Seeing this, Xiaoyaozi smiled and said: "Sansheng Daoist, don't underestimate the art of the elephant, you and I walk the rivers and lakes, martial arts and intelligence are important, but the way of luck cannot be ignored." Among the past dynasties, there are amazing talents such as carp across the river, but how many people who can leave their names are the so-called talents of Tianzhong? ”

Sansheng was stunned, and glanced at Xiaoyaozi in slight surprise, as if he had an understanding.

"Luck has been around for a long time, the time and place are favorable, and all people have the shadow of luck. Walking on the road, coinciding with the broken bridge, had to make a detour for 100 miles, just missed an opportunity, less of this opportunity, but also less of the covetousness of others, maybe there will be less of a murderous assassination, but in the future to get a greater opportunity. There are losses and gains, there are trade-offs, fights or not, in fact, there are shadows of luck. The loss in the present is not necessarily the gain in the future, if everything is disputed, there will be more gains, but there may be more losses. The heart of the Dao is really general, and the old Dao feels that the Dao is also one of the Dao hearts, what do you think? ”

Sansheng didn't respond, and for a while he didn't seem to have associated the solemn Taoist fighting method with this child's play. The art of the elephant may sound mysterious and profound, but if it is put into the market, it may be easier for people to understand in another way, that is, such as fighting wine and guessing boxing. However, compared to the guessing boxing in the market tavern, the art of the elephant relies more on the so-called luck, and the same as betting.

There are also Jianghu characters who are proficient in these sideways in guessing boxing and gambling, but there is no way to be proficient in the art of elephants. With the help of copper coins, turtle shells, yarrow and other things, you can guess the number, you can imply, you can do divination and hexagram for divination, you can also use it to win or lose, there is no law at all, it all depends on the spirit of the river and lake market. It's just that this kind of spirit rhino is very difficult at all, even if it is a science master or a senior master in the rivers and lakes, there may not be a spirit rhino once in ten times, to put it bluntly, it is a mistake, see how your luck is.

This is the last battle related to the survival of the Taoist Heavenly Sect, and it is really puzzling that Xiaoyaozi would think of such a method. Some people secretly speculated, could it be something else in this, many people in the audience swept their eyes to Li Luo, maybe the Great Gan Quan King and the Taoist two sects have something else to discuss, this discussion may just be a cover-up.

If there is any private agreement between the Dagan court and the Taoists, it will naturally not be with Li Luo, and Concubine Yun is about the same. Li Luo was also very surprised at the moment, his brows were tightly locked, Xiaoyaozi's seemingly casual back would not be so rash, he must have ulterior motives, but he couldn't see the depth of the mystery at the moment.

The faces of the people of the Heavenly Sect changed very wonderfully, but the prestige of Xiaoyaozi was extremely high, and although the subordinates of the Heavenly Sect had doubts, no one opened their mouths to ask, and they could only think that their own ancestors intended to win with strange moves.

Li Luo glanced at Yan Xin, Yan Xin's face was indifferent, he didn't see joy or anger, let alone surprise, he seemed to be muttering something. The great monk still looks like a giggle game in the world, as for the Liuyun stack, a pair of beautiful eyes looked around, and coincidentally happened to meet Li Luo's gaze. Liuyunzhan smiled, and winked at Li Luo, a big hidden person who has nothing to do with himself.

Sansheng has a little hesitation, if he should come down, he really can't guess what Xiaoyaozi has in his heart; If not, what he said just now would have been discredited in the world, making people think that the words of the master of the dignified Taoist and earthly sect do not count.

Xiaoyaozi didn't seem to see the change in Sansheng's mood, and said leisurely: "Lao Dao has an old friend, who met me when he was a child. This friend of the old Tao was indeed not very smart when he was young, and when the two of us returned to our hometown together at the end of the year, I could hear his chatter with a glass of turbid wine, which was nothing more than which senior brother in his sect was so good, and how talented this junior brother was, and he was just a mediocre disciple who did nothing, which was not surprising at all. After five years, when I met him again, I heard less of these words, mostly said some anecdotes about the rivers and lakes, and occasionally chattered a sentence or two, and rarely heard him complain about anything, and gradually became calm. Ten years later, he was not there when Lao Dao went back, or he went back, but Lao Dao had already left, and it had been ten years since he met again, and he could still see a little bit of the original appearance, but at this time he was already able to take charge alone, and he was not the complaining young man who loved to complain when he was in martial arts. The two of us chatted and drank, and the more we drank, the more we drank, and we made up all the wine in the past ten years, and we were really drunk, and I can't remember what I said, but I only remembered a few words from him. When he was twenty years old, he was regarded as a mediocre talent by the elders in the sect, and it was not his turn to come forward in everything, and outsiders almost didn't know that there was such a person as him in his sect. When he was thirty years old, there were a lot fewer handsome people back then, and slowly it was his turn to come forward to do something, and some people began to know that there was such a person in the rivers and lakes; At the age of forty, he was already a senior master in the eyes of the younger generations, and he didn't know when he had a place in the sect; When he was fifty years old, he suddenly turned back, it turned out that the life and death plans in the sect were decided by him, and the people in the rivers and lakes, the younger generations in the sect named him the title of Tianzhong talent, and admired his talent and achievements. He asked Lao Dao, is he a mediocre talent or a genius? If it is mediocre, are these juniors wrong with their fellow Jianghu? If it is a genius, could it be that the master and the brothers of the same sect back then were wrong? Sansheng Daoyou, do you think this old friend of Lao Dao is a mediocre talent or a genius? ”

Sansheng Xue raised her eyebrows, her expression seemed to reveal a hint of respect, and she asked calmly, "I don't know how Daoist friends answer?" ”

"Haha, Lao Dao replied to him, you are lucky. What do you think? ”

Sansheng smiled slightly, made a Dao seal with both hands, and said in a harmonious voice: "Thank you for your order." ”

This seal is very obscure, but not complicated. Xiaoyaozi's eyes lit up, nodded approvingly, and asked, "What kind of Dao seal is this?" ”

"It is the Dao seal I created myself, named after the Dao name, and it is called Life."

"Okay." Xiaoyaozi exclaimed and said with a smile, "There are only one life dao seals, naturally there are two and three life dao seals, good names." Xiaoyaozi said, changed the conversation, and asked, "I don't know what the last competition is, what is the friendship of Sansheng Dao?" ”