The gray-clothed fortune teller's smile froze, the young Taoist had actually used the technique of change to change his appearance, and there were unique means of the fox clan to cover his breath, with his eyes closed, the clear air of the Dao Gate had been covered and turned into a handsome temperament, but these means, in front of him, were all useless!

Because his spirit is so clear.

The power of inference is so powerful that instinct alone directly overrides all means.

This thing can tell the heel at a glance.

It's crystal clear.

It's just that at this time, the fortune teller only remembers that he is a troublesome little Taoist.

'It's a big one in Zhongzhou! ’

'Draw near him, and the beast will be unfortunate!' ’

'Let's go. ’

If you unlock another layer of memory seals, you will get the following memory information-

This little cub belongs to the Exorcism. ’

'Chopped Donghua's killing embryo with his own hands. ’

And the phrase 'Draw near to him, and the beast will become extremely unfortunate!! ’

It can cause many diseases such as lumbar spine herniation and severe knee pain! ’

So the character of the gray-clothed fortune teller will stop at this step, and he will not continue to think, at the moment he just feels that his scalp is numb, and he just wants to turn around and run away, so as not to be involved with the killing embryo of the evil temple, and at this time, the monk next to him also seems to recognize the young Taoist in front of him.

Slightly surprised.

Qi Wufu closed his eyes.

At this moment, his Yuan Shen fell into Qi Ding, and his own Qi was extremely convergent, and he was in the most difficult state to see the realm, but Yuan Shen was also clear and sharp enough to recognize the old man, so after just playing the qin today, he asked Xiao Pengcao to help pass on a message to the two.

So the monk who had been dragged in earlier was now happy.

And Mr. Gray, who was very interested in Qinyin Pavilion before, was depressed.

He's been in that place for too long, too long.

Finally, the old bald head is now out of order, and he can't control him for a while.

That's when I came out to 'see the world'.

When the music ended, the young man left with the lyre on his back and went to a secluded place, while the monk got up and went with him.

The Grey Man turned around, slowed down and walked quietly.

It wasn't until a broad palm pressed on his shoulder that the fortune teller stiffened, turned around, and saw the monk looking at him calmly, and said, "Where are you going?" ”

The corner of the fortune teller's mouth twitched.

was lifted by the big monk with one hand, lifted it, and then turned around and saluted Xiao Pengcao, who was finally willing to change into clean clothes, with a gentle voice: "There is Lao Xiaoyou." ”

By the time the two of them reached the ashram, the young man was there.

When they meet elsewhere, they will naturally inevitably have a burst of greetings.

Mr. Gray was extremely annoyed and hung his head.

He came out to see the world.

For the realm of the demon race, there are 6,000 years of tradition, known as the Qinyin Pavilion that has snared many peerless beauties of the entire demon clan, but it is extremely curious, here, all ethnic groups have it, and any aesthetics can be satisfied, of course, it can only rely on music, this is a place to listen to music and drink, and there is a [immortal] behind the Qinyin Pavilion.

It belongs to the top power.

The three flowers gather at the top, and if you go further, you can directly open up the realm of the demon country.

Under normal circumstances, no one would dare to be blind and do anything here.

But his spirit suggests that this place is not so stable—

I thought there would be a fight.

Everyone knows that after the fall of the great sage of the demon clan and the tiger clan, another demon emperor was born, and at this juncture, there is an old demon who has been practicing for thousands of years to advance to the great sage.

In this case, so many forces are attracted near a city, and there will inevitably be collisions and conflicts.

It is true that the Qinyin Pavilion is a top force.

Those who can be invited to participate in the Great Sage's ritual are all top forces.

It's used to being powerful everywhere, and it's strange that something doesn't happen.

That's why Mr. Gray took this monk along, while watching the beauty stroke the qin, while watching the guys fight, by the way, doing what the old bald donkey is not allowed to do, as the most sensitive existence in the world, if he wants to arch the fire, there is no one in heaven and earth who can compare to him.

And the monk is a guarantee of safety.

But who knows, who knows, the crisis of the sexual spirit prompt is not the fighting method and confrontation at all, but this stinky boy!!

Heaven has mercy, why do you keep touching this calf's nose?!!

Mr. Gray gritted his teeth in annoyance.

But unconsciously changed from the stinky cow nose of the original mantra to the calf nose.

The young Taoist also saw that the monk in front of him was not in the right state.

In the past, when I got along with this great monk, I only felt peaceful and slow.

At this moment, he could feel a thick and majestic Qi, surging on the body of this great monk.

As if something was being suppressed.

The young Taoist pondered for a moment and asked calmly:

"The master is...... Did you run into a magic obstacle? ”

The monk's eyes were calm, his hands were folded, and he replied, "It's a demonic barrier." ”

"The fart barrier, didn't you find it yourself?!"

Mr. Gray rolled his eyes and scolded: "It was he who killed the head of the demons in the city during the Zhongzhou Tribulation, and sucked their back hand, that evil and filthy qi into his body, really, and he is not afraid that he will fall into the evil path and then turn into a demon Buddha?" ”

The great monk said gently: "The poor monk is afraid. ”

The fortune teller said angrily: "So you ran to the remote place of Jinzhou, and went to the destroyed temple in Jinzhou." ”

"While copying Buddhist scriptures, waiting for yourself to take the initiative to pass away after you can't suppress your demonic thoughts?"

"It's just a madman."

The fortune teller chattered.

Gritting his teeth, if it weren't for this incident, he wouldn't have come to Jinzhou, and he wouldn't have come to the Demon Kingdom at this time.

If you don't come to the Demon Kingdom at this time, you won't come to Qinyin Pavilion at this time, and you won't meet this young Taoist.

Although this monk is silent, but the foundation is extremely thick, the strength is extraordinary, traversing the mortal world, and has two great aspirations, its strength is close to the Bodhisattva fruit, with this monk, the earthly world is peaceful, even if it is a great sage, not to face the head-on, can also protect his life - unfortunately, he chose to accommodate the filthy and evil power of Zhongzhou to himself.

This great monk has cultivated the [Leakless Golden Body].

Use yourself as a temple to suppress thousands of demons and evil spirits.

But because of this, he was infected by demonic thoughts and evil spirits, and fell into the demonic barrier.

Originally, with his strength, it was easy to kill that evil spirit.

It's just that the core is in the center of the capital city of Zhongzhou.

Such a move will inevitably bring huge casualties.

But it was impossible for the monk to do.

If you don't have compassion, if you don't have vajra thoughts, you can't practice the Buddhist realm of [Yin and Yang are not ambiguous], [wisdom is not used, and you become wise], and if you have compassion, Bodhi Nian will inevitably make the same choice as this great monk, so this is a thing that is not worth mentioning for a ruthless cultivator, a monk of the left path, and a catastrophe for a Buddhist cultivator.

The young Taoist came to his senses and said: "The realm of the earth immortals, the eight difficulties and obstacles. ”

The monk was surprised, but he only folded his hands and replied gently: "In my Buddhist gate, the name of the palm print, cut off three thousand troubles. ”

"If you end your troubles, you are an arhat."

So the fortune teller scolded and said, "You have already proved the status of an arhat, and you have two grand wishes, and your strength is comparable to that of an ordinary bodhisattva, but because of this incident, you fell into demonic thoughts, which is crazy!" ”

The monk looked at the young man, his face was a little thin, his eyes were still peaceful, and he said gently, "That's how you practice. ”

"Earth Immortal Realm, Arhat Fruit, one is eight tribulations, and the other is three thousand afflictions."

"But it's not that you won't be led anymore."

"Do Qi Daoyou know the word [practice]?"

The young Taoist looked at the cup on the table, pointed to the empty cup placed on the cup, and said, "This is not a practice. ”

He lifted the teapot, gently poured the tea into the cup, and said gently: "This is practice." ”

And with the teacup in the back, he calmly picked it up and said:

"It's a practice."

The monk exclaimed, "It seems that the Dao mind of a cultivator has never had doubts. ”

The young Taoist put down the teacup and replied gently:

"The human heart is in danger, the Taoist heart is subtle, but the essence is the only one, and it is allowed to cling to it."

"It's for practice."

The great monk smiled and said: "In this case, Qi Daoyou, you are just not enough in the realm of martial arts, with such a bottom, your Taoism is actually already an immortal with three flowers." ”

Mr. Gray rolled his eyes, feeling bored, he is a kind of congenital soul, and he is the most talented, as soon as he was born, he was born with three flowers, and after adulthood, after thousands of years, sleeping and eating naturally entered the so-called earth immortal level, he can be a demon king, he can be an arhat, but this is only [Gongji].

Among the Daomen, it is the [powerful].

Non-strong.

Those who are not Taoists.

The road is not high.

It is also a study of divination, not a war job, although there is a realm, but it is not good at fighting.

For the so-called cultivation of these two guys, the practice was not interested, turned around and looked at the well-behaved little fluffy grass, which was just a casual casual glance, this guy was immediately stunned, and then his eyes widened, but the well-behaved little guy was startled, and then he was still looking at the well-behaved appearance of the nose and the nose.

Maintaining a well-behaved appearance, he slowly moved behind the young Taoist.

Silently hid himself.

The young Taoist noticed the sight of the fortune teller, stretched out his hand slightly, covered Xiao Pengcao behind his sleeve robe, looked at the gentleman and smiled: "Does Mr. know Xiao Pengcao?" ”

Mr. Gray said with interest: "It's called Little Pengcao?" ”

"How so...... I don't know whether to say it, is your kid's good fortune or this little guy's good fortune. ”

"I did the math, it's her good fortune."

"I met you, I grabbed the only life, well, strange, why does it seem to have something to do with your piano?"

"Boy, do you have a guqin?"

"It seems that this qin made you meet by chance, otherwise, it would not be so easy, and the personality of this qin is probably still extremely high, and you can't use its fundamental ability now, right?"

The young Taoist was surprised, and this fortune teller didn't care about this, but he was surprised, and said with a smile: "The innate soul is born with supernatural powers and strength, and it is far beyond the ordinary in terms of cultivation, and there are many strange and magical changes, which cannot be learned the day after tomorrow, but it has not been able to go through the tribulation, and after all, the Tao is not enough." ”

"Born souls, they go through calamities step by step, and they are difficult to cultivate for a long time."

"The Tao is easy to grow, but supernatural powers are rare, and the body is difficult to cultivate."

"And she, with the strengths of both sides, will be a peerless genius in both her skills and Taoism."

Xiao Pengcao's face was a little pale, and she glared at the fortune teller.

Then he looked at the young Taoist, and there was fear in his eyes.

The young Taoist said softly: "Don't worry, you belong to yourself, I won't drive you away, and I won't sell you." His palm was warm, and Xiao Pengcao was relieved, and the fortune teller sneered and said: "Such a creature, I don't know how to appear one, it has to be innate and acquired, you better not teach her to practice." ”

"Because once she cultivates, her physique will gradually be opened, and there will be heavenly changes."

"There will be strong people who perceive the heavenly opportunity to come, or take in apprentices, or kill them."

"Unless you use the Northern Emperor Zhou Tianxingchen to cover the formation of the hidden formation, or the seventy-two-layer lotus fetus Tibetan realm mandala formation of the Buddha Gate to seal the breath, otherwise the words will definitely be noticed, especially in this broken place, tsk, there are too many people, you kid can't protect it, speaking of which, the great monk, have you cultivated all the Buddhism in the world."

"Haha, that's amazing."

The fortune teller's mouth has always been very poisonous and he doesn't speak well.

The young Taoist looked thoughtfully at the great monk, who bowed his head gently, and said, "If you need it, Qi Daoyou." ”

"I can teach you a formation."

The young Taoist arched his hand and said, "Thank you." ”

The fortune teller rolled his eyes and said lazily: "I didn't teach you, and I won't do you any good if you thank me." ”

"But, little fluffy grass ......"

"The body is like a fluffy grass, life flows with the waves, falls when it encounters the soil, and stops when it encounters stones."

The fortune teller sighed, looked at the child's expression with a rare gentleness, and said softly: "You shouldn't call this name, your bloodline, your life experience, it should be [Feng Clan], although the fluffy grass is small, but if there is wind, the whole world, as long as the wind blows, is your world and hometown." ”

"Your surname should be Feng ......"

"The wind of the wind."

The little guy is well-behaved and cute, but in his bones he is vigilant and suspicious, and he doesn't listen at all.

The fortune teller laughed, a little complicated.

He knew a little about why he was here, his spiritual acuity was stronger than his self that he had gradually cultivated through his accumulated wisdom and cognition, perhaps he wanted to see this child, and looking at her, he always thought of the familiar images of the death of those innate beings from years ago.

That's it, that's it, it's also a good thing to see that the blood of the deceased has not been severed.

Seeing the fright of this kid is nothing.

It seems that he has obtained an amazing piano, no wonder he plays the piano here and makes a great name.

It's just that his piano skills were just ordinary before, and at most they were good in the century-old skills of the human race.

How did you suddenly get such a big improvement?!

The fortune teller was puzzled, looking at the little guy staring at him vigilantly, and Qi Wufu talked about the formation with the monk, and no one took care of him for a while, so he was bored, thinking of this, thinking of the fact that he came in excitedly before, and seeing that the young man's heart almost stopped beating when he played the piano, he couldn't help but feel more and more angry the more he thought about it, and the more angry he became.

He slapped his palm on the table and muttered to himself:

"Which guy who has nothing to do when he is full of food and has nothing to do teaches him to play the piano?!!"

"Grandma's."

"It scared Lao Tzu a lot, and my heart was about to go wrong."

"Count, count."

The spirits screamed.

The fortune teller sneered, full of confidence, and said to himself in his heart, I don't count him as a teacher, and I don't count him as an arctic exorcist in the Arctic, even if it's a guy who is too idle to teach him to play the piano.

It's okay, it's stable!

Hold your hand steady.

I count!!

Damn, don't let me know it's that idle ass......

The strongest spirit of the Six Realms instantly completed the supreme level of divination, and then the smile on the fortune teller's confident face froze.

Large drops of cold sweat ran down his forehead.

"Hmmm......"

"Uh-huh?!!!"

(End of chapter)