In this era when magic was extremely declining and the spiritual energy was very thin, a magic practitioner had four real magic weapons, which was a very remarkable thing.
No wonder Baili Yunsu was so surprised. Zhenren Ling Xiao, president of the Northern Cultivation Association, would be so polite to Yu Qingzi and want to recruit him.
Even the old master looked at the four magic weapons in the four directions of the astrolae plate, a trace of hotness flashed through his eyes.
Only Chen Xuan was not very interested in these four magic weapons, and he did not have the intention to take them for himself.
Because these four magical instruments are auxiliary magical instruments, they can only be used in special circumstances.
Otherwise, Yu Qingzi would not have taken it out in front of so many big shots.
Thanks to the blessing of Yu Ruyi's spiritual power, Hong Yi's originally pale face turned red again. His five fingers in his left hand were calculating faster and faster. The sword finger of his right hand pressed on the shooting chart was constantly trembling slightly, as if he was under great pressure.
The more the inner wheel of the astrogram, the more difficult it is, and it almost increases in geometric multiples.
In this fifth round, Hong Yi pushed it halfway through, noticed something was wrong, and pushed it back again, as if he was opening a password lock, and kept rolling back on the star symbols in the fifth round, and finally debugged to the best position that Hong Yi thought. The starry sky projection in the air was no longer erratic, but became more clearly visible.
Seeing the starry sky projection, a hint of pride appeared on Hong Yi's face.
The simulation of the Eastern Seven Constellations was successful! "Master Yuqingzi, please continue to stimulate the magic weapon! Next, simulate the Southern Seven Constellations!"
Hong Yi's words are quite difficult.
Yu Qingzi, who had been infusing mana to Hong Yi, had his facial muscles slightly stiff, and obviously he had consumed a lot of mana in his body.
Hearing Hong Yi's words, Yu Qingzi made another magic trick with a "du" sound, shooting the small green jade sword among the four magic weapons.
The small sword suddenly shone brightly, and lights merged into Hong Yi's body under the guidance of Yu Qingzi's magic technique, as if injecting Hong Yi with a dose of heart-boosting agent.
Hong Yi glared at his eyes and pushed the sixth circle of the astrogram with one rush! Everyone could see that the difficulty of pushing the sixth circle was much higher than the previous five circles! The time Hong Yi finished pushing the sixth circle was longer than the previous five circles.
Moreover, when the seventh circle is reached, Yu Qingzi will activate the third magic weapon and inject it into Hong Yi's body to help Hong Yi's blessing Master to calculate the power.
With the blessing of Yu Qingzi and the spiritual power of three magic weapons, Hong Yi finally advanced to the eighth circle! Everyone saw that the 89-year-old veteran photographer's face turned red, obviously he was almost at his limit.
"Master Yuqingzi!"
Hong Yi suddenly shouted loudly, reminding Yu Qingzi to inspire the fourth magic weapon.
Yu Qingzi saw that Hong Yi was about to be unable to hold on and his magic power was about to be exhausted. At this moment, he could only use the risk of losing his cultivation to stimulate the fourth magic weapon! The four jade artifacts were reflected in the blue light, illuminating Hong Yi, causing Hong Yi's face to turn from red to blue, looking a little scary.
Hong Yi's eyes widened, and suddenly his left five fingers stopped counting quickly, but instead turned into an orchid finger to point to a star in the sky.
The star was instantly dimmed by Hong Yi's fingers.
When Chen Xuan saw this, he finally showed a hint of surprise.
The magical powers of this old master are really extraordinary, and he is an eye-opener tonight.
With Hong Yi making such a strange move, the celestial plate was finally pushed into the ninth circle! The starry sky projection in the air showed a fresh galaxy, which is the so-called Seven Constellations in the South.
"Old Hong, stop quickly! Otherwise, you and I will be backfired by this shooting chart!"
Yu Qingzi shouted with a ferocious look.
His magic power has been exhausted and his body is empty. If this continues, his cultivation foundation will definitely be affected.
When Hong Yi heard Yu Qingzi say this, a strong unwilling look appeared in his eyes, and finally he was extremely helpless to retract his fingers on the celestial chart.
As a prefecture-level master who has been immersed in physiognomy for decades, Hong Yi is most aware of the consequences of being backfired by the celestial celestial plate. With his age, he will definitely be backfired and his remaining life span. Even if he is in the position of national master, he will not be able to live for a few days. What's the point?
Everyone only saw Hong Yi stopping, and seemed to have grown a little older. He fell back and sat down on a bamboo chair, gasping for breath, and his forehead was covered with sweat.
But looking at the simulated star map of the seven constellations in the east on the starry sky projection is very stable. Although the seven constellations in the south are still a little bit short of it, it looks a bit blurry and erratic, but it is still clear.
Therefore, Hong Yi's face showed confidence, and he didn't believe that the other three candidates could push the shooting chart within ten circles.
"Seven politics and four more, Guo Lao Xingzong is indeed extraordinary."
Mo Yan exclaimed lightly.
Yuan Shang was a little dissatisfied: "Just now, Senior Hong used the cave micro-limit method in the Lao Guoxing Sect to absorb the power of the natal stars. This method consumes a lot, and the number of energy and life span will be seriously affected. Otherwise, how can the snake chart be pushed into the ninth circle?"
When Hong Yi heard Yuan Shang say this, he glanced at him coldly and said nothing.
The old master shook his head slightly and said, "Hong Yi, you have even used the cave micro-limit method before you push it to the ninth circle. It seems that you have lived in seclusion for so many years and have not made much progress in physiognomy."
"Hmph! Zhou Daoji, you just rely on the fact that you have a Tiansha lonely star around you to restrain other stars so that you can push the snare chart within ten circles. It's a pity that your crooked method is the most punished by the gods, so you will never be able to be promoted to the Heavenly Level Master by using the calculation of the snare chart in your life."
Hong Yi's words seemed to hit the pain point of the old national teacher. He saw a sinister look flashing across the corner of the old national teacher's eyes, but it disappeared immediately.
"Who will come first for the next three?"
The old national teacher did not respond to Hong Yi's words, but looked at Ji Wushuang, Yuan Shang and Mo Yan respectively.
As soon as Yuan Shang spoke, Mo Yan started to speak first: "You two are younger than me, so you must know how to respect your seniors, let alone the one I have is your senior, don't argue with me!"
The fat man said, holding the little panda in his hand and walking to the front of the astrologer.
Yuan Shang's face flashed with anger, and Qin Zheng gave him a look of peace and irritability, so he restrained himself from getting angry.
Mo Yan placed the little panda on the stone table. The little panda hit the ground with all its feet and slowly walked around the star-shooting plate. A pair of round eyes looked like bright amber, full of spirituality.
Everyone was very curious about what magical powers this little panda, which Mo Yan respected as the "Qingqiu Immortal", had.
At this time, the celestial disk has returned to its most original appearance, and the starry sky projection in the air has disappeared without a trace. If Mo Yan wants to calculate, he should still push it from the outermost circle.
But Mo Yan was not in a hurry, as if he was waiting for the instructions of the little panda.
"Qingqiu Immortal, please clearly show your disciples how to calculate!"
The little panda looked at Mo Yan with a condescending look, and suddenly a claw stepped on a certain star symbol in the outermost circle of the celestial plate.