Chapter 361: My Name is Qingluo

The old Daoist stared at Chen Feng, remaining silent for a long time.

Chen Feng was also sizing up the old Daoist, even extending his Divine Sense to probe him.

But soon, Chen Feng was surprised.

Because he found that his Divine Sense could not penetrate the old Daoist; it was shrouded in a layer of grey haze.

This was a very rare occurrence for Chen Feng.

Even at the same level, Chen Feng could usually gain some insights, but with this old Daoist, Chen Feng could see nothing.

However, the old Daoist couldn't see through Chen Feng either.

He began moving his fingers, murmuring incantations, but his brow furrowed deeper and deeper.

After a while, the old Daoist said in astonishment, "Strange, I can't make any predictions."

"What do you mean?"

Chen Feng stared at the old Daoist.

The old Daoist seriously said, "Sir, your fate is very unusual. Could you spare a drop of your blood for me? I will make a prediction for you, free of charge."

"Sure."