Wan Zhuo went down the mountain in despair all the way, not saying a word. Bai Zhang was silent, this little boy was actually the same age as Wan Zhuo, and he was the only son of Orion under the mountain. The face is boxy, wide and generous. Many years ago, my parents went out hunting with the villagers. He's dead.

Sanyang passed by this village and saw that the child was sitting against the wind, not in a hurry or impatient, with his hands on his knees, behaving in a proper manner, not making a sound, just waiting quietly there. So the three sheep took him as a disciple.

Bai Zhang tugged at Wan Clumsy gray robe and coat, and said, "Hey, that's enough, it's time to rest after walking this way." I'm hungry anyway, would you like to have some?" Bai Zhang took out the dough in the package with one hand, and shook the package with the other.

Wan clumsy pouted, and his stomach cooed unconsciously. With a sigh, he sat down next to Bai Zhang, and said, "What do you say the old man thinks, why did he drive us away?"

You know, you can only walk further from this road to half a pillar of incense, and you will arrive at Liuxia Town, where there are many fortune tellers, I may be able to help you ask when you will become an immortal!"

Wan Zhuo was still depressed, but when he heard this, he was also interested. From Qi Cultivation, Foundation Building, Jin Dan to Yuan Ying, which cultivator doesn't want to reach that extreme. If there is really an immortal, it will be considered the end of the immortal class. After all, he is fifteen or sixteen years old, and he comes and goes quickly.

Wan Zhuo ate the bread in his hand in a few bites. wiped the bread foam on his mouth, took off the long coat on his body, and pulled Bai Zhang to run to the town.

"Hey, slow down, watch out for the road!"

Liuxia Town, surrounded by mountains and waters, beautiful mountains and rivers. When the Confucian power Fang Zuo fell here, he once wrote a poem: Leaving the rotten chapter, leaving behind the pure soul. Later, for some reason, many metaphysical fortune tellers are nostalgic for this place, saying that this place is the most balanced place where yin and yang meet, and within a hundred years, there will be strangers about these, Wan Zhuo and Bai Zhang don't know about it, Wan Zhuo is now completely bare-chested, and the gray coat is all trampled underfoot. looked nervously at the Taoist priest in front of him, shaking his head and pinching his fingers. The Taoist priest shook his head for a long time, and suddenly paused, and said in a hoarse voice: "Forget it!" said that he was about to get up and leave.

Wan Zhuo was stunned for a moment, pulled his sleeve and said, "Why can't you count it?" Didn't you give you five pieces of silver. ”

"You are hard, the money is not enough!" The Taoist priest was also direct, and asked for money. As he spoke, he closed his eyes again, and said very seriously: "A certain Xuankong Zhenjun, saying that bad money is bad money!" After speaking, he closed his eyes, took off the hairpin on his head, and began to pick the meat star in his teeth Bai Zhang watched from the side, and he was also really angry. If this is the true monarch in front of you, why bother eating and drinking in this town. It is estimated that he is a complete liar. But when he heard Wan Zhuo laughing, he leaned back and smiled backwards: "Isn't it money, I'll give it to you." Wan Zhuo took out all the silver taels on his body, fearing that there would be a hundred or ten taels, and threw them on the broken table of the Taoist priest with a lame leg. He put together the clothes on his shoulders and said proudly: "You help me calculate, can I be ranked in the immortal class!"

The people who heard it next to him just laughed and shook their sleeves and left. This Taoist priest really counted it with a serious face. But the hairpin was pulled out, the hair was scattered, and the beard was unkempt. Counted enough incense sticks for a long time. The Taoist priest opened his eyes violently and said, "I'm thirsty, I'm afraid it's not good, you go get some wine, I have money." The Taoist priest casually threw a few pieces of broken silver on the table and threw them to Wan Zhuo. After Wan Zhuo promised to say "yes", he pulled his leg and went to get wine.

Bai Zhang's lips moved twice, and he really had nothing to say. I had no choice but to sit down and meditate. Suddenly, I remembered the words of Sanyang before going down the mountain. opened his mouth and said to the old man: "I don't care where you are the true king, just cheat some money for food and wine, don't make a deep misunderstanding, see if I don't make a mess of you!"

"Snort!" Xuankong said, "A certain Xuankong is a person who has broken through the void, what's wrong with collecting some silver." However, a certain Xuankong family sees that you are only three or four layers of Qi training, and you have a sense of stability, and in the future, maybe your brother's catastrophe will be a disaster, and you can help one or two. ”

"Here comes the wine"

Bai Zhang wanted to say something, but when he heard Wan Zhuo coming, he glared at the old Taoist priest fiercely and stopped talking. Xuankong touched his beard and said, "Hehe, the little Taoist friend really has a heart." ”

Xuankong took the wine gourd and poured it vigorously twice, burped, and said, "Little Daoyou, a certain Xuankong True Monarch has calculated it for you." You don't know if you're in the immortal class, but it's not impossible to become a great monk. It's just"

Wan Zhuo was overjoyed when he heard the front, but he annoyed the appetite of the Xuankong hanger. He said, "Just what, you just say it!"

"Nine calamities and ten calamities. ”

When Wan Zhuo heard this, his brows furrowed. Bai Zhang opened his mouth and said, "Old Dao, you can tell me about the calamities. Xuankong smacked another sip of wine and said: "This first calamity, the beginning of love, this first difficulty, the pain of refining corpses, this second calamity, being kind to others"

When Wan Zhuo heard this, he laughed again, swung his hands up, stretched out his hands from the big cuffs, and said, "There is no need to say the rest." Since you can become a great cultivator, you can naturally rank in the immortal class, and since you can rank in the immortal class, you are afraid of any catastrophe!"

"Hehe, a certain Xuankong likes your character. However, this first calamity is about to come, and a certain Xuankong True Monarch will see your performance. After Lao Dao finished speaking, he turned around and walked two steps, and then turned around and called Bai Zhang: "That square-faced boy, you put this away." ”

As soon as Bai Zhang stretched out his hand, a small note appeared in his hand. In the middle of the note, there are four big characters written at the top of the note - nine tribulations and ten calamities, and the next convenience is all one by one calamity. Bai Zhang just glanced at it, looked directly at Xuankong and said, "Old Dao, don't you underestimate us, don't say whether these things are true or false." Even if it's true, how can immortal cultivators be afraid of this!"

Xuankong looked at the sky, where a white cloud was wandering unscrupulously.

"Well, that's right. ”

Wan Zhuo and Bai Zhang stood and watched the old road go farther and farther, and then looked at the hands in their hands, there were only four big characters left of those calamities on the note - there will be a period of this fortune calculation in the future, Wan Zhuo also wanted to find another one for Bai Zhang to calculate, not a fairy road, and ask about marriage. Bai Zhang hit him hard. Penniless, unable to catch up. At this time, although it is the turn of spring and summer, the sky will be dark, and the people who refine qi will not be able to build a foundation, and they will be cold and hungry, and they will not be able to clear the valley. Therefore, the top priority is naturally to go to coolies. Fortunately, Liu Xiazhen has developed commerce and trade, and the two of them are disciples of cultivating immortals and practicing qi. Carrying some bread of grain, doing coolies, I finally settled in a cheap hotel. However, the beginning of the story is not in the early morning, but often blooms in the dark night.