I saw Yichenzi stretch out his hand and write a number in Shi Zhong's palm, Shi Zhong's face suddenly changed, the number written by the old Taoist chief is Shi Zhong's own age, could it be that this old Taoist sent someone to investigate himself, and he also knew in advance that he was coming to Sanqing Mountain?

For a while, Shi Zhong hesitated and hesitated, could it be true that there was a fantasy cultivation in this world? It's impossible to think about it, otherwise the world would have been in chaos a long time ago!

"Donor, donor..." Yichenzi called out to Shi Zhong, whose facial expression was already demented, but he was very relieved in his heart, this Shi Zhong's reaction was similar to what he expected, then, if he talked to him more, maybe he would really escape into the Xuanmen and worship himself as a teacher, then, he could take off the clothes of the Lord and pass it on to this person, but it was really dangerous just now, and he almost made a mistake!

"Huh? Michigan! Shi Zhong woke up.

Yichenzi smiled and said, "Donor, the poor Dao qualification is less than one-tenth or two-tenths of yours, if you can..."

Shi Zhong looked at it with pity, and said: "Dao Chief, although I admire your Taoism, but I don't have the intention of becoming a monk, I have parents who are still there, and I need to add incense, so I have to dismiss the kindness of the Dao Chief, and I understand it here!" ”

Yichenzi's face changed slightly, and he grabbed Shi Zhong's sleeve and said hurriedly: "Donor, you are a good opportunity to take measures, how can the will of heaven be violated, besides, don't you want to learn this Xuanmen thaumaturgy?" ”

"Dao Chief, the so-called twisted melon is not sweet, I have no intention, I will understand it if I want to come to heaven!" Shi Zhongdao, he put all the dust in his eyes, and felt that something was wrong, he was not a monk, why was this Taoist so excited? Didn't receive a good apprentice?

Yichenzi's face was gloomy and uncertain, and finally sighed: "That's it, since the donor can't do it, it is not suitable to be my Sanqing Guan Master, the poor road is not reluctant, the donor will go!" ”

"Sanqing Guan Lord?" Shi Zhong's face changed, and he immediately put it down, yes, after losing for so long, this old way is actually to make himself the master of this view, then, just now what kind of genius is naturally lying to himself, as for the hexagram to calculate his age, it is also a trick to think about it.

Thinking of this, Shi Zhong suddenly couldn't help but be angry: "Dao Chief, are you entertaining me?" ”

"Donor, you misunderstood, what the poor Dao said just now is not false!" Yichenzi hurriedly said, adding in his heart: It's just a little exaggerated, seeing that the anger on Shi Zhong's face has not subsided, he continued, "Moreover, looking at the face, the donor is indeed related to my Sanqingguan, so the poor Dao will come to give it a try!" ”

"How do you explain my age just now?" Stone Bell Road.

Yichenzi smiled bitterly: "Just now it was indeed calculated by the poor Dao's own heart hexagram!" ”

Hearing this, Shi Zhong was extremely surprised, could it be that this old way really has a means to seek good fortune and avoid evil? However, Yichenzi's last sentence surprised him, and he saw Yichenzi continue, "It's just that there is indeed luck, because the poor Tao studied this Xuanmen I Ching hard, and invested a lifetime of energy, but only touched the skin, and one out of ten times in this hexagram is already a high success rate!" ”

"What about watching the heavens at night?"

Yichenzi said: "Although the poor Dao has studied the celestial phenomena a little, it has not reached the level of Zhuge Kongming's study of interstellar changes and personnel!" ”

"And what about my talents?"

Yichenzi said: "This is the true words of the poor Tao, my Taoist temple has a physiognomy technique, looking for the mantle is all based on this physiognomy technique, the first master also found me with this technique, the poor Taoist saw the donor's face was floating and mysterious, and secretly agreed with the Taoist, so he knew that the donor and my Taoist temple were destined people!" ”

Shi Zhong was silent, he was a little messy now, this old way was not honest, no one knew that what he said was true, that sentence was false, it stands to reason that Shi Zhong should have brushed his sleeves away, but he didn't.

"Donor, you wait, come when you go to the poor road!" Yichenzi said suddenly, Shi Zhong nodded, and saw Yichenzi's figure disappear at the door.

After listening to what Yichenzi said so much, Shi Zhong can at least be sure of one thing, that is, this old Tao is not as capable as he blows it himself, and most of it is a lie.

However, for the hexagram that Yichenzi said, Shi Zhong did not express his opinion, this is very popular among the people, you say that it does not exist, but people sometimes it is very effective, you say that it exists, isn't that a violation of Ma Ke's dialectical materialism?

Thinking so, Yichenzi walked in again, holding a purple-red brocade box in his hand, placing the brocade box on the desk, and worshipping with incense.

Shi Zhong watched from the sidelines and did not say anything, and when the dust was over, he opened his mouth and asked, "Dao Chief, what is this?" ”

Yichenzi opened the brocade box, and the stone clock looked over, only to see a palm-sized ashlar lying quietly in the brocade box, with a rectangular shape and a smooth surface, as if it had been polished with sandstone, a bit like granite.

Yichenzi said: "This is the treasure of this view of the town, named Daoji, it is said that it is passed on from the first generation of the master, the first generation of the master found this thing in Sanqing Mountain, and then came up with the idea of building a Taoist temple on the top of the mountain, and it has been passed on for twenty-seven generations!" ”

"What does this foundation do?" Shi Zhong asked, how do you think he thinks this is a stone.

Which material Yichenzi shook his head and said: "The poor road is also unknown, from the first generation of the master to the poor road, the twenty-seventh generation, all of them have studied this thing, but nothing has been found. ”

Shi Zhong climbed a black line on his forehead, and after talking for so long, Yichenzi has been talking nonsense, this is a waste stone!

"Today, I want to give this thing to the donor, and I hope the donor will not refuse!" Yichenzi threw a bombshell in the next sentence and handed the brocade box to Shi Zhong.

"Dao Chief, what do you mean by this, the so-called merit is not rewarded, how can I receive it for nothing?" Shi Zhong shook his head and said.

Yichenzi shook his head and said: "It is rumored that when the first generation of Taoist masters discovered this thing, it was in a mountain stream crack, at that time, this stone was shining under the water, and a layer of cyan mist was swirling, even if it was blown away in the hand, the first generation of Taoist temples were blessed to the soul at that time, and they all felt confused. ”

"Since it's such an important thing, why would the Dao Elder give it to me?" Shi Zhongcai didn't believe that this old man had such a good heart, how could there be a free lunch in the world.

"Everything is dependent on the origin and extinction, the donor has a fate with this thing, and it should be given to the donor!" A dusty road.

Shi Zhong hesitated for a while, saw that Yichenzi sent it again and again, thought about it, or the result, anyway, he made up his mind, he would never become a Taoist priest.

As a result, the brocade box, the fingers touched the Daoji without opinion, and suddenly, a green gas flashed on the surface of the Daoji, Shi Zhong's expression was shocked, and he was even more surprised than seeing the graduate students of Tsinghua University selling pork, because he was too familiar with the green qi, Shi Zhong's heart moved, and the cyan aura of the Mud Pill Palace gathered in his fingers, and as soon as he came into contact with the Daoji, suddenly, the majestic cyan aura erupted, and because the number was too large, the surface of the Daoji was surrounded by a layer of dense gas.

On the side, Yichenzi was shocked, his eyes were full of excitement, and it was indeed a fetish!

PS: Thank you for your support!!

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