The afterglow of the setting sun fills the streets. The hustle and bustle is gone at this moment, and few people are heard. When night falls, the scene may be different again.
Ye Ling and Wu Qing turned around to look, and saw that the person who stopped them was a fortune teller: he was wearing white clothes and a white robe, and he was swinging a folding fan. His face was like the ancient moon in Qingqiu, and he had three strands of long beard facing his chest. He was born with blind eyes.
It turns out that I don’t see the dust. The sail in my hand is flying high in the wind, and the silver bell hanging on it makes a cute sound. I don’t ask for fame and fortune in fortune telling, but only rely on fate to build bridges. I can calculate the secrets of heaven in my hand, and I can know everything in the world, and the underworld is in the sky. Even a lot of money can’t buy the words.
The eight directions and five realms are free and easy.
Ye Ling looked the fortune teller up and down, and saw that he had the power and spiritual power in him, just like any ordinary person.
Xu Hong smiled and said: "Old sir, are you saying that we have been in trouble recently? We are doing very well, but you have misjudged the wrong person in this business!"
The fortune teller shook his head and said: "I am blind and have no connection with the word 'see'. But today when I passed by this place and met the two young masters, I felt that you were surrounded by evil spirits, so I told you that I was definitely not greedy for your money."
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"In that case, why don't you do the calculation for me, so that I can believe that you are real and not a liar!" Xu Hong only thought that he was a charlatan who was here to deceive, and did not take it seriously.
Unexpectedly, the old man stretched his head towards Xu Hong, as if to see him clearly, and then said: "You are a Confucian scholar, but you came down the mountain to cause trouble. You can force your mouth in Yingxian Tower, and good and bad fortunes all depend on your mouth."
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What he said was true, but Xu Hong didn't take it seriously: "Today's events were witnessed by many people in the market, and you can find out by just asking around. It's not a big deal. If you are really capable, why not take a look at the young master next to me!"
The fortune teller turned to Ye Ling, "looked" for a long time, and then said: "You were weak and abandoned, but fortunately your Lord saved you. You can only enter Lingyun Kendo Sect with Tuben's innate temperament."
Ye Ling's expression changed and he said, "How do you know what your relationship is with that beggar senior?"
"I can deduce the secrets of heaven and know the past and future. This is nothing." The fortune teller smiled and shook his paper fan.
Coming to this place to cultivate immortality and ask questions, Ye Ling naturally knew that there were such experts who could discern the secrets of heaven. But the old man in front of him was no different from ordinary people, which was puzzling.
Seeing Ye Ling's reaction, Xu Hong knew that the fortune teller was right, and hurriedly said: "Senior is really a master, what do you call him?"
"People in the mountains and fields dare not bear the word 'elder'. I don't know. It is fate that I met the two young masters today. How about we find a secluded place and chat for a while?"
Unknown? Ye Lingxin said that the name seemed strange, but the more so, the more he should not be underestimated.
So, the three of them found a restaurant called Zuichunxuan, with an elegant environment and little noise.
Come and take a seat by the window on the second floor, Xu Hong ordered some wine and food, and then asked Weibo, "Senior just said that the two of us are haunted by evil spirits. I wonder if you can tell me the reason?"
Wei Kezhi said: "There is a tomb of a sage outside the city. It is said that there is a ban to protect it. Several major forces have joined forces to break it. It cannot be completely eliminated. Only people with cultivation levels of Lingxu realm and below can enter. You are here now.
, it should be for this reason."
Xu Hong nodded and responded: "Yes, I just want to try my luck. I don't have any other purpose."
Wei Kezhi said to Ye Ling again: "Although you are not here for this matter, you are already involved, and there may be an opportunity to help you on your journey!"
Ye Ling raised his head slightly, then lowered his head again, weighing the pros and cons still in his mind.
Wei Kezhi continued: "Although the danger is extremely dangerous, it is inevitable. If you face it calmly, you may have a chance of survival. If you miss the opportunity, you may regret it for the rest of your life."
Xu Hong heard this and said: "Senior, does this mean that we two must go to this tomb?"
"The road is created by the footsteps of you two, not by my words." Wei Shizhi closed his eyes and raised his eyebrows: "I just follow the deduction and tell the truth. Not only is tomorrow's event uncertain, but also
It’s tonight, how can we live in peace?”
As soon as he finished speaking, more than a dozen people stepped up from the stairs, led by an old man with white beard and hair and a fierce face. He was from Zhang Taiqing and Yuxuan Palace.
It's just that the road between enemies is narrow.
Zhang Taiqing left Duan Hanzhang and Lang Qiran, and went to Zuichun Tower with everyone. He wanted to have a cup of tea and rest for a while, but unexpectedly he ran into Xu Hong and Ye Ling.
Zhang Taiqing sneered: "You and I are really enemies of each other. It seems that you must die in my hands today!"
The words stuck in his ears, Zhang Taiqing's Taoist robe danced, and he hit him with a palm. The palm prints condensed in the air, with the power to shake the heaven and the earth.
Ye Ling stood up suddenly, and the wooden sword behind him fell into his hand. The sharp edge of the sword was as bright as the sun, stirring the void.
The next moment, Ye Ling struck two swords in a row. The shadows of the sword marks were all over the surroundings. The two sword auras, dazzling with white light, merged into one and struck towards Zhang Taiqing's palm print.
The two collided, spiritual energy overflowed, waves flew, and half of the originally elegant and sophisticated Zui Chun Tower was destroyed.
After the dust and smoke cleared, Ye Ling felt a sweetness in his throat, a mouthful of blood spurted out in front of him, and he knelt half on the ground.
Zhang Taiqing clearly has the strength of Ying Chong Realm. Although the palm he just struck was not executed with all his strength, it was definitely not something Ye Ling could resist.
During the day, Zhang Taiqing used a slap on the street casually, but Ye Ling was able to easily resolve it, which already surprised him.
Zhang Taiqing was a little serious about the palm he just struck, causing Ye Ling to be instantly injured.
Zhang Taiqing said: "I wonder which sect you are a disciple of, why are you getting involved with this person?"
He was surprised that Ye Ling, with his cultivation in Huiling Realm, could receive Zhang Taiqing's two palms without dying. Therefore, he asked about Ye Ling's background. I was afraid that he had some background and would not take the matter lightly.
Ye Ling didn't answer in silence. He was still too frivolous. He thought that if he could cross the border and defeat the Qingyou Realm monks, he would be able to fight with stronger people. However, he didn't realize that the difference between realms was so huge that he would not be able to cross it easily.
Zhang Taiqing saw that Ye Ling didn't answer, but he didn't dare to kill him casually. He turned to Xu Hong and said, "I'll take your life first, so that you can shut your mouth in the next life!"
Xu Hong's expression changed, and he hurriedly asked Wei Zhi, who was still drinking from the wine glass: "Sir, you can't eat this food and wine for free, you have to save us!"
Wei Kezhi slowly put down the wine glass, took out a piece of yellow paper from his pocket, stroked his pen, and said: "Buy some time for me, I will take you out!"
Xu Hong was in critical condition. In a situation where death was inevitable, a dead horse could only be used as a living horse doctor.
So, Xu Hong took out an ink-colored jade pen from his arms, and awe-inspiring aura burst out from his body. The tip of the pen was so bright that it could not be looked directly at.
"Old ghost Zhang, how dare you, a man who works as a dog for your master, to do this? Let me teach you a lesson!"
Xu Hong stepped forward, holding a pen in his right hand, and drew dragons and snakes in the void. Several rays of light appeared out of thin air and headed towards Zhang Taiqing to attack and kill him.
"It's a trivial skill, but it's embarrassing!"
Zhang Taiqing gave a low shout, his robes danced, and an astonishing power came down, easily shattering Xu Hong's divine light.
The next moment, a circle of light appeared under Zhang Taiqing's feet, imprisoning his legs inside, drawing the ground as a prison.
Zhang Taiqing's eyes were filled with contempt. He gathered spiritual power between his legs and took one step forward, easily breaking Xu Hong's restraint.
Xu Hong kept writing with his pen, and the pale golden words filled the void, shooting towards Zhang Taiqing like a series of laws, constantly restricting his actions.
Zhang Taiqing shouted loudly, his Tao Yun became stronger, and he fired three palms in a row, crushing all Xu Hong's words, leaving him overwhelmed.
"Senior, if you don't do anything good, I will really be played by this old ghost to death!"
Wei Kezhi supported Ye Ling on the seat, dipped some blood from the corner of his mouth with the tip of his pen, and began to draw spells on the yellow paper.
"I have already said that you two are haunted by evil spirits. Xu Hong's murderous star is in the open, while yours is in the dark. Let me draw you a life-saving charm to ward off evil spirits and avoid disasters for you!"
At this moment, Ye Ling's internal organs were damaged and his spiritual power was not flowing smoothly. He was no longer able to help. It was obvious that he was blind in both eyes, but he was preoccupied with drawing talismans. I don't know what his plan was.
At this time, Zhang Taiqing struck out with a palm, and the palm prints swept away like the sky and the earth were shattering, instantly breaking Xu Hong's protection and hitting him.
Xu Hong spat out a mouthful of blood and flew backwards, but was caught by Ye Ling, unable to move.
Zhang Taiqing used his strength in his palms and gritted his teeth and said: "No matter what your last words are, I will send you on your way!"
As soon as he finished speaking, Wei Shizhi took a deep breath and said, "It's done!"
In an instant, strong winds were blowing, sand and rocks were flying, and the whole world was in chaos. Even Zhang Taiqing, who was in the Yingchong realm, could barely stand still, and the people behind him were swept into the sky and fell to the ground.
Not long after, the wind calmed down and the clouds subsided, but Ye Ling and the others disappeared. Only Zhang Taiqing was left standing there with a gloomy expression, without saying a word.
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On the hilltop outside the city, Wei Kezhi looked towards the direction of Qinglin City with a smile on his face. After a long time, he turned around and left, singing loudly: "It takes a thousand years to understand the Tao, and it takes a long time to ask about the creation of Hongmeng. The secrets of heaven are in the palm of your hand, just like the universe."