Qi Wufu recognized it as the fortune teller, and was about to say hello.

The fortune teller widened his eyes, he was drunk a few days ago, and then he didn't know why, he always felt that in recent days, it was not suitable to go out, and he held back his efforts at home for several days, and finally felt that he couldn't hold it back, so he brought a pot of wine, ready to go around outside, and look at the red dust, there are very good things to play, only to hear a sentence [monks, no king's law], say good.

I just want to see a lively look.

But I saw that it was an acquaintance.

I don't know why, my own sexual spirit has been reminded to explode all over my body, and I looked at the peacock bird that just came out, and it looked like a peacock to the naked eye, but the sexual spirit seemed to see the nine lions under the command of Taiyi Rescue Tianzun who could eat anything, and the appearance was different, but the aura that seemed to swallow everything was already a little similar.

So the sexual spirit almost exploded.

The fortune teller choked himself on a sip of wine, and subconsciously blurted out a calf's nose.

But instinctively covered his mouth.

Sexual Reminder.

Ponder for three seconds.

So he turned his head and ran away.

Qi Wufu: "??? ”

The young Taoist didn't expect that the fortune teller in front of him, who had already met several times and had helped him, just turned around and ran, doubting in his heart, but under the instinct of the flow of sexuality, the young Taoist still subconsciously stepped on it, Yuan Qi led the flow of wind, and his sleeve robe flew over, and he chased after him.

He raised his hand and pressed the fortune teller who was not using his magic powers at the moment.

"Sir, why did you run away when you saw me?" ”

Fortune teller: ".................."

Immediately the face does not change color:

"Did I run away?"

"Hah, joke!"

"Which eye did you have that saw me running?!"

"Sir, I just ate a little too much today, and my stomach is very distended, so I left."

When he said this, Qi Wufu heard a strange sound, like a voice that can only be felt when his stomach is empty because he is extremely hungry, and he was a little embarrassed for a while, Rao is fortune teller's face is thick enough, but at this time, he is also a little unbearable, his face is red, but he does not have the means of the old scalper.

The young Taoist let go of his hand and said in a gentle tone, "Coincidentally, I have just come back from the medicine shed." ”

"There is a somen noodle shop in front, and the stewed tofu inside is delicious."

"If you don't dislike it, sir, why don't you go together?"

………………

In the noodle shop, the young Taoist sat down, put the medicine basket next to him, there are two bowls of somen noodles on the Lao shop, a stack of stewed tofu, and garlic marinated in vinegar, and now it has passed Laba, Laba garlic has long been a standing thing, and very appetizing to eat, the fortune teller chopsticks lightly against the table, looking at the young Taoist in front of him, and said: "The murderous spirit has moved, the calf nose is ......"

The fortune teller's words were all spoken, but he was forced back by an instinct that he couldn't even tell.

"Mavericks, awesome little ones."

"Who are you trying to kill?"

The young Taoist replied, "It's not killing." ”

"Just asking for justice."

"What justice."

"The lives of 3.4 million Jinzhou people are fair."

The fortune teller twitched his forehead and muttered:

"Then this justice, it's not enough to die once."

"Even the 'guy' I know who has the best temper and never gets angry may be stirring up ignorant karmic fire."

The fortune teller shook his head and said: "In the eyes of the Buddha, or the level of immortals, people kill beasts and eat meat, and after the beasts become demons, they eat people for life, which is not [evil], but there are scriptures that say that the demons eat people, and the Buddha asks if it is to survive, and the demon answers to make fun of the ear, so the Buddha weeps and holds the vajra pestle to act as a wrath, and moves the ignorant karmic fire." ”

"Killing for the sake of life and death is not a sin, but only sorrow."

"But killing for the sake of selfish desires."

"Even the Buddha can't help but move his angry posture, incarnate as the angry King of the Ming Dynasty, and perform the act of killing and subduing demons."

The fortune teller ate a piece of laba garlic and his face wrinkled, he couldn't eat this thing before, but now he won't let it go.

But he still felt that he was not used to eating this thing, so he said:

"But little guy, when the idea of killing is moved, you must learn to cover it, otherwise, it will be easy to be detected."

"A cultivator is better when he has three talents, and when he steps into the level of [Reverse Three to Two] like you, Yuan Qi and Yuan Shen have their own characteristics, and they are very easy to detect."

He gave an example:

"It's like ink dripping into a pool, Yuan Qi's qi machine, but anyone who cultivates and pushes the number of techniques will not ignore it."

"Therefore, it is even more necessary to learn some methods of divination, not to seek any chances, at least enough to protect yourself."

The young Taoist muttered to himself in confusion: "Push? ”

The fortune teller, who was throwing peanuts into his mouth with chopsticks, was stunned, blinked, looked at the young Taoist in front of him, and said, "You...... If you have cultivated to the innate level, you can be regarded as a Taoist leader, and if you go to any city, as long as you can prove that there is no problem with your identity, the local government will help you cultivate the level of Taoism. ”

"You're not going to push?"

The young Taoist shook his head.

"Don't know the destiny?"

The young Taoist shook his head again.

"Ziwei Doushu, Big Liuren, Small Liuren, Qimen Gossip?"

"Not ......"

"Where's the physiognomy?"

"Mai's rivers and lakes will always be in the same vein, right?"

"It's going to be some, right? Even a little? ”

The young Taoist still shook his head.

Taixuan only mentioned it, but he was not good at it.

Naturally, the teacher didn't tell him.

So the fortune teller was sluggish, slapped his chopsticks on the table, and said angrily: "What kind of teacher is this?!" Is there such a stocking? Lao Niu Nose, Lao Tzu has already ...... cough cough cough cough ......" When he said this, the fortune teller himself did not notice it, as if an instinctive spirit was acting, he grabbed a peanut and threw it into his mouth, so he almost choked himself to death, and coughed violently for a while.

I reluctantly swallowed the peanut in my stomach and said, "Forget it, forget it, don't mention him." ”

"Don't mention him."

"This is the foundation of the practitioner, the so-called method of seeking good fortune and avoiding evil, the means of avoiding disasters and taking refuge, can also be regarded as a lineage of Taoist practice, just like [Killing Outer Demons], [Lowering Demons], [Refining Outer Pills], [Cultivating Inner Scenes], [Dharma Altar Rituals], all of them are considered a discipline of Daomen, most of them just choose a direction to specialize, but the rest are also involved, hey, you are really, unqualified monks."

"Damn, why do you want me to lay this foundation for you?"

He took a sip of tea, and after the shop served a bowl of noodles, the surrounding qi was blocked, and it was like leaving the red world and entering the rest of the world.

The fortune teller groaned and said, "Do you know the Tao?" ”

Qi Wufu nodded, the fortune teller raised his hand to stroke his beard, stroked his non-existent beard, and explained to himself: "Also, you should always know, this sentence doesn't need to be asked." Although he didn't know why he was sure in his heart that the young man in front of him would be at least one level higher than ordinary Daoists, he still acquiesced.

Then he said: "From the perspective of the concept of the Daomen, everything in the world evolved from that point of [Dao]. ”

"The Tao begets one and all things."

"In fact, there is a more extreme view that from the beginning, to the end, in fact, everything has been developed, has been completed."

"From the beginning of the Dao to the final destruction, this is called a calamity, the largest unit of time."

"There are also yuan, will, fortune, world, year, month, and day below."

"In the most extreme and fanatical idea, those believers believe that from the beginning of the Tao to the destruction of the calamity, countless sentient beings have passed through countless journeys along the way, and they have already been written, so as long as you try to glimpse the most primordial avenue with your own nature and spirit, then everything from ancient times to the present and even the future will be clear, and all the secrets of heaven and earth will be intuitive."

"Because at the level of the Tao, there is no concept of time."

"It is the so-called [no top, no bottom, no beginning and no end], and it is also the Buddha described by Buddhism [from nowhere, from nowhere]."

"Past, present, future, your life will be a picture scroll, you can look at it."

"You can pinch and calculate, but you can look at the past and the future."

"This is the highest state of the [Push] lineage."

The fortune teller stirred the plain noodles, and said the supreme creation of this divination and calculation, and then said lightly:

"If you want me to say."

"All fart!"

"Hmph, I don't know the avenue, so I'll say it here. They have seen the Tao as the highest and most important, but they have ignored the weight of all things, and if it is true as they say, then why should the Dao be evolved? They say it very highly, but they are just slackers who carve a boat for a sword, hoping that the world will not change, that there can be an axiom and a formula, and that they will do everything they can. ”

"If you want me to say, this great avenue is not a picture scroll, but flowing water."

"Changeable, changeable."

The fortune teller pointed out the door with his chopsticks in his hand.

There is a big river flowing through the entire Zhongzhou capital city, and the fortune teller has a calm look on his face, and said: "Although the beginning and the end are also doomed, after all, there will be a time of destruction, but hundreds of millions of immeasurable water are turbulent, and they still never stop, there are all kinds of undercurrents, whirlpools, and spring water entering the river, which contains immeasurable changes, how can it be rigid?" ”

"That's why it's called the Book of Changes."

"The meaning of cover [change]."

"And divination is divided, and what has not changed immeasurably, and what has not changed immeasurably."

"The former is the best."

"Just as I can know what somebody ate today and what somebody did yesterday."

"It's not hard to know something that has been decided."

"But it is extremely difficult to calculate what a person will do tomorrow and what he will do tomorrow."

The fortune teller took a bite of noodles and said slowly: "The so-called pushing, no matter what its external manifestations are, its core is to try to use things such as stars, tortoise shells, etc., to briefly get close to the heavenly machine of the Great Dao through things such as stars, tortoise shells, etc., with the primordial spirit and sexual spirit of the self, and then get feedback, try to find what you want to know in it, and then analyze it, which is the so-called [Interpretation of Hexagram]"

"So, when you do something in the future, you hide your soul a little better."

"Like a fish, swimming into the deep sea, without ripples."

"How can the waders find you?"

"This is [Tibet]."

Although the fortune teller did not talk about the real operation method, he also said some about the general core concept, and said: "Therefore, the strong and supreme can cover the entire [Heavenly Machine Long River] with a single thought, and no one is allowed to snoop on it, which is the so-called blinding of the Heavenly Machine, but there are only a few people who can have such means." ”

"Heaven is unpredictable, and I shield it with a thought, how terrifying, it is an unimaginable realm."

"And the one below is the thing of [fixed qi number]."

"It can be suppressed for a short time, just like keeping the flow of water in a part of the river unchanged and not affected by human interference."

"If you have the opportunity, you must find one."

Then he reminded Qi Wufu and said: "And even if you don't, you'd better hide your sexual spirit all the time." ”

"Be afraid of those cultivators who cultivate the heavens."

"[Drawing closer to the heart of heaven with my heart], trying to find a trace of longing for something in the majestic river of heaven with my own spirit is an extremely difficult thing, and what I do is tantamount to looking for a needle in a haystack, even if it is a talented person, it is also extremely time-consuming."

"They themselves are also very weak, if you find them, with your means, you can take their lives with just a few tricks, but if you fail to find them, and they detect them, they can strike at your spirit, cover your spirit, make your spirit cloudy without knowing it, and finally fall into calamity."

"I don't know why until I fell."

"I just feel that I was careless."

"It's the so-called heavenly killing method."

The fortune teller finished eating the noodles, and then put the chopsticks on the bowl, looked at Qi Wufu, and said in a gentle tone: "Finally, I will give you a reminder, little one." ”

"Know the destiny of heaven, but do not believe in the destiny."

"Cultivators who prophesy and divination often think that they are beyond the red dust."

"Everything in the world cannot be counted."

"But don't believe fortune telling."

"When you believe everything you have calculated, then you have been bound by what you have calculated, which is difficult to push a vein, which can be described as a [a leaf of obstacle], in vain to believe in what you have calculated."

"On the contrary, it has lost the essence of change, and it has become just a shadow puppet."

"Okay, you don't have to thank me, these are just the basis of divination and deduction, as for the technique, I won't teach you sir, and you don't have to ask, just this small talk, it's worthy of you and I know each other." The gray-clothed gentleman shook his head, and disappeared, leaving only the young Taoist to sit alone in the noodle shop.

But the man in gray used his magic power to leave, and he didn't walk for a moment, leaning his neck to drink, and the more he thought about it, the more wrong it became.

Strange, strange.

How could I suddenly teach that kid how to push?

Even if he was very angry with me.

But it's not my style to get married......

What does it seem to be making up?

Well? Could it be that someone has done something to Mr. Ben?!

So the gray-clothed gentleman raised his hand and counted for a moment, and then he sneered angrily: "Hahaha, good means, good means!" ”

"Who dares to seal Lao Tzu's memory, and also left a hint in my spirituality [stay away from that kid, if you can't leave, you will have a good fate, and the right to make up for your karma], hum, who is it, such a means, dare to do something in Lao Tzu's mind, see if Lao Tzu wants to clean up you!"

"I want to see who dares to do things in Lao Tzu's head!"

Moments later......

When the great monk carried a basket on his back and came to eat noodles in a place he had always frequented, he saw a familiar scene.

I saw Mr. Gray kneeling towards the east.

The face is like dead ashes, like the white ash left after charcoal burning, and the mouth is muttering words such as me, it's me, etc., the big monk raised his eyebrows and said a Buddha name.

The gray-clothed gentleman raised his head blankly, saw the great monk, froze, and then said angrily:

"Today I had a good time playing with the girls, my muscles and bones were uncomfortable, and I just had to stretch! What are you going to do? ”

The gray-clothed monk was silent, and then said leisurely:

The poor monk didn't ask any questions.

"Why are you in a hurry?"

……………………

Qi Wufu got up, and was silently comprehending the [hiding] method pointed out by the fortune teller at random in his heart, and suddenly felt something.

With a flip of the wrist, the mirror fell into his hand.

After a long time, the mirror finally changed.

It's Yunqin's news.

[No confusion, no confusion, can you prepare sesame cakes?] 】

(End of chapter)