"Can you find out what happened in the battle at Chen Guozhong yesterday?"

In a small Taoist temple near the capital, the big-eared monk sat cross-legged on a futon and glanced at the many disciples sitting there.

The highest cultivation level of these cultivators is only the foundation building stage.

Upon hearing Brother Big Ear's question, a disciple immediately responded respectfully: "Master, a few junior brothers have gone out to inquire about it. Master, do you still remember the battle that broke out in the capital a few months ago?"

"Is it the time when two Nascent Soul monks chased and killed a Pill Formation monk?" Brother Big Ear thought thoughtfully.

He has been in seclusion recently, but the battle woke him up.

The disciple replied: "Yes, it seems that the young monk was still fighting in Chen Guo, but there was an extra woman beside him than last time. I heard from fellow Taoists in Chen Guo that she seems to be in the Nascent Soul stage."

"And the ins and outs of this war seem to involve the sect alliance, originating from two major sects in a country in the north of Suzaku Star, the Huan Shen Sect and the Tai Cang Sect. The young man and the woman are from the Tai Cang Sect, and the people who are chasing them are

Those are the monks of the Huan Shen Sect and the Four Nations Alliance that have an alliance with the Huan Shen Sect..."

"In the great battle in Chen Kingdom, it was said that a great monk in the middle stage of Nascent Soul showed up, but in the end, the young man and the woman were still taken away. It is said that they went to the countries to the east..."

Big-eared monk Zhou Wutai listened to his disciple's report and nodded silently.

This matter doesn't sound like it involves any big deal. It seems to be just a grudge between several sects and the pursuit of a few people, which is common in the world of cultivation.

He asked it unintentionally. For him, transforming into a god is the most important thing.

Transformation into a mortal is the most important thing in the past few decades. No matter what major event in the world of cultivation, he has to wait until he transforms into a god before he is ready to participate.

This big-eared monk was the peak Nascent Soul being who had obtained the Yunquezi bamboo hat from the white-haired old man that day. Like Wang Lin, he was also in the mortal stage, and what a coincidence, he was also near the capital.

"Huh? Where are your junior disciples?" Zhou Wutai glanced at the disciples and found that after so long, the youngest disciple has not come to say hello.

Immediately, one of the disciples said: "Junior brother went down the mountain yesterday, saying that he also wanted to inquire about the news for the master, but..."

Zhou Wutai glanced at the disciple lightly and said, "Nothing, why hasn't your junior brother come back yet?"

The disciple lowered his head and said: "When the third junior brother came back, he happened to meet the younger junior brother in the city. He, he didn't go to inquire about the news at all, but lingered in the land of Fengyue Duckweed. The third junior brother scolded him and asked him to

I brought him back, but he became so angry that he stabbed the third junior brother, who should still be there now."

Zhou Wutai's face darkened.

The other disciples were secretly moved in their hearts. The younger junior brother went too far, and this time he finally made the master angry.

However, what surprised them was that Zhou Wutai snorted coldly: "As a senior brother, I can't even control my junior brother. Instead, I was stabbed by your junior brother. Isn't it a shame? Go and persuade him to come back, just say that you are a teacher."

Find him."

"As senior brothers, you can't even take care of your junior brother, but you still have the nerve to say to me that he is not."

After hearing these words, many disciples suddenly felt angry and dared not speak.

But no one dared to show it on the face.

Master has always been very fond of his younger brother, but he didn't expect that he would dote on him to this extent.

The junior brother was only sixteen or seventeen years old, and he wandered into a brothel. Not only did he not listen to the advice, but he also injured the senior brother. In this way, the master actually blamed these disciples for not taking good care of the junior brother.

This kind of partiality and doting is as if the junior brother is the master's biological son.

"Go quickly!" Zhou Wutai shouted in a deep voice.

A group of disciples kowtowed in frustration and retreated.

…………

A certain street in Beijing.

A young Taoist priest wearing a Taoist robe, with red lips and white teeth, looked at the fortune teller in front of him with a smile on his face, then stretched out his slender fingers, nodded the fortune teller's white cloth flag, and asked: "Nine out of ten hexagrams are correct? It seems that is the case.

You are."

The fortune teller looked at the young Taoist priest's dress and could sense the cultivation level of the young Taoist priest. He frowned a little, but still said slowly: "Yes."

The little Taoist laughed heartily.

Many neighbors have gathered around.

A man who was a pig butcher laughed loudly and said: "Little Taoist Priest, why do you look like you and ask your husband to tell your fortune? It's strange, do you Taoist priests also ask someone to tell your fortune? Hahahaha."

As soon as he said this, everyone around burst into laughter.

However, the young Taoist priest immediately darkened his face and turned a little green. Then he snorted coldly: "Seeking death!"

He just hummed, and a terrifying wave of air automatically appeared on his body, centered on his body, and blasted out like a strong wind.

Click.

Snap!

Different noises merged into one, and the people who were nearby were screaming and being thrown away.

"Ah, spare my life!" The person who had just burst into laughter was immediately frightened and cried out.

Many people not far away were immediately horrified and shouted: "God, God has killed someone."

Continuously frightened, knocked down by the air waves, some people with broken bones were so frightened that they rolled and crawled, groaning, and kept away from the little Taoist priests as if they were afraid of evil beasts.

The little Taoist priest saw the embarrassed and fearful expressions of the people around him and snorted lightly. Then he looked at the fortune teller in front of him, narrowed his eyes slightly and said: "I have been in this city for a few days, and I have heard that there is someone like you.

Number one, nine out of ten hexagrams will fail, but the tenth hexagram will definitely hit. I came here specifically to see you today to see if you are really as exaggerated as these mortals say."

No matter who they are, they are full of curiosity about the future, even cultivators are no exception.

What's more, this young Taoist priest who was spoiled by his master wanted to know what his future would be like.

The fortune teller glanced at the injured people around him, glanced at the little Taoist priest, and said, "Since it's fortune telling, if you ask, I'll do the fortune telling for you, so why bother hurting these people."

The little Taoist priest said coldly: "A group of mortals who don't know how to live or die dare to make fun of me. I am merciful by not killing them. Today I am asking you to tell fortunes. If you are not good at fortune telling, they will be your fate."

In front of a young monk who was at the fourth level of Qi training, the young Taoist was extremely cold and arrogant.

…………

Everyone around looked at the Gua stall with only two people left in horror and uncertainty.

Among the crowd, there was a girl in red who was watching expressionlessly.

Listening to the words of the people around her, she didn't know what she was thinking.

"Here, this gentleman was unexpectedly visited by an immortal master. Does the immortal master also want to know his fate?"

"This is not a good immortal master. I wonder if sir can..." A person whispered in a low voice.

Over the past two years, the fortune teller has given guidance to many people on the street about their future. People respect him very much, but they didn't expect that today they would encounter such a bad visitor as the little Taoist priest.

That's when people around me were discussing.

Suddenly.

A chilling voice came out.

"What did you say?"

The young Taoist priest gritted his teeth and stared at the fortune teller in front of him. Veins appeared on his forehead because he was so angry.

The fortune teller said calmly: "If you want to calculate the future, I will give you the future..."

"You will be killed by the people you love and respect. This is your future."

"You fortune teller!!"

"Are you looking for death?"

The little Taoist priest immediately gritted his teeth and roared with red eyes. Once again he heard the strange words that made him furious, and he couldn't bear the murderous intention in his heart.

"I asked you to calculate the future for me, but you dare to curse me!"

A moment.

The terrifying air waves on the street filled the air from the little Taoist priest, as if he had become the eye of a storm.

With just one breath, an extremely cold light flashed from behind the little Taoist priest.

Murderous intent!

He unsheathed his flying sword and struck at the fortune teller in an instant. His brows were full of fierce anger. This sword was merciless and used all the cultivation skills of the little Taoist priest.

He will kill people when he is angry, he is extremely domineering!

"ah……"

All the people around him cried out in surprise.

They only had time to scream and scream, and they were extremely scared, because at that moment, they couldn't do anything else at all.

But, just the next moment.

At the moment when the sword hit the fortune teller's head, a terrifying aura came out of a palm-sized wooden sculpture.

As soon as this breath came out, the world was filled with a sense of solemnity, a sense of death in the cool autumn.

The wooden carving was a little man, and I don't know who it was. A white rainbow that looked like a horse was drawn from the hand of the little man.

The little Taoist priest's eyes suddenly widened, and incomparable fear emerged: "What, what!!"
To be continued...