Listening to Yuan Tiangang's hexagram explanation, talking about the future, talking about the career, Pu Dali listened very seriously, who knew that this Yuan Daoist, touching his beard, his half-squinted eyes suddenly opened slightly, and the tone in his mouth turned in vain, and he calculated a catastrophe for Pu Dali, a catastrophe that occurred once in 800 years.

"I can go to you, you old way is talking nonsense, Lao Tzu didn't live enough for a hundred years, eight hundred years later, could it be that someone wants to dig my grave and steal me to accompany the burial? ”

Although Pu Dali is a mountain god, but also a rough person, except for the sixteen lines of "Taishang Induction Chapter" engraved on the cliff left by Shangxian Jin Kai, I haven't read many sage books, and when I saw this Taoist priest's exit is a catastrophe that befell him, he blurted out a sentence in his heart, and then he still held back.

Pu Dali subconsciously shook off Yuan Tiangang's sympathetic arm on his body, turned around and wanted to leave, his front foot just stepped out of the threshold, and his right foot did not lift for a long time.

"In the next place, just answer the hexagram, believe it or not, it's all up to the donor himself, hehe. ”

Yuan Tiangang was not annoyed, but his tone was full of sympathy and understanding, which made Pu Dali panic.

At the moment when Pu Dali raised his left foot and wanted to step out of the door, he thought of the fate of the Dragon King of Jinghe, and silently recited in his heart, impulse is the devil, so he took back the left foot that stretched out of the door.

Pu Dali, who turned to read it, had a smile on his face, just like an orangutan in the sky after a rainstorm washed away in the night, yes, an orangutan.

"Master, save me~", they all said that there is gold under the man's knees, Pu Dali must not have read this sentence, and the love arises, plop it out.

Pu Dali knelt on the ground and hugged Yuan Tiangang's trouser leg, as if he was afraid that he would run away.

Pu Dali's old face transformed by pine bark was already full of wrinkles, not gentle, more than scary, and at this moment, he put on a professional smirk, hugged Yuan Tiangang's trouser leg, and begged him with his head up, which made Yuan Tiangang look panicked.

"Alas, don't panic, hurry up, don't stain my floor, uh, no, don't stain my clothes, the ground is cold, easy to frostbite. ”

"Master, if you refuse to save me and teach me the way to cross the calamity, I won't get up. When people face an unknown and accurately informed fate, they are like a lonely boat in the boundless sea, how can Pu Dali let go of this life-saving rope.

"It's not that I won't help you, the Heavenly Destiny Chart has a number of days, isn't there still 800 years. Eh, don't worry, don't pull my pants, there are so many people outside. ”

"I don't, I don't, I don't, I don't get up, I don't listen, I don't listen, Wang Ba recites the scriptures~" Pu Dali just hugged Yuan Tiangang's thigh and shook it vigorously, shaking it like shaking an ingot.

Yuan Tiangang was shaken dizzy by him, and when he lowered his head, he smiled like a devil's withered branch, and his ears were disgusting and coquettish, "I don't, I don't, I don't." ”

Finally, he couldn't bear it anymore, Yuan Tiangang shook his hands and waved his robe, "I'm afraid of you! I'll pass you on the method of crossing the catastrophe, if you remember this sentence, you can be safe and sound." Come with your ears."

Yuan Tiangang whispered in Pu Dali's ear, "The husband can bend and stretch, and the one who knows the times is a handsome." Don't be reckless at the critical moment, you can save your life. ”

From now on, Pu Dali will take the four words of holding on to his life as his life creed, counting the arrival of 800 years of calamity.

In the days that followed, Pu Dali couldn't sleep steadily, just like a person who was declared terminally ill and gave you a way to save you, and his heart was worried and uneasy.

And so the days flew by.

Whenever there is a god on the Black Fox Mountain to encircle and suppress, Pu Dali is only responsible for leading the way, never participating in the battle, every time he evades, plus his own mana in the eyes of the god, it is also a non-popular goods, although occasionally ushered in sneering, not too many people care.

The days passed smoothly, and after eight hundred years, Pu Dali was just lazy, and his mana was growing day by day with his cultivation.

In an accident, after Pu Dali punched a tiger spirit away, slowly, some mountain and wild spirits that Pu Dali didn't dare to provoke were gradually ignored.

Pu Dali slowly changed from a mountain god to a mountain king of this generation, except for the Black Fox Mountain himself who avoided it from a distance, and the other little demons in the upper vein did not shout when they saw Pu Dali.

The years are easy to forget, and the strength is easy to inflate.

These two points are all accounted for by Pu Dali.

Until the day came, the mountain god Pu vigorously recalled the fear of being dominated by the great demon.

"Uncle, you just bypass the small one, the small one has eyes and doesn't know Mount Tai, and you have a lot of adults." ”

Ah Jiu is still motionless.

The evening breeze blew in the forest of Chen Gongshan, and time did not stand still, what about Ah Jiu's heart.

Ah Jiu's heart was turbulent at this time.

A quarter of an hour ago.

However, Pu Dali saw the first time that the demon and the motionless Ah Jiu next to him were the first thing he thought was that the goblin who had just transformed was sucking the yang energy of the strong young man.

But he didn't think about it, he still capsized the boat, and he looked away, and Pu vigorously brandished a mountain chopping knife to attack, in the eyes of the demon of Pranya, it was like a child holding a rattle and fighting.

After a few blinks of an eye, the mountain chopper had been broken into a few knots and was abandoned to the ground, and Pu Dali was also kicked to the point that his nose was blue and his face was swollen, and his nose bleeded.

Just when the Pranyo Demon raised his right foot and swept with one foot, with surging demonic power, he kicked towards Pu Dali's head with the momentum of thunder, and the entire space trembled slightly.

Pu Dali's heart secretly said, it's not good, is my life resting, thinking quickly, the memory that was forgotten by Pu Dali, Yuan Tiangang's figure appeared, and said in his ear the words that he had said to him once, so that he should not forget, "The husband can bend and kneel, and being able to be the last word." ”

"Plop", Pu Dali knelt so fast, it was this kneeling that made him able to avoid the attack of Praruo, Praruo's leg wind swept the tips of Pu Dali's hair, and the remaining strength swept to the granite boulder on the side, the boulder shattered in response to the sound, drifted away with the wind, and turned into powder.

Looking at the smashed granite boulder on the side, Pu Dali was afraid for a while, if this kick fell on his head, wouldn't his head be the same as a watermelon that was burst.

The heart has been decided, Pu Dali no longer hesitates, real man, just do what you say, say that kneeling must be faster than anyone kneeling.

Pu Dali decided to come up with a perfect reason between the lightning and flint, and after three-quarters of the pillar of incense, the monster on the other side would let him go.

"There was once a sincere love in front of me, I didn't cherish it, and I regretted it when I lost it, if God could give me another chance......"

"You don't have a chance, you don't have a chance."

Go to hell and pray, if you are not half distracted, you are tired of playing at this time, your palm turns into a knife, your hand rises and falls, and you are merciless.

The palm of the hand did not fall in the end, hanging in the air, a strong arm, a rough hand grasped his wrist.

It was Ah Jiu's arm, and the divine natural breath flowed in his blood, "Let him go." ”

With a cruel smile, Ah Jiu woke up.

Everything went according to schedule.

Looking at the palm that stopped in the air, Pu Dali's eyes looking at Ah Jiu were full of pleading, pleading.

"He didn't do anything bad. ”

"Hmph", Pranya withdrew his palm, shook his robe, turned away, and asked in a sarcastic tone, "Bad things?

"I remember, but hatred is not a reason to vent violence, what I lost, I will take it back with my own hands. ”

Ah Jiu clenched his fists and pointed to the sky.