Volume 2 Chapter 12 Tricky Arithmetic
The sword qi poured in, and to Liu He's surprise, this flagpole could actually carry the sharp sword qi without any breakage or damage.
The banner took off his hand, and Lao Dao hit the pole with a heavy punch, and the huge fist power collided with the sword qi.
With a light smile and withdrawing back the Divine Refining Flag, Chen Sheng's arm shook very skillfully, dissolving the force attached to it.
"It seems that the Taoist is really unfathomable. Liu He squinted his eyes slightly, and really regarded the person in front of him as an opponent, you must know that a monk of his level is already considered to be the top in the Jindan realm, and the sword qi that is waved casually is impossible for even an ordinary Jindan mid-stage monk to take it so easily.
Chen Sheng smiled bitterly, "A real person, I am a mortal man who is lucky enough to take a move and a half, but I also have to break my muscles and bones." ”
Liu He pursed his lips and chuckled: "I have a good breath for the Taoist Chief, and I don't look like I'm injured." ”
Although the blind old man's body is still rickety, there is no injury on his body, and his breathing and breathing are also smooth, and he is not strong.
Smiling and straightening up, Chen Sheng asked, "Can you tell me what you're looking for, maybe Poor Dao can remember some details, or Poor Dao can help real people figure it out." ”
As he spoke, the elder elder pointed to the four characters on the flag.
Liu He smiled, "Do you really think you are a person among the gods?"
If you make a gesture, you have to strike again.
Chen Sheng smiled lightly and raised his hand, and the god chattered: "The theory of numerology and fate is mysterious and unpredictable, and I have practiced this Tao for decades, and I dare not say that I am proficient, but I also have a glimpse of a little opportunity. ”
"Oh, can the Dao Leader figure out my identity?" Liu He was not in a hurry, the longer the time dragged on, the greater the benefit to him.
"Calculate the way of tolerance. ”
After that, Chen Sheng really sat down cross-legged, with the flag lying horizontally in front of him, and there were words in his mouth.
After a while, the old Taoist suddenly opened his eyes and got up laughing.
Liu He raised his eyebrows, "Figured it out?"
Chen Sheng nodded, turned his head and said viciously to the two little guys peeking at the gate of the courtyard: "Listen, aren't you afraid of death?"
The boy immediately retracted his head, followed by the sound of a heavy object slamming on the ground.
The girl grimaced at the two of them before running back into the house.
"Children's hearts are not strange to real people. Chen Sheng's forehead was covered with fine beads of sweat, if he really fought, he was sure to escape under Liu He's hands, at least he could fight and lose both, but with these two small oil bottles, he was really restrained everywhere, and it was difficult to move an inch.
Smiling indifferently, Liu He said casually: "It's okay, Dao Chief, please speak." ”
Walking in front of him, Chen Sheng lowered his voice and said, "If the poor Dao is good, the real person should be a disciple of the Willow Leaf Sect, and what he is looking for is also a secret treasure in the sect." ”
After saying that, blood overflowed from the corner of the old Taoist's mouth, and his breath instantly became sluggish.
Liu He sighed and did not interrupt.
Chen Sheng smiled bitterly, "Leaking the heavenly secrets, a little backlash, the real person still wants Poor Dao to continue?"
Liu Ye smiled and said, "Of course I want to continue, the Dao Chief hasn't told me the whereabouts of that thing yet." ”
"Looks like you really want my life. Lao Dao spat at the blood foam and continued: "This thing is too big, and the poor Dao can't be specified. I said it more obscurely, and the real person forgive me. ”
Then Lao Dao raised the flag and pointed to a direction from afar, "What the real person wants, it must be in the east, but it is in the movement, if you are very anxious, please hurry up and get on the road." ”
Liu He's heart was shocked, three hundred miles east of here, it was the station of the Willow Leaf Sect.
After the accident in the Buried Bone Mountain Range, the Liuye Sect migrated, and it was to go to the east, and then three thousand miles to get out of the boundary of Fulong Prefecture and go to a good sect mountain gate.
When his eyes flickered, Liu He was thinking about it, and carefully retraced his encounter with the old Taoist priest, and couldn't find any possibility that the master could hand over that thing to him.
That treasure, once there must be a change in heaven and earth, it is impossible to hide it from Liu He.
Chen Sheng's face was like gold paper, coughed up a mouthful of blood, and said with a wry smile: "Real person, can you let the poor Dao leave." ”
As he spoke, he was a little unsteady on his feet, and if it weren't for the flags on the ground, he might have fallen.
After pondering for a long time, Liu He said: "Dao Chief, please take it, but please don't tell anyone about today's matter." ”
Lao Dao smiled freely, "Poor Dao doesn't want to be attacked by Heavenly Dao again, he will lose his life." ”
After that, regardless of whether Liu He responded or not, he slowly walked into the small courtyard and fell to the ground with a bang.
Watching all this in silence, Liu He's hand shot out a little slender golden light, breaking into the old Dao's body, and then the sword flew away.
After making sure that the strange immortal had left, the two little ones dared to come out and see their cheap master lying on the ground, blinking his eyes, and scolding with a smile: "Don't you help me up?"
The young man hurriedly stepped forward to help Lao Dao up, and was surprised: "Master, it turns out that you are all pretending." ”
Chen Sheng shuddered and scolded angrily: "You kid, that's a Jindan real person, don't pretend to be a teacher, not only am I dead, but the two of you can't run away." ”
Hearing this, the girl quietly tugged at the corner of the young man's clothes and whispered, "Brother, how do I feel that the master is not very reliable." ”
The boy nodded again and again, deeply agreed.
Chen Sheng smiled faintly and urged: "Fetch your bags, now we can go." ”
"Where are you going?" the girl wondered, holding her head high.
The big hand pressed on her little brain, and Chen Sheng smiled: "Naturally, I will lead you back to the sect." ”
The two guys moved quickly, took out the bags they had already packed, stood in the courtyard, and took a few last glances at the place where they had lived since childhood.
Putting a few large and small packages into the Qiankun bag, Chen Sheng raised his head and teased: "What's the matter?"
The brother and sister turned their heads and rubbed their eyes in unison, and then the girl asked, "Master, where are our things?"
The blind old man smiled, patted the Qiankun bag hanging from his waist, and several packages fell out of it, causing the brothers and sisters to shine with starlight.
The young man shouted excitedly: "I know, I know, this thing is called the Qiankun Bag, it is the magic weapon of the immortal family, and it can hold as many things as possible." ”
The girl suddenly raised her head and made a request that made Chen Sheng extremely stunned, "Master, can you take this courtyard with you?"
Chen Sheng was stunned, and then laughed wildly.
The young man coughed a few times, and said to his sister with a little reproach: "Let's run for our lives, what if we let the immortal family know and catch up, the master can't beat others." ”
As he spoke, the young man did not forget to glance at the old Taoist priest a few times, and was relieved to see that he was not angry.
Chen Sheng stepped forward with a light smile, rubbed the two little brain melons, and said with a smile: "What Chen Wu said is not right or wrong, I really can't beat the real person of the immortal family, but we are not running for our lives, otherwise he can kill as a teacher, as for why he didn't bring this courtyard, first, because this Qiankun bag can't fit it, and second, it's because when I get to the immortal family, this kind of negative building materials can't be saved." ”
The girl seemed to understand whether she understood or not, but the boy raised his head and asked timidly, "What are feminine building materials?"
Chen Sheng had been waiting for him to ask for a long time, and said with a smile: "I have to ask you, this courtyard has been repaired in recent years, right?"
The boy nodded, his eyes becoming more and more puzzled.
Chen Sheng asked again: "Where does the wood come from?"
The young man pointed to the mountains and forests not far away, and blurted out: "What happened to the cut in the mountains?"
A slap fell on the brain, Chen Sheng scolded with a smile: "Do you know what kind of mountain it is, the buried bones in the mountain are already extremely yin, these woods are rooted here, they are already yin, you kid is bold, and you dare to cut it to build a house, fortunately, it won't be long, otherwise your small body bones will have to be planted here." ”
The young man's heart was shocked, and he was speechless for a long time.
Seeing this, Chen Sheng said again: "Let me ask you, outside the White Bone City, can you see that there are still people who have built houses?"
The young man suddenly realized, no wonder he had lived here for more than ten years, but he had never seen a house outside the city, and then his heart moved, and his eyes fell uncontrollably on his sister, full of guilt.
With a sigh, Chen Sheng leaned down, patted the young man on the shoulder, and said softly: "It's okay, it's all over." ”
The boy nodded silently.
On that day, between the jungles outside the White Bone City, one old and two young, three figures gradually lengthened in the daylight.
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About five days after the three left, a young man with a sword rushed into a small shop.
"Say, where is that person?" Cui Fangbai slapped on the counter, his face full of eagerness.
"Young Master?" The green-shirted scribe was obviously stunned, although there was a list within the clan, and he would pay special attention to the people who probed the news on the list, but he never imagined that Cui Fangbai would come in person.
As if sensing that there was something wrong with his behavior, Cui Fangbai winked, and the shopkeeper smiled and led him to a room where no one was around.
"Where is the person who inquired about the old man of Yinshan?" Cui Fangbai asked indifferently, he knew in his heart that this person could never be Huang Fu Cheng, such as a top figure in the cultivation world, it was impossible for the shopkeeper of any shop to be unrecognizable, and the extremely proud Huang Fu Cheng would not be able to walk easily.
Then the person who inquired about this news was very likely to be Chen Sheng, who mysteriously disappeared from the Xianmen Conference, that is, the person Cui Fangbai had been guessing in his heart.
The middle-aged shopkeeper saw his young master's eagerness, and replied with a faint smile: "That person has already left White Bone City a few days ago and gone west. ”
"To the west?" Cui Fangbai frowned and muttered in a low voice, "It's the direction of the Burning Sun Sect." ”
Then he said, "Tell me everything you know." ”
The shopkeeper smiled, and then told the old Taoist priest the news he had met and known one by one, no matter how big or small, and the coffin was closed at the end: "This person can never be as simple as a martial artist." ”
The corners of Cui Fangbai's mouth rose slightly, and he smiled: "Of course, but now I have news to ask you." ”
"Young master, please speak. ”
Cui Fang's white eyes showed a fierce light, and he smiled fiercely: "Where is that guy named Liu He?"
About half an hour later, Cui Fangbai's figure appeared on top of the city tower, smiled at a huge statue of the god in the center, and swung out a sword.
The skull of the gate, the symbol of the City of Bones, collapsed, and the face of the statue was extremely smooth, emitting a cloud of black smoke.