The old storyteller's face suddenly became very calm.
He has realized that this handsome young master will never leave easily. Otherwise, today's fate will have to be handed down here. The old man said: "Sir, do you want to hear the story of Xu Tiandi? Xu Tiandi
, named Qiankun, nicknamed Jiuyouzi. He lived for more than 700 years. He died in the ancestor's ancestral hall on the mountain behind the Samsara Peak of the Shushan Sword Sect in the past in Mount Emei. He did not die at the end of his life, but was killed by others.
.As the young master said, Xu Tiandi is proficient in hexagrams, physiognomy, bone touching, dream interpretation, and destiny. He can know the three lives of a person's past and the three lives of his future." "In his later years, Xu Tiandi adopted a baby girl as his granddaughter.
, named Xiaoya, was Xu Xiaoya, the ghost fairy who later became famous in the three realms. The ghost fairy followed Xu Tiandi for more than 20 years, but it was a pity that Xu Tiandi died before he could pass on what he had learned to the ghost fairy.
In the hands of evildoers, only the Ghost Immortal Tiangang Divine Calculation and a small part of the Divine Machine Nine Calculations were taught. As for the Reincarnation Tianyan Technique, which is comparable to these two major deduction and thaumaturgy techniques, it has not been passed down."
"No one knew where Xu Tiandi came from. It wasn't until a naughty boy Yun Xiaoxie came out of the blue and had several encounters with Xu Tiandi that the world knew that there was such a learned old man in the world of mortals..."
Hua Wuyou interrupted the old storyteller and continued, "Don't say this is useless, I just want to know, what is your relationship with Xu Tiandi?"
The old storyteller shook his head and said, "It doesn't matter."
Hua Wuyou asked: "Where did you learn the Tiangang Divine Arithmetic from?" The old storyteller said: "I told you that I don't know the Tiangang Divine Arithmetic, it's just a trick to make a living. Why do you think I know the legendary arithmetic?
The divine fortune-telling of Tiangang? If I had known this magic, I would not have lived in such a miserable state.
It’s hard to have enough food and clothing for three meals.”
Hua Wuyou seemed to have lost his patience. His calm eyes suddenly turned murderous, and a strong wind blew on the ground around him.
Pedestrians on the street were all embarrassed by the strong wind. Several stalls facing the street were shaken by the mysterious strong wind, and their products were scattered all over the floor.
It's strange that in such a violent wind, the three ancient coins on the table are still spinning, and they don't seem to be disturbed in any way. Hua Wuyou said slowly: "You are the first one to let me work with you.
A person who has asked this question three times, I will ask you one last time, what is your relationship with Xu Tiandi? If you don’t tell me, I will be very angry. Once I am angry, this city will be razed.
For the ground." The old storyteller was blown away by the strong wind and could not open his eyes. He reluctantly opened his mouth and said: "Senior Xu Tiandi is a master of physiognomy. It has been more than 24,000 years ago. How can I have anything to do with him?
Well. The young master is an immortal, why are you with us?
These little people can't live with it, even if you kill everyone in Xifeng City, I still have nothing to do with Xu Tiandi."
The corner of Hua Wuyou's mouth moved, and suddenly countless explosions rang out across the street. At least hundreds of mortals' bodies exploded in the air.
Since all the young disciples have joined the army or served as corvees, more than 70% of the people in the city are women.
Hua Wuyou killed without blinking an eye, and was called the Flower Butcher in the heaven. With just a thought, he killed hundreds of women and hundreds of men.
This bustling street turned bloody in an instant, with many limbs and arms broken, and screams of terror soon began, with countless people running for their lives.
The old storyteller stood up slowly. When he saw the countless corpses on the street, the corners of his mouth twitched, and his eyes were full of shock and pain.
Like Ye Xiaochuan, he is a person who values human life very seriously.
Hua Wuyou said: "I won't ask you a fourth time. If you still don't tell me, I will make the whole city turn into Shura Hell in an instant."
The old storyteller slowly sat down again and said hoarsely: "Why are you bothering?"
Hua Wuyou said: "The origin of Tiangang Divine Calculation and the origin of Xu Tiandi have always been a big mystery. I am the son of God, and I do not allow secrets that I do not know, so I must find out."
The old storyteller sighed and said: "Okay, okay, I will tell you the secrets of Xu Tiandi's lineage that you want to know. I just ask you not to kill innocent people indiscriminately again."
Hua Wuyou's aura slowly dissipated, and the surrounding strong wind gradually subsided, but the streets had undergone earth-shaking changes. The old storyteller slowly said: "Tiangang Divine Calculation, Divine Machine Nine Calculations, Reincarnation Tianyan Technique,
These three great miraculous arts for deducing the way of heaven were all created by the human king Fuxi and have been passed down to future generations for millions of years. During these long years, the three great miraculous arts were only used in a small area.
It was not until the time of Wood God, 160,000 years ago, that the three great magic arts reappeared in the world." "The three great magic arts that reappeared in the world at that time were only short-lived.
The disappearance of the three great magic arts also disappeared. Another 140,000 years later, Xu Tiandi appeared in the world out of thin air. The mystery of the three great magic arts was revealed to few people.
Several people solved it. Young Master, don't you want to ask me about my relationship with Xu Tiandi? I really have nothing to do with him, but I know where he comes from, he is the keeper of the tomb."
Hua Wuyou said: "Guardian of the mausoleum? Whose tomb is guarding?"
The old storyteller said: "Muzi is strange."
Hua Wuyou's expression changed for the first time, and a glimmer of light flashed in his eyes.
Mu Ziqi, the Wood God! Hua Wuyou said slowly: "As far as I know, the Wood God's tomb is in Kunlun Wonderland. Kunlun Wonderland has long been closed. It was Qin Feng who accidentally broke through the barrier later and discovered
The Kunlun Wonderland that has been lost for many years. In terms of time, Xu Tiandi appears
The time in the human world was at least six hundred years earlier than the time when Qin Feng broke through the space barrier." The old storyteller shook his head slightly and said: "Although the entrance to Kunlun Wonderland is closed, it is not sealed. In the Kingdom of Heavenly Lady,
For a long time before entering Kunlun Wonderland, there were people living in Kunlun Wonderland. In order to save the Yunyun from the three realms, the Wood God
After the death of all living beings, he was respected by the three worlds for eternity. At that time, a group of people swore to stay in the burial place of the Wood God for generations to come, guarding the Wood God's mausoleum, and deducing the three magic arts of heaven. It was among this group of people that they spread
came down.
As time goes by, the descendants of the tomb guardian have almost all died out in the tens of thousands of years. In the next tens of thousands of years, the tomb guardian can only open the sealed entrance and enter the mortal world to look for new tomb guardians.
.Xu Tiandi is the last tomb-keeper in Kunlun Wonderland. He appeared in the human world out of thin air. It was not by chance, but because he was older and came to the human world to look for new tomb-keepers. He found the ghost immortal, but unfortunately he has not yet surrendered.
If Nang Xiang is taught, he will die.
, so much so that even the ghosts and immortals don’t know her grandfather’s secret. Young Master, this is what I want to know about the origins of Xu Tiandi and Tiangang Divine Calendar. They are all trivial matters. For such a trivial matter, I killed several people.