Chapter 216: Fortune telling

The Bodhi Tree was able to evolve for the second time, and the fertile land doubled to more than 40 zhang, and the power of the barrier was even stronger.

Ying'er had to re-plan the location of various buildings, with the linden tree as the center, and gradually formed a large-scale town.

Ying'er named it Qiancheng, which means the city of a thousand snows.

Qian Xue just smiled when she found out, she rarely bothered about those idle things recently, and she had been consolidating her cultivation all these years.

Since cultivating to the third level of forgetting words to nourish her weakness, she seems to have reached the peak of her practice, and her body has escaped into nothingness, and it seems that no magic can hurt her in the slightest.

She vaguely felt that this should not be the peak, but the exercises that her senior sister gave her were only introduced here, and if she wanted to go further in the future, she could only rely on herself.

Fantasy is useless, she walks in the space, and appreciates the city created by Ying'er.

Suddenly, an inconspicuous shop fell into her eyes: the shop was not big or small, and the furnishings were very simple, not much different from the stalls in the market.

Strangely, there was a long queue at the shop early in the morning, one by one, staring intently at the shop, as if waiting for an important person to appear.

Qianxue was idle, and asked a person next to her: "May I ask Daoyou, why is there a long queue here?"

The man glanced at Qianxue and saw that she was a big beauty, so he smiled and said: "Daoyou don't know, this shop is opened by Xu Banxian, she is a good fortune teller, and the people in line are all coming to her." ”

"Then why don't you pick a time when there are fewer people?" Qianxue was puzzled.

"Hey, you don't know! Xu Banxian only counts three trigrams a day, and he usually queues up several days in advance. Some Taoist friends even queued up for a whole month in order to ask for a hexagram. ”

Qian Xue looked at the number of people in front of him and said with a smile: "Are you going to line up here for half a year?"

The man smiled: "According to what Xu Banxian said, what is an auspicious day today, it can be counted from early morning to evening!"

Qianxue nodded clearly, and silently lined up behind the man, she wanted to see the power of this half-immortal.

The man saw that Qianxue also intended to tell the hexagram, and said with a smile: "In the next surname, I don't know what to call you?"

Qianxue said: "My surname is Qian." ”

"Thousand friends. "The monk surnamed Guan bowed his hand.

"Guan Daoyou. "Qianxue is still reciprocating.

"Is it the first time for a thousand Daoyou? Well, Daoyou's surname is Qian, and does it have anything to do with the city lord?"

Qianxue smiled: "Could it be that the surname Qian must have a relationship with the city lord?"

"Hehe, Qiandaoyou is right, it is rare and strange in the next. ”

The two chatted without saying a word, and soon it was the turn of the monk surnamed Guan, who hurriedly walked into the shop, and went to the chair specially prepared for the monk to seek hexagrams, and looked at the famous Xu Banxian with a nervous expression.

There was a formation in front of the store to cut off the sound transmission, and she couldn't hear what the monk surnamed Guan asked, but after listening to Xu Banxian's words, the person's face was mixed, and he looked worried.

When he walked out of the shop, he forgot to say hello to Qianxue and left in a hurry.

Of course, Qianxue didn't care about his affairs, Shi Shiran walked into the store, and heard a crisp voice coming: "What is the surname of Daoyou, and what is the prediction?"

"My name is Qianxue, and I'm looking for a trace of a person. Qianxue replied truthfully.

Xu Qiao looked at Qianxue's face, and after only looking at it for a moment, he was surprised: "You, you are the devil!"

Qianxue's heart moved: "You were in Xiaoxian Town back then?"

Xu Qiao said: "Yes, my grandfather and I were in Xiaoxian Town back then. ”

Qianxue said: "Then you should know that I was wronged." ”

Xu Qiao sighed, her grandfather was deceived by Qingyang Zhenren, so he died in Xiaoxian Town. However, over the years, as her divination cultivation has become more and more exquisite, she faintly feels that the reason why her grandfather has fallen is most likely due to doing too many things that hurt nature and reason, and he was counterattacked.

She didn't want to mention anything about that year, and asked, "Who are you looking for?"

"Looking for my senior sister. Qianxue said.

Xu Qiao said: "Daoist friends can have objects that senior sisters often wear, and I can calculate a hexagram for Daoists." ”

Qian Xue thought for a while, untied the ancient sword at her waist, put it on the round wooden table in front of her, and said, "This sword is the sword that my senior sister used to wear back then, and now that many years have passed, I don't know if I can still make a hexagram?"

Xu Qiao said with a smile: "As long as the spirit weapon is worn by the monk for more than a year, the inside of the spirit weapon will leave a mark, and it will not be dissipated without hundreds of years of effort." ”

She took the ancient sword in her hand, observed it carefully, and after a quarter of an hour, her expression was ugly and said, "Didn't Daoyou come to me to have fun?"

"What do you mean?"

"There is no breath left on this sword at all, and you still lie to me that your senior sister has been wearing it for more than a year?"

Qianxue was extremely puzzled, and said to Gu Jian in her heart: "Senior sister, doesn't she always carry you with her?"

"Big fool! Even if your senior sister didn't bring me with you, but you did, right? How could you not have the slightest breath? ”

Qian Xue thought about it, she had never dismantled the ancient sword in all these years, so she said: "Daoyou's words are wrong, how can the ancient sword not have the slightest breath when it is taken off from my body?"

Xu Qiao was stunned when she heard it, yes, she saw it with her own eyes, even if she hadn't worn it for more than a year, it happened in front of her eyes, and it was impossible for her breath to dissipate so quickly!

She hurriedly picked up the ancient sword again and observed it carefully, her divine sense perceiving every corner of the ancient sword, and did not let go of any subtleties.

And yet nothing was found!

She looked at Qianxue's face again, and at a cursory glance it was a beautiful face, but when she looked closely, she only felt vague and chaotic.

She was surprised and surprised in her heart, it was the first time she had encountered such a rare physiognomy, and the Five Elements Physiognomy she had learned had no effect on this woman at all, and she couldn't help but look stunned.

Qianxue understood a little, and said helplessly: "If Daoist friends can't be calculated, then I will say goodbye." ”

Xu Qiao hurriedly said: "Why don't you wait here for a while, wait for me to find some hexagram books to read, maybe I can find a way." ”

Qianxue stood up and sat down again, she was not in a hurry anyway, and said with a smile: "Okay, Daoist friends just go and consult the classics." ”

Xu Qiao said slightly apologetically: "Thank you for your understanding." ”

She got up and came to the door of the shop and announced loudly: "Fellow Daoists, this is the end of today's fortune telling, please come back that day." ”

As she spoke, she closed the shop, cut off everyone's sight, and walked into the study in the backyard, looking through the jade slips left to her by her grandfather and the various classics she had collected over the years, trying to find a face in the same condition as Qianxue.

Because she searched very carefully and carefully, it took nearly three days for her to see a record in a dilapidated book, saying that there may be some masters in the world who are outside the five elements, and the traces of those people cannot be speculated purely by physiognomy, but also with the help of another heavenly and earthly treasure to have a trace of possible inference.