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53. Mediating good fortune

Many times, we always come with whatever we fear.

This is not something that is good and bad. But it is because when you are afraid of any situation, it is because you have already met the conditions for bad and bad things to come.

Xiaoya was worried that she still couldn't leave after saying so.

"There is no need to go out, just stay here. The Netherworld Inn hasn't recruited anyone for a long time." The old man said.

Xiaoya couldn't help but look at the man who was still sitting there. Yuan Yang was wearing the white shirt. For some reason, she looked at Yuan Yang now and felt that Yu Jing was special on him, and Yu Jing should have it.

It's the feeling of sitting under the sunny tree in the park and looking at a classical classic.

It's not like a person who should be sitting in such a gloomy place, but he just sat here. When he sat here, Xiao Ya felt that he was the center of this world, just sitting quietly,

It attracted everyone's eyes. Before that, she didn't feel that way.

"What will he do? He must have to go out. Can he go out? Judging from his appearance, he doesn't seem to be afraid at all." When Xiaoya was thinking in his heart, Yuan Yang spoke.

"Do you want to stay with me?" Yuan Yang said.

"If it were the past, of course I wouldn't dare, but now, I can't help but not try it." The old man said.

Yuan Yang smiled and said, "Your idea is very good, but you have to do what you can. Even if you live a resurgence in this world, you cannot kill me, and it is even more impossible for me to be left behind. The Five Yin Demon King was still there.

If you don't live with me, let alone you."

"I have heard a saying in this world that you are, and you are just a mortal. Although I don't know who you were, you are much worse than you back then. You are just a mortal.

I'm afraid there is not even a magic weapon in my body. Even if there is one, how can you use the soul and body that you have reincarnated again?"

Yuan Yang sat there listening, without answering and refuting.

"And I, although I keep growing old in this Netherworld Inn, my soul and body have not changed. Although this Netherworld Inn continues to decay and collapse in this world, there is only such a small room in the end.

The inn is here, but it still escapes into the small thousand in this world. How can you still be my opponent?"

"You are very confident. I remember that you are not a talkative person. The reason why you say so much and analyze the reasons one by one can only show that you have nothing in your heart. You are convincing yourself not to be afraid."

Yuan Yang said.

Xiaoya saw the old man who wiped the table before, and then heard what he said, and felt that Yuan Yang was afraid that he would be in danger. At this time, when he heard what Yuan Yang said, he felt that what he said made sense. This old man was probably really

He himself had no idea.

The old man sneered and continued, "Since that's the case, I want to see how long you can sit here."

"You want to say, my soul will be cut off, right? You were wrong. When you ran the hall in the Netherworld Inn, you also had some cultivation skills, but these cultivation skills were only obtained by practicing the methods of your predecessors.

If you don't understand the truth and do not understand the Dharma, when you come to this world, you are still practicing like that, and your practice is still like that, so you dare not leave this gate or leave this Nether Inn, because you leave here,

You can't use those magic. It's because of this that you don't understand my background. Even if I reincarnate, I will lose all my magic power and you can't imagine the magic you have now."

The old man's face could not be seen to have any changes, but his eyes became a little surprised.

As Yuan Yang said, he really did not dare to leave this inn. He was afraid that his own method would dissipate as soon as he left this inn, and even his physical body and soul would decay in one breath and become a pile of rotten meat paste.

Many monks were unable to accept the changes in the world and could not adapt to it. They finally chose to sleep in a magic circle set up underground, but most of this sleep was dead and dug up like a grave.

When it was dug out, it was still lifelike, but then it rotted in a very short time.

"A practitioner should not only understand the methods of practice, but only magic is achieved. When we practice ourselves, we must understand the principles of law and understand the principles of law. The world of yin and yang changes, no matter what form, we can adapt and be like a fish in water."

Yuan Yang said slowly, and the old man snorted coldly and said, "It's easy to say. Those who understand the principles of law, who are different from the Heavenly Venerable Immortal King back then, are you?

He was exploring Yuanyang's bottom and wanted to know who Yuanyang was back then.

Yuan Yang did not answer his words, but said, "If you don't believe it, then I'll show you how the magic in this world looks like."

Yuan Yang finished speaking and reached into his arms. His movements were not fast, just the speed of ordinary people sucking their pockets.

When Xiaoya saw clearly what Yuanyang was holding, her eyes couldn't help but widen a lot. She felt that Yuanyang had taken the wrong thing.

Because she saw that Yuan Yang took out his ID card.

An ID card of the Chinese Empire, with portraits and personal information on the front, and national emblem and Great Wall background on the back.

Xiaoya didn't see anything special about this ID card.

Yuan Yang stretched out the ID card in his hand to the old man and said, "Do you know this thing?"

"It is just a means used by all rulers on earth to control their subjects." The old man said.

"That's right, it's this thing, but this thing should not be just an ordinary thing in the hands of us practitioners. All things have spirits. You must have heard of them, but I'm afraid you're only limited to hearing them. This spirit is not

It is also a fingering method to refer to living creatures. The national emblem and the Great Wall on this ID card represent a country and something that everyone in this country recognizes. This is a kind of faith and a kind of will."

Before Yuan Yang finished speaking, the old man's eyes had narrowed, but he still didn't believe it and said, "This world is an incapable world. It was the last forbidden place in Nanluo back then. In that battle, he fought all the magic.

It's a deserted world. Even if there are still monks here, it's just a lingering life, because there is no way to live forever here. Longevity is the ultimate pursuit of practitioners. No matter how much you know, what's the use?

You cannot leave this world, you cannot leave this world, everything is empty."

Yuan Yang stood up at this time and said, "That's right, you're right."

He took back the ID card in his hand, then walked towards the door and said, "Your door cannot stop me."

"Then you can try it." The old man said. At this time, his voice was full of confidence, as if he had been confirmed. In fact, Yuan Yang was not strong, he was just bluffing.

Yuan Yang didn't say anything more. The ID card that was originally going to be put back in his pocket appeared again. It was only this time that the ID card appeared. It was only when the ID card appeared this time, the national emblem on the ID card was actually

It emits a layer of flame-like light, and the red light is golden.

The Great Wall's background is like a dragon about to survive, and the gold color in the background is like dragon scales.

Yuan Yang slashed the ID card in his hand in the void. Under the closed door, a crack appeared instantly, and a white light poured in from the crack.

It was the outside world. The old man's face changed. The rag in his hand threw it into the void. The gray light flashed on the rag and disappeared without a trace. Then, a huge piece of cloth appeared in the cracks of white light that were getting increasingly in the white light.

Covering the crack and appearing from the white light, instantly making the already bright Nether Inn obscure and dark.

At the same time, the piece of gray cloth wrapped by several monks in the moment before rolled down towards Yuanyang.

In this small Netherworld Inn, there was a feeling of covering the sky and the sun. Yuanyang saw the starry sky, and the little light on the gray cloth turned into stars.

He knew that this magic weapon was definitely not like this, but in this world, it was irresistible. It was no longer what it used to be. It should have been rich in spirit, but now it has become gray. It is not that he wiped the table

It was so difficult to find out that he had such a magical wonder because he had been wiping the table.

It was not wiping the table, but he was constantly communicating with his soul and magic weapon. The magic weapon was closely connected with his soul and was defeated with him.

They are all resisting the erosion and combustion of Quan Gang Yang Evil, which is ubiquitous in this world.

However, Yuan Yang did not use his ID card to draw the sky-like cloth, but suddenly reached out to another empty hand. The red light between his five fingers and palms was hazy. With just one grab, the sky-like cloth was then snatched.

It was grabbed from the void and turned into a gray handkerchief with star-like lines on it.

When the old man saw Yuan Yang grabbing his magic weapon in his hand, his face changed suddenly. He pointed at Yuan Yang and said, "What kind of magical power are you? People who can have such magical power, even if they are

Not many back then.”

"Although there are not many, but there are not many, and you have seen less." Yuan Yang certainly would not tell him that this is the method of mediating good fortune. The legal principles of mediating good fortune are in his heart, and he becomes a formal civil servant of the country.

After that, the Yin God had already taken over the robes of Quan Yang Gang Sha, so his ability to mediate fortune naturally came back.

However, what was shrouded between his five fingers was not spiritual energy and magic power, but Quan Yang Gangsha.

He held the bupa in his hand and burned quickly. In just a moment, it completely turned into a piece of van cloth, turned into a real rag for cleaning the table, and was thrown back to the table by him.

The old man's face changed drastically, then he came to the rag and picked it up, saying, "You go, I think you must be a big man. How can I stop you from being a little man like me?"

Yuan Yang suddenly returned to the seat where he was originally sitting and sat down, and then said, "I suddenly didn't want to leave again. You said that Grandma Bao was dead, but you were still alive and still here. I want to come, you
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