Chapter Seventy-One, Someone Spying on Me
Spells such as calculation and divination are compulsory courses for immortal cultivators.
The main purpose is to avoid evil and avoid death, and some people will use this to tell fortunes for others.
If Luo Xiao does not specialize in this way, he majored in the way of creation, and he is good at seeking good fortune and avoiding evil in terms of fortune telling, and the greatest achievement in this way is to practice a trick of cause and effect, the principle of this method is to use the cause and effect existing in the world to deduce the past and future of others, or kill people.
Whether it is using the art of cause and effect to tell fortunes or kill people, it takes a lot of mana, so he basically won't use it, because there is nothing in the world that can arouse his curiosity and make him pay mana to calculate with cause and effect.
But it was the smoke and snow that piqued his interest.
The two met, whether it was a coincidence or someone secretly operating, it was a kind of fate.
Smoke and Snow took his hair, which he didn't think would be bad for him, but it didn't stop him from being curious about the matter.
So he urged his mana to figure out what Yan Feixue wanted to do.
If there is a bad intention, he can deal with it in time, and if it is really just a talisman, it can be regarded as satisfying his curiosity.
With the movement of his fingers, Luo Xiao's mind followed the cause and effect to the Yan Feixue who left the island.
Seeing Yan Feixue went to a remote bookstore, the owner of the bookstore was not a person, but a human-faced owl with red phoenix eyes.
Suddenly, the owl's sharp gaze swept around, and he seemed to have found something.
'Found?' This owl is at least legendary. ’
Luo Xiao didn't expect that this owl could feel the sight in cause and effect, although this had something to do with his failure to hide his own aura, but this undoubtedly proved the owl's strength.
It's legendary!
Even the realm of the gods!
'Big hidden in the city, this owl is a little interesting......
......
Before dawn, the smoke and snow came to the outskirts of Donghai City, in front of a detached study house, which was made of wood and covered with tiles, which looked out of place compared to other buildings in the city, like a dilapidated hut, which was easy to ignore.
Yan Feixue walked to the wooden door of the study house, knocked a few times, and said, "Jack-of-all-trades, have you slept?"
"Who?"
The wooden door opened automatically, and a hoarse voice was heard.
At the same time, an adult-sized human-faced owl appeared in front of Yan Feixue's eyes, her expression did not change at all, and she did not think that there was anything wrong with the appearance of an owl in front of her.
In fact, in her eyes, this owl was not an owl, but an old man with white hair and white beard.
Not only her, in the eyes of most people, this owl appears as an old man with white hair and white beard.
The owl, known as the "jack of all trades", looked at Yan Feixue calmly and said, "Little girl, you are looking for me...... Huh?"
Suddenly, a strange feeling appeared in his heart.
Someone is spying on him!
Yan Feixue saw that the know-it-all suddenly didn't speak, and looked at her with a thief's eyebrows, and couldn't help but take a step back and ask, "Know-it-all, what's wrong with you?"
"Someone is spying on me. "Everything is in the way.
"Who's going to spy on a bad old man!" Yan Feixue said as she sneered, "I'm alone, and no one is following you, are you too sensitive?" ”
The know-it-all noticed that the voyeuristic sight was gone, and after a moment of silence, he put the matter down for a while, and said, "Little girl, what are you looking for me?"
"I'd like to inquire about something. ”
"10,000 yuan for one question. ”
"I'll give you 100,000 yuan, help me test whether the owner of this hair has anything in common with me. ”
Yan Feixue handed Luo Xiao's hair and one of her own hair to Jack-of-all-trades, and after Jack-of-all-trades took the hair, she left a sentence to wait for a while, then closed the door, and opened the door again ten minutes later.
Seeing this, Yan Feixue hurriedly asked, "What is the result?"
"You and the owner of the hair, one of the blood ancestors within five generations, are the same person. ”
Hearing this, Yan Feixue said: "So, he is really a Snow Clan!"
The jack-of-all-trades shook his head and said, "Snow Clan? No, he's the Winter Clan." ”
"I see!"
Yan Feixue's mother is from the Winter Clan, so she is a mixed blood of the Winter Clan, so it is reasonable that she has a common ancestor with the "Jing Ke" who is also a Winter Clan.
The most important thing is that it was verified that "Jing Ke" was not from the Snow Clan, which meant that Jing Ke was sent by the Bu Clan to ask her to go back, which made her breathe a sigh of relief.
But then again, it's interesting that a Winter Clan person actually left the Great Snow Mountain to be a killer here.
"Your question is over, take the money. "Everything is in the way.
......
"Winter?"
Luo Xiao remembered that he had read a book called "The Eight Ancient Families of Zuzhou" in the library, which was written by a person who had traveled to the Eight Ancient Families, and it recorded some introductions to the Eight Ancient Families.
Among them, the Hades mentioned that one of the eight ancient clans, the Hades, was divided into two clans because of the disagreement in concept, one was the Winter Clan and the other was the Snow Clan, but it still called itself a clan to the outside world, and did not want to make the ninth clan.
"What Winter bloodline do I have?"
Anyway, he didn't notice anything unique about his bloodline.
And for a person like him who cultivates the path of creation, even the divine dragon has created it, and the bloodline or something, it is not that he can make anything he wants.
Therefore, he didn't care too much about how special the bloodline was.
He was curious about where the so-called Winter Clan blood in his body came from.
Luo Dahe? It's impossible, people who are related to the ancient tribe can't be as miserable as Luo Dahe.
There was only one possibility, his Winter bloodline came from his maternal line, his mother, whom he had never met, whose whereabouts were unknown, and whose life and death were unknown.
Speaking of which, in my memories since I was a child, I rarely mentioned the word mother, is it because my father deliberately did not mention it because my mother was a winter clan? It seems that the reason for this is very complicated. ’
Luo Xiao didn't want to be entangled in those complicated relationships, so the matter ended at the point, and he was his Luo Xiao, and he no longer thought about the Eight Ancient Clans and the Winter Clan.
Suddenly, he remembered his apprentice Mu Wu: "The Eight Ancient Clans: Dong Clan, Feng Clan, Jiang Clan, Mo Clan, E Clan, Li Clan, Hades Clan, Mu Clan, Mu Clan...... Wood Dance?"
Mu Wu's surname is Mu, from a rarely populated forest, he knows almost nothing about big cities, and he is a demon warrior who is almost extinct in the world, and all the clues point to Mu Wu is the Mu clan of the eight ancient clans.
"I accept Mu Wu as a disciple, it will be sooner or later to meet the Mu Clan, it seems that it will be difficult not to contact the Gu Clan. ”
Luo Xiao sighed softly, the world is troubled by cause and effect, and it is impossible to be alone.
There are pros and cons to everything, although there are many causes and effects in the world, but it is also the most experienced human heart, which cannot be survived and will never recover;
After sighing, Luo Xiao put away the miscellaneous items and entered the cultivation state.
This volcano is located in the sea, there is water aura outside, there is fire aura here, water and fire meet, one cold and one hot, it is in line with the principle of yin and yang, although there is not much aura, but it is more than enough to practice the three turns of Jindan.
This practice is three days!