Chapter 368: The Storyteller Says I'm a Storyteller

Where Li Shuishan reappeared, there were dark clouds all over the place.

A light rain fell, quietly smashed on the ground, the dust is so big, it really can't be measured by a state, and when he arrived at the side of an old storyteller, the storyteller nodded and continued, from human geography to monastic anecdotes, from a person to a world, it is really a big brain, there are indeed many inexplicable existences in the world, but in his eyes from time to time to chant those two words.

North wind.

Although these two words are not familiar, he speaks with emotion.

From his mouth, Li Shuishan roughly understood the geographical division of mortal dust, ten years ago there were seven continents, and then the sea flooded, flooding four, the rest is Sanqingzhou, Yilongzhou, Hanlinger Prefecture, this place belongs to Sanqingzhou, as early as before, there was still a saying that the old capital was said, but then the continent was submerged, and the new capital was in the center of Hanlinger State, and there were many people in this state.

However, there are very few cities, and the existence of the capital has increased the prestige of this place, and no one dares to make trouble in Hanlinger Prefecture.

And Yilong Prefecture is full of sects and countries, whether it is the lost path of the cultivator or the Heavenly Master of the Dragon Qi are all measuring the trajectory of the Heavenly Dao, but each time they fail, and the failure after failure has caused them to lose four states, so they would rather believe that they will not easily wander elsewhere.

There are very few countries in Sanqingzhou, but there are many reclusive people, all of whom are fighting for the last ascension to heaven.

The passion of the storyteller, with a wave of inkjet and a wave of his arm, the listeners below are also very happy, eager to observe it in reality, but no matter how much the storyteller talks,1 it will not involve something in the depths, tell some simple truths, and then lower the voice, causing everyone to reflect. Does this question of reflection violate the way of heaven? Are there many people who are reincarnated and confused here?

"If you want to say that this heavenly reincarnation must be the bearer of you, you know that people have a soul and a body, and when the physical body is not so important, spiritual detachment becomes extremely important. What you can't see or touch, you can't see or touch, and it will slowly emerge in front of your eyes and disappear. Because it won't give you a lot of opportunities, maybe it's just a little bit of a trick. This moment of realization is the key to enlightenment. I asked the three-way heavenly master of the Qing Shui Kingdom who had been seated, and he could be called for the rest of his life

For legends. Overcoming thorns and thorns, killing thousands of people, and achieving enlightenment with the help of heavenly fortune, but one step behind. ”

"What step?"

This step is called fate, and with the help of the heavenly fortune, he used the last heaven to the daughter of the king and the general, named Qing Luo'er. He lingered, his life was like a firework about to be extinguished, failing after silence, and there was no hope after failure. When he was dying, he calculated the future of Shimizu Country, but the result was empty. This is the consciousness of the Heavenly Dao. The Heavenly Dao made the Qingshui Kingdom perish, making it a legend for a generation. ”

"Why?" someone asked.

"Because the fate of the enlightenment of the Three-Way Heavenly Master was given to Qing Luo'er, let him pursue the way of heaven for himself, go to the place he wanted to go, and he fell into reincarnation again. I have asked many Taoists, but they can't calculate the cause of Qing Luo'er's life, and I heard them say that every time they reach the most critical moment, they will be affected by an inexplicable force and suddenly disconnected. Those fortune tellers who want to see the truth will shorten their lives by more than ten years, and this matter stopped under the last eighty-year-old Taoist, who bowed his head and died.

So even if someone asks me what the cause is, I can't say, I just know that it's unguessable. Now, the Qingshui Kingdom has been destroyed by the Han Tuo Kingdom, the king died in battle, I don't know where Qing Luo'er went, it is possible that she died with her father, it is possible to find a quiet place, spend her life alone, or it is possible to worship under someone's door and go to the Tao.

These things have come to an end since then, and the legend of the Qingshui Kingdom has been famous since the existence of the Seven States, although the conquests have been calmed down again and again, and the countless countries that have been killed have retreated to their territories, and they dare not invade again, but this time it is difficult to exist in the prosperous national fortune of the Hantuo country. In the future, there will be no Qingshui country, only Hantuo country. ”

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The storyteller looked excited, and said here lightly exhaled, then took another breath and said: "The destruction of this Qingshui Kingdom is the idea of the Heavenly Dao, and it may really violate the Heavenly Dao." ”

Li Shuishan stood aside, listening quietly, and after the storyteller finished speaking, its meaning was undecided, and he seemed to be a little intoxicated by it, what this person said was very reasonable.

The crowd dispersed, leaving the storyteller alone packing up his things, and saw the figure of a young man, slowly

Raised to reveal that his eyes saw his face from his legs, and he was surprised, "Although I am only a storyteller, I have also browsed a lot of ancient books, including calculating the stars, reading fingerprints to interpret dreams, and fortune-telling to see the future." ”

"I took a look at you today, and I had the urge to tell you fortunes, but I had some heart palpitations, and I was afraid that I would miscalculate you. ”

Li Shuishan said: "You might as well, you can count it." ”

The storyteller sat on the bench, and Li Shuishan sat across from him.

"First of all, look at your face, your forehead is smooth and convex, and there is wisdom, but the wisdom is uneven, and it seems that you can't find the truth in it, and you are in a state of confusion. But the bridge of the nose is high, the fortune is extraordinary, but the size of the luck is different, saying that you can carry it, but not like it, saying that you are not lucky, but this great luck soars to the sky, I have never seen a better person than this. ”

"I can't see it in other aspects, you are a little confused, every time I finish the book, I will change places, starting from seven states to more than a hundred countries, and each country will stay for a little time, until the destined person arrives, and count my life. There's no one like you, it's horrible!"

Li Shuishan got up and said, "Thank you for the fortune telling, you are right." ”

The storyteller's eyes widened and he said, "Why do you say that? You know I'm right? Could it be that you're also a fortune teller?"

Li Shuishan said: "No. But I can see your life. ”

"What's the life?"

"In the name of wandering, but you will have a great calamity in a year, and if you don't die, you must have the opportunity to cultivate. ”

The storyteller sighed, "You're right, there is indeed a master who told me this, let me be more careful with the people around me, but I travel all over the world, and maybe one day I will die on the road." No matter how careful I am, I can't help it, if fate is like this, what should come will still come. ”

Li Shuishan said: "That's not the case, it's just that, let me remind you more, when you travel next year, don't look for the Heavenly Master to tell your fortune, this person will ask for your Dao fate." Once you lose your path, the road will be bumpy, and you will die in a few days. There is a god in you who guards you, if you believe it, you will believe it, if you don't believe it, you will give up. ”

"I believe it, I believe it. The storyteller continued.