The night was as dark as ink, and the sky of Los Angeles was heavy. The city lights were reflected on the glass of high-rise buildings, like a silent illusion. In the closed room of this high-rise apartment, a Feng Shui fate duel that transcended common sense was quietly brewing a climax.
Lin Fang stood in the center of the room, surrounded by an invisible vortex of formations. The air seemed to solidify, and it was so oppressive that people couldn't breathe. The life-seeking mirror in his hand shattered in an instant, and the complicated eight-diagram engravings on the bronze mirror broke like a spider web, turning into dots of light and shadows, and dissipated into the void.
The mirror shattered and the life appeared, and the killing bureau started.
Su Li slowly raised her right hand, her fingertips were like jade, and her vermilion nails outlined streams of light in the air. The stream of light was like fire but not fire, like water but not water, and it actually made a soft chant like Sanskrit when it wandered in the air.
"Do you really think that you can escape unscathed if you can see my fate?" Her voice was still gentle and full of smiles, but it revealed a cold murderous intent that made people's backs shiver.
Lin Fang stood still like a mountain, his eyes like torches. His breath seemed to sink into the ground in an instant, and all his restless thoughts were suppressed into his dantian, turning into a firm intention.
"You are too young." His voice was not loud, but it was as sonorous as iron and stone. "Do you think I stepped into this room without any preparation?"
As he spoke, he quietly turned his left palm, and a yellowed talisman appeared on his palm - the whole body was surrounded by purple lines, and the center was written in seal script with five characters: "Five Thunders to Suppress the Spirit".
That was the treasure that he realized and refined after staying in the ancestral hall of Baiyun Temple for seven days and observing the celestial secrets and star maps. It was specially used to break the situation of evil peach blossoms and Yin snakes.
"Suppress!"
Lin Fang roared, his voice was like thunder.
The spirit-suppressing talisman suddenly flew out, turned into a purple thunder, and suddenly struck the core of Su Li's aura!
Between the flashes of lightning, the air was burnt and pungent, and a corner of the "Lihuo Array Pattern" in the center of the Feng Shui array collapsed instantly, and the breath was disordered like a wild horse.
Su Li's originally confident expression stagnated slightly, and a hint of coldness flashed in his eyes.
"You... have seen through it a long time ago?"
Lin Fang raised his lips and approached step by step: "The 'Lihuo Peach Blossom Bureau' you set up, hiding the Yin Snake and the Moon Evil, is indeed exquisite. But you overlooked one thing-I have studied in Baiyun Temple for ten years, and I am most familiar with this kind of situation."
"As soon as you entered the room, I sensed that the peach blossom aura was too strong, which turned into murderous aura. Your Luoshen Bureau is just a variation of the ancient 'Red Beauty Devouring Life Array'."
Su Li nodded gently, as if approving, but also as if mocking.
"What a pity..." She clapped her hands, and a blood-colored shadow appeared in the air, like a spider web covering the void, and the sense of oppression suddenly increased.
"Do you think I only rely on the Yin Snake Peach Blossom Bureau? Lin Fang, you underestimated me."
That is the secret forbidden technique of the Blood Bureau Sect-"Life Binding Diagram"!
It is specially used to break the Eastern destiny body protection technique. Once it is launched, it can involve the opponent's Yuanshen Qi Sea, causing his five elements to reverse, and life and death are difficult to control!
Lin Fang's eyes condensed, and his wrist shook. A bronze coin popped out of his sleeve, rotating at high speed in the air, turning into a swimming dragon!
"Use copper as eyes, use Qi as a guide, and the world opens up-break!"
The copper coin was the "Breaking Ancient Coin" handed down by his grandfather before his death. It was recast in the late Qing Dynasty and was specially used to break the Western soul-suppressing technique.
With a "boom", two Feng Shui forces collided in the void, and the room suddenly shook!
The curtains were blown away, the tables and chairs were shattered in an instant, the paintings on the wall were torn into pieces, and the whole room seemed to be trapped in the eye of a hurricane.
Lin Fang was shocked and took three steps back, his chest was surging, and he almost vomited blood. He took a deep breath, clenched his teeth, and suddenly fell to his knees, with his palms on the ground, and whispered:
"The sky is round and the earth is square, the four images are the formation; Tai Chi is divided, and the eight gates are all responding. I take Qian as the leader, Kan as the auxiliary, and Zhen as the break, the wind and thunder shake the earth, and the six directions open the door!"
This is the secret of the Baiyun Temple's terrain counter-formation, which requires the internal energy to activate the Feng Shui veins and reverse the external situation into an internal energy formation!
He was sweating profusely on his back, and his soul was shaking, as if the meridians in his body were being tightened and pulled.
The next moment, a vibration sound like a low ringing of bells and drums came from under the floor, and an inexplicable breath rose from the ground, like a sleeping dragon being awakened.
"Ah!"
A bronze wind lion turned from the corner of the house, opened its mouth, and spit out a cold air. The cold wind swept past, and the wallpaper on the wall was instantly frosted.
Su Li's face suddenly changed: "You set up a game?!"
Lin Fang slowly stood up, sweat dripping from his forehead, but a sneer appeared at the corner of his mouth.
"This is Chinatown. No matter how strong you are, you can't control the 'remaining energy of the earth veins' here."
"This is the Feng Shui life root buried by my ancestors, and the aftershock of the soul laid by the flesh and blood of the predecessors. Your 'Western game' is here - it is not qualified to take root!"
Before the voice fell, a long bell suddenly echoed in the air-
"Dong--!"
Su Li's body shook, her face as pale as paper. Her internal breath was unstable, and she began to disorder herself, and the Feng Shui situation backfired on herself!
"Do you think you can win by breaking my formation?"
She suddenly laughed fiercely, and her red clothes burst suddenly, turning into thousands of flying butterflies, each butterfly was like smoke and fog, with the fragrance of peach blossoms and a faint blood color.
"Sacrifice yourself and turn into a butterfly, and end your breath against fate!"
This is the forbidden technique of the Blood Bureau Sect, which launches the final blow to the enemy at the cost of burning your own soul and severing your lifeline!
Lin Fang's face was as hard as iron, his blood and qi were running wildly, and his mouth was filled with blood. He formed a seal with his fingers and pressed them hard on the ground:
"Heaven is above! Qiankun reverses! Zhenlihe Gua, Fengshui closes the game!"
As he finished speaking, the ground veins turned back, the wind lion roared, and the Bagua formation seal on the bronze ware suddenly lit up!
The flying butterflies were instantly attracted, swallowed, and crushed by the Bagua!
Su Li's figure condensed in the air and turned into a shadow. She looked at Lin Fang with complicated eyes and suddenly whispered:
"You can break my game... He will appreciate you very much."
"He? Who?" Lin Fang growled.
Su Li did not answer, but showed a trace of sad smile, which quietly dissipated like a withered flower in the wind.
The room returned to silence, and the formation was completely destroyed.
Lin Fang sat down slowly, breathing rapidly, as if his whole body was drained. He felt sweet in his throat and spit out a mouthful of blood.
But he knew that he broke the game of Luoshen and also tore the prelude to the battle of fate.
A few days later, late at night in Chinatown, Lin Fang visited Wang Qiumin again.
"She is not an ordinary disciple of the blood game." Lin Fang said in a deep voice.
"Her name is Su Li, her real name is Su Ruoling, and she was once the adopted daughter of 'Lord Luo Ming', one of the 'Four Sons of Fortune'." Wang Qiu Ming's face was solemn and his tone was heavy.
"This time... you have already encountered the 'Old God's Game in the Fortune World'."
Lin Fang lowered his head and thought.
"They have noticed me."
"Then I will fight them to the end." His voice was as sonorous as gold and stone.
"I, Lin Fang, have left the mountain and I don't plan to turn back."
Far away in New York, on the top floor of a brightly lit skyscraper, a silver-haired old man was looking down at the fortune-telling bone diagram, and Lin Fang's figure appeared on the diagram.
He whispered softly:
"Lin Fang... you finally showed up."
"The gears of fate are starting to turn. We have been waiting for you for a long time."