and the doubt just now was solved. No wonder he had a familiar feeling, because it touched the luck of the heavenly way when he entered the yin and made him realize it.

"Isn't dead?" Liu Kun looked at Zhang Tianshi suspiciously and asked, "Didn't you say you were dead in the first place?"

"I don't need to explain this to you..." Zhang Qingfang narrowed his eyes and raised his lips and said, "If I keep you, he will pop out, right? I suddenly became interested in him."

In fact, the most surprising thing here is Zhang Qingfang. When Xiang Que died, he was indeed extremely sure that people would be absolutely helpless, but for some reason he was resurrected and was still in the step that thousands of Buddhist sects were extremely eager for, and they were thrusting into the Yin.

But what surprised Zhang Qingfang even more was that when Xiangque Tongyin was about to be touched, a large formation seemed to be touched in the capital. Zhang Qingfang didn't know much about the Feng Shui formation, but based on his experience, he also knew that there was no Feng Shui formation that could be touched at will in the capital. There was only one possibility that could be passive.

People who have reached his level naturally know that a country must have a great formation of national fortune.

So, Zhang Qingfang was moved and wanted to detain Xiang Que.

Wang Kunlun held the gun and gritted his teeth and said, "Then you have to have the ability to stay for me. Can I be scared by you in my life? Although I am under my feet, I really think I dare not shoot me."

Knowing that Xiang Que is not dead, at this moment, the war between Wang Kunlun is on fire and he has to take his brother home.

"When Liangzi leaves, he will collapse whoever moves. Don't hesitate." Wang Kunlun had a cold face, raised his gun and ordered, and then he was interested in evacuating outside the door.

Immediately, Decheng and Xiaoliang pointed the gun at the people in the room and slowly retreated with Wang Kunlun.

"Hmph!" Zhang Qingfang hummed from his nose with his hands behind his back, "Stay here"

"Swish" First of all, Xiaoliang and Decheng's bodies suddenly froze uncontrollably, as if an invisible shackle was locked in their feet.

Xiaoliang's reaction was very fast. When he felt something was wrong, he wanted to pull the trigger. After Li Qiuzi looked at Xiaoliang's intentions with his eyes closest, he stretched his hand back and pulled out the long sword and pressed it against Xiaoliang's muzzle with the tip of the sword.

"Bang" the tip of the sword was stabbed at the muzzle of the imitation of June 4th, and the barrel was directly led to the deviation. At the same time, Zhao Lijun rushed over and grabbed the bag in Xiaoliang's hand with his right hand.

Wang Kunlun gritted his teeth, and without even hesitation, he raised his gun and pulled the trigger at Zhao Lijun. At this moment, Zhang Qingfang took one hand to sweep his hand at Wang Kunlun, and an extremely powerful aura rushed towards him. However, while Zhang Qingfang took action, he kept leaning against the door, like a transparent person, Cao Shanjun clasped his hands and said, "Amitabha"
Chapter completed!