Chapter 131 Your circle is really in chaos

In the dark wind and snow, the desolate Taoist priest had a smile on his face.

He was not surprised at all by the mystery of the closed-eyed old man in front of him.

In other words, he doesn't find it strange what kind of people are coming to this border city now.

In the past, many dynasties and sects just waited and watched.

The recent outbreak of the series of events surrounding the border closure forced them to believe in the authenticity of the rumors.

Dali Dynasty's major counties are relatively close to each other, so they all come earlier.

And as the New Year is approaching, or at most after the New Year, people from all the major dynasties and sect families in the entire East Continent may be coming.

It is unknown what kind of chaotic situation Fengjiang will face by then.

But there are always some lessons learned.

For example, a certain dynasty in Qingyun Continent once opened a secret blessed land called ‘Qiulidongtian’.

Although it was far inferior to the Qingqiu Cave in Baidi City, it still alarmed all the monks in the world.

Since it had only been open for a short time at that time, within a few months, a large number of monks had gathered in that dynasty.

What's more, it was a smoky and chaotic mess.

In addition to the fight for the cave heaven and paradise.

Many of these people also have personal grudges.

After all, they are all monks, and they play in a free and easy manner.

Therefore, enemies don't say much when they meet, they just deal with them on the spot, just draw their swords and do it!

But no one paid attention to you when you were fighting outside, but you were in someone else's dynasty, so you didn't care, and the fight was a mess.

After finishing the work, the two of them slapped their butts and left, leaving chicken feathers all over the floor.

The last dynasty was angry and directly divided the territory of the Cave Heaven Paradise.

Let the people there migrate en masse.

No way, those monks either come from powerful backgrounds or have lofty realms.

One or two people can stop it, but when dozens or hundreds of people suddenly fight, fighting breaks out every three days, who can stand this thing?

The most outrageous thing is that the competition between many monks has even risen to another level, and the sects have to be moved over and fight directly on the battlefield.

There are also people who shamelessly open the market off-site and create their own rankings and lists.

You know, as long as you have this thing, it doesn't matter whether you are authoritative or not. As long as someone is not on the list or is suppressed by others, it involves face, and you can't do anything even if you don't think of it.

Anyway, it ended up being a mess.

I almost lost that dynasty.

From this, this is a lesson learned from the past.

With these historical experiences, it is enough to predict what Fengjiang City will look like in the future.

Of course, almost all monks know these things, and it is not a secret.

Everyone knows it very well and knows that this is not good, but they just don’t change it.

Compared with that dynasty, Fengjiang's small stature is still too insignificant.

Can't stand the hassle at all.

At the same time, the attitude of the Dali Dynasty was not clear enough.

This makes more people speculate.

Most likely he wanted to learn the methods of the dynasty in Qingyun Continent.

If you give up early, you will suffer less disaster.

"character."

Qi Beifeng rubbed his palms, looked at the old man and said.

Hearing this, the old man stretched out his hand and made two gestures in the void: "Can it be calculated?"

The Taoist priest narrowed his eyes and carefully watched the traces of the void, but his hands had already begun to outline these strange strokes on the snow.

a long time.

Qi Beifeng stopped sketching and destroyed the things sketched on the snow with one kick.

He looked at the old man: "It's such a good plan. You just want me to calculate the secrets of a bun. Isn't it too little?"

The old man with his eyes closed laughed when he heard this and said: "You just said yes, so I gave the buns to you. Now that you have eaten the buns, you have to work, right? Could it be that the Taoist priests of the Yin and Yang family are all such scoundrels? No wonder.

There is no successor."

"Damn!" Qi Beifeng had a dark look on his face, and his whole body felt bad: "Hey! Old man, business is business, and you don't have to bury people like this. What do you mean by having no successor? Am I not a human being?"

The old man let go of the child's hand, leaned on the crutches with both hands, and faced the Taoist priest Qi Beifeng.

The closed eyes under the white eyebrows were about to move slightly.

The Taoist priest was so frightened that he quickly stood up and stopped him: "Oh, hey! Yes, yes! It won't happen, hehehehe."

The old man nodded and smiled without saying a word.

The downtrodden Taoist priest sighed helplessly, then sat cross-legged, feeling calm and relaxed in an instant!

Then when he sat down, a Yin-Yang Bagua plate appeared. The hexagrams on the plate were rotating in an uncertain manner, and the universe was reversed.

After a long time, the yin and yang disappeared, and Qi Beifeng opened his eyes again.

"Old man, you've put in a lot of effort this time, how much can you give me?"

"Don't worry, I won't treat you badly."

Taoist Yile: "Well, that person is no longer alive."

The old man's eyebrows moved slightly, and he suddenly sighed: "Are you dead..."

But the Taoist priest shook his head: "No, it's not on the road to the world, nor to the road to the underworld. The details are too deep, so I can't move, but there is a high probability that it is not down there."

The old man was stunned: "Isn't it down there? Could it be that it has already gotten into the woman's belly?"

"...!" The Taoist priest's face stiffened, this was really messy: "I don't know, he's not dead anyway."

The old man looked a little unhappy when he heard this.

But when he touched the head of the child next to him, he seemed to be happy again.

"Hmph, it doesn't matter whether he dies or not. He doesn't care about his son. He's quite interested in finding a woman. What a waste. In the end, he's still living on a woman's belly. Huh, when he sees his son is older than him, he won't tell anyone.

It’s not embarrassing.”

The little boy turned back and looked at the old man: "Is that belly my mother's?"

"..." The old man was speechless: "Only a ghost knows who your mother is."

The little boy tilted his head, feeling a little regretful.

"Hehe, um..." Qi Beifeng interrupted with a smile.

I really can't stand hearing this nonsense. I can only say that your circle is a bit chaotic.

"Ahem, look, I've finished this calculation. Can I add some more?"

The old man nodded: "It should be."

As he spoke, he took out two cents from his sleeve and gave it to the child: "Go and buy another bun."

"..." Qi Beifeng's eyelids twitched: "Old man, you are going a little too far."

The old man closed his eyes and smiled heartily: "Hahaha, you Yin Yang Taoist priest is so unreasonable. How could you suddenly change your mind when you originally agreed to trade with buns?"

"Um?"

"You tell me how much to add, then I will add a bun for you. Isn't this too little?"

"Ah, this..."

"Okay, if that's the case, then I won't give it to you!" The old man lost his temper, took the child who had just bought the buns, and turned around to leave: "I changed my mind in the middle. It doesn't matter if I don't give you this bun. I haven't eaten it yet, old man.

The charlatan is really shameless."

"What the fuck???" Qi Beifeng stood there with a confused look on his face.

What the hell did I say about me?

Blame me?

"Damn! You damn blind man! You're fucking kidding me!"

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To be continued...