Fellow Daoists, Would You Like To Buy Gatling?

  Chapter 550 547. Fortune telling? What a fart! --Add more for Ruoyun Yiyu brothers【15】

   "You remember, you owe a favor to the evil repair Red Devil."

  On the barren mountain in the south, Lao Jiang put a mask with a weird blood-red pigeon on his face. He said to Dong Xiaorou who was supported by Mo Qiye:

  "If you ask someone to save someone for your teacher, the money has already been given. But you have to pay back the favor you owe."

   "Oh, I see, Master."

  Dong Xiaorou lowered her head and responded. She was helped to walk a few steps, and then looked back at Lao Jiang who was dressed in blood. She seemed to have guessed what the master was going to do, so she whispered:

  "Master, those sword slaves sent by Kunlun are powerful, so you can live in the real state. I'm afraid you can't resist it. Why don't you hide?"

   "What are you talking about?"

  Lao Jiang suddenly replied with dissatisfaction:

  "Does this look down on your master? Huh, the rebel should fight!"

  He was about to fight, and Dong Xiaorou's body trembled in fright. Mo Qiye was also a smart person with ice and snow. He glanced at Uncle Jiang, who had finished dressing, and whispered:

  "Uncle Shi avenged his apprentice, and his nephew admired him, but my Mo family’s fighting style is too unique, and I am afraid that it will be recognized at a glance. Does Uncle Shi have plans?"

   "Oh, you still don't understand what it means to come prepared."

  Lao Jiang shook his head, and gently twitched his fingers on the ring, and a chilly magic sword fell into the palm of his hand. This sword was a standard sword repair tool.

The   sword is three feet and four inches long, three fingers wide, and the blade is covered with clouds. There are seven blazing sun symbols listed on the blade, and there is a frosted edge around the blade.

  The shape of the sword grid is beautiful, and it can be used as a beast head to swallow the blade.

  Behind the sword, there is a three-inch tassel bead flower, which looks very chic.

  But this thing is broken.

  In the front of the blade, there was an obvious crack that gave birth to more jagged cracks on the blade that should have been round.

  Lao Jiang played a few sword moves in a decent manner, and stood holding the sword in the **** clothes, posing a sword repair posture.

  He said to the two juniors in front of him:

   "Could it be true that the repair based on this will only make the machine fail?"

   "This is the Seven Luminaries Sword!"

  Dong Xiaorou looked at the sword and exclaimed:

  "In the secret book of the Seven Lights Washing Front Curse of my family, the appearance of this sword is recorded, exactly the same. It is said that it was the saber of the Kuhai sword fairy'Cangfeng' five hundred years ago.

  Master, how are you"

   "Shhh!"

  Lao Jiang made a silent motion, let go of his five fingers, and manipulated it with the five-element gold spell, causing the broken sword to revolve around him a few times like a dragon.

  He said to Dong Xiaorou:

  "Today as a teacher, I will teach you one more truth. There are so many things in this world that you will not escape the word ‘money’ in the end. As long as you have money, you can buy everything you want.

  For example, your ancestor of the Dong family bought a copy of Qi Yao Xifeng Curse from Hongyanhui.

  But I have more money as a teacher.

  So I can buy the original of the Jinxing Killing Technique, and I can also get Hongyan to deliver this high-quality magic sword to my hands half-sold and half-free. understand?

  Practice is important, and so is making money.

  Imagine being as strong as a teacher, you have to be as rich as a teacher first.

  That’s all, you are still young and don’t understand this truth.

  But it’s okay, you will understand later.

  Go.

  Go to Yandang Pool for a good rest. When the game is over, go back to Moshuang Mountain immediately.

  Don’t worry about everything else. "

  Mo Qiye and Dong Xiaorou didn't ask any more questions. Under the lead of Pomegranate, they quickly left here with the earth veins and returned to Yandang Lake. But Lao Jiang looked back and glanced behind him.

  The clothes that Dong Xiaorou had worn before were all thrown on this barren mountain cliff.

  Lao Jiang wore a mask, letting the Qi Yao swords fly around and danced around him, and then looked around, revealing his spiritual thoughts. Since the Seven Treasures of the Wonderful Tree has red moon branches blooming and bearing fruit, it has gained another world awakening.

   Let his divine thoughts spread out now, comparable to the scanning of the soul of the cultivator of the divine realm, and the things stored within hundreds of meters around him can be seen in a glance.

   "Dong Gaogong, come here, why are you hiding it?"

Boss   Jiang akimbo, shouting towards the cliff in front of him:

  "Worrying about the safety of your granddaughter is a human nature. Now, seeing your unworried little girl turn from danger to peace, do you breathe a sigh of relief?

  We met before. Now that your granddaughter has become my disciple, our family is no longer strangers. Let's show up and see. "

   "What is Dong Gaogong's name?"

  After Lao Jiang finished shouting, the aura of black and white Pisces revolved outside the cliff.

  An old man wearing a black robe, with a ghost face, holding a ghost head, and bending over, walked out of the yin and yang fish.

  He coughed and said dumbly:

  "Where is the Qintianyuan high meritorious service? Obviously two evil cultivators are plotting evil. This cultivator is Xihai looking for the great evil cultivator of the ‘star ghost’, who are you fellow Taoists?"

   "Well, we Lao Jiang, this is a squad and practice time is too short, but I don't know that you powerful people, each has a trumpet clone."

  Old Jiang laughed, he said:

   "But don't pretend Dong Gaogong, you can't hide your temperament as a fortune teller. You pretend to be a villain."

"Ugh."

  The old man in black sighed, and straightened his waist without pretending, he reached out his hand to remove the ghost face from his face, revealing the face of Dong Yao and Dong Gaogong.

  He has long gray hair, a serious expression, and the sword eyebrow star is also an old handsome guy with a calm temperament.

  I just didn’t wear the Qintianyuan high-gong Taoist clothes embroidered with Zhou Tian’s star.

  But this face is exactly the same as the face of the monk he saw in the City God Temple of Fengyang County in the memory of Lao Jiang.

  "When I first met Dong Gaogong, I was always guessing what level your cultivation is, but after you really accepted Xiaorou as a disciple, I learned from her that Dong Gaogong is a great power in the search for the realm.

   is the senior in Qintian Academy who is best at numerology except for Master Xu. "

  Lao Jiang made a bow with his hands, arching towards the old man in front of him, he said:

   "In front of the Chenghuang Temple that day, I really didn't know Mount Tai.

  But look, Dong Gaogong, I saved your granddaughter today to save her from suffering, and I want to kill and slash here to give my rebellious evil anger.

  I have done this, so I ask you a few questions to Gao Gong, shouldn’t it be too much? "

   "Don't ask, I won't answer."

  Dong Gaogong shook his head, twisting his well-maintained beard, and said to Jiang Xia in front of him:

  "Master has an order. I can’t disclose anything about your Moshuangshan. But what I can tell you is, Fellow Jiang, Master has been paying attention to you.

  Since you provoke a major event in the Southern Wilderness, you have fallen into the eyes of the master.

  But don’t worry.

   Regarding your matter, Mr. Mo and our master have made a proper discussion. "

   Seeing Jiang Xia’s eyes blinking under his mask, Dong Gaogong said mysteriously:

  "My Qin Tianyuan is absolutely hostile to your Moshuang Mountain, and if the number of lives remains unchanged, maybe after a few years, the two families will become one family. The Master wants to send Xiao Rou into the Moshuang Mountain, and this is also the reason.

  My granddaughter is the fate of you and my Qintianyuan. Now she is indeed killed by you, which proves that Master’s calculation of fortune-telling is correct. "

   "But you must have checked it aside."

   Jiang Xia shook his head, he said directly to Lao Gao Gong:

   "Even if I don't send people, do you, Senior Dong, have to sit back and watch your granddaughter and be defiled by Fang Qingyun?"

   "Oh, at first glance at your family Mo Jun didn't teach you numerology."

  Dong Yao shook his head, and said softly:

  "What is numerology? Since it is said that numerology is like this, it cannot be changed.

  Like my family’s Xiaorou, if you don’t meet your innate Lu Wu fate, who is hard to eat, and is not afraid of things, leave it to others to stop him. Who has the guts to offend the Kunlun faction?

  Fang Lun, the head of his family, retreats, but with three thousand people under his command, he is already a powerful hero. Even if the cultivator is chivalrous, he is no match for the four sword slaves around Fang Qingyun.

  And old man

  If the old man makes a move, he can save my granddaughter, but it will immediately induce Fang Lun to sense and break through the barrier.

  The old man's cultivation is all above the numerology, and he fought the unfeeling sword head-on, fearing that he would die. It will also affect my Qintianyuan and Kunlun faction from then on, this is a major event that will cause chaos in the Suffering Wood Realm. "

   "But your trouble has now become my trouble."

  Lao Jiang was very dissatisfied and said:

   "I heard that Fang Qingyun's father, Fang Lun, was hitting the Bitter Sea Realm, and he wanted to use his son to sacrifice his sword to find the true understanding of supreme swordsmanship. You are causing me a miserable opponent.

  I have a real monk, so how can I be? "

  Dong Gaogong did not answer immediately, but took out a strange life chart, gave Lao Jiang a glance, and said:

"When the old man learned that his granddaughter’s calamity was about to come, he spent 30 years of life to calculate a hexagram. It doesn’t matter if you don’t understand this hexagram. The hexagrams are desperate and fierce.

  How about he became a sea of ​​bitterness?

  In these years of suffering woodland, is the sea of ​​unjust death less?

  Jiang Daoyou can practice with confidence, Fang Lun will not cause you trouble. "

   "Why don't you ask Dong Gaogong to count me a trigram?"

Boss Jiang thought for a while and said to the old man in front of him:

"Just as Master Xu gave orders for my master back then, saying that the catastrophe was only this year, but after more than two hundred years, it really happened. If it weren't for her luck, I would have a funeral at Mo Shuangshan. NS.

  It can be seen that the Qintianyuan’s secret method is indeed magical. The old Gaogong counts for me, and also counts when I should be killed. "

   "Then you shouldn't ask me, fellow daoist."

  Dong Gaogong laughed and said:

  "You should ask your family Mo Jun. In this bitter wood realm, the old man's numerology and divination are ranked in the top five at most. The first is my master, no doubt, this second, but your family Mo Jun.

  You Lu Wu’s life style is inherently tyrannical and extremely powerful. If I make a calculation for you, I will at least lose a hundred years of life.

  Furthermore, it’s okay to move forward as soon as something happens, so why bother about fate?

  The more you are afraid of what you are, the more you will come. It is better to be open and frank and give it a go. Well, the eighteen sword slaves under Fang Lian's command are about to come over, and the old man doesn't have to stay too much.

  This thing is for you. "

  Old man Dong waved his yin-yang fish and jade pendant to Lao Jiang with aura. He said:

  "This thing is not a treasure, but it has a miraculous effect. Wearing it can shield the secret, no one can use the arithmetic of divination to calculate your itinerary, and you can also turn the danger into a disaster if you encounter someone who specializes in fate and magic.

  It's just that you will travel to the West China Sea, and you are afraid of dangerous things, so prepare early. "

  After finishing speaking, Old Man Dong bowed towards Lao Jiang, thanking Lao Jiang for saving his granddaughter, and turned around to create a stream of light in black and white, stepped on it, and disappeared into the sky in an instant.

   Jiang Xia stroked the jade pendant in his hand, warm and not cold, uncut, as if the treasure became natural.

   Indeed, as the old man Dong said, this thing is not a magic weapon.

   should be the crystallization of some kind of natural treasure.

When he raised his head and looked up, he also saw the sword light bursting into the air, its power and awe-inspiring, as if the eighteen powers of breaking the sky were hitting face to face, thousands of feet away, you can feel the coldness. .

  Sword repaired to sharpness, it can be seen.

   "That's amazing, I'm so scared! One shot is eighteen sword slaves, each of which is a god-cultivation realm. How can this make me top.

  Gosh, it's over today. "

Boss Jiang hummingly put the jade on his waist, then waved his blood-colored long coat, grabbed his left hand, and the damaged Qi Yao sword fell into his hand.

  He looked forward again.

   Eighteen spirit swords were piercing towards him, Lao Jiang shrugged and raised the Soul Devouring Mark in his hands, like a provocation.

   "Bah!"

   "Master, who can't even vent his own disciples, is too shameful. This is the truth that Shi Yan taught me, let's talk about it. It's just a god-level cultivation, and it's not that I haven't been slaughtered!"

  (End of this chapter)