Chapter 8: The Grave Mountain

"Hmph!" I thought that as soon as I used this air control technique, I would naturally let it go, you must know how many people who came to provoke thorns before, they were all coaxed by their own hands!

Today, I finally met a thorn in the head. Pen | fun | pavilion www. biquge。 The info fortune teller pointed to the bamboo tube in front of the table with some anger and said: "The way of heaven is the bamboo tube in this hand, and all living beings are bamboo sticks." If the bamboo stick is broken, it means death, but whether he dies or not, he is still in this bamboo tube. Naturally, it didn't hinder the way of heaven!"

"I see, I see, as long as it's still in this bamboo tube. No matter how the bamboo sticks are tossed, as long as they don't jump out of the bamboo tube, they won't be disturbed by the Heavenly Dao?" Qin Feng heard the old man's words, and suddenly felt a sense of openness.

"Oh?" The fortune teller was a little surprised by Qin Feng's understanding, thinking that it took him a lot of time to suddenly have an epiphany when he understood this truth. "Good, good, good. I didn't expect you to have such a comprehension as a martial artist. The fortune teller was even faintly jealous, and he didn't have the heart to make a few small bucks. Seeing that he couldn't coax this person, he picked up the teacup on the table and drank it and politely signaled Qin Feng to leave: "Since you are so smart, if there is a calamity in your life, you can resolve it by yourself, so naturally you don't need to sell that bit of metaphysics to the old man." ”

"Don't worry, sir, I'll let me ask next. Qin Feng suddenly asked solemnly: "I Guan Sir just levitated that life sign technique is not like a charlatan trick, can you tell me how this is done? ”

Burst.

The tea in the swallowed mouth did not spurt steadily. The fortune teller looked at Qin Feng in astonishment, but he didn't expect that this face still had some knowledge, so he waved his hand and shook his head again and again: "Please go back." ”

Syllable!

Seeing that he didn't speak, Qin Feng generously took out a piece of silver and knocked it on the table: "Mr. doesn't know me, but I know Sir." Mr. has been a fortune teller here for ten years, and I have heard some rumors about you, but it is not a god operator. It's just some kind of trick and trick. I don't have any different intentions, but I'm just a little curious about Mr.'s methods, can you tell me about the secrets of Mr.'s path? Whether it is beneficial or not, I will give this piece of money to my husband, and I will never tell a third person. After speaking, Qin Feng also demonstratively pressed a dented palm mark on the table with his bare hands with his internal force, and its meaning was self-evident.

Without his previous expression, the fortune teller looked at Qin Feng in fear, then looked at the silver on the table and swallowed his tongue: "......" After all, Qin Feng's handwriting is not small, this piece of silver is enough for an ordinary family's expenses for more than a year, and the fortune teller still took the silver after a little hesitation.

"That's it. I'll tell you, it's not a secret anyway. The fortune teller said with some self-deprecation: "When I was young, I was taken captive by a fairy-like man, and I was asked to take care of his food and daily life. That person can take things from the air, and unleash terrifying lightning and other spells out of thin air. I once thought I had met immortals, but later I learned that they were cultivators......"

"Wait, what is a cultivator?" Qin Feng grasped the key and interrupted the fortune teller to ask.

"Cultivator ......" The fortune teller showed a look of yearning and explained carefully to Qin Feng.

Listen attentively, Qin Feng seems to understand whether he understands or not, in short, he can understand it as an existence that is more than a thousand times stronger than a martial artist.

The more the fortune teller talked, the more he got into the play, and finally shook his head and lamented: "Later, I served the cultivator for more than a few years, and begged him to take me as an apprentice several times, but no matter how I begged, he refused, saying that the cultivation of truth needs a lot of heavenly and earthly treasures to support, and he can't take care of me just by his own practice." So I could only take any opportunity to steal from him while serving him, but unfortunately before I could learn the skill, the cultivator suddenly wanted to travel far away and drove me away. ”

Speaking of this, the fortune teller's expression was very sad: "I hate that person who didn't want to teach me the cultivation method before leaving, and I took care of his diet and daily life so dedicatedly." By the time I returned to my hometown, I was already a human being, and it was difficult for me to make a living because I was nearly 30 years old and had no skills. Fortunately, in those years, I barely found the doorway to get things through the air, and now I rely on this trick to make a living. ”

is really speechless, just by this means of taking things from the air, you can go to the palace of the prince and nobles to seek wealth and nobility, so why be a fortune teller.

The rabbit died and the fox was sad, and Qin Feng also agreed with resentment: "This cultivator is so ruthless!" is really like those first-class masters on the rivers and lakes, the exercises are never passed on lightly, and even many people die of old age without a single apprentice who allows his divine skills to disappear.

Now it finally dawned on him, it turned out that Jia Qing was not an immortal in the world. According to the words of this fortune teller, it is just that he can borrow the power of heaven and earth to exert all kinds of power that cannot be done by human beings and increase longevity. After all, it is not like the gods in Buddhism and Taoist legends, who achieve the Great Dao and control the heavens and the earth.

However, this information is sufficient.

"Thank you. Qin Feng bowed his hand to the fortune teller and said: "After listening to Mr. Xi's words, I really benefited a lot. Sir, please rest assured, I will never tell anyone about this, let alone cut off my husband's livelihood. ”

If you have not seen the light, you can endure the darkness. "Alas......" sighed, the fortune teller held the silver tightly, and looked at Qin Feng's back as he walked away, but there was an indescribable taste in his heart.

......

It's another whole day! Day and night, Qin Feng changed several monitoring points, still staring at the mansion of Ling Yi, the leader of the gang, but there were no suspicious people going out, but the people who came and went were very frequent.

Suddenly walking out of a person, Qin Feng couldn't help but high-five and cheer in the dark: "Great." "It was an undercover agent planted by the Black Jiao Gang before, and he followed and chased after him decisively.

......

It was already early in the morning, and as usual, Qin Feng returned to wait.

Pound.

The window door opened without wind, and the black shadow flashed, it was Jia Qing who came again.

Qin Feng immediately stood up and said, "Dao Chief......"

Jia Qing waved his hand to signal that Qin Feng didn't have to be so restrained. Originally, such an important matter should be investigated in person, but he was just obsessed with cultivation, but he really didn't understand the routine of three religions and nine streams. And this gang is obviously doing things for a Xiuzhen family, and they are afraid of startling the snake. The general reason is that Jia Qing still doesn't dare to expose it after all, otherwise he will arouse the vigilance of the Xiuzhen family, let alone get a piece of the pie, I am afraid that his life will be difficult to protect, which is why he has to use this mortal in one more move.

I couldn't help but ask, "What did you find out again?"

Obtained from undercover intelligence. Qin Feng truthfully said: "The cadres will act at noon tomorrow." I have inquired clearly, the reason why the leader of the gang was able to invite the young master was because of a piece of jade, and the jade was obtained from a village ruffian, and was found from a tomb. Tomorrow at noon, they will go to find out. ”

"Jade, tomb?" Jia Qing muttered, and couldn't help but rejoice in his heart. It's amazing how these two words come together. Maybe there is a mausoleum for cultivators, maybe there is something good, and there are mortals who have entered it, so it is certain that there must be no danger.

"You must not miss this good opportunity!" Jia Qing thought to himself, looking up at Qin Feng, "Tomorrow you go with me, if there is really something I want, I will definitely not treat you badly." ”

Ci Mei and his eyes showed a cruel color, and Jia Qingsen said: "We only need to follow them secretly, and as long as we find the target, I will kill them all." Take advantage of the fisherman. He looked at Qin Feng proudly: "If you find what the old man is looking for, you will definitely be indispensable at that time! I can see that you are very envious of my immortal means, so I will give you a word of truth, and it will not be a big deal to teach you some after the deed!"

The sense of mystery was removed, and Qin Feng was no longer so in awe. just pretended to be ecstatic and said, "I understand." "There is no turning back, and there will be no turning back. Qin Feng also guessed at this time that the backers of the Qiangang were definitely not just first-class masters, and Jia Qing was also more likely to lose his words. But Qin Feng couldn't resist this temptation, and made a desperate bet like a gambler.

Appreciating Qin Feng's reaction. The vanity in his heart was satisfied, Jia Qing habitually stroked his beard and nodded: "Okay! Don't worry, I won't let you suffer in the next life at that time." ”

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At noon on the second day, more than 30 people poured out of Ling Yi's mansion, and even Ling Yi himself was among them, and the rest were all elites of the Qiangang, which showed that he attached great importance to it. Qin Feng stood in the distance and looked: "They set off." "It's just strange that the mysterious master wasn't among them.

"Well, be careful. We follow them far away from their sight. Jia Qing was also extremely cautious, and followed Qin Feng far away from the team's sight.

This time he was on the same road with Jia Qing, and learned the true face of the so-called cultivator from the fortune teller, Qin Feng did not be as restrained as last time, and asked the Qingdao chief about the cultivation of the truth in a roundabout way, and wanted to use the information obtained from the fortune teller yesterday to knock on the side to respond to the truth.

It's just that Jia Qing didn't talk about him, so he kept his mouth shut.

"It's here. After riding a horse for more than three hours, Qin Feng and the others stopped, and a lonely mountain appeared in front of them.

It's hard to imagine anyone building a tomb in such a place. "There's something strange about this hill. Although Qin Feng didn't understand feng shui, he always felt that this mountain looked inexplicably wrong.

Trees, are trees. There are no flowers or plants on the top of the mountain at an altitude of 1,000 meters, only trees and forests are covered with shade.

Don't even bother to explain. Jia Qing seemed to have his own judgment, and he just pouted at Qin Feng's suspicions: "Just go and see." Let's hurry, those people should have gone up. With a hurry, he took the lead towards the top of the mountain.

There are also many villages scattered throughout the foothills. The mountain is overgrown with tall trees, and the higher you go, the thicker the trees become. On the top of the mountain, there are grave mounds, each of which leans against a large tree. There is a huge mound without an inscription in Zhongzheng. And the big tree it leans on is even more huge, as if it is made up of more than a dozen trees put together, inexplicably looking weird and hideous.