Bu Qingyun on the side had his eyes widened with disbelief on his face.
Ever since the young Taoist Fuyun shook the dice cup just now, his ears have been beating continuously.
This is the "listening to dice technique" which is very brilliant among thousands of techniques.
If you want to practice this technique, you must have extraordinary talent.
And Bu Qingyun’s ‘Listening to Dice Technique’ is one of the best.
He could tell at a glance that it was the first time that the little Taoist Fuyun touched the dice cup, but he actually learned the unique skills of Elder Guo Huai and Guo.
Although he doesn't know "Uncertain Storm", he can use his true energy to move the dice to achieve the effect of "Uncertain Storm".
The dice cup is turned upside down, as if the dice has fallen to the ground.
In fact, the dice are spinning rapidly in the void.
At this time, Monk Xinguang couldn't help but frowned: What's going on?
He is the only successor to the "Dharma One Palm Sutra" and has always had a perfect plan.
But at this time, I pinched and counted with my left hand, but I couldn't figure out the numbers.
However, Monk Yehui curved his lips and said secretly: "Master, the dice inside are still spinning."
If Li Chen has the Interpretation Mirror, then Monk Xin Guang has the "Dharma One Palm Sutra".
But neither of them could compete with Monk Yehui who had "clairvoyance" in playing dice.
A golden light flashed in his eyes, and he could see the dice in the dice cup clearly.
Monk Xinguang couldn't help but breathed a sigh of relief when he heard this.
No wonder I can't calculate it accurately. It turns out that the dice is not a fixed number.
What a cunning little Taoist priest.
It is true that if there is a teacher, there must be a disciple.
After pondering for a while, Monk Xinguang touched his bald head with his big hand, and suddenly slapped the table.
Snapped!
There was a crisp sound.
Then he saw the face of the little Taoist Fuyun across from him stiffened, and the next moment he frowned slightly.
His eyes passed through the broken hair on his forehead, and he looked at the great monk opposite, and he secretly said something bad: This is a master.
Monk Xinguang just slapped the table seemingly casually, but it actually destroyed the balance of the dice's rotation.
The dice suddenly fell down.
The variables just now become fixed numbers.
At the same time, the fingers of Monk Xinguang’s left hand in his sleeve were fixed, and the result had obviously been achieved.
"Three, five, six."
After saying that, he grinned and looked at the other person with a smile.
The little Taoist priest Fuyun was stared at with hair all over his body.
Knowing that this time he had a bad move, he didn't delay and turned the dice cup over. There were three dices at the bottom: "three, five, six".
"Ouch~"
"This great monk is amazing~"
"Even guessing the number is perfect!"
"Originally, I thought Taoist Master Fuyun would definitely win, but I didn't expect that this monk would take the lead."
"How can this monk, a Taoist priest, have such gambling skills? Could it be that he often plays two games in the mountains?"
"..."
But the little Taoist priest Fuyun curled his lips and said, "Admit your bet and admit defeat~"
"Xiaodao lost the first game~"
"Now, it's your turn to roll the dice and let Xiaodao guess."
After speaking, he handed the dice cup to Monk Xinguang.
The monk took it with both hands and smiled, making no fancy moves.
Looking at the three dices 'three, five, and six' on the table, he turned the dice cup upside down and placed it directly on the three dices.
"Amitabha."
"Taoist Master, please guess."
This action stunned everyone around him.
That's it?
Don't you need to roll the dice?
Not to mention Li Chen and Ye Hui behind him, even Bu Qingyun, the master of gambling and known as the God of Gamblers in the Southern Wilderness, didn't understand.
When the lid of the dice cup is lowered, it reads ‘three, five, six’.
There was no shaking in the middle, so the result must be ‘three, five, six’.
"I'm afraid this monk is stupid."
"That's right. If you don't roll the dice, how can the points change?"
"It's obvious that you're admitting defeat~"
While everyone was in confusion, the little Taoist priest Fuyun opposite him had a face full of shock.
His eyes were frozen, and his pupils began to move up and down.
Unknowingly, sweat was flowing down the messy hair on his forehead.
He was confused and couldn't help but scratch his hair with both hands.
At this time, his face no longer looked as confident as before.
How is this going?
What kind of riddles can this monk and a Taoist solve?
When the time for half a cup of tea passed, the young Taoist priest Fuyun let out a long sigh and put down his hand.
"The trail lost."
As soon as this was said, there was an uproar.
When everyone heard this, they simply couldn't believe their ears.
Without moving a thing, the dice cup was covered.
The other one was so anxious that he even scratched his hair and couldn't guess the number on the surface.
this……
Sticking a fire stick into the pot - a strange combination of circumstances.
"The stone is yours."
The little Taoist priest Fuyun was about to leave after finishing speaking.
However, the monk Xinguang behind him pronounced the name of Buddha.
"Amitabha."
"Who are you, Master Weichen?"
The little Taoist priest Fuyun was walking very fast, but when he suddenly heard the name "Wei Chen", he couldn't help but pause at his feet.
"Eh~"
"How do you know my master?"
The little Taoist priest turned around and looked at Monk Xinguang with surprise.
Everyone around was also surprised. They didn't expect that the monk and Taoist priest actually knew each other.
When Bu Qingyun saw that the relics of the Buddha had been assigned to a different owner, he immediately invited a group of people to Qinghong Villa to hold a special banquet for them.
And in the backyard of Qinghong Villa.
The little Taoist priest Fuyun suddenly realized: "It turns out that the old monk is the great monk the old man said!"
Monk Xinguang once said that in the world, when it comes to the art of divination, there are not many people who can beat him.
That Taoist priest Wei Chen is one of them.
When they were in Moon Shadow City, the small Taoist temple they hid in when they were avoiding the capture of the shadow guards was the place where Taoist priest Wei Chen practiced.
And Taoist Master Weichen happened to mention Monk Xinguang to his disciples.
Therefore, little Taoist Fuyun immediately guessed the identity of Monk Xinguang.
"Amitabha."
"Poor monk~Heartlight."
Seeing Monk Xinguang put his hands together in a salute, the little Taoist priest naturally did not dare to straighten his body, and immediately bowed his head to Monk Xinguang respectfully.
"There are clouds on the trail, and I have seen the master."
Monk Xinguang just smiled and quickly helped little Taoist Fuyun up.
In fact, the two of them didn't know how to gamble at all.
The reason why the dice can be calculated accurately every time is because of the divination technique inherited from my family.
Monk Xinguang practices the "Dharma One Palm Sutra" from Landa Temple.
The little Taoist priest Fuyun practices "Gui Zang" inherited from Kunlun Mountain.
"Dharma's One Palm Sutra" was left by Bodhidharma.
And "Return to Tibet" has an even greater origin.
"Gui Zang", "Lianshan" and "Zhouyi" are collectively called the Book of Changes.
It is the most magical divination technique in Taoism.
It's just that this technique creates ghosts and gods, which are difficult to reconcile in the human world, so they are divided and hidden.
"The Book of Changes" is hidden in the imperial court of the Zhou Dynasty, and the first emperor of the Zhou Dynasty even deduced the "Emperor's Qi Technique" from it.
It's a secret from the imperial court.
The remaining chapters of "Lianshan" were acquired by the "Four Friends of Lianshan".
When he was on the Miluo River before, Li Chen caught a red croaker, so he won a copy.
It's just that it has been hidden in the toad rosary and has not been enlightened.
What people didn't expect was that the most mysterious chapter "Gui Zang" among the three classics was actually in the hands of Kunlun Mountain.
Monk Xinguang and little Taoist priest Fuyun seemed to be competing in gambling skills.
In fact, they are comparing the art of divination!
