Feng Xian Ling took out a few copper coins hidden on his body, and said frankly, "Half a month ago, someone made a divination, and calculated that there would be nobles in my Changqing County in the next few days, and there would be a place where there are koi, I thought that this koi was raised by a large family in the back garden pool, if the nobles passed through my Changqing County, how would they go to the back garden of other people's houses, so I thought of the place where koi are sold on this street." Sure enough, the hour and the place were exactly the same as those of the man's divination. "When the koi fish leaps over the dragon gate, there will be extravagance.

Such a magical divination technique, as long as you use copper coins to divination, you can not know everything in the world, Murong Qingran was shocked.

The thirteenth prince listened to Feng Xianling's words, and thought that he had just performed the Daoist salute to Feng Xianling on the street, so he revealed that he was also a disciple of the Daomen, but he was a disciple of the Daomen to cover up his true identity, and he was not suitable for cultivation, and for so many years on Qishan, his Dao cultivation was not even as good as the octagonal.

The old master said that he did not have the foundation of cultivation and his qualifications were insufficient. At this point, he admitted, no matter how hard he tried, the Dharma would stagnate.

When he entered the new master's sect, the master in charge did not teach him any advanced Taoism, and he may feel that teaching him was in vain. Therefore, he was just taught some basic Daomen swordsmanship, and these Daomen swordsmanship were enough for him to walk on the rivers and lakes.

"Can that person figure out who this son is?" Practicing such a profound divination, the divination person should not be underestimated, maybe the person Feng Xianling said is not necessarily himself, the thirteen sons are on guard, and the Daomen is not all righteous and heroic, with the growing strength of the Qishan faction, there are many unfilial children under the door, but a few real people who are respectful, never believe that their disciples will do such dirty things, every time he mentions it, those teachers and uncles will scold him, and also go to the master to say that he does not practice, and only knows how to play right and wrong all day long, and the Taoism will not grow. In order not to affect the master, he can only be punished.

Those old fools are not as sober as the second master Bo Ziyuan, who is drunk all day long.

"No, and I am not good at learning arts, and I have not obtained the true inheritance of the master, I am already in the mortal world, and naturally I can't be considered a nobleman." Feng Xianling thought that he had studied hard for more than ten years, and once he was named on the gold list, he thought that his career would be bright and that he could seek well-being for the people of the world, and he didn't want this officialdom to be cunning, he was kicked out of the Beijing division before he could gain a firm foothold, and came to this remote county where birds don't lay eggs, and became a sesame mung bean official.

"Which Taoist is you?" If it is a few disciples of real people, the thirteen princes must have seen it in the mountains for so many years, and the thirteen princes secretly guessed that they would know the divination skills of the third master Bo Zichen Zhenren, and that would be the disciples of the third master.

"Don't hide from the nobles, in Xia Feng Qian, the family teacher is Shi Jin, the second disciple of Zichen Zhenren, five years ago, the family teacher violated the door rules and was expelled from the Qishan faction, and I was injured and saved, the master said that he had a fate with me, so he taught me divination, half a month ago, the master exhausted his internal strength to divinate a hexagram, and the divination was this hexagram." As he spoke, Feng Qian put the copper coin in his hand on the table, "This is a token, please take a look at it." ”

The thirteenth prince picked up these copper plates and held them in his hands, in the Qishan faction, he and Senior Brother Shi Jin are the best, Senior Brother Shi Jin is generous, and often takes care of him, Senior Brother Shi Jin uses copper coins for divination, how could he not know.

"You are really a disciple of Senior Brother Shi Jin." Feng Qian's truth, all the doubts of the thirteen princes have been solved, with the divination skills of senior brother Shi Jin, it is not difficult to calculate these things, then, the Taoist ribbon around Feng Qian's waist should be deliberately exposed for him to discover, this Taoist ribbon is not Feng Qian's, but Shi Jin's senior brother's, the thirteen prince's face is solemn, five years ago when Senior Brother Shi Jin was driven out of Qishan, he happened to be in Qizhou for the imperial brother to find the spring of the threshold spring for treatment, and when he returned to Qishan, everything was settled, and he also knelt in front of the master and begged the master for a long time, As a result, the master did not take a step out of the Qing Cultivation Palace, let alone investigate the matter of Senior Brother Shi Jin.

The thirteenth prince called Shi Jin as a senior brother, then, according to the seniority, it was Feng Qian's uncle, Feng Qian knelt down, his face was excited, "Little uncle, you must be the thirteenth junior uncle that the master often mentions, ask the little uncle to uphold justice for the family teacher, the family teacher is wronged, before the family teacher died, he kept holding my hand and said that he did not collude with the ghost gate, little uncle, the family teacher died blindly." ”

Senior Brother Shi Jin died, and the thirteenth prince changed color in a panic, no wonder Feng Qian said just now that he hadn't figured out his identity, not because he couldn't calculate it, but because he had not had time to count, he had already passed away.

"You get up first, this matter has been in the past five years, and I have been investigating it for the past five years, but ......" the thirteenth prince sighed, "Although I am in charge of the sect, I have many scruples in Qishan." ”

It turned out that Senior Brother Shi Jin, who had been looking for five years, was in Changqing County, he had come to Qizhou several times, why didn't he come to Changqing County, the Thirteenth Prince blamed himself in his heart, Senior Brother Shi, I was late.

Feng Qian was gloomy, what Uncle Xiao said was right, if Master's grievances were so easy to clear, Master would not end up depressed.

"Take me to see Senior Brother Shi." The thirteenth prince put away the copper coin, his face was gloomy, and there was a murderous aura.

Feng Qian didn't dare to slack off, "Yes, junior uncle." ”

In front of her, an outsider, they talked about the secret affairs of the Qishan faction, Murong Qingran was surprised by the trust of the thirteenth prince in her, but thinking that they were also allies, each got what he needed, Murong Qingran didn't want to do so much, anyway, they went their own way, she avenged her, and he cultivated his way, and there would never be an intersection.

Shi Jin's bones are buried in the deserted suburbs of Changqing County facing the direction of Qishan, and the people of the Tao, pursuing feathering and returning to immortals, naturally do not care about the prosperity of the place where they sleep in this world, there is no tombstone, and there is no burial thing, so they lie here quietly and sleep with the loess.

Burning three pillars of incense on the grave, Feng Qian knelt down and wept bitterly.

The thirteenth prince sprinkled a handful of loess and said to the small mound, Senior Brother Shi, I have found her, back then you said that this was irreversible in the will of heaven, I didn't believe it, and today, I have no power to return to the sky. No matter what, I won't forget your grievances, you wait, I will soon send someone to take you back to Qishan, where you will be buried.

The thirteenth prince and Feng Qian worshiped Daoist Shi Jin, Murong Qingran didn't know this Daoist Shijin, so naturally she didn't feel the slightest sadness, she put the koi in the fish basket into the stream next to the small mound, "Where you come from, you should go back." "Although the stream is small, the place where it flows is magnificent.

Yes, where you come from, where you should go back, the thirteenth prince's body was slammed, his identity as a disciple in charge of the sect was not ordinary, and his words and deeds were stared at, but if someone else went to investigate the matter of Senior Brother Shi Jin, then no one would be suspicious.

"Feng Qian, in two months, Qishan will recruit new disciples to get started, and you will go too. At that time, it was said that it was personally recommended by the head teacher. "The master in charge has already allowed Xiao Yan in person, and if there is one more person, it will not be in the way, anyway, those senior brothers who are responsible for recruiting disciples under their disciples dare not go to the Qing Xiu Hall of the master to ask how many people the master has enlightened, and besides, the entrance assessment is based on real skills, and it can't be passed, even if it is recommended by the head teacher, it is useless.

"I will find out the truth and restore Master's innocence." He didn't want to do this broken county order for a long time, and two months later, he resigned to go to the Tao, and the imperial court would not be an enemy of the Qishan faction for him alone, Feng Qian kowtowed, "Thank you, little uncle." ”

Regardless of the county order, to be a small Qishan sect disciple, Radish quietly whispered to Murong Qingran, "Miss, the cultivation is really so good. ”

"We are mortals, we have to eat whole grains, and we can't reach their realm." Murong Qingran yawned, she was so sleepy, she didn't sleep enough during the day, it was a long life for her, staring at the two koi in the creek, Murong Qingran narrowed her eyes slightly.

Dozing off in front of the grave, isn't it a great disrespect to the deceased, Radish hurriedly shouted, "Miss, miss, don't sleep." "Miss is asleep, how can he take Miss back.

"Don't make any noise, I'll just sleep for a while." Murong Qingran was half-squatting in front of the stream, but his eyes were already closed.

Radish was almost crying, Miss is noble, who dares to touch her, I want His Royal Highness the King of Chu to touch Miss Hao's wrist, and I was slapped by Miss for him, and I am dead, this time I am really dead. Miss Keliu is here, in case he catches a cold, the boss won't chop him up.

The hem of the plain dress mopped the floor, the clothes were fluttering, although Murong Qingran was in a half-squatting position, he was already drowsy.

It's worthy of Miss, this can also sleep, Radish sighed, while waiting, almost a feeling of seeing death as home, in case Miss falls asleep, it is very likely to fall into the stream, then, he must save Miss, but Miss is the most reluctant to touch her, so ...... Radish looked at his hands, and cried in his heart, who should he break his hands, woo......

"What's wrong with her?" After the thirteenth prince worshipped, he saw that the radish looked nervous, thinking that something had happened to Murong Qingran, so he walked quickly to Murong Qingran, squatted down, and reached under the tip of her nose, fortunately, breathing evenly, the thirteenth prince smiled dumbly, this woman was actually asleep.

He still has to save his life to protect Miss, or let the Thirteenth Prince take the risk, Radish timidly took a step back, and took another step back, in fact, he also looked forward to it in his heart, if His Royal Highness the King of Chu has to make an inch of progress this time and offend Miss, according to Miss's temperament, how will he treat His Royal Highness the King of Chu, it should not be as simple as slapping him.

It was not early, and the thirteenth prince called a few times, and when he saw that Murong Qingran did not react, he said, "You forced me, don't blame me." "Touching Murong Qingran, even touching her clothes, the thirteenth prince has a sense of fear in his heart, this demon girl got angry, opened her teeth and danced her claws, and the six relatives didn't recognize her, and even he couldn't resist it.

Alas, wasn't it really spineless to be beaten by her, the thirteenth prince gritted his teeth and stretched out his hand, wanting to hold Murong Qingran in his arms. Who knows, there was a tingling pain in his waist, and he didn't stand firm on his feet, and the whole person was pushed into the stream, poof, and the water splashed in the stream. R1154