Almighty Cultivation Supreme

Yandu, Lin family.

In an elegantly decorated hall, there was a long table in front of which two people sit.

An old man with gray hair.

A frail-looking teenager.

The old man is the head of the Lin family, Lin Jiren; The boy was Lin Zihao, who had just returned from the alley.

Except for the two of them.

In the corner of the hall, there was also a servant in his fifties, his face was full of wrinkles, and he was wearing a black suit, he was carefully frying the herbs that Lin Zihao had brought back from Hua Lao.

A faint smell of medicine continued to waft through the hall.

Long......

Lin Jiren, who was sitting on the main seat, spoke: "Did you go to see Hua Lao yesterday?" ”

"Yes, old man." Lin Zihao replied, his voice extremely respectful.

Lin Jiren pondered for a few seconds and continued, "What do you think of him? ”

Lin Zihao paused, as if thinking, and after a few seconds, he replied with four words: "Unfathomable!" ”

"Yes, unfathomable, it is precisely because of him that our Lin family is where we are today, Zihao, in the future, the entire Lin family will have to depend on you...... In the future, I'm afraid that Hua Lao will never help our Lin family again. Lin Jiren sighed.

Lin Zihao frowned slightly, and then said seriously: "Old man, although that person is unfathomable, he is just an old man who has lived in seclusion, and I haven't seen him come out for so many years, our Lin family is different, it has developed for hundreds of years, and he has participated in the Anti-Japanese War, what can he help?" ”

"This kind of thing must not be said again in the future! Zihao, you are still too young, in this world, what you see is only a part, and at the same time, in this world, there has never been a shortage of strange people, the old immortals of Kunlun Mountain, Hua Lao, they are. Lin Jiren's face was stunned, and his voice was even more serious.

"All right, old man!"

Lin Zihao's eyes narrowed slightly, and his pale cheeks were unpredictable.

"Hua Lao, the old immortal of Kunlun Mountain...... No matter how good you are, so what? What era is it now, the age of science and technology, weapons are king! When I am cured, I will let you know that only by doing things for me can you live well in this world. Lin Zihao's heart was full of pride, and he secretly muttered to himself.

But on the face, there is not much change.

"Zihao, some people can't be touched, and the entire Huaxia Kingdom can't afford to provoke them!" Lin Jiren seemed to see something, and said in a somewhat cold voice.

Lin Zihao's face was very calm: "Old man, I just thought of another thing, when I went to visit Hua Lao, I also saw a young man in a white shirt in that courtyard. ”

"Oh?" Lin Jiren became curious, and from Lin Zihao's gaze, he determined that he was not lying.

Lin Zihao continued: "He looks like he is only about seventeen or eighteen years old, and his temperament is very unique, I have seen his face, but I don't know what's going on, I can't remember his appearance at all now." Speaking of this, Lin Zihao frowned slightly.

Lin Jiren: "Zihao, let's talk about it carefully, the people who can appear in the courtyard of Hua Lao are definitely not simple. ”

……

Fortune Telling Street.

It was almost dusk, and most of the fortune tellers had left.

But in such an environment, a middle-aged aunt pulled a seventeen or eighteen-year-old girl and came over arguing all the way.

"The fortune teller here is very accurate!" The middle-aged aunt dragged the girl's arm almost all the way.

And the girl's face was red, her hair was a little messy, and her voice was a little crying: "Mom, what are you thinking?" I don't want to come to this kind of place, they are clearly liars. ”

These words seemed to anger many masters who were about to leave.

"Little girl, you can eat indiscriminately, you can't talk nonsense, there are gods in your head, and you will suffer karma." There was a fortune teller, his brows furrowed slightly, and he said to the girl.

There are also fortune tellers, who think that this is a business, and open their mouths with a deep face: "Girl, I see that your face is red, you are irritable, you must be entangled by early love, as long as you have a dollar, Poor Dao will give you some pointers." ”

"In the entire Yandu, who doesn't know the fortune-telling street? Girl, if you have to be in awe, I see that you have troubles, as long as you come to me, I promise to solve all your troubles, and any heavenly opportunity will be measured for you. "There are masters who boast about Haikou.

"I'm sorry, masters, my daughter doesn't have a heart, she is too young to understand, and please don't be surprised by the masters."

The middle-aged aunt pulled the girl and politely apologized to the masters.

However, the voice of apology has only just been spoken.

The girl scolded unceremoniously: "What bullshit fortune teller? It's okay to fool some old people, do you really think I'm easy to deceive? If you can really tell fortunes, you still have a stall here? Why don't you give yourself the math first? ”

That's all he said.

Many fortune tellers are starting to blush and have thick necks.

This fortune-telling street is the representative place of Yandu metaphysics, no matter who comes here, more or less must have a little awe, even if you don't believe it, you can't be disrespectful, but today is good, a little girl scolded directly on the street.

"Hey, be careful when you speak."

"Fortune telling, also known as easy learning, this knowledge has a long history, broad and profound, how can you scold?"

"That's it, now you beg me to give you the count, and I won't count it."

"There is no mouth to hide, there is no mouth to cover, he will have great trouble in the future, and it is still too late to repent now."

Those fortune tellers, with red faces and thick necks, showed a pained look when they said these words.

This voice frightened the middle-aged aunt's face pale.

"Don't talk nonsense, there are really hidden masters here, I heard Aunt Wang next door say that there is a fortune teller who is very accurate, and he will definitely be able to solve your problems." The aunt gritted her teeth and increased her strength.

Unconsciously, he actually pulled the girl to Ye Bei's side.

When the girl saw Ye Bei, she was slightly stunned.

And the middle-aged aunt was a 'blind' master who grabbed the sunglasses and was about to leave.

"Master, please help my daughter do the math...... I'm willing to give as much as I want. The aunt pulled the blind man, as if she had met a savior, and her voice was even more pleading.

The blind man has closed his stall.

Through the sunglasses, he glanced at the unruly girl, and her voice was not salty or light: "I'm sorry for this lady, fortune telling has to look at the heavens, if you believe it, if you don't believe it, if you don't believe it, why bother looking for me to calculate it?" When he said this, he raised his head slightly, making a posture of a master outside the world.

However, the girl didn't look at it at all.

focused on Ye Bei......

The voice gradually returned to normal: "Mom, it's okay, but I don't look for the blind man, I want to find this gentleman to calculate for me, if it weren't for him, no matter how you force me today, I won't agree, and in addition, maybe I will ......kick over the fortune teller stall you chosen."

Whew......

When these words fell, the eyes of many fortune tellers suddenly fell on Ye Bei.