Snapped!!!

Crisp, loud, and amazingly powerful!

For just a moment, Buddha didn't react at all, or in other words, even if he noticed it in advance, he couldn't prevent it at this moment!

The gap in strength is too huge!

Although the divine fortune teller is not extremely powerful, he is already a monk in the distraction stage. However, what the disciples of the Ten Thousand Buddhas Sect value is not their talent for cultivation, but their understanding of the Dharma!

Although this Buddhist disciple is somewhat unworthy of his name and character, he is at least half a Buddhist disciple.

Of course, it does not mean that the cultivation level of Buddhist disciples in the past is not high, but at least, the cultivation level of contemporary Buddhist disciples is not that good!

The difference in cultivation meant that the Buddha was destined to be unable to withstand this blow!

At this moment, before he even had time to scream, he flew towards the monks behind him, blood spurting out of his mouth, and he didn't know how many teeth he lost...

Dan Chengzi: “What the hell?!”

Lu Ming: "Ah?!"

Fan Jianqiang didn't say anything, but he was very happy.

Lin Fan also said nothing, but he nodded slightly, looking like he was very satisfied with the fortune teller's actions...

At this moment, everyone was in shock. Who could have imagined that this would be the result?!

This is simply beyond everyone's imagination, and among them, the most confused person is none other than Buddha.

Although he was definitely provoking the fortune teller, strictly speaking, their profession was that of 'talking'.

In this case, even if both parties are really angry or something, logically speaking, they should beeping at each other. If they can beeping, they should never do anything, because this is professionalism.

But now?

The fortune teller has turned the other way around. If he can take action, he will never beep?

Are you a fortune teller?!

The Buddha was carried by many monks. Although he was not seriously injured, at this moment, he was covering his face with disbelief on his face.

Isn’t this a sign of ruining one’s own brand?!

At the same time, the Holy Son of Kowloon Zou Hu, the Holy Lady of Yaochi Lu Yao, and the Holy Son of Purple Mansion were all shocked...

This is beyond everyone’s imagination!

Two fortune tellers were 'competing' together, but the fortune teller beat the Buddha?!

This... what is the situation and what is the reason?!

Everyone was stunned!

But at this moment, the fortune teller gently retracted his hand and looked at the swollen Buddha with some sigh.

"You, you are simply unreasonable!"

Buddha struggled to get up and glared angrily.

"Is my calculation accurate?"

"I told you that there will be a bloody disaster today, and there will be a bloody disaster."

The divine fortune teller looked at it indifferently: "You still say that my calculation is not accurate? Now let's see, is my calculation accurate?"

Buddha was stunned for a moment, and then... his face turned dark!

"Is it accurate?"

Accurate hammer!

This bloody disaster was clearly caused by you!

However, he really couldn’t say for sure!

Isn’t this a bloody disaster?!

With so many people watching, you still can't tell? I'm afraid I don't even want my own face...

"He is worthy of being a famous fortune teller..."

The Buddha glared angrily, and then said solemnly: "Today, I am a bit weaker. I will ask for advice again tomorrow..."

There was nothing he could do.

If this continues, I'm afraid the fortune teller will say that I have lost my hands and feet... If my hands and feet are really injured, although I can recover quickly, it will not only be embarrassing, but also painful!

"Buddha? Nothing more than that..."

The fortune teller sauntered away with his hands behind his back, leaving only a shiny forehead.

Soon, he stood up behind Lin Fan again, with the old god standing there.

But at this moment, no one dares to despise the divine fortune teller!

This bitch is a ruthless person!

Many people are secretly muttering in their hearts and warning themselves not to provoke him.

In terms of cultivation, although Shen Suanzi is in the distraction stage, in the eyes of these elite disciples of the Holy Land, he is really not that high.

But... he can still calculate, so he needs more attention.

What's even more outrageous is that this guy is extremely ruthless and will attack whenever he disagrees...

Who would want to provoke such a ruthless person who can pinch and calculate?

Maybe even if someone comes to your future, where will they dig a hole waiting for you?

…

"Ha ha ha ha!"

Zou Hu laughed loudly, touched the top of his forehead, and said from afar: "Fortunate God, your temperament is to my liking, not bad, really good!"

"If you say you have a bloody disaster, you will have a bloody disaster, hahaha!"

…

He is not afraid at all. As the Holy Son of Nine Dragons, why should he be afraid of a Buddhist disciple?

Even if the Holy Son of Ten Thousand Buddhas Sect is here, he still dares to fight!

Listening to Zou Hu's loud laughter, Dan Chengzi and the others couldn't help but sigh deeply.

"Senior Brother Divine Fortune Teller, you really have a perfect plan~!"

At this moment, even Fan Jianqiang was extremely emotional.

What is the ultimate strategy? This is the ultimate strategy!

If you have a bloody disaster, you will have a bloody disaster. If you don't, I will give you a bloody disaster!

We should learn from the role models of our generation...

Fan Jianqiang thought about it secretly and felt that he should study hard and carry forward this spirit.

However, they did not know that the person they admired at the moment - the divine fortune teller - admired Lin Fan even more!

Originally, he could only rely on his own wit to compete with the Buddha. Even if he would not lose, he would not win.

At most it would end in a draw, for which he had already been prepared.

But as a result, during the 'game', I suddenly heard a spiritual message from 'Qi Zixiao', and then...

He realized it!

"This is the highest level of deduction and divination!"

The fortune teller murmured in his heart, feeling that he had made a fortune.

This is simply a brand new idea, which opens the door to a new world for him! From now on, won't he be able to travel in the sky?

This guy feels so happy.

"Thank you, Your Highness."

He spoke softly, ignoring the confusion from Fatty Dan and the others.

"It doesn't matter."

Lin Fan chuckled, and then suddenly said loudly: "Masters of the Ten Thousand Buddhas Sect, your Buddhist disciples are in a bloody disaster, do you want to stand up for them?"

"If you want to get ahead, set up a charter, but don't stab someone in the back after being on board for a while."

"Amitabha."

A great monk stepped forward, clasped his hands, and chanted Buddhist principles: "Sage Qi, our Ten Thousand Buddhas Sect is a pure place of Buddhism, how could we do such a thing?"

"He is just a lay Buddhist, and he deserves to suffer this calamity. Naturally, we will not force ourselves to come forward..."

"That's the best."

Lin Fan responded softly.

But Fatty Dan couldn't stand it and cursed in a low voice: "What kind of Buddhist pure place? I think these guys are really shameless."

"I knew that this Buddhist disciple was not a good character, but I deceived him into becoming a Buddhist disciple. However, I was afraid of being ruined by this guy, so I gave him the title of a lay Buddhist disciple..."

"WTF?!"

"The Buddha said that all living beings are equal. Maybe in their eyes, people with poor character can still be transformed?"

Lin Fan didn't think there was anything wrong with this, but...it was impossible for him to have the slightest fondness for that Buddhist disciple.

At this moment, the people from Dayan Holy Land have also arrived, but their saint son and saint girl have not come either.

then……

time flies.

There has never been much movement in the coffin, but no one has ever come to the last holy land, the Beidou Holy Land in the Northern Wasteland...

"Beidou is absent?"

Many monks were curious.

The strength of the Beidou Holy Land is not weak, and they always like to strive for the top, but this time, no one has come until now, which can't help but feel strange.

After all, many first-class and even some second-class disciples have arrived here. Beidou is a holy land, but it is indifferent?

Don't like the baby here?

It doesn’t make sense, even though people from the other six holy places have come, Beidou has not yet reached the point of transcending all the holy places!

The next day...

The sky is getting brighter.

There was still no movement in the huge coffin. Lin Fan looked at it, but he couldn't help but sigh softly...

"Originally I wanted to go in and have a look, but now it seems that I am afraid that this opportunity will have to be left to our saintess, but...it's the same, anyway, I can see her experience again then."

"Then, prepare to travel through time."

…

Buzz…

The invisible fluctuations even eluded the detection of the sky-gazing mirror, making it impossible for others to detect it.

And between the opening and closing of Qi Zixiao's eyes, the person...soul has been changed back.

The strange environment in front of him and the gathering of a large number of geniuses made Qi Zixiao a little surprised, but that was all.

Her expression remained unchanged, her jade hand gently touched the sky mirror, and many scenes came to her instantly.

In the past three days, Lin Fan had vivid memories of all the things she had experienced, and they were all 'super-fast playback'. Therefore, in just a few minutes, she figured out all the ins and outs.

"It turns out that it's not a treasure, but a secret realm. And does this secret realm seem to be the tomb of an ancient demon?"

"However, these are not big problems. The problem is that that guy..."

In the eyes of others, Qi Zixiao's face was cold, as if his mind was peaceful and he had not thought about anything.

But in fact, at this moment, she was feeling depressed and grinding her teeth like crazy!

What did she see?!

That guy actually taught a fortune teller... a sure-fire way to tell fortunes?!

What a sure-fire way to win!

That's obviously a trick and a helpless method, right?!

Although it has not been made public, at least Shen Suanzi knows that this is what he has 'taught'. Hasn't the image of the saint in Shen Suanzi's mind... completely collapsed?!

"Damn it!!!"

"This damn guy, can't he protect the image of this saint? If this continues, will this saint still have any image at all?!"

She gritted her teeth and felt depressed.

Then... after thinking about it for a long time, I suddenly realized that I seemed to have no 'image' left at some point.

It’s not that I’m ugly, I’m embarrassed to meet people, or anything like that, it’s just that my behavior has already become ‘biased’...

It's not just a little bit off, but it's a million miles off, completely opposite to what I used to be!
Chapter completed!