Yaoyun Mountain, Ling Jing Pavilion.

In the middle of summer, the weather is very hot, and the pilgrims in the temple are becoming scattered, and the disciples in the door are also drowsy in the noise of frogs and cicadas.

In this scorching heat, Shen Anfeng, the deacon of the scripture hall, sat under the pavilion, holding a fishing rod and fishing for a horse.

Since he said goodbye to the Xiqiong Mountain Range and obtained a Shouyuan pearl from Mingchen Daochang, he has been like a treasure.

After returning to the door and contemplating it several times, he took a wisp to see the effect.

I was immediately shocked.

Shou Yuan's thing, don't say that ordinary people, even cultivators, are difficult to detect.

Most of them are just feeling when the deadline is approaching.

However, this could not be hidden from Ling Jingge's disciples.

There is no other reason, just a good way of divination and divination!

This result made Shen Anfeng's heart pound.

Cultivation is not more than a thousand years, and it is ultimately a mortal life, even if you cultivate a strong body, you will only live for one hundred and twenty years.

Now that Kunlun walks both longevity and pearls, if you can earn one or two, a thousand years of road is expected, and the avenue can be expected!

Under the swaying of his heart, he simply used the technique of earth-shattering shooting to deduce the future.

Unexpectedly, Shen Anfeng hesitated.

What the mottled hexagram shows is all bloody rain.

In fact, with the appointment of Mingchen Daoist to Guangling's right exercise, a series of events also proved his divination.

Ling Jingge pays attention to "quiet and tranquil, lonely and inactive, and plays a quiet word." ”

In the final analysis, it was because Ling Jingge was good at divination, it was easy to perceive danger, and the best way to avoid danger was to avoid cause and effect and avoid it.

The beauty is called its name: quiet and tranquil, lonely and inactive.

Shen Anfeng knows this well, but it also shackles his steps.

After all, there is a chance in the world, how can there be a reason not to fight or take it?

Even if it is due to luck, how many points can you earn?

But if you join the WTO and participate in it, under the red dust refining your heart, you are afraid that before you get the opportunity, you will be dead, so hesitant in every way, you have the current fishing move.

"Da Da Da ......"

There was a sound of footsteps, and a doorkeeper approached and said, "Uncle Shi, there is a Taoist outside the temple who asks to see him, claiming to be the head of Mingchen Dao." ”

"The heart is ape, this is to turn fiction into reality...... Who do you say? ”

"Daoist Mingchen."

Smack!

The fishing rod was thrown off, and then looked at Shen Anfeng's figure, which had already disappeared into the pavilion, shocking the disciples who guarded the door with blank faces.

"Reunion after a long absence, don't come unharmed!"

In front of the gate of Ling Jingge Mountain, Mo Chuan looked at Shen Anfeng, who was walking like a flyer, and smiled and bowed his hand.

"Unharmed! Poor Dao is a daily hexagram today, and Di Zelin said: The nobles are here, and the masters are patronizing. I can't figure it out, but I didn't think about it, and I came, hahaha......"

Shen Anfeng laughed.

"Praise and praise! If you want to talk about nobles, Taoist friends are poor nobles. ”

Mo Chuan said kind words and stepped into the gate of Ling Jing Pavilion in greetings.

At the invitation of Shen Anfeng, he entered a small courtyard of locust trees, at this time the flowering season had passed, and the trees were full of verdant trees and shaded the courtyard.

Sitting under the tree, tasting fragrant tea, discussing the Taoist scriptures, there should be a different taste.

It's a pity that the two corpses of one person, one demon and one in the courtyard have washed away all this tranquility and elegance.

"This is the person who attacked and killed the poor Dao disciple, and the Daoist may be the murderer behind the scenes?"

After Mo Chuan concisely introduced his intentions, he waved his hand and took out the corpse and asked.

"The way of divination and divination is the art of peeping into the heavens, and the poor way does not dare to make assertions, so try to talk about it."

Shen Anfeng jumped in shock.

For the sake of a Taoist child, he dispatched a thousand-year-old rampant, and the bloody wind and rain shown by the hexagram were even more terrifying than he imagined!

"It's hard work!"

"You're welcome."

Shen Anfeng returned to the ceremony, then approached the corpse, reached out and dipped the almost dry body fluids, engraved a talisman from his palm, and then closed his eyes.

Yuan Qi was wanton, but he suddenly opened his eyes, opened his mouth with a "wow", and vomited a mouthful of blood.

"Daoyou ......"

Mo Chuan suddenly got up.

"It's okay—"

Shen Anfeng raised his hand, sat cross-legged, and after a period of pranayama, he got up and said apologetically: "I disappointed my fellow Daoists, the poor Taoist is limited, and I can't cut off the murderer behind the hexagram." ”

"Daoyou's words are serious, this is not Daoyou's fault, but the murderer behind the scenes is too strong."

Mo Chuan said, and presented another jade bottle and said: "This is a return pill, which can recuperate the body to the peak of the realm, and give it to Taoist friends, and I hope that Taoist friends will not be disgusted." ”

Shen Anfeng waved his hand again and again when he heard this: "No merit is not rewarded, how dare the poor Dao be greedy for such a valuable thing?" ”

Mo Chuan forced his way away with a smile: "Daoyou's words are wrong, and if you can't do divination, it's actually a result." ”

Shen Anfeng was stunned.

Ling Jingge is good at divination, and one of the incomes in the view is divination and hexagrams, down to the ordinary people, up to the monks and royal families.

The murderer behind the attack on Xuanyun was able to cover up the heavens, and even hurt Shen Anfeng, in fact, he had already eliminated several options for Mo Chuan.

After the incident, Mo Chuan put away the corpse, and the two talked about Xuanlun again.

Mo Chuan bluntly said that he opened a academy in the Jinghuang Wilderness, and wanted to invite Shen Anfeng to be enshrined and sit in the academy.

Shen Anfeng politely declined, bluntly saying that he needed to ask the teacher.

Mo Chuan was sorry, and said that he wanted to use the earth shattering technique to seek the shooting technique of Ling Jing Pavilion, which was also among the earth demons.

I didn't want to, and I was pushed by Shen Anfeng, but I said that I could teach Mo Chuan some of the methods of I Ching gossip, although the effect was not as good as the art of earth, and it was still possible to break a bad luck.

Mo Chuan politely refused and left adrift.

……

Let's say that Mo Chuan had just left on his front foot, and a white-haired old Taoist priest stepped into the courtyard on his back foot.

"Senior brother, what did you deduce?"

Shen Anfeng saw the Ling Jing Pavilion Master, his heart moved, and he asked directly.

"That's right, why is Mingchen Dao here?" Ling Jing Pavilion Lord asked.

Shen Anfeng hurriedly told the matter 1510.

"Can you figure out the heels?"

"Don't hide it from Senior Brother, Senior Brother does calculate a few heels."

"Since you calculated it, but vomited blood and refused, it seems that the person behind the curtain is extraordinary?"

Shen Anfeng was silent.

This was the fundamental reason why he politely refused the position of worship in the Heavenly Demon Academy, and even refused to change the law.

In other words, he has not yet reached the end of the mountain, so he naturally does not want to take risks.

"Well done."

Ling Jing Pavilion bowed his head and turned to leave, without asking who the murderer was behind the scenes?

"Dare to ask Senior Brother, but what did you see?"

Shen Anfeng couldn't suppress his curiosity and asked.

"The yang is out of position, and the hexagram is the same and shocking."

Ling Jing Pavilion Master didn't stop, and after dropping a hexagram, he walked away.

"The impotence is out of position? Is this a hexagram? ”

Shen Anfeng muttered to himself, his eyes widened in astonishment, and the hexagram poem suddenly flashed through his heart: "The luck is really good, the sorrow is spring and autumn, and he seeks to avoid the northwest, and he is not seeking outside his body." ”

This is a great hexagram! For the individual, the fate is poor, and there is a risk of change in the dynasty.

Shen Anfeng's eyes flickered, I don't know who the pavilion master's hexagram should be?

He groaned for a long time, reached into his arms, took out the jade bottle and sniffed it slightly, gritted his teeth, pinched the paper into a crane, and sent it out of the Taoist temple.

(End of chapter)