Everyone also paid close attention to the conversation between the two.

Even Yin Hong paid attention to the whole process, but he always felt that this was wrong, a bit like when he was in Biyou Palace, fooling Zhao Gongming and them?

But he also knows that if he fools others, he really fools with his ability.

I just don't know if this man in the cloak is also fooling by his ability.

But soon he shook his head, everyone else is an orthodox immortal cultivator, and everything that knows how to look at each other is definitely a real skill.

How can you be like yourself, life and death, wealth, heavenly numerology, all rely on one mouth?

In addition, in this era of disorder, if you dare to speak out about the future of others, this is definitely a master!

The moment this thought arose in Yin Hong's mind, most of the people in the audience also thought the same way.

After all, the young monk, although he was young, had already entered the realm of immortals and entered the path of immortals, but it was not so easy to calculate.

As a result, everyone's attention quickly converged on the cloaked man's body, and his face was solemn.

The man in the cloak did not disappoint everyone, and once again raised his big hand slightly, brushing the young monk's loose hair, and sighed regretfully.

"Hey..."

This sigh frightened the young monk with his head down, and he almost knelt down.

His legs, in particular, were already trembling there.

Destiny is hard to disobey, he knows it. The more difficult it was for this senior to speak, the more difficult it was for him to know.

It was also the trembling of the young monks that caused the monks to hold their breath and have a slight sense of nervousness.

At this time, the man in the cloak looked at the young monk's hair again, shook his head helplessly, and sighed.

"It's a pity, it's a pity..."

"Ahh What a pity? Is it a mortal situation? The young monk was so frightened that he was about to cry, and hurriedly begged again, "Senior, save me!" ”

Puff –

At this moment, the young monk finally couldn't resist the sigh and the rhythm of pity, and he knelt down in fright.

Seeing this, the man in the cloak said with great regret.

"Lao Tzu looks at you, hey! It will be bald in 300 years! It's a pity, it's a pity..."

Poof-

What's that?

Immediately, the audience fell down!!

No one thought that the matter of losing a few hairs was all caused by this cloaked man, as if the sky was falling.

Yin Hong, who was still listening to this anger, almost wanted to shake off Nuozun in his arms, ran up and grabbed the collar of the man in the cloak, and scolded his mother directly.

This is definitely a routine to fool people, and it is not my own high-grade flicker, which is just a purely eye-catching emotional flicker.

Shameless! Yin Hong scolded in his heart.

Correct...

At this time, the young monk, who had just been frightened and almost lost half his life, was able to get up from the ground.

didn't say much, just a bead of sweat on his forehead, and a little white glanced at the man in the cloak as if he was a little complaining, and reluctantly gave his hand at random, and asked perfunctorily.

"Dare to ask the seniors their names? If the younger generation has the opportunity, he will definitely go to visit. ”

"Hahaha, this is easy to do, you just need to follow the address on the leaflet, arrive at the designated place and wait for three days, and someone will naturally come to pick you up at that time."

The man in the cloak was happy again, and slapped the young monk's shoulder with his big hand, but this beat almost stumbled the young monk.

Only then did he ask faintly: "Young man, meeting is fate, what is your name?" Lao Tzu Guan you have great ambitions and a bright future, can you be interested in joining my Rebellion against Heaven? ”

"This..."The young monk obviously hesitated, and after a long time, he gave himself a numerological sentence to be bald.

How could he be happy, after all, he was full of green hair!

How can it become bald? This is obviously unreliable!

But after thinking about it for a while, no matter what, this senior can't afford to offend himself.

Only then did he reluctantly give up his hand, and gestured with his eyes again, and asked the man in the cloak to look down at his feet.

It wasn't until everyone, the cloaked man, and Yin Hong, all looked at the young monk's feet, that he spoke shyly.

"Seniors, don't hide it, it's not that the younger generation can't afford to buy shoes, but they were born without shoes, and over time, the Taoist friends who are familiar with the younger generation all shout that the younger generation is barefoot."

Poof-

Hearing this name, Yin Hong was directly choked.

But I want to laugh and be shocked at the same time!

There is no other reason, because this barefoot is the famous barefoot immortal of the future heavenly court.

Moreover, the barefoot Great Immortal is not subordinate to the Righteous Great Immortal under the jurisdiction of the Heavenly Court.

On the contrary, it is a scattered immortal, and this scattered immortal is not a cultivator, but an identity.

It represents unrestrained, just like a Lu Zhuan Dao person.

It is rumored that the signature weapon of the barefoot Great Immortal is his barefoot, which is similar to a magic weapon born from nature.

And in addition to this pair of bare feet, the most mysterious point.

It is this barefoot immortal who is invulnerable, and it is rumored that it is because he has a magic weapon hidden in his body, which does not belong to the Three Realms and Six Realms!

And this secret is probably unknown to others except for the Red Script person.

But this is not what Yin Hong was most shocked.

What shocked him the most was that this man in the cloak could actually know that the barefoot immortal would inevitably be bald in the future.

Like other foreign magic weapons or something, Yin Hong can't judge, but this barefoot will be bald in the future, but it is an ironclad fact!

And based on this alone, the seemingly insignificant assertion shocked Yin Hong.

This is either really able to forcibly tell fortunes when the heavens are disordered.

Or is he able to see how a person's appearance changes after 300 years?

Whether it's these two reasons, or something else.

In a simple sentence, you will be bald in three hundred years.

It already shows that this cloak man is extraordinary!

......

But at this time, the barefoot immortal was obviously still very young.

I don't believe the cloaked man's nonsense at all.

After introducing myself, I don't have the mind to continue to ask other questions.

On the contrary, the man in the cloak seemed to be more and more interested in the barefoot immortal.

He kept pinching his arms and bones, as if he was getting happier the more he pinched.

When it was pinched, I couldn't help but praise it.

"Not only is the heavenly court abundant, but also the bones are amazing! Good, good, genius! But pinching and pinching, the corners of his mouth showed a touch of unwillingness, "Hey, it's a pity, why is it a bald man... It's a pity, it's a pity..."

This was originally a good touching bone, but it suddenly popped up again, but it was a pity that he was bald or something.

The corners of the mouth that were originally still praised, the barefoot immortal with a touch of smugness, couldn't help but twitch the corners of his eyes.

Is this Nima a pot that can't be opened?

Is this bald or not, is it heavier than the younger generation is a wizard?

Undoubtedly, the bare feet at this moment are sluggish.

If it weren't for the conditions, he wanted the villain in his heart to jump out and trample this mysterious predecessor into a pile of scum.

After all, in front of so many people, he always said that he would be bald in the future.

This is going to get out, how will I find a Taoist companion in the future?

Fortunately, Yin Hong didn't know what the barefoot immortal really thought at the moment.

Otherwise, there will definitely be a sentence of divine mending: Brother, don't think about those who have and don't, your future is really a bald person! Not only is it bald, but it's also a 10,000-year-old single dog, the kind that can't be saved.