Duan Ziqian's practice residence is covered with a soundproof array.
At this moment, in the pavilion in the front yard, the writing spirit in gray clothes is bowing to report the trip to China.
Speak softly and carefully.
Duan Ziqian was sitting on a stone bench, holding a freshly brewed spiritual tea with warm water in his hand, his face looking as ugly as possible.
Wen Gubi Ling observed the words and expressions, and stopped talking: "Master, Gu Changxiao has taken the advantage this time, which is extremely detrimental to Wen Dian."
"You and he are both in the seventh realm of semi-saints. We have been fighting evenly over the years. No one can do anything to the other."
"However, the emergence of the Lord of Fate has become the key to breaking this balance. Once he understands the eighth magical power, Wen Dian will be inferior to others and suffer from constraints everywhere."
"From now on, there will no longer be any talk of dual palaces of civil and military affairs."
"The Wu Dian family is the largest one, just like the Wen Dian family that had Jiang Lin'an six thousand years ago."
Duan Ziqian exerted force with his right hand, and the ceramic tea cup instantly exploded into ashes.
Light green tea flowed down his wrist, gathering on the smooth mirror-like stone table, and also wetted his loose-sleeved robe embroidered with gold silk.
"So what if the family is the only one? What if you realize the eighth form of magical power?"
"I borrowed his courage from Gu Changxiao, and he didn't dare to annex our Wen Palace."
"Especially the Wen Palace where I am in charge."
Duan Ziqian's flesh trembled, and he said in a strange tone: "The millions of years of ancient inheritance, what the previous ancestor who held the pen gave me, is not just the practice concept that conforms to the destiny."
Wen Bi Gu Ling immediately agreed: "Yes, Wen Dian has a profound foundation that cannot be touched by Wu Dian."
Duan Ziqian shook his head and said: "Six thousand years ago, Jiang Lin'an in the Wen Palace defeated the Eight Hundred Immortals."
"It was easy to dismantle the Martial Palace back then, so why wait until today?"
"You can see the things that are on the surface, and others can also see them."
"But I didn't attack Prince Wu. I still chose to go about my own business without disturbing each other. Do you know why?"
He gently stroked his palm, swept away the water stains on the stone table, poured himself another cup of spiritual tea and said: "Wen Dian has an invincible killing move. All living beings below the saint will be destroyed."
"If the Wen Palace has it, the Martial Palace will naturally have it too."
"To the point where everything is dead and the net is broken, both sides will lose."
"unless......"
Duan Ziqian laughed at himself and said calmly: "Unless someone can trap Gu Changxiao in advance, like Jiang Linan's killing technique, I will be imprisoned in a void cage and unable to escape."
"Otherwise, no one can touch the civil and military palaces."
Wen Gu Bi Ling's eyes flashed and he said: "After Gu Changxiao comprehends the eighth magical power, he may be qualified to trap you."
Duan Ziqian said proudly: "In three hundred years, no one can suppress me."
"The Lord who knows destiny has just entered the world, and it takes at least three hundred years of precipitation to be barely qualified to activate the magic power and understand the destiny."
"Before this, I have a lot of time to plan and try every means to design and get rid of him."
"Back then, I was able to successfully calculate Jiang Lin'an, who was in the ninth level of supernatural power. Am I still afraid of the fledgling Master of Fate?"
Wen Gu Bi Ling asked curiously: "The master already knows who that person is in advance??"
Duan Ziqian shook the cup, slowly handed it to his mouth and said: "If I guessed correctly, it should be Suning's third uncle Su Xinglan."
Wen Gu Bi Ling suddenly raised his head and said with an unbelievable expression: "How is that possible?"
"Three months ago, Suning came to the fairy world for the first time, and "Kyoshi's Deduction" indirectly gave guidance from the saint."
"I remember that you specifically investigated in secret and said that Su Xinglan is just the most common civil and military bones in the immortal world and does not possess any dharma."
"Including in the Demon Buried Mountains, Gu Changxiao seems to have said the same thing."
Duan Ziqian lamented: "I made a mistake."
"The top-ranked Dharma image is different from the other 107 Dharma images."
"Others are favored by heaven and receive the blessing of Dharma. They know that the tree of destiny is different. It chooses its master and comes out."
"Everyone has a half chance. Gu Changxiao has better luck than me."
Wen Gu Bi Ling pointed at the unconscious Ling Xi and asked, "What should we do with this woman?"
"Weak is a bit weak, not as good as Zhiming Dharmaxiang, but at least it is the second-ranked Yuan Zulong."
"If you train him well, he will most likely become the next Jiang Lin'an."
