"What do you want to say?"

"Hehe..."

The god stick smirked.

"I want to tell you, he's the best example of this..."

As he spoke, he held up a finger and pointed to the distance of the mountain behind him.

"A few days ago, I had the fate to meet him in Yueyang City. You know, Lao Tao I have always been compassionate, and I have walked the rivers and lakes for decades with a heart of universal sentient beings, and there has been no change. So, by the way, I also gave him a free hexagram. His hexagram is the same as yours, and it is also a hexagram with a bloody disaster. That's why, Lao Dao, I am a good person to the end, and when I send the Buddha to the west, I plan to kindly sell him an ancestral talisman to ward off disasters. The price is not high, isn't it only ten taels of silver..."

"Heh..."

Speaking of this, the god stick turned smugly and disdainful, and laughed again.

"How do you know that kid is now virtuous with you!"

"I thought that I was one of those charlatans, just to deceive him of a few taels of silver, I was not willing to buy this talisman. You don't think you're asking for trouble? You know what happened next. As a result, the next day he was beaten into a bloody man, and he almost lost his life..."

"Say, is this self-inflicted iniquity that cannot be lived?"

After a pause, the god stick looked at Xia Yuan's eyes with deep meaning, and then said: "So, I still advise you, old man, to weigh your own little life." Your blood-light plague is much thicker than your little nephew. If you don't get it right, you'll have to be broken in less than a year and a half..."

“......”

Squinting and frowning.

The more Xia Yuan listened to this, the more frightened he became.

He is different from Xia Xun. Xia Xun couldn't see through this old way because he couldn't reach that way by cultivating. And Xia Yuan is a person who can reach the Tao. But even he can't see through the depth of this person, so there must be a demon in this matter!

Therefore, no matter who the god stick in front of him is, he is a master. If it was really as he said, it was calculated in advance, and Xia Xun would have the bloody disaster of that catastrophe. That method, even if it is said to be an immortal calculation of an unknown prophet, it will not be exaggerated at all. Even the village chief in the village, who is higher than the sky, is actually only so accomplished in calculating.

Some of them are weak-hearted...

At this strange time, such a strange god appeared and said such horrific words. Xia Yuan really didn't know the bottom of his heart. He loosened his clenched left hand, slowly reached into his arms, took out a crumpled ticket, and carefully handed it to the stick.

"Give. ”

"Ouch!"

Seeing the silver ticket handed over, the magic stick that had an unfathomable appearance before suddenly burst into laughter. The tongue licked his lips, stretched out, and without a trace, he took the silver ticket and gave a thumbs up. smiled happily: "Tsk, it's still this strong man who is generous." Five hundred taels of silver, this is said to be given, generous!

"I didn't bring any broken silver. Xia Yuan said lightly.

"Uh..."

The god stick paused slightly, his eyes rolled slowly, as if he was afraid that Xia Yuan would get the silver ticket back, so he stuffed the silver ticket into his Taoist robe, pretending to be extremely embarrassed, and said, "Tsk~ Poor Dao didn't bring any silver when he went out today." It's not going to be easy..."

suddenly

The face of the god stick suddenly straightened!

"Why don't you have this number left, the next time we meet, Lao Dao will make up for you? Don't worry, strong man! Lao Dao, I have been walking the rivers and lakes for decades, and I have never done those things of stealing and abducting. If you don't believe in the strong man, you can go to the nearby ten miles and eight towns to inquire, how can I, the first immortal of Penglai, ever deceive people? So, please rest assured, I only owe this money!"

“......”

Xia Yuan had nothing to say about this magic stick.

For a few moments, he really wondered if he was hallucinating, or if he was looking at the wrong person. How can there be a master cultivator in this world, who is so virtuous? How can there be such a shameless person? There is no one in a radius of thousands of miles, where can I go to inquire about it? Isn't this obviously a trick?

Of course, among this shameless master, Xia Yuan himself must not be included.

Xia Yuan pursed his lips angrily, and said coldly: "Say, how to solve it?"

"Hehe..."

Putting away the silver ticket, he patted his chest firmly, and laughed.

The god stick once again pretended to be a high-spirited posture, and with two fingers wiping the small beard at the corners of his mouth, he smiled.

"That's a good thing to say... This calamity. It's easy to say it's easy to understand, it's hard to say it's difficult, it depends on whether you have the courage to do it. ”

"I want to hear about it. Xia Yuan said.

"Well..."

The god stick nodded deeply, and his free hand stretched out three fingers.

"This man has three calamities, six calamities and nine calamities, and blood comes first. Therefore, if we want to solve this calamity, we must pay attention to a first word. As long as you repay this blood debt before the calamity comes, the calamity will naturally disappear. Do you know that?"

Xia Yuan was not stupid, he seemed to hear some clues from his words, and his face gradually became cold: "How can I pay it back?"

"Oh... It's simple, blood debt is, of course, blood repayment. ”

Hiss...

As he spoke, the god stick slowly reached out and took out a black three-inch short knife from his belt. As the short knife was taken out, Xia Yuan's fist tightened to the extreme, trembling slightly. And behind him, the huge red statue that was dozens of feet tall also appeared in the air little by little.

The wild grass crushed to the ground continued to crumble and the wind flew.

The fighting spirit is cold, and it can burst out instantly at any time!

Obviously, Xia Yuan is very nervous now...

"Eh, don't be nervous..."

However, the look of this god stick is very calm, which is very scary.

He didn't pay attention to Xia Yuan's crazy murderous aura at all. The short knife shook hands, lifted a foot, and then said seriously: "Your blood light source is cursed by heaven, so this blood debt is very heavy." If you don't put nine out of nine blood, it won't be okay at all. So, I even brought you a guy, if you can't do it, the old way will look at the silver ticket, and help you with a loss. ”

After a pause, the god stick added seriously.

"Believe me, I'm very accurate, and I can help you solve this debt with a single stab. ”

“......”

Come on, in other words, everything is clear.

It doesn't matter if this god stick is the god or not. At least the purpose of his coming here today was to do that unfinished curse for that day! This, in fact, to put it bluntly, was to want Xia Yuan's life! Or to stab him half to death...

The wind is strong, and the fist is full of red silk like blood. Xia Yuan said coldly: "My Xia Yuan's life is not so easy to take. ”

"Tsk..."

The god stick scorned: "Who said that I want your life? I will stab you twice, as long as I stab you to waste, I should not be able to kill you." Don't worry, as long as you lie down, you will naturally not have a chance to meet the rest of the matter. If you can't, you can naturally avoid this disaster. This is the truth, also called heavenly cause and effect, I think you understand..."

In the last sentence, the god stick said it in an unusually deep and laughing voice, and anyone could feel the seriousness of his words.

After saying that, he paused and thought for a moment, as if he had weighed something in his mind.

After a long while, the god stick continued to add seriously, "It's a big deal. I'll suffer a little more, and if you don't die after the stabbing, I'll be responsible for sending you back to your hometown. I think the village chief of your family still has the ability to help you get back half of your life, and it will definitely not be abolished. However, you will not be involved in this southern matter. As long as you are crippled, I promise you that you will be able to avert the calamity. ”

"What if I refuse?" Xia Yuan asked coldly.

"Then you're really going to die. ”

“......”

Rush!

The air is soaring, and the power is overwhelming.

At this moment, while this divine stick was speaking, Xia Yuan's killing momentum had been brewed to the extreme. The phantom of the red elephant trembled sharply, and it could barely suppress the restrained violence, and dozens of feet of red light were like fire, leaping wildly. The surrounding wild grass crumbled into strips, accompanied by a strong wind, like wild bees, dancing and sweeping!

Battle, one touch away!

"Who the hell are you?"

In the end, Xia Yuan still suppressed the ** who took the lead and asked deeply.

"I said, I'm the Heavenly Machine. The god stick laughed.

"Punished?"

"It's just for you. ”

Xia Yuan looked deeply at the pitch-black short knife in the hand of the divine stick.

"Just use this?"

"You can also do it yourself..."

Call...

The moon is like a knife, and the wind is fierce.

The gods are condensed, and the breath is cold.

Xia Yuan's brows and cheeks were already tense to the limit, this was the moment when he couldn't bear it anymore.

Even though this strange Taoist in front of him is really that immortal. At this moment, Xia Yuan can't bear the oppression of fear in the gap!

Sudden binge drinking!

"Die!"

"Son..."

The tiger's mouth bursts, and the tearing sound is cracking!

The fist that had been killing for a long time, carrying like a blood-red man, suddenly broke through the wind and attacked. The red elephant behind him, with a long roar, followed by the direction of the fist, lifting his legs and running!

Iron fist out, like stepping on Kyushu!

At the time of life and death, Xia Yuan almost concentrated the strength of his whole body on the style that he was proud of all his life. The eight directions are broken, and the earth is cracked with the elephant. The target of the fist and the giant elephant is three inches below the chest of the Daoist who is four feet away!

"Rush!"

"Damn!"

"Are you sick!?"

"Son!"

"Knock knock!"

“......”

And what happened next...

It is reasonable, but it is also unexpected.

In the reasonable...

The distance between the attack and the attack was only four feet. At such a distance, the full force of the peak king's blow, no one can dodge, only the saint can break it! And this strange Taoist in front of him is likely to be the saint who can break this move. And in fact, he may well be a saint!

Because, he dodged!

But, unexpectedly...

It was the magic stick of this suspected saint, and in that fist slammed, the colossus stepped on, and time almost stood still!

Run!

"Holy!"

"Knock knock..."

"You're a thing! The old man is kind enough to help you break the disaster, and you still want to let the dog bite me!"

Yes, he turned around and ran away ...

"Whew..."

"Knock knock!"

", you wait, you'll be punished!"

"Knock knock!"

"You have a good experience with your bloodlight calamity, you ruffian who kills a thousand knives!"

The giant elephant roared.

This mysterious magic stick, he really ran, and he ran very badly.

The giant elephant ran wildly behind him, chasing. He was in front, twisting the flag and dust in one hand, and holding the trousers in the other, stumbling and fleeing in confusion. There were even several moments, and I almost fell down when I stumbled. However, even so, one person flees madly, the other is like a mad chase, and the distance between the two is always kept within three or four zhang. No more, no less, just so that the giant elephant behind can't chase it, and it can't even touch the hair.

Xia Yuan guessed well, this person is definitely not simple.

If you can have such a confident Taoist foundation, then it is absolutely impossible to be only a star and a half stronger than Xia Yuan...

But, why did he run?

"Whew..."

"Knock knock!"

"Ruffian Yuan, you're finished, I'll sue you..."

"Knock knock!"

"Even me, you dare to let a dog bite..."

"O iniquity..."

“......”

It's too late, it's too soon.

A round of scolding is not over, and it has been 100 miles long to run and chase all the way. Before and after, it is more than ten breathing times.

The coercion faded, and the wind gradually stopped.

The person and the image that had gone away had gradually disappeared. Only the angry scolding of resentment still faintly came, echoing in the empty field. There is a path that has been stepped on by elephants, and it is still smoking, recording the fact that it has just been born. and a lonely, dumbfounded man, still in the pose of punching.

Suck...

Tick...

Tick...

The wind blows the grass low and cool,

shivered, shivered, and shook a handful of sweat like a rainstorm.

For a long time...

Icy cold.

The wind dried the nine flavors.

The trembling eyelashes are hard to close and lift. After a punch, Xia Yuan, who was bluffed into a wooden man by the fleeing magic stick, regained some of his looks.

However, the endless questions that followed rushed into his thoughts.

Disorderly.

I can't figure it out, I can't figure it out, I can't rest.

What kind of sacredness is this divine stick? Where did you come from, where did you go, what did you want to do? Was it a plan, or was it a hidden saint in the game, or was it really the embodiment of the immortal? Such a strange night appeared, such a strange magic stick. What does that mean? No one can ever know...

At this moment, Xia Yuan only knows one thing...

That is, there is a existence about this divine stick, even the village chief with his hands and eyes to the sky, he never knows!

"Fuck you turtle grandson!!"

“......”

A roar, with a night of grievance and fear, vented into the sky and the stars twinkling.

He, is it really a heavenly opportunity?

Footsteps of the southbound journey, continue...

Return to the South.

Return, 30 million miles away, Yueyang City.

The thunderstorm still hasn't stopped, and the city is wet.

The wine is exhausted, the food is full, and the people are scattered.

The gate of Yueyang Palace, facing the majestic rain, quietly opened.

Two figures, one old and one young, walked out of it holding two oil-paper umbrellas. didn't look back, didn't say hello, and the two people who walked out walked into the rainy night so rudely. Then, the tattered door panel that was opened was quietly closed again.

The wind blew down the rain, and in a moment it washed away the two smooth shaft marks left by the edge of the door. It's like, this door has never been opened, and it's still full of potholes.

Night rain falls.

Carry your worries and ride the wind home.

A paper oil umbrella couldn't stop the incursion of the dancing wind and rain, and wet the green shirt. However, if you get wet, you get wet, and you have to go home anyway. It's just that this abominable wind and rain did not wash away the trivial things, but made it even heavier.

makes people's hearts more annoying.

One left and one right, two paper umbrellas.

"What do you mean by the dog baby first?" the Taoist asked softly.

"Great mantras, ecstasy. ”

"The bloodline and talent inheritance of the dancers of the Eastern Zhou Dynasty. There is no shadow and formlessness, and the thought movement instantly attacks the six senses of people, and it is impossible to prevent it. ”

As he spoke, the young man held on to the handle of the umbrella, deflected some angles along the direction of the wind, and continued: "Last night, the two Taoist leaders were on this path. And, earlier, when I went to that village, I encountered those things, and they were all in their arrangement. It's all the work of a master dancer..."

The Taoist seemed to understand: "So, the dancer's people have rebelled again?"

"No..."

The young man shook his head: "They have never betrayed the Yueyang Mansion because of what happened twelve years ago. ”

"That's a game in itself. ”

“......”