Chapter 320: God reckons
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Knock knock knock......
Buzz Buzz......
Gongs and drums are noisy. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. ๏ฝ๏ฝ๏ฝU๏ฝEใ ๏ฝ๏ฝ๏ฝ๏ฝ?
Because the drumming is devoted, the Tao is not low, and it is a pure yang immortal, so the drum and gong sound naturally have the immortal power that a pure yang immortal should have, and the sound shakes the sky and can be transmitted very far. However, there are many formations in the Three Treasures Ship, many of which are soundproof, so the sound of gongs and drums is only spread far away in the two streets where the cross intersects. Rao is like this, and the people in the fairy gate who heard the news are also thousands, and they will worship the gods to calculate the fortune-telling shop on the street, and they are tightly surrounded and impassable.
Everyone has their own means, each showing their magical powers, three layers inside and three layers outside, densely packed.
However, when the people had never seen Yokoe in the Three Treasure Ships now, and recognized that Yokoe was a new face who had just arrived on the Three Treasure Ships, they stepped back and let the surroundings of Yokoe empty, and there was no one around him.
Although I have listened to the discussions of the people around me and know that this stall owner is called Fengshen Calculation, Iron Mouth God Judgment, and every hexagram must be hit, most of them have guessed that this Fengshen Calculation is probably because he saw him, so he made such a crazy gesture.
But why did a dignified immortal behave like this, Hengjiang was a little puzzled.
Hengjiang stared at Fengshensuan and observed it carefully, only to suddenly realize that this Fengshensuan was not really crazy, but was performing a strange immortal technique.
Every time the gong is struck and the drum is struck, a mosquito-sized, intraceable pattern will fly out of the gong and the drum, and it will escape into the sleeve of the god's shirt. After beating the gongs and drums for a while, he danced and danced like crazy, singing and dancing......
Jumping and jumping, Feng Shensuan took out another mask and put it on his face, covering his face, and even the position of his eyes was only a hole the size of a mung bean. Feng Shen was already short and fat, and after wearing a big mask, he wore a large robe made of bird feathers, which looked like a big rooster that kept jumping.
In the world of immortals, all things in heaven and earth, as long as they have the fate, they can all practice, people can cultivate into human immortals, ghosts can be cultivated into ghosts, and demons can be cultivated into demon immortals.
Hengjiang only secretly speculated in his heart, and he didn't know if this Fengshen was a demon immortal cultivated by a rooster. He was also curious about what he was going to do next. After all, the way of deduction and calculation is also the right way of Xianmen, Hengjiang remembers that Canghaijun asked him, about the 6 Shen Tianyu God Arithmetic, and now he has come here, which coincides with the madness of Fengshen, and Hengjiang also wants to take this opportunity to see the Xianmen algorithm, what is the mystery.
As for the god's dancing and crazy behavior, Yokoe didn't think it was strange.
He knew what he was doing with this noisy behavior.
This is a puppet show.
Who, in the books of ordinary people, it is interpreted as exorcism of ghosts and plagues.
But for the people in the immortal gate, this is a way of opening the altar handed down by the ancient immortals. It's just that with the passage of time, the opera gradually failed to keep up with the times, and was eliminated by the people in the Xianmen and replaced by other means of opening the altar. The changes of this kind of Dao Immortal Technique, and the replacement of worm books with runes, are a truth.
The people in the surrounding Xianmen, although most of them don't recognize the puppet opera, there are also many people who know the goods, standing quietly and observing, as if they want to figure out some of the means of how the ancient immortals of the Xianmen opened the altar and cast spells from this puppet opera.
Half an hour later.
The gongs and drums were quiet, Fengshen counted on a mask, threw off his robe, came to Hengjiang a few feet in front of him, first bowed, and then said: "The poor Taoist surname is Feng, some people call me Fengshen, some people call me Fengshen, some people call me Fengmad, polite." โ
Hengjiang bowed his hand and replied, "In the lower Hengjiang." โ
Fengshen said: "Poor Daoist saw that Daoyou's face was strange, and vaguely felt that Daoyou's life was a little weird, so he was itchy and wanted to calculate a hexagram for Daoyou, I don't know what the friendship will do?"
Hengjiang smiled indifferently and said, "Daoyou is a pure yang immortal, and he must make an extraordinary move." But when I first arrived, I was afraid that there would be nothing of value that could be taken out as hexagram money. โ
"It doesn't matter, it doesn't matter. Although hexagram gold is indispensable, there are many kinds of hexagram gold. Poor Dao feels that he is very close to Daoyou, as long as Daoyou lets Poor Dao An count a hexagram steadily, Daoyou casually takes out some silver taels in the world of immortals and Taoists to act as hexagram gold. Feng Shensuan shook his head, waved his hand, and said indifferently: "The fortune tellers in the world, whenever they boast, they will say that they are iron-mouthed gods and a thousand gold. Let's just follow the rules of the world, I will calculate a hexagram for the Taoist friend, and the Taoist friend will give me a thousand taels of gold to serve as the hexagram gold, how about it?"
Hengjiang nodded and arched his hand: "Since that's the case, then thank you Daoyou." โ
A thousand taels of gold is a huge fortune for ordinary people.
But gold and silver are only ordinary things for the people in the Xianmen. When the people in the Xianmen refine the magic weapon, they will mix some materials such as gold essence and mythril when refining the weapon. Although gold essence and mythril are extracted from gold and silver, gold and silver come easily.
The people in the Xianmen only need to go to the mortal world once, and take out some Xianmen pills or Xianmen jade talismans at will, which can be regarded as priceless, and they are only a thousand taels of gold, which is insignificant.
On Hengjiang's body, he carried a huge amount of gold with him.
As soon as he flicked his sleeves, there were a thousand taels of gold, flew out of his hand, and landed on the stall of the gods.
Fengshen calculated but did not go to store the gold first, only arched his hand towards Hengjiang, let Hengjiang go to his stall, the two of them sat face to face on the coffee table, and then Fengshen pointed to the surrounding onlookers, and said: "I am a madman to plum blossoms easy to count the hexagram, in the end there are a few catties and taels, there are a few Tao, in this Three Treasures Boat, although it may not be well-known, but there is also some reputation." However, hearing is false, seeing is believing, Hengdaoyou may wish to wait for a while, let me count the two hexagrams first, so that Hengdaoyou can know that I am a madman. โ
Hengjiang nodded, he was happy to wait and see, and he wanted to take this opportunity to see the means of divination in the Xianmen.
Feng Shensuan waved his hand around and said, "Among you, who will try?"
"I'm coming!"
"I'll do it too!"
Not far away, the two Pure Yang Immortals had already prepared, and they just waited for the gods to make a statement, and then they came to the front of the stall. The rest of the people waited until they saw that they had taken the lead, and they didn't want to fight with them, after all, they watched fortune-telling here every day, and they were not afraid that they would not have the opportunity to tell the fortune again in the future, so they couldn't come back to the fortune-telling next time.
Hengjiang looked at the two people in front of the stall, and saw that the two looked six or seven points similar. Because of the long life span of the Pure Yang Immortals, Hengjiang only guessed that these two must be blood relatives, but he didn't know whether they were father and son, or brothers.
The man on the left slapped the table and said, "I'll come first!"
The man on the right also patted the table and said, "I'm the second, the eldest brother should care for me and love me, and the fortune teller should also let me, I'll come first!"
The man on the left slapped the table again and said, "Okay, big brother will let you let you, you come first." โ
Fengshen waited for the two brothers to calm down, and then said, "Listen up, two of you." โ
The two of them looked straight and nodded.
Fengshen looked at the second child, pointed to the sky, and said: "I am a person in the Xianmen, and the day is divided into twelve hours, and now it is exactly the time of the hour, and its number is the fifth, so the hexagram is five." Just now, the two of you, 6 continued to shoot the table, and a total of three shots, so the next hexagram is three. Five plus three get eight, and eight minus eight gets zero. This hexagram is like the five elements of gold. If you are a mortal, this hexagram will be the master of the windfall on your way, and you will pick up gold. But if you are a pure yang immortal, you should be successful in refining weapons, and you will refine an extremely extraordinary flying sword. However, there are zero numbers in this hexagram, and the Lord gains and loses, so I am afraid that it will be empty and happy. โ
"Phew, you crow's mouth, madman!" the second scolded viciously, and said, "I happen to be refining the furnace, calculate the time, and the instrument will be completed today." I'll go back and move the refining furnace outside your fortune-telling booth. It just so happens that you fellow Daoists are here today, if you miscalculate, I will smash your signboard!"
Fengshen turned a deaf ear to the threat of the second child, and turned to the old avenue: "Now the hour is still the hour, the upper hexagram is five, you are the boss, and the lower hexagram is one." Five plus one minus eight to get minus two. This hexagram is like a hexagram that shocks the body, and it is lifeless, but I am afraid that Your Excellency will be beaten today. At least he broke his hands and feet, and he was seriously injured, and at worst, he was killed. โ
The boss didn't shout like the second one, he only shook his head and said, "Some time ago, I agreed with a few confidants and friends to go to the hinterland of the demons in the abyss, kill them, and seek a treasure. The time of the release is today. This time, I went with many Taoist friends, they are all pure yang immortals, we support each other, how can I be beaten?"
Fengshen smiled and kept his mouth shut.
After a while, the second child had already brought a one-person high refining furnace and placed it in front of the fortune-telling booth with a bang.
"Feng madman, you look at it, Lao Tzu is going to open the furnace!"
The second child slapped hard, and the lid of the Ding furnace opened, and there was a golden feather fan in it, which flew out, shining with light, and it was a rare and extraordinary fairy treasure at a glance.
"Good baby!
The second child stared at the feather fan suspended in the air, his eyes were ecstatic, and he said: "For the sake of refining a strange treasure by this immortal, this immortal will not smash your stall as a madman." โ
Alas.
Feng Shensuan shook his head, and did not speak, but pointed to the air.
The second child looked up suddenly, but saw that there was a dark cloud gathering in the air above the refining furnace.
"I lost your mother, Qibao was born, and it caused a thunderstorm, how should this be good. If my treasure hadn't withstood the thunderstorm, it would probably have been destroyed in the process of the thunderstorm...... "As soon as the second child's words fell, a thunderbolt smashed down, and the feather fan suspended on the alchemy furnace was dimmed, fell to the ground, and turned into a piece of scrap iron......
"Big brother, big brother!"
The second child stared at the feather fan dumbfounded, pulled the boss's sleeve, and said, "This crow's mouth is counted again!"
But his boss ignored him, and only looked directly at the western sky.
A pale old woman, holding a flat spoon, galloped over, went straight to the boss's side, picked up the flat and beat it, and scolded while beating: "I killed you little rabbit cub, you dare to hide it from me, and your fox friends and dog friends are going to find trouble with the demons of the abyss, I will kill you, the turtle grandson." โ
The boss didn't dare to fight back, hugged his head and scurried: "You are old, I am your grandson, if I am a turtle grandson, won't you become an old turtle?"
The old woman was even more angry when she heard this, and she hit harder, she seemed to have the strength of Daojun, and in a fit of anger, she really discounted the boss's leg.
Feng Shensuan heard the click of a broken leg, so he nodded towards Hengjiang and said, "Fellow Daoist, my plum blossom is easy to count, and the means are okay?"