Life Hunter

Li Qingxian added: "I can't buy Mr. Kusong's fortune star, but you can ask him if he is willing to let me resolve his evil star."

"Okay, I'll ask right now."

Zhou Chunfeng went downstairs and went upstairs after a while, sighing softly.

"What's wrong?"

"As expected of Master Kusong, he looks up at the mountain. He said that he had known that he was carrying an evil star and had the opportunity to turn it into evil, but he did not do it." Zhou Chunfeng said.

"Why?"

"The evil star is a mill, sharpen yourself." Zhou Chunfeng said.

Li Qingxian looked shocked, and was filled with emotions as he combined his experience with the numerology he had learned.

"As expected of Mr. Kusong, he is as strong as he gets older. I admire him, I admire him. My understanding of fortune-telling is not as good as that of a layman. Mr. Kusong is indeed extraordinary. It seems that I need to read more about Mr. Kusong and Zhao Shoufu's article." Li Qingxian was deeply impressed.

"Very good. I will ask someone to find their articles and give them to you." Zhou Chunfeng looked at Li Qingxian with a look of relief on his face.

The literary training meeting ended, and the martial arts meeting was held on the second day.

Unlike the well-organized Literary Training Association, the entire Wangjiang Pavilion was in chaos before the Wuxiu Association even started.

There are many literary and cultural factions, but there are few disputes on the surface.

The martial arts cultivators are different, and the old nobles, old nobles, new emperor forces, martial arts forces, Baidao, Green Forest, Junzhong and other major forces are mixed together.

In addition, most of the people are elderly, and the older they are, the younger they are. As soon as they meet, they start to argue.

Wangjiang Pavilion soon turned into a vegetable market, and the martial arts cultivators from various factions were so noisy that they blushed and became thick-necked.

Li Qingxian's ears were buzzing as he was forcefully dragged by Zhou Chunfeng to greet everyone one by one.

Li Gangfeng was a literary cultivator who was rarely admired by martial arts cultivators. In addition, Li Qingxian had recently defeated the Demon Sect's Punishment Department and became famous. He had won the favor of many martial arts cultivators and seniors, who praised him and occasionally gave him some gifts.

Not long after, Zhou Chunfeng led Li Qingxian to a table of people.

Li Qingxian glanced around and found an acquaintance, and the two nodded lightly.

The illegitimate son of Rongguo Mansion, Wang Buku, was just released from the Shendu Mansion.

Everyone at the table stood up one after another, and Zhou Chunfeng walked to an old man who was still sitting.

The old man was sitting in a mechanical wheelchair, his figure was skeletal, his exposed skin was covered with red marks of varying shades, his scars were beginning to heal, his breathing was erratic, and he was panting heavily from time to time. Behind him was a middle-aged man with a similar appearance. , occasionally putting his hand on his back to transport him true energy.

"This is His Highness King Jiangcheng." Zhou Chunfeng said.

Li Qingxian immediately remembered that this was the top-grade martial artist who escaped from the prison a few days ago. He was framed and tortured by the demon sect, but not only did he not bow to the demon sect, he also survived for three years and finally saw the light of day.

Now, King Jiangcheng is famous all over the world, and even many high-level martial arts cultivators who were enemies with him in the past have come to visit and support him.

"Qingxian has met His Highness King Jiangcheng." Li Qingxian respectfully saluted King Jiangcheng Wu Jiuhan.

King Jiangcheng's eyes showed excitement, his breathing was chaotic, and then he coughed slightly. The people behind him hurriedly sent the real energy to his heart.

"Son of Gang Feng, well, I have not insulted my father's name. I respect Mr. Gang Feng the most, so I am a little excited when I see you." King Jiang Cheng's breath was very weak and his voice was thin.

"This junior also admires you." Li Qingxian said.

"I heard that you know Ku Ku?" King Jiang Cheng asked in a thin voice.

"I've met a few times." Li Qingxian smiled.

King Jiangcheng turned to look at Wang Buku who was standing up.

Wang Buku smiled slightly at Li Qingxian and said, "I have met you three times, once in Gui Village, once at your birthday banquet, and once in the prison of the Ministry of Punishments. We met three times and three times in a hurry. Today at leisure, I will formally introduce Wang Buku , remember the bitterness and think of the sweetness.”

People who are not familiar with Wang Buku were stunned, but Li Qingxian understood instantly and said: "Indeed, if it is not bitter, of course it is sweet."

"When I named Buku, I was in the old Duke's mansion." King Jiangcheng sighed.

Li Qingxian saw King Jiang Cheng's sad face and knew that King Jiang Cheng had a close relationship with the Rongguo Mansion, so he suddenly smiled and said, "Then I will call you Wang Tiantian from now on."

Everyone was stunned and laughed loudly.

"This is good..." The originally sad King Jiangcheng laughed so hard that he was out of breath. The people behind him continued to laugh while channeling their energy.

Wang Buku looked bewildered. He had introduced people in this way for so many years, but he had never encountered such a bastard.

"No wonder Bai Ge always says you are out of shape." Wang Buku was helpless.

"Have you met again?"

"We are all familiar with Qiu Ye from Liuyang Prince's Mansion. Qiu Ye visited the prison with him that day, and we became familiar with him as we went back and forth."

"Qiu Ye? We met once in Changshan." Li Qingxian said.

"He keeps praising you. By the way, I always wanted to thank you for saving my life and wanted to treat you to a meal, but you kept refusing. Now that Grandpa Wu is here, you can't stop giving me face, right?" Wang Buku road.

Li Qingxian glanced at King Jiangcheng and said helplessly: "I don't give face to others, and I have to give face to King Jiangcheng. Yes, you decide the time and place."

"Then tomorrow?"

"Just tomorrow!" Li Qingxian promised.

Wang Bu smiled bitterly and changed the subject: "Today's protagonist is Grandpa Wu. Let's talk later."

King Jiangcheng smiled and said: "Chunfeng, you and I haven't seen each other for many days. Let's sit down and chat with Qingxian."

Zhou Chunfeng glanced at King Jiangcheng, nodded and said: "It is better for me to obey my orders than to be respectful."

The two sat down, and King Jiangcheng opened his mouth and said: "Qingxian, are you married?"

Li Qingxian suddenly became one and the other. The old literary cultivators yesterday and the old martial arts cultivators just now asked this question all the time. Although the identity of Gang Feng's son as a fortune-enhancing magician is not as good as that of a wealthy family, it is still very popular.

Li Qingxian was heartbroken and thought, Sister Youfei, don't blame me. I just don't want to be forced to marry, so he said with a serious face: "I have always loved the Fairy Jiang Youfei, and I once swore that I would never marry anyone other than her in this life."

Everyone was stunned, not expecting Li Qingxian to be so direct.

Wang Buku sighed, this kid is indeed more outrageous than Song Baige.

King Jiangcheng said helplessly: "Now that we have a sweetheart, our Wu family is not so lucky. However, how about letting the daughter of our concubine go to your house to have a baby?"

Everyone's eyes widened and they were silent.

It is normal for ordinary people to become concubines in wealthy families, but women from dignified palaces, even if they are concubines, rarely do this.

Li Qingxian smiled and said: "I am young, and I am a junior under Uncle Zhou."

"You talk nonsense all day long!" Zhou Chunfeng laughed and scolded.

King Jiangcheng sighed softly and talked about something else.

After chatting at King Jiang Cheng's table for a while, Zhou Chunfeng got up and took Li Qingxian to meet the others.

After that, Li Qingxian used the Ten Directions Sky Observation Technique just like yesterday.

The results this time were very similar to yesterday, with more than five Qinxue Jinding Fate Stars per capita.

Even the youngest Wang Buku has two.

Li Qingxian took out yesterday's record, looked at the densely packed destiny stars, and sighed softly.

"I originally thought that what I gained the most from these two gatherings was the fortune stars, but now I understand that the understanding of fortune-telling and numerology is the most precious wealth."

While Li Qingxian was thinking about it, Zhou Chunfeng came in and asked again in a test-taking tone.

Li Qingxian elaborated on his insights one by one, and Zhou Chunfeng nodded repeatedly.

Then, the two worked together to select a suitable candidate.

After the martial arts meeting ended, Wang Buku, who was extremely drunk, was sent to King Jiangcheng's residence in Shendu.

When he woke up the next day, Wang Buku met King Jiangcheng, then bought some food, carried the food box, entered the Monster Hunting Department, and entered Ye Han's courtyard.