Chapter 177 The down-and-out holy son has no chance with the eminent monk
"Please write a word."
The fortune teller took out paper and pen.
Mubai was very interested and casually wrote the word "一": "Then what?"
"Please reach out."
The fortune teller said.
Mubai put his hand on the table and let the fortune teller look at the lines on his palm.
The fortune teller kept staring at Mubai's palm, and began to think about how to make up words based on his own three-legged cat's calculation skills.
After a while, the fortune teller started to talk nonsense: "Your fate line is to be rich and powerful. If you write "one" with your pen, you have never encountered any big setbacks in your life. Everything is smooth sailing and you have never been worried about life."
However, I think you will definitely face a lot of calamity in the future. If you survive the calamity, you will definitely be able to enjoy all the blessings in the world in the future. If you cannot survive it..."
As soon as the fortune teller stopped talking, his meaning became clear.
"Then how do you think I will survive the disaster in the future?"
Mubai narrowed his eyes slightly and asked.
"This..." The fortune teller smiled and rubbed the fingers of his left hand back and forth, which was self-evident.
"Is that enough?" Mubai took out a few spiritual stones and placed them on the table.
The fortune teller was overjoyed and put away the spirit stone with lightning speed, instantly regaining his appearance as a Taoist master: "Only a piece of paper with a talisman can wash away the cause and effect of your misfortune. Just write the talisman."
It will cost a lot of money and may even affect my lifespan."
Come on! A liar!
Mubai was just trying to have fun anyway, so he wasn't angry at all: "Since it's so troublesome, forget it."
After saying that, Mubai was about to turn around and leave.
At this time, the fortune teller became anxious: "Don't leave in a hurry. Although it is troublesome to carve the talisman, the price is absolutely fair."
"Do you think I'm a fool?"
Mubai looked back at the fortune teller and smiled.
The fortune teller knew that it was not easy to fool him, but he did not give up and decided to use his special skills.
At this moment, the voice of a fellow fortune teller came from the street: "Hurry up! That madman is coming!"
After hearing this, many fortune tellers quickly put away their stalls and prepared to escape as soon as possible.
"What's going on?"
Xu Changge and Mubai were confused and froze on the spot looking at the situation in front of them.
The fake Taoist priest who just told Mubai's fortune was about to run away when he was stopped by Mubai: "What happened?"
"Here comes a murderous lunatic. If you don't run away quickly, you will be dead."
The fortune teller no longer had the same score as before, with fear written all over his face.
"Let me tell you what the specific situation is."
Mubai was very curious about this matter and asked again and again.
"Master, just let me go!"
The fake Taoist priest looked mournful and almost knelt down to kowtow.
"Here you go, tell me!" Mubai took out a few more spiritual stones and threw them into the arms of the fake Taoist priest.
The fake Taoist priest was frightened, but greed drove his instinct, and in the blink of an eye he put the spirit stone in his pocket.
The fake Taoist priest glanced at the street and felt that there was still some time. For the sake of the spiritual stone, he quickly said: "A few years ago, a madman appeared. He went around begging fortune tellers and the rewards were extremely rich. However, if
If the fortune teller fails to calculate what the person wants, the lunatic will kill someone."
"As far as I know, at least fifty fortune tellers died at the hands of that madman. And I also heard that this madman used to be the holy son of some holy land, and he was expelled from the holy land because of certain things. Since then.
After that, this lunatic went around looking for capable people to calculate cause and effect."
"That's all I know, I can't tell you more."
After saying that, the fake Taoist priest didn't want to be approached by that lunatic. This is a fatal job: "Master, just be kind and let me go!"
Mubai made way for the false Taoist priest to escape.
When Xu Changge listened to the fake Taoist priest's discussion, he might have already guessed who it was.
"It seems that there is only one young man who has been deprived of the position of Holy Son in recent years." Mubai is a master disciple of Tianjiyuan. He deduced the origin of the madman among the people and found it at his fingertips: "The original Holy Son of Wuding Holy Land, Yun
Yu Feng."
Wuding Holy Land is a second-rate force in Xuanyu State. There is only one semi-saint ancestor in charge. Yun Yufeng was cultivated by Wuding Holy Land since he was a child. He has extraordinary talents and has gained quite a reputation.
A few years ago, the first Sirius eclipse appeared in the world, causing various strange and unknown secret realms to appear in the world. Yun Yufeng entered a certain secret realm, and after coming out, his meridians were blocked and his cultivation regressed.
Wuding Holy Land tried various methods, but unfortunately failed to solve Yun Yufeng's strange situation. As a last resort, Wuding Holy Land had no choice but to deprive Yun Yufeng of his position as the Holy Son and choose someone else to take over.
After losing his position as the Holy Son, his cultivation plummeted again, and Yun Yufeng's former enemies came to visit him one after another. As a last resort, Yun Yufeng could only leave Wuding Holy Land and hide his name.
However, due to the internal disputes in Wuding Holy Land, the whereabouts of Yun Yufeng's confidante were unknown. After several searches, there was no result. Therefore, Yun Yufeng frantically searched for her confidante until today.
When the Taoist priests on the street heard that Yun Yufeng was coming, they all ran away.
Yun Yufeng's hair was a little messy, and his eyes were vacant. At this moment, he didn't have the demeanor of the Holy Son of Five Cauldrons in the past. He looked like a homeless man with no fixed abode. He looked around several times, but couldn't find a fortune teller.
people.
"Monk, can you tell fortunes?"
Yun Yufeng saw the old monk sitting cross-legged in the corner, walked over and asked indifferently.
After the group of fortune-telling Taoist priests had all disappeared, Xu Changge saw the old monk in the corner. A look of surprise flashed in his eyes, and his heart trembled violently: "Why is the old monk here?"
Xu Changge had been keeping vigilant, waiting for the unknown existence to appear. After thinking for a long time, Xu Changge never expected that the old monk would leave the boundless desert, which was extremely unreasonable.
According to what Xu Changge knew, extremely terrifying existences were suppressed under the boundless desert. Precisely because of the old monk's guard, the existence at the bottom of the desert was not allowed to see the light of day again.
The old monk was really excited to leave the boundless desert this time.
"No wonder the sword masters are afraid of it. It turns out that the old monk came in person."
Xu Changge's inner tension instantly relaxed.
At first, Xu Changge planned to find a suitable time to go to the boundless desert and meet the old monk.
At the corner of the street, the old monk closed his eyes and said slowly: "I understand a little bit."
"How much money do you want, tell me."
Yun Yufeng took out a money bag, which contained spirit stones and the currency commonly used in Xuanyu Province.
"The poor monk has no connection with the donor, so it doesn't count."