Five days went by in a flash.

The next day, there were already many monks gathered in front of the mountain gate, male nuns and nuns from the south and north, and everyone seemed to be discussing something.

"Hey, queue up, it's a bit orderly, which one is next?"

The crowd immediately scrambled and shouted, "I!"

The little Taoist priest of fortune telling looked at this and that, and he didn't know who to give it to first.

"Count me!"

This voice shouted loudly and full of energy, and everyone turned back to see who it was.

I saw a young man in a black power suit with high hair and tail walking slowly, and after he sat down, a cold sword in his hand was placed horizontally on the desk.

"Count me. "Look directly at the little Taoist priest who tells fortunes.

The little Taoist priest shook his head: "Childe, you belong to the queue." ”

The boy raised an eyebrow and turned to look at the people around him.

This person's cultivation is obviously higher than the others, and when he turned around, although everyone wanted to reprimand him for being immoral, but his strength did not allow it, so he could only smile and wave his hand.

The little Taoist priest didn't say anything anymore, gave the young man a pen and a piece of paper, and said, "Please write a word." ”

The boy waved his pen, and the word 'Xiao' jumped on the paper.

The little Taoist priest picked it up and looked at it, and the handwriting was quite beautiful.

"What does Childe want to count?"

The boy replied, "Count how long I will live." ”

The little Taoist priest was surprised, most people counted their own fortune, Taoist luck, and peach blossom luck, and it was the first time they met someone who wanted to count when they would die.

After carefully observing the word, he coughed falsely, and began to play with the divination technique that he had only learned for a few days.

"Childe's words are strong and powerful, and he must be a wealthy person, who has been practicing calligraphy since he was a child.

The boy nodded, "Not bad." ”

The little Taoist priest said: "It's a pity that such a beautiful character has a fatal flaw. ”

The boy came closer and asked, "What are the shortcomings?"

"You see that the three points of water on the left should be evenly divided, equally divided into upper, middle and lower, and run through the Xiao character on the right, and the two words are well matched, but the son adheres to the left water and separates the top and bottom, which makes this word biased. ”

The boy didn't care about the words, and asked again, "When will I die?"

The corners of the little Taoist's mouth twitched, you are in a hurry to reincarnate.

"Xiao, the water is clear and deep. If I'm not mistaken, Childe should be the water spirit root, right?"

The young man nodded, and the eyes of the little Taoist priest finally changed a little.

"The water of the five elements, water and fire are incompatible, the son has a fire catastrophe in his life, and he will definitely meet a person with a fire spirit root in the future, and the encounter is a catastrophe, and whether he can live or not depends on the creation. ”

The young man pondered for a few seconds, and then asked, "There are so many people in the Fire Spirit Root, how do I know who that person is?"

The little Taoist priest smiled mysteriously: "As long as Childe remembers that people's hearts are like water and unfathomable, the answer is in your name." ”

"The answer is in the name...... the young man pondered, thanked the little Taoist priest for a long time, handed over the money and got up to leave.

When they saw him go, they scrambled with each other, and you pushed and shoved me until the next man took his seat.

In the morning, before the mountain gate opened, the fortune-telling little Taoist priest reversed a pot full of gold bowls, happily collected the stall and turned around to copy the trail back to Qingyun Sect.

Qing and Li Jiang and the head Lu Chang and his party were walking towards the mountain gate, and in a blink of an eye, they saw a person dressed as a Taoist priest sneaking into the mountain gate with a big burden.

A disciple was quick and immediately pulled him over.

"It's you, why are you dressed like this? I don't know, I think you're a fortune teller!"

You're right.

The little Taoist priest looked at a few people with a weak heart, and his eyes were fixed on Qinghe, "Senior sister." ”

This little Taoist priest is the disciple who used to deliver food to Luhuatai, called Yu Fang.

Qinghe knew why he went, waved his hand, signaled that he didn't need to be nervous, and admonished him: "It's a good thing to make a fortune, but those people outside may be your classmates in the future, and they won't look good at that time, and their money is better to make less." ”

Yu Fang smiled suddenly: "Senior sister, don't worry, when I set up a stall, they are all easy to look at, and their cultivation is low, so I can't see it." ”

Qinghe nodded: "That's good." After speaking, he walked in front of Yu Fang again, lowered his head and whispered: "How much did you earn this time?"

Yu Fang also whispered: "At least this number." With that, he stretched out five fingers.

Qinghe was surprised, and his eyes were full of relief when he saw Yu Fang: "Good job, share a little with me." ”

Yu Fang said generously: "No problem!"

Li Jiang heard their conversation, the corners of his mouth curled, and he didn't say anything.

They are chatting and laughing here, but the people down the mountain can't wait.

Seeing that the sun was rising, some people couldn't bear it anymore and began to complain: "Why hasn't anyone come out yet, this Qingyun Sect's famous sect, isn't it playing tricks on us!"

As soon as he finished speaking, someone mocked him: "Seeing that this Taoist friend has a pleasant face and a full voice, he must be stronger than us in his cultivation, it is better to step up this step and go to the gate of the mountain to observe and observe in person, it is better than complaining here!"

The man tried to refute, but looked at the stone steps in front of him, and finally shut up.

There are white marble steps from the mountain gate under the mountain, a total of 381 pieces, surrounded by enchantments and formations, anyone without permission, the slightest carelessness, will touch the formation, the light is crippled, the heavy is not guaranteed.

Nobody wants to be a bird, so they just wait.

As for how they knew so much about it, everyone pointed out, please look at the big stone tablet in front of the stage-

Write the three big characters of Qingyun Sect on it, and write it down: There is an enchantment formation inside, don't break through, if there are people who don't listen to dissuasion, they will not be responsible for death or injury.

It's a famous style, and it's really unique.

After the two pillars of incense, the vermilion gate finally opened, and a group of people walked out.

The head of the sect, Lu Chang, stood at the forefront, and on the left and right were Qing and Li Jiang, as well as several other disciples.

Lu Chang looked around at the people below, his eyes sharp.

Everyone no longer looked at each other, their backs straightened, and their eyes looked at the comer.

The atmosphere was instantly quiet.

Qinghe spared no effort to find Mo Junqian among the hundreds of people, for no other reason, his temperament was too good, he was too handsome, and he was out of place with the people around him, so it was difficult for people not to pay attention to it.

Mo Junqian obviously also noticed her gaze, and smiled at her, her eyes were clear and handsome.

Qinghe's face was as flat as water, and then he looked away.

looked around again, but I didn't find the heroine, it should be a change of appearance.

At this time, Lu Chang spoke: "Today's Qingyun Sect Weigu trial, everyone came from afar, presumably they have been preparing for a long time. Lu Mou would like to advise you first, trials are not child's play, if someone has the attitude of fishing in troubled waters and passing the test in confusion, please leave as soon as possible, so as not to lose more than you gain. ”

The aura is strong, and there is a faint terrifying coercion between the words, obviously to give everyone a dismount.

There was a crowd of people below, looking left and right, and no one talked to them for a while.

A male cultivator who was still standing in the middle of the front spoke: "Senior, don't worry, since we have come here, we want to join your sect with a sincere heart, and we will definitely go all out and will not retreat lightly." ”

One spoke, and the others agreed.

Lu Chang nodded: "In this case, please wait here for a while, I will order the apprentice to come and distribute the items needed for the trial to you, and then I will take you to Weigu." ”

Someone asked, "Senior, why do you choose another way and not enter the gate?"

Li Jiang spoke: "In order to prevent someone from taking advantage of the situation, the road leading to Weigu in the door has been blocked, and the time to go to Weigu from the shortcut road is short, so it will not delay too much." ”

Everyone understood, and Lu Chang cast an appreciative look at Li Jiang.

Of course he wouldn't say that he didn't let them enter the gate because the Qingyun Sect was poor, and the poor only had the gate to see, for fear that these free laborers would feel that they had been deceived and run out before they could participate in the trial.

After a while, Huanan and Mu Dong came out, holding a large pile of things in their hands, which were the hollow jade and brocade elixirs prepared for the monks.

Beckoning everyone to line up, Huanan began to distribute things, and Mu Dong explained on the side.

"This jade plaque is called Piercing Jade, and there is a formation on it, if someone is in danger in the trial, break it, and the formation will send you outside the Wei Valley, but at the same time, you will lose the qualification for the trial; ”

Everyone listened carefully, this is about their own lives, and they can't be sloppy at all.