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"Then what kind of strength does it take to know that?" Mu Hanyan was a little happy that it was finally not a silent answer, and asked.
"Above Saint level."
Mu Hanyan was silent for a moment. Although she could rely on her own practice to improve her strength with the upgraded Tianxin technique, the enormous amount of energy required for each advancement made it impossible to reach the Saint level step by step.
"Can't we do it a little earlier?" Mu Hanyan was so curious about Xinghuan Qianji that she asked without giving up.
"No, it will do you no good. My origin is a punishment from heaven and will harm you." The words on the astrolabe made people feel an indescribable heaviness.
"Okay, then let's wait until I reach the Saint level." Mu Hanyan's heart also became heavy, and she stopped asking questions.
"By the way, you said that this Star Illusion Thousand Machines Technique is a trivial skill that you passed on. Does that mean that you are also an astrologer?" Mu Hanyan changed the subject and asked curiously.
"You dare compare me to that kind of charlatan? Do I look like one?" The star disk flashed another row of small characters, answering arrogantly. If this guy had nostrils, they would probably be pointing upwards, and when it rained, they would definitely fill with water.
"Don't you think so?" Mu Hanyan stared intently at the star chart. Whether it was the meteor shower earlier or the Fire Orchid later, this guy had always predicted the future, and occasionally liked to play some mysterious tricks. What else could he be but a charlatan?
A frantic expression appeared on the star chart.
"Can you teach me the art of astrology?" Mu Hanyan waited for the expression to disappear, guessing that it had gotten over its anger, and then asked.
"I won't teach you." Xinghuan Qianji refused simply and directly.
"Don't be so stingy. Teach me a little." Although Mu Hanyan said she enjoyed the fun of competing with Xinghuan Qianji, she was still very impressed by this mysterious legendary treasure. Hearing that the astrological divination formula in front of her was also passed down by it, Mu Hanyan also took a slight interest in astrological divination.
"You can't learn it because your strength is too low." A few small words appeared on the star disk. This time it was not competing with Mu Hanyan, but because it thought her strength was too low.
Mu Hanyan was greatly shocked by this answer and curled her lips in disappointment.
"You can learn from this book of divination." Perhaps it was to comfort her, but a few more words appeared on the star chart.
"You said it's just a trivial skill, why should I learn it?" Mu Hanyan said disdainfully.
"It's a trivial skill for me, but it's not for you. It will be very beneficial if you learn it."
"Okay, I'll learn and you'll teach me now?" Mu Hanyan suddenly became energetic again.
Xingpan rolled his eyes and ignored her.
Turn it over again, turn it over again, do you think I can't do it? Mu Hanyan also rolled her eyes, looking at the star map, rolling her eyes at each other.
"Are you going to teach me or not?" After staring for a long time, the white eyes on the star plate were still rolling brightly, but Mu Hanyan felt a little pain in her eyes, and secretly cursed herself for being stupid. It's just a star plate, it can be rolled for a thousand or ten thousand years without any problem. If you compare with it, aren't you waiting to go blind?
"Go learn from him." A smug smile appeared on the astrolabe.
Looking for him? Mu Hanyan certainly knew who he was referring to. Who else could be in the room besides Qu Shanling?
Mu Hanyan was genuinely skeptical of this old charlatan who had dyed his hair white and wrinkled his face to deceive people. But since Xing Huan Qianji asked to learn from him, then he would learn from him. Playing around aside, Mu Hanyan still had unconditional trust in Xing Huan Qianji, the even older charlatan.