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Today is the fifteenth day of the first lunar month, Liuqiao Town is very lively, this day is also the day of the assembly, many people from the nearby towns to catch the market. Pen | fun | pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 info Bustling crowds gather on the streets, there are many stalls on both sides of the street, doing some ordinary trading, and in some places there are also entertainers performing "chest stones", "fire" and some dancing knives and guns, attracting a lot of onlookers, but still see more, give less money.

In the sea of people, a man covered in alcohol walked a little messily, still carrying half a pot of wine in his hand, scanning the lively scene around him, and from time to time he showed a smile that seemed to see through the world. He is none other than Wan Qingyi.

The sun was shining warmly on the earth, and it was late spring, and the breeze with a bit of heat and dryness passed through the sea of people and pounced on everyone's face.

As soon as Wan Qing lifted the wine jug, he took another sip of wine, these days, his favorite thing to do is to indulge in alcohol, maybe because the reality is too disappointing for him, only to find his own spiritual pure land in the drunken non-drunk.

He opened his eyes, and in the sound of wine, the world might be a better place.

Across the street, most of the stalls on both sides sold some food and clothing, that is, market life, and he was not very interested in those performances, but a small stall on the side of the road caught his attention, not so much attention, but also made him feel a little funny It seems more appropriate.

Eyes turned to the front of this stall, a wide strip of white cloth was written on the "ancestral magic calculation" a few big words, seeing this, Wan Qing couldn't help but "flutter" laughed, this fortune teller actually has an ancestral heirloom, he has only heard some "ancestral secret recipes", "ancestral medicine" and other so-called "ancestral" things, this ancestral fortune telling is the first time to hear it, which makes him feel a little funny.

"Hey, what are you laughing at! It's just you, it's not the wrong person, it's you, come here, my old Yao fortune teller for so many years, it's the first time I've seen someone like you laughing at me. A thin man in a blue-black hat dressed as a monk reprimanded.

Wan Qing looked at the man, and seemed to feel more and more funny, and he laughed louder than just now. Following his line of sight, the man looked a little angry, a pair of cross-eyed eyes kept turning up and down, like a fox's face constantly shaking, a look of gritting teeth, and the left side of his face twitching from time to time drove a black plaster on the side of his cheeks, no wonder Wan Qing felt even more funny for a while.

"Come over to me, you person, if you don't come to tell fortunes, forget it, and laugh at me a few times, hmph, you can insult me, you can't insult my ancestor 'God Operator'...... No, I can't insult either! The man pointed to another long piece of cloth

The figure who looked like a door god was drawn, and said fiercely.

Wan Qingyi put away the laughing expression just now, approached the fortune teller with a playful smile, and said, "Brother, it's the first time I've seen an 'ancestor' fortune teller in these years. ”

"That's because you don't know!" The fortune teller puffed up his chest and reprimanded, "At first glance, you know that you are not a local, you can go and ask, within a radius of 100 miles, if you want to ask who is the most accurate fortune teller, it must be my Lao Yao!" ”

"Oh, really?" Wan Qingyi asked with some ignorant doubts, "You say, this number of lives can really be calculated?" Isn't Destiny in Yourself? Is it true that a person is destined to have his destiny from birth? ”

This series of rhetorical questions was thrown, Lao Yao just snorted coldly, and replied lightly: "Life is not caused by the sky, heaven and earth are created, not all have their fixed numbers, the sun, moon and stars, Lang Lang Qiankun, this has been the case since ancient times, do you dare to say that this is not the will of heaven?" ”

"These are naturally yes, but there are light and darkness in the sky, and there are vicissitudes in the earth, don't these variables also exist in the fixed number? How can you say that everything is predestined? Wan Qing asked with some interest.

"Nonsense, the sky is dark, the vicissitudes of life, isn't it still the will of God, you don't have to do what God makes you, do you still want to go against the sky? Do you have what it takes? Lao Yao snorted coldly again, and said quite confidently.

"Providence, only providence makes people." Wan Qingyi didn't quite understand his logic and sighed.

"Boy, I don't think you look like a good person."

"Oh? Is it? ”

"Don't believe me? If you don't believe me, I'll test it with you. My old Yao fortune telling, one calculation is accurate! Driving away disasters is a must-have for everyone. Lao Yao seems to have just introduced the topic.

"You might as well give it a try." I don't know where the interest came from, Wan Qing answered.

"Uh...... I charge for fortune telling! Ten taels of silver each time, including accurate testing. "It seems that this is Lao Yao's purpose, charge!

"Cut...... I thought you were going to tell my fortune for free, or you were cheating money! Wan Qing raised his head disappreciably and said.

There were also two or three people who stopped by, and when they heard that this person would charge ten taels, they shook their heads one after another, and muttered, "It's really a money!" "It's so expensive, a fool will believe you." When Lao Yao heard this, he was unhappy and retorted: "Go and go, just get out if you don't count, don't affect my business." ”

Lao Yao's face was horizontal, looking at Wan Qingyi, who was squinting, his face was not fooled, he gritted his teeth, and said: "Forget it, I'll charge you eight taels, hum, it doesn't look like a rich son." ”

"Do you still want to collect money?"

"This is not nonsense, you have to give money for incense when you go to the temple to ask for a signature! Can I tell your fortune without receiving money? Also, I am collecting the tribute money for the grandfather's 'divine operator', if I don't collect the money, what will I take to worship the blessings of his old man for generations? You are really, don't be reluctant to give up a few dollars, boy, I see that there is a black gas lingering in your eyebrows, if I don't help you get through this catastrophe, I'm afraid that your life will not be long! "I don't know if it's true or not, Lao Yao said it for a long time, and it is estimated that the purpose is to make some money.

When Wan Qing heard this, he asked, "Black gas?" Where does the black gas come from? Don't talk nonsense, you! ”

"Hehe, don't believe me, let me ask you, have you had a bloody disaster recently? Are there still opportunities? Lao Yao looked like he saw through him, and said, "Let me tell you, this opportunity is not a real opportunity, if you handle it well, it will be natural and safe, if you don't pay attention, sooner or later you will ruin this opportunity, and the sky will not fall pie!" Old Yao was talking to himself, and just after he finished speaking, something suddenly fell on his face, and his face shook, isn't this just a pancake? It's still hot!

"Who is so immoral and throwing baked cakes! I don't know how expensive food has been lately! He read indignantly as he took the pancake, and when he looked at it, it was still clean, with a faint smell of wheat, and without saying a word, he took a bite hard, and then looked out of the stall, as if to find out who threw it. I'm afraid that the person who accidentally threw the pancake will not dare to go back when he sees that the pancake has been bitten by him......

Seeing this scene, Wan Qingyi didn't seem to feel funny, he carefully recalled what Lao Yao had just said, and frowned, opportunity, blood and light disaster, this, isn't this ...... Could this man who looks like a scammer really be able to calculate what happened to him? And, the black gas? Isn't it...... What's the difference?

"Lao Yao, what will I do?" Wan Qingyi's face couldn't help but be a little grim, if this person was telling the truth, wouldn't he be in big trouble?

Lao Yao took another bite of the pancake, he didn't seem to care where the pancake came from, and he showed a wry smile for what he said just now that the pancake would not fall from the sky. After swallowing the pancake in his mouth, he smiled "hehe" and said: "The secret of heaven cannot be revealed, you should know the specifics, I can only calculate your recent fate, and in the future, you still have to rely on yourself to explore." ”

Looking at the mysterious old Yao, Wan Qingyi looked a little helpless, he sighed, thought for a while, took out a silver ingot from his arms, a full ten taels, put it in front of Lao Yao, and said, "Thank you for reminding me." "And left.

Lao Yao looked at the ingot of silver in front of him in disbelief, and then looked at Wan Qingyi, who gradually disappeared into the crowd, and hurriedly put away the silver, put it tightly in his arms, and whispered in his mouth: "Hehe, if it is really a rich man, he really gave ten taels, I said a few words casually, and he actually believed it, hehe, there are a lot of stupid people in this world!" ”

After speaking, Lao Yao coughed, brushed the white cloth with "ancestral fortune telling" written on the side and the statue of the ancestor who was like a door god, and shouted to the crowd: "Ancestral fortune telling, including accurate fortune-telling, counting life, counting marriage!" ”

……

Wan Qingyi gradually left the crowd and returned to the inn room, he opened the window, leaned against the window, looked at the crowd of people, and drank all the wine in one gulp. He muttered to himself, "It seems...... There's something wrong with that thing! ”

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Luoxing Town is still quiet, wisps of cooking smoke, three or two houses, leaning on the side of Luoxing Mountain, quietly spending ordinary rural life.

Next to a living room by the mountain, there are several fertile fields, an old man who looks quite old is working in the field, and several crops are neatly planted in rows on the ridges, and the growth is quite gratifying, and it can be seen that the old man is still very careful to cultivate.

After tending to the last piece of land, he looked a little tired, so he put away his tools and leaned back on a chaise longue, feeling the peace of rest.

"Old Nie, you're really used to being a farmer." Ye Yun's familiar voice came from not far away, and when Nie Yuan heard it, he immediately got up and looked at him who was gradually approaching.

"Hehe, I'm used to it, now I can't be idle if I don't work for a day." Nie Yuan replied with a smile, "Hey, why is Feng'er here too?" ”

Ye Yun walked up to him, put down the wooden staff, sat on the recliner that Nie Yuan was sitting on just now, and said with a smile: "It's quite comfortable, and you can enjoy the life of this mortal realm." ”

"People, it's too tiring to live in the world, and it's okay to enjoy nature." Nie Yuan patted Ye Feng's shoulder, his face was kind, and said, "Feng'er, you have grown a little taller." It's almost taller than my old bones. ”

"Where, the village chief is still tall and mighty!" Ye Feng didn't know how to think of these words to describe Nie Yuan, but he couldn't help but laugh when Nie Yuan heard it.

"Old bones are still old bones, the future belongs to young people like you." Nie Yuan glanced at Ye Yun and smiled with some ill will, "Don't be like Lao Ye." I'm still a crutch when I'm old. ”

"Go and go, if I hadn't been injured in the accident that year, I would have a straighter waist than you!" Ye Yun said to Nie Yuan's mockery.

When Nie Yuan heard the word "accident", his expression was a little dazed, he frowned, and said, "Why did you mention it again?" It's all sad. ”

"Village Chief, are you also a source cultivator?" Ye Feng looked at Nie Yuan, who was a little depressed, and asked.

"Feng'er, you know?" Nie Yuan looked at Ye Feng in surprise, then turned his head and asked, "Old Ye, have you told him?" ”

"This baby, stubborn, since the last encounter, he has always been very interested in Xiuyuan, I think, he has the right to know, not to mention that I, you, and even the sect master who is no longer there, may not want him to be just an ordinary person for the rest of his life, compared to being satisfied with cultivating the fields every day like you in the future, living a peaceful mortal life, it is better to make it more meaningful." I just told him about his background, and he also really wanted to be a cultivator, and he wouldn't just let the lives and honors that were taken away from him be buried. Ye Yun said earnestly.

"Alas, I don't know ...... the sect master's spirit in the sky" Nie Yuan's face was grim.

"I'm sure the sect master will understand, don't you want to get back the lost Tianyun?" Ye Yun said slowly.

"Of course I do, but are you sure you want Feng'er to take on this big responsibility?" Nie Yuan asked.

"I can, I will inherit Tianyun's ideals and be a truly outstanding source cultivator!" Ye Feng said firmly.

"Aren't there still two of us old bones? What we have to do is to cultivate him with all our might, and what will happen in the future will depend on the creation, in short, if we don't even give him this opportunity, how can we say that he will definitely not be able to do it? ”

"Okay, but if you want to cultivate the source in the mortal realm, isn't it also difficult? There is no strong source qi to cultivate here, and you have to be careful not to be discovered by the cultivation realm above, what should I do? ”

"It's a small matter, I'm going to let him go to my medicine garden in Luoxing Mountain, it's very hidden, and I can also take many methods to increase the concentration of source qi there, even if it's not as good as in the cultivation source realm, it's still barely possible." Ye Yun said quite confidently, "Now, you and I have to help Feng'er together." ”

"Okay!" Nie Yuan nodded.

"You were the one who managed the Jing Pavilion at the beginning, so you should have received a lot of mental methods and source techniques, these are all what Feng'er needs."

"When the incident happened, the Jingge was attacked, and only two or three out of ten could be saved, but for now, it is still enough, and the basic source techniques are available, and I can use them for Feng'er."

"Okay." Ye Yun responded.

"Let's go, Feng'er, come with me." Nie Yuan kicked the chair and said, "Old Ye get up, lie down comfortably, you, we have a long way to go!" ”

Ye Yun got up and said, "It's really old, and I don't want to get up as soon as I lie down." If I really can't get up one day, I will ask you to find a piece of feng shui treasure for me to bury it. ”

"Say what? Your life can be hard, others say that a crutch has a long life, and you must be too. Nie Yuan quipped.

"How do you speak? Don't always say I'm a crutch, wait for one day you can also try it with a crutch. Ye Yun's face was full of dissatisfaction and said.

"A crutch is a crutch, hehe." Nie Yuan said, "Abductor leaves, abduction leaves, I will call you abductors in the future." Haha......"

"If you dare to call me like that, a fireball will fly over and help you turn into black charcoal!"

"Village chief, grandpa, don't blast fireballs at each other, if you are gone, who will teach me the source technique?" Ye Feng's expression was complicated, and he said.

"If he calls me a kidnapper again, I'll throw it, huh."

"Kidnappers~"

"Look at my fireball!" As soon as Ye Yun drank, pretending to launch the fireball technique, Nie Yuan saw it, and hurriedly hid behind Ye Feng, and said, "With Feng'er here, you won't throw it." ”

"You brute......"

Ye Yun and Nie Yuan have been friends for many years, and such conversations are common, even if they often make fun of each other, but the friendship will only get deeper and deeper, and they can also see a trace of helplessness from their words.

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After a pillar of incense, Nie Yuan took them to the house, and then took out a hoe and excavated it on the east side of the courtyard at the door one foot away from the wall, and after digging about a foot deep, there was a small wooden box lying quietly inside, Nie Yuan picked up this wooden box that was not much bigger than a fist, and said, "The belongings are here." ”

"Such a small box? Shouldn't all those cheats be a book? Ye Feng looked at this small wooden box with some surprise and asked.

"I haven't seen it, do you think it's all the same as the books selling fake martial arts cheats on the street?" Nie Yuan wiped the box, and the quaint lines loomed. "Cultivating the source is a strange thing, and the source technique is naturally not ordinary."

Nie Yuan pointed to the wooden box, and the place that originally seemed to have no opening slowly opened, revealing the true face inside. There are several source stones of various colors and a delicate jade plaque lying inside, and the word "Tianyun" is written on the jade plaque.

"Good guy, did the sect master give you this jade plaque too?" Ye Yundao.

"In order to save the important things in the Scripture Pavilion, I naturally have to use it!" Nie Yuan said, "This is called a storage jade plaque, which is made of amber jade with specific spatial attribute materials, and its function is equivalent to a secret room used to preserve things, which is very valuable, because the space inside it is about as large as this house, it is a very rare space magic weapon, and it is one of the treasures of our Tianyun." ”

"Can you really put something in here?" Ye Feng seemed to be a little unconvinced.

"Naturally, so be it, I'll show you." Nie Yuan twisted up the jade plaque, recited a few words of nameless magic, then closed his eyes, and after a while, a book appeared in front of him out of thin air, Nie Yuan took it, nodded, and then handed it to Ye Feng, Ye Feng took a look, it was really a book, and the cover said "Wood Dragon Technique".

"It turned out to be a secret book about the Wood Attribute Source Technique, Providence." Ye Yun also saw this book, Dao.

"Wood Dragon" ...... The corners of Ye Feng's mouth repeatedly read the title of the book, as if he had an understanding.

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