Chapter Seventy-Three: The Old Man of a Thousand Machines
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"It's so spectacular!" Jiang Ruoxue sat on the horse and said in shock, although she was rushing overnight, she was not tired at all, but was full of energy, this was because Qin An gave her a pill.
"Qin An, let's go in quickly, I want to buy some souvenirs. "The nature of a woman when shopping, even Jiang Ruoxue is no exception.
"Well, you'll have to buy less this time, or I won't be able to fit it all in my space. In fact, even if Jiang Ruoxue buys more things, Qin An's space can fit in, and the reason why he talks like this is that he really doesn't want to follow Jiang Ruoxue for a day.
Jiang Ruoxue was a little embarrassed when she heard this, she had bought too many things before, which caused Qin An, a high-ranking immortal cultivator, to be a gentleman on the beam twice, and she was a little reluctant, "Well, I will control myself this time." ”
Qin An's face relaxed a lot after hearing this.
Walking on the street, Jiang Ruoxue did restrain a lot, and didn't buy many things, it's not that she didn't want to buy them, but she bought too many things in Dingbo City before, she had most of the things here, and she was really not interested in buying these things she already had.
They walked and walked to the side of the national temple, which is not just a small temple, but a large temple covering an area of dozens of hectares, and the temple wall alone is more than ten meters high, which is very magnificent.
After Qin An walked here, he suddenly stood down, quietly looked at the people coming and going here, and found that they were all devout believers, these believers had different levels of cultivation, the high ones had acquired cultivation, and the low ones had no internal strength, but they had one thing in common, that is, they all had satisfied smiles on their faces, and they looked very happy.
Looking at the smiling faces of these people, Qin An thought silently in his heart: "If only I could have these believers, so that I can have a steady stream of faith power." ”
The faith that Qin An has absorbed from money now is barely enough, and there is still some left that spreads around him, allowing his aura to enter the fog when he cultivates, but as his cultivation grows, the power of faith provided by these money will gradually not be able to be used for his normal cultivation, which is not something that can be made up by quantity, so now Qin An is thinking about subduing this secret realm.
You must know that the people inside are different from the people outside, they are all pure believers, and they can provide a lot of faith power, if they can be subdued, Qin An will not worry about faith in the future.
In fact, it is impossible for others to subdue this secret realm, after all, this secret realm is so big, the Buddha beads are endless, who knows which Buddha beads this secret realm is pinned on, but Qin An is better, he still has a void ring on his hand, and the ring is entrusted with a void realm, if Qin An wears this ring and approaches this Buddha bead, then he will have a sense.
In his mind, this Buddha bead must not be ordinary, and it may be more hidden in the capital, so he will come here.
"Let's go in and have a look. Jiang Ruoxue looked at Qin An standing here for a long time and suggested.
"It's fine. After Qin An finished speaking, he strode in, while Jiang Ruoxue walked beside him.
After entering this temple, Qin An found that the environment here was very quiet, although people came and went, but no one spoke, the atmosphere was very peaceful, he stood in place again, felt this atmosphere, but found that there was something here that affected people's hearts, making them involuntarily relax.
"This must also be the effect of the Buddha lamp, it seems that the Buddha lamp here is already a magic weapon, and it is also helpful to me. ”
Qin An really felt the power of this magic weapon, and it could make him feel a kind of peace unconsciously, this magic weapon must be precious, but Qin An didn't expect these things now, he knew that the protective power here must be very strong, and it was not something he could provoke at all.
"Donor, do you want to sign?" A voice interrupted Qin An's thoughts, he glanced here, and found that he had unknowingly walked to this fortune-telling place.
"Let's have one. "Qin An has never counted hexagrams since he was a child, and now that he happened to meet, he was also interested and wanted to ask for a sign.
Jiang Ruoxue also saw this monk, although she couldn't understand what the monk was saying, she knew that it was a fortune teller, and said in Qin An's ear: "Can you also let me draw a lot." ”
Qin An smiled and said to the monk: "Let's draw two lots, let my friend also draw one lot." ”
"But how do you calculate the money? ”
The monk said leisurely: "It depends on your will, you can give as much as you want." ”
"Okay, then let's sign twice. Qin An smiled heartily and looked at Jiang Ruoxue and motioned to her to let her come first.
Jiang Ruoxue walked up reverently, stretched out her fingers and gently pinched out an ivory pick from it, she looked at it, but found that she didn't know the words on it, and after sticking out her tongue, she put the stick in the old monk's hand.
The old monk picked up the stick, looked at the four sentences in front of him, and said with a slight smile: "Girl, you are blessed, you have met the noble person in your life in the past few days, you will be entangled in this life, with the help of this person, you will be soaring in the future, straight to nine days." ”
Qin An translated this sentence to Jiang Ruoxue, Jiang Ruoxue glanced at it with a blushing face, she thought that she had been with Qin An for the past few days, so it was self-evident who her noble person was, and her face was blushing because she heard that sentence that would haunt her for a lifetime.
Then the monk looked at the last four sentences, but his face changed, and he stopped talking, and finally sighed and didn't say anything.
"Old man, what do you have to say?" Qin An noticed the change in the old monk's face and asked curiously.
"Nothing, it's your turn to smoke. The monk didn't answer Qin An's question, and urged.
Qin An looked at the old monk and didn't answer, didn't ask much, and also pinched out a stick, but this pick was not ivory, but a white bone pick.
Qin An glanced at it, but found that he didn't recognize the words on it either, and was a little surprised, but he still respectfully put this sign in the monk's hand.
The monk took Qin An's sign and began to crack it, but this time he seemed to be in trouble, frowning for a while, and smiling on his cheeks for a while, which was very weird.
At this time, a monk from the National Temple came over, and when he saw these people, he wanted to persuade them to disperse, but after seeing the old monk who told the hexagram, he was shocked, and hurriedly ran over, bowed and said: "The master of the National Temple Discipline Hall is really determined to ask the old man for a thousand machines." ”
The old man of Qianji ignored this truth, but frowned and slowly untied the stick.
Seeing that the old man of the thousand machines ignored him, he really stood up straight and began to quietly watch the old man of the thousand machines untie the sign.
At this time, the onlookers next to him exploded.
They know that he is a legend here, he practiced martial arts in his early years, practiced until the congenital consummation, standing at the top of this world, but for some reason, he suddenly specialized in divination in his peak year, which is extraordinary, you must know that divination is broad and profound, he is so old to start practicing, how can he make a difference, everyone is waiting to see his jokes.
But the final result surprised these people, after the old man of the thousand machines learned, set the rules of the three trigrams per month, from the first time the hexagram was counted, he never missed the calculation, and won the title of the old man of the thousand machines, admired by thousands of people.
Zhending looked around, and then the people here stopped talking and quietly watched the old man of the thousand machines to tell the fortunes.
The old man's eyes lit up, and he was about to say something, but suddenly he let out a mouthful of blood with a "poof!".
"Senior, are you okay?" Qin An just listened to the conversation of these people and knew how powerful this old man was, and respected this old man.
"I'm fine. The old man waved his hand, and then he suddenly used his fingers to pinch off the stick, picked up a piece and swallowed it directly into his mouth.
Qin An was a little puzzled when he saw this scene.