"Shangxian, how many do you think I can fight now?"

Shen Gui, who came to his senses, was now standing in the room moving his waist and legs, looking at Liu Banxian, who was shaking the copper coin, and asked.

"That depends on who you're asking. If Fu Yi is like that, you will be considered an enemy of ten thousand. ”

Shen Gui's eyes lit up, and he clenched his fists and asked excitedly:

"What about Yue Haishan?"

Liu Banxian used his fingers to arrange the three copper coins on the table, and said without looking back:

"If you can do your best to foam at the mouth of the mouth before you die, you will win."

Shen Gui didn't look discouraged after hearing this, and said with a smile:

"It's a good thing he died early. If there were a few more Heavenly Spirit Veiners like you, how could we ordinary people still live? ”

"Oh?" Liu Banxian finally raised his head, stared at Shen Gui, who was not ashamed, and asked, "Who told you that you are an ordinary person now?" ”

Shen Gui raised his eyebrows, swung a few punches and kicked a few times:

"Look, nothing has changed, why is it not ordinary?"

Liu Banxian shook his head and put away the copper coin, and beckoned to Shen Gui seriously:

"Sit down, I'll tell you a story. I had met a wealthy man who, when he was sixty, took an eighteen-year-old girl as a concubine. On the second day of marriage, he went out to ask me about the hexagram, and wanted me to calculate when he would be able to give birth to a son for his new concubine......"

Shen Gui sneered, and his eyebrows and eyes were full of narrow expressions:

"It's too urgent! Want a son just one day? Even if he had, it wouldn't be his! ”

Liu Banxian, in turn, also looked at Shen Gui narrowly:

"Got it?"

Shen Gui pondered for a moment, and then understood what he meant:

"So what are you waiting for? Hurry up and pass on the gong to me! Let's use it for a hundred and eighty years, and then talk about it if it's not enough. ”

The corners of Liu Banxian's mouth twitched:

"Do you think power is silver? Say borrow and say give away? And now that I have dredged all the meridians in your body, I will practice slowly, I am young and have hands and feet, why do I always want to get something for nothing. ”

Shen Gui looked Liu Banxian up and down, and asked:

"Then did you practice all this ability by yourself?"

"Can you still pick it up on the street? Today's children are completely ruined, thinking that when we were learning art, the hardships we suffered were ......"

"Well, let's not talk about it then. After all, you have never experienced that kind of happiness for nothing. ”

Shen Gui said a word, and Liu Banxian, who ate by mouth, was dumbfounded.

"If you don't leave, Bag will wear the little grimace of the Great Shaman."

Fu Yi finally found a gap and hurriedly interjected to remind. When Shen Gui heard this, he also poked his head out of the window and looked at the sky:

"Patronizing and grinding your teeth, I almost missed a big thing. We're leaving! ”

After that, he turned over and went to bed, picked up the Spring Rain Sword and went out, and before leaving, he turned around and asked:

"Shangxian, you won't go out of the city today, right?" Seeing Liu Banxian nodding, he walked out of the door with satisfaction.

Shen Gui felt that something was wrong as soon as he took two steps out of the gate, and when he looked back, he found that Fu Yi did not follow.

"Why are you looking at me so ambiguously from inside the station? Want to do a closed door business? Hurry up! ”

Shen Gui leaned against the door frame, grabbed a handful of melon seeds from his pocket, and turned him back with his voice while knocking it:

"Hey~ Shen Ye, what you say is funny, I don't know martial arts, I will go with you to break through the sword mountain and the sea of fire, don't wait for your life to be in vain~ You can go with confidence, if you come back alive, I will open the door for you; If I die outside, I can take refuge in someone else! ”

Fu Yi said, and threw out the door with a "bump" sound, and then there was the sound of chain locking. Shen Gui trembled, and all that came to his mind was the scene of Fu Yi feeding himself medicine.

Nine miles away from the south gate of Fengjing City, there is a hexagonal altar. On weekdays, most of the people come here to hold white events, and occasionally there are a few heroic brothers on the rivers and lakes who burn incense on the altar and worship.

Basically, the people in the capital, whoever has a big or small affair, as long as it is not a red thing, will come to borrow this altar for a purpose. This hexagonal altar, in the hearts of the people of Fengjing, is already equivalent to a gathering place outside the city. If it comes to major lunar festivals such as Qingming Chongyang Zhongyuan, there will be some old men and wives who carry home-made incense wax paper to sell here, in order to earn some extra money to supplement the family.

And today is the season of shock, the edge of the altar has already pulled a circle of ropes, silver helmets and silver armor majestic Taibai Guard, lined up inside the rope to guard, looking directly at the surrounding people pointing, but no one dared to push forward.

On the other side, in the shade of the tree, hangs a hammock made of hemp rope. And Yan Fujiu, the new commander of Taibaiwei, was lying in the hammock at this time, humming a little song and shaking his feet, and there was a rather handsome little guy next to him who was carefully peeling chestnuts for him.

It didn't take long for the sound of a tambourine to be heard from the north. The onlookers looked at each other and saw ten masked shamans walking by. With magic weapons in their hands and strange steps under their feet, they were walking in the direction of the altar.

"It's coming, it's coming! Let me tell you, as soon as this ancestor worship ceremony is over, the market will be lively immediately! ”

Several elderly women, looking at the shaman, began to talk to the old neighbors around them. The people have just survived the five-month cold winter, and they are already looking forward to eating some spring fresh food after the opening of the market for their ancestors.

"Lively? If you look closely, is there half a businessman coming? ”

A half-old child in the crowd sneered and took over. "My master said that whoever loves to come will come, but he will not come anyway. I'm here to see the excitement with my mother today, and I'm not an apprentice of the Jiang family's butcher shop! ”

"What does Lao Jiang mean?" "Don't you open it after the sting?" "What else did your master say?" The kid said a word, and the people around him who heard it clearly instantly exploded, and surrounded him in the middle and kept asking. The child didn't say a word, folded his arms in front of his chest, and stared coldly into the distance. In the direction of his gaze, the figure of an old man slowly appeared.

The old man had white hair, a somewhat rickety, slightly dry body, and a large shaman robe made of white-veined bear king skin, which looked even thinner and weaker. Holding a long bone staff in his right hand and a double-sided thunder drum in his left hand, he followed the ten shamans and walked slowly in the direction of the altar.

This old man is the great elder of the shamanic sect who intends to abolish Lin Siwei through the ancestor worship ceremony, and he is also the nominal shaman of the three roads of Youbei at this moment-Bagh.

The Taibai Guard, who was originally guarding the side, retracted his blades one after another when Bag passed by, and the large movements brought out the sound of armor rubbing, which filled the air with the smell of solemnity and solemnity, and shook the chatter of the onlookers without a trace.

With a solemn face, Bagh walked under the steps of the altar. Turning around, he first looked at Fengjing City in the distance, and then looked around at the idle people and others who were watching around, frowned unconsciously, and immediately stretched his expression, cleared his throat, and the old voice was extremely majestic:

"Please Great Protector!"

Everyone saw a person walking in the distance, wearing a multicolored feather robe, holding a slightly mottled mask in front of his chest with both hands, with a serious expression and steady steps. Needless to say, the person who came was none other than the great shaman Li Xuanyu's personal disciple and the current great protector of the shamanic religion - He Wendao.

He Wendao walked to Bagh's side and stood still, Bagh looked around, and when he saw that the eyes of the people were all on him, he announced loudly:

"Open the altar!"

At the sound of the command, six shamans took the sacrifice from the hands of their attendants, namely: six heads of horses, oxen, sheep, chickens, pigs (pigs), and dogs, and were enshrined in the six corners of the altar as a great sacrifice for the six animals that were stunned. After that, Bag took another altar of sacrificial wine, waved his hand to break the mud seal, and said loudly:

"When the spring thunder sounds, everything grows! The sun is warm and the winter is warm, that is, spring ploughing! ”

After two sentences, the sacrificial wine of the whole altar has been evenly sprinkled on the altar.

"Now, my shamanism has reached the time of breaking the old and building the new! Today, I, Bagh, as the Great Elder of the Shamanic Sect and the current Shaman of the Three Paths of Youbei, declare ......"

"You're just shameless!"

A rough curse came out, and everyone who heard it was shocked.