Lucheng.

Looking at this boastful fortune-telling stall, Zishou immediately smiled and strode forward. However, the moment he stepped forward, Huang Feihu suddenly frowned, and half of his body without any trace was blocked by Di Xin.

forward.

A young Taoist with Fengxian Taoism in the stall squinted his eyes and lazily enjoyed the sunlight, but what made Huang Feihu frown secretly was the little Taoist boy beside him.

The Taoist boy was not very old, only about ten years old, but he had a strange phenomenon. He saw that this little Taoist boy had a face as red as red dates, with fangs on his mouth. The Taoist robe on his back had two holes torn, revealing a pair of

Gray wings.

Vision! Although there are many people in the human race who are born with visions, such a face still exudes a ferocious aura like a monster even if it is young.

"The flying tiger is fine, it's just a child."

What does it mean for an expert to be bold? Obviously Zi Shou is one of them. He is also extremely talented. His divine power is unmatched by ordinary warriors, not to mention ordinary immortals.

The ferocious-looking little Taoist boy yawned and couldn't help but glaring at the people who were walking towards him. However, he thought about his master's words and couldn't help but feel a little discouraged. He really didn't have much hope and looked at the two people who were approaching.

His voice was a little weak.

"For fortune telling, each hexagram starts with a thousand gold pieces."

Zishou, who had just walked to the stall, heard what Xiao Daotong said. His eyes suddenly twitched and he looked at Huang Feihu, as if asking him if he heard correctly?

Huang Feihu's eyes were somewhat sulky. He saw that this Taoist had some real abilities, but the opening was too big. He couldn't help but clasped his fists and said in a deep voice: "May I ask what Qianjin's starting point is?"

The hexagram Qianjin is already the lion's opening, but this is still the beginning.

Looking at the somewhat angry visitor, the little Taoist boy seemed to have become accustomed to it in the past two days. He pointed helplessly at the Taoist who was leaning leisurely on the chair and sighed: "My master decided it, and I can't do anything about it."

"Xiao Xinhuan, talk too much."

With a cry of pain, Xiao Xinhuan covered his head that was hit by the scabbard. The squinting Taoist behind him also slowly opened his eyes and looked at the two people who came, and yawned lazily.

"Different identities mean different calculations. Of course the hexagram gold is different. I wonder if you two want to calculate the same hexagram."

Zi Shou, who exclaimed slightly, suddenly showed a bold smile. He sat directly in front of the stall, looked at the Taoist and said casually: "Come and tell me a fortune. I wonder what Taoist Master Jin wants?"

The Taoist was Qingyun Taoist who came down from Qingyun Gate. He traveled to eight hundred princes along the way and finally returned to the territory of Dashang. Among them, he also accepted the future Thunder Lord, Xiao Xinhuan, who was still young.

Looking at the person in front of him, Qingyun smiled, "Then it depends on who you are."

Seeing that the other party was so confident, he was either real or bluffing. He immediately laughed and said, "No matter what the current war in Dongyi is like with Dashang."

Zi Shou smiled and Huang Feihu beside him also smiled, while Qingyun opposite him also smiled.

"If you can calculate it, the hexagram gold is a ray of luck for the great merchant."

In an instant, Zi Shou and Huang Feihu's expressions hardened. They no longer looked as casual as before, but became serious. Zi Shou stood up, took a deep breath, and respectfully clasped his fists and said, "I don't know who the immortal is."

This is almost asking whether the person is a disciple of Jie Jiao. After all, there are many Jie Jiao disciples in Dashang nowadays, and of course there are also legends about other immortals.

"Haha, I am just an idle Taoist from the human race."

When Qingyun said this with a smile, he expressed two meanings. One was his identity as a human race, and the other was that he was not involved in any sect.

After hearing this, Zi couldn't help but look at Huang Feihu. The two of them looked a little solemn. This fate was of great importance, but it was normal.

Nowadays, monks all over the world join the dynasty to serve as officials, firstly for the sake of wealth and honor in the world, and secondly, to take advantage of the luck of the human race for cultivation. How could they not know their identities?

Especially Zi Shou, as the future heir of Dashang, Emperor Yi had already given each of his three sons nine strands of Dashang's fortune, so that each of the three sons could win over their own people.

With this ray of fortune from the Great Shang, cultivators learn that they can be protected by the meager fortune of the Great Shang Dynasty of the human race for one year. If they want to last for a long time, they need to become an official in the court, or be granted a title. Only in this way can they enjoy the fortune of the human dynasty.

, the rise and fall of dynasties must also be involved.

After hearing the identity of the other party, Zishou showed a relaxed smile, "A ray of luck will do, as long as the Taoist priest can calculate Dongyi's victory or defeat."

"Win."

Time seemed to stand still. After watching Qingyun spit out a word, Zishou and Huang Feihu stared with big eyes, seeming to say that's it? You are simply fooling people. The apprentice Xin Huan on the side even covered his hands with his hands.

His face was filled with embarrassment.

His master was so unreliable. Thinking of all the past events, Xin Huan felt a little sad at this moment. Although his master took him in, he was extremely grateful, but with this unreliable character, he swore that when he grew up,

You must leave. At worst, come back from time to time to honor your master.

"Taoist Master, is this a bit hasty?"

Huang Feihu suppressed the anger in his heart, but his piercing eyes were clearly filled with anger. When asked about victory or defeat, you simply said victory. A fool also knows that in Dashang, if you say defeat, you are not looking for trouble, let alone this

Victory or defeat! Half and half! You must be confused.

Zi Shou took a deep breath, feeling that he had met his opponent today, while Qing Yun looked at Huang Feihu's somewhat sulky eyes and couldn't help but reveal a look of realization.

"It's indeed a bit sloppy. Dashang should win! Dongyi loses!"

....

At this moment, Huang Feihu really doubted whether the Taoist in front of him was a fake Taoist, while Zi Shou on the side took a deep breath again, grinned with his white teeth and said to Qingyun: "A ray of luck is okay, but not

Do you know if length counts for anything else?"

"What's the point?"

Qingyun looked at the two of them with doubtful eyes, his white teeth suddenly revealed a sunny smile, and he slowly stretched out his powerful fist, "Didn't Taoist Master figure out that he has suffered a bloody disaster today?"

While they were talking and laughing, Zi Shou's palm had already tightly grasped the Taoist's wrist, like an iron hoop, with a smile still on his face. When Xin Huan saw this, he hurriedly yelled: "Let go of my master."

After saying that, he was about to rush forward, but just when Huang Feihu was about to catch him, Qingyun smiled and shook his head, signaling Xin Huan not to be impulsive.

Facing the young Zishou, Qingyun also smiled, revealing his white teeth, and said with a smile: "Forget it, I have only brought bloody disasters to others in my life, and no one has ever brought this to me."

Under Zi Shou's astonished gaze, his wrist tightened and he didn't know when a hand had grasped his wrist, but what he grasped was a stone, which he immediately crushed into powder with a click.

Blindfold!

"Is this little friend a member of the same profession? He can actually predict the bloody disaster for me?"

With a joking smile, Zishou knew this time that the other party had real abilities, but he would not admit defeat. He felt that his wrist was like an iron hoop and he couldn't move at all, and he immediately laughed.

It was just a blindfold, he didn't believe that ordinary monks could control his power.

"I have made a fortune telling for the Taoist Priest. Today there will be a disaster of blood and light. The gold and hemp in this fortune will be regarded as canceling each other out."

Overlord hexagram! Qingyun looked at Zi Shou in shock. This emperor who received mixed reviews from later generations did not expect that he would meet his opponents. There were those who ate the Overlord’s meals, and those who were beaten by the Overlord’s prostitutes. But this was the first time he saw someone.

Dare to come here for free prostitution and fortune telling.

Qingyun suddenly laughed, "Okay, it's really good. In that case, I'll have to figure out whether there will be a bloody disaster today."

As soon as he let go, Zishuo slowly and quietly retracted his arm. At this time, the wrist hidden in the sleeve was already black and blue, but he did not frown at all, nor did his expression change at all. If he hadn't hidden it at this time,

The wrist in the sleeve is trembling, and I'm afraid I really think this person can't feel pain.

Qingyun stretched out his palms and kept calculating with squinted eyes, pretending to be a Taoist master. After a moment, he turned his head and looked at Huang Feihu and Zi Shou with a grin.

"You made a mistake in your calculation. I did not suffer a bloody disaster today. Instead, I calculated that you two will suffer a black and blue disaster today."

Black and blue disaster? Zi Shou and Huang Feihu looked at each other with doubts on their faces. Qing Yun across from him narrowed his eyes, looked at the two of them and said, "This hexagram is considered a gift from me."

The next moment! Xin Huan, who was suddenly standing aside, under the secret gestures of his master, his two small hands directly spilled white ash under the shocked eyes of Zi Shou and Huang Feihu. At the same time, there were two ugly gray wings on the little Taoist's back.

Incited, the two of them immediately screamed in pain, their eyes burning and stinging.

"I'll let you have sex for nothing, and I'll let you tell the Bawang divination."

"Let's see if you dare to have sex with me in the future. You are a bastard who is tired of living on arsenic."

Ouch~ Ouch~

With their eyes stinging, Huang Feihu and Zi Shou's bodies remained motionless as if they were possessed by evil spirits. Qingyun directly picked up the scabbard and started beating them, as if the common people and soldiers wandering around did not see them.

The screams of pain kept sounding, and it was the first time since I could remember that I was beaten like this. I immediately started to curse in anger.

"What a thief! If you dare to hit me, do you know who I am?"

"I'll let you tell the Bawang divination, I'll let you have sex for free, I'll let you offset each other."

"You bastard, Ouch! Do you know the identity of the person you beat? Ouch~"

Huang Feihu and Zi screamed in pain at the same time when they were threatened by the two. At this moment, they knew that they were definitely talking about the iron plate.

On weekdays, let alone the scabbard, the two of them remained motionless even when their bodies were hit with ordinary iron rods. The steel and iron bones were no exaggeration, but for some reason, the opponent's simple scabbard stung every time.

.

It seemed that every blow hit the souls of the two of them. Xin Huan on the side was a little excited at first, but then he couldn't help but become worried.

"Master, Master, please stop fighting. Why don't you continue to fight and kill them? The identities of these two people are not simple at first glance."

After beating the two of them, Qingyun seemed to have vented enough. He breathed a refreshing breath, turned his head and looked at Xin Huan with a cheerful smile, "My good disciple, today my master will take you to have a big meal."

meal."

He kicked the two of them on the buttocks hard, then stretched out his hand and grabbed the money bag from their waist. Qingyun threw it up and down twice in a refreshing mood, and opened it.

He couldn't help but look at the two of them with disgust and disdain.

"What kind of stuff are the princes of Dashang and Huang Gun's son? They don't even know how to bring more money when they go out."

"Let's go, disciple, we can't eat the big dinner tonight. I will take you to eat solid food."
To be continued...