"God, I wrote a word, and I asked heaven to tell it." Someone came forward, and they found that the fortune teller didn't pay for it, and the old woman didn't say that she wanted to pay for it. She just came, and it seemed that she didn't need to pay for it.
That can be calculated.
Lu Yin looked around and saw the character "王", which was exactly the person's surname.
"It's your last name and it's your wish, but after all, you can't match the blood relationship."
"How could it be? I am also a member of the Wang family."
"You're not."
"impossible."
"When you compete for the position of the head of the family, someone will use this to kick you out of the house. You will get nothing. If you step back, the sea and the sky will be brighter."
"I don't believe it. I am a member of the Wang family. The position of head of the family must belong to me. My brother is just a playboy. He knows nothing and knows nothing about business. Why should I let him inherit?"
Lu Yin said no more.
Immediately afterwards, people kept writing to ask Lu Yin to tell fortunes. Lu Yin saw all kinds of lives. Some people were born rich, but had many disasters. Some people were born poor, but had good luck. Birth does not mean everything, and luck only means everything.
At the moment, what he saw most was dissatisfaction.
That's why we have hard work, determination, faith, etc.
These people may succeed or fail, but they never regret it.
He also saw that rich and powerful people were willing to do good and charity, and a few words of advice could change someone's life.
Seeing the dark life of a person full of evil, he eradicated it casually. As soon as it appeared in front of him, he responded to the word fate that practitioners should not interfere in the affairs of mortals? He didn't care, he did whatever he wanted, and drifted along the river, no matter how easy it was.
In the blink of an eye, two years have passed. In these two years, Lu Yin has lived a very peaceful life. He has seen all kinds of things in the world, tasted the fireworks of the world, ordinary people pursue profit, cultivators follow their circumstances, and he has settled down one by one.
In the past two years, he has written the word "安" many times. If you meditate, you can calm the world, the infinity of heaven and earth, and the vicissitudes of the universe.
He knew what he was trying to make up for, to make up for his debt to himself, to make up for the missing part of Lu Yin and Lu Xiaoxuan, to make up for a person's naturally happy nature.
This is the step he must take to enter the beginning, and it is also the hardship in the future.
Two years, for a cultivator, flies by in the blink of an eye. It is impossible to change his state of mind and completely make up for it in two years. He still has a long way to go.
Since the rapid increase in combat power has caused him to lose his state of mind, he will have to embark on a path to the beginning that is different from everyone else. This path is enough to shake the sky.
…
In the sea of ye, Qinglian Shangyu looked into the distance. No one knew what he was looking at, because what he saw could not be seen by others.
"In two years, I have stolen some, and finally there are changes. I am really looking forward to what you can bring to this universe."
…
Shocked by his thoughts, Lu Siyu's face appeared in front of Lu Yin's eyes.
Lu Yin was lying on the bamboo raft, leisurely and at ease. He left another city and was heading to the next one.
"Where are you?"
"None of your business."
"It's so leisurely. The Spring and Autumn Slips were destroyed. Do you know how many people in the Jiuxiao Universe were shocked? All the major forces sent people to check, and many people came to my Silin Sword Gate to ask about the situation. It's annoying to death."
Lu Yin was amused: "Even if this hadn't happened, the threshold of your family would have been breached."
"Humph, that's right. I am naturally beautiful, and there are many people who like me." Lu Siyu said proudly, with a straight face: "I am contacting you this time to tell you that Sixth Sister's conditions have come up."
Lu Yin raised his eyebrows, his leisure time was gone: "What are the conditions?"
Lu Siyu looked solemn: "Take Jian Hong safely to the Sixth Night Pillar."
Lu Yin was confused: "Jian Hong?"
"That's the person." Lu Siyu took out the portrait and showed it to Lu Yin.
"Where is this person now?"
"have no idea."
"I don't know? How can I find it?"
"I don't know, and neither does Sixth Sister. You can find it yourself. It depends on your ability."
"Then what's wrong with this guy?"
"I don't know anything, and Sixth Sister didn't say anything. I just want you to take Jianhong safely to the Sixth Night Pillar. This condition must not be known to outsiders, let alone have anything to do with Sixth Sister. Can you do it?"
Lu Yin was speechless: "I found that you seven fairies are very dark, and each of them has an ulterior purpose. You were like this, Ming Xiaolong was like this, and you still are."
Lu Siyu rolled his eyes: "It's up to you anyway."
Lu Yin let out a breath.
On the bank of the river, someone shouted, asking Lu Yin to tell his fortune.
Lu Siyu heard this and was surprised: "Fortune telling? When did you tell your fortune?"
"I just learned it."
"Does anyone still believe this these days?"
"You don't believe it?"
"nonsense."
"Your master is the most capable fortune teller."
Lu Siyu bared his teeth: "Don't insult my master, my master is called cause and effect."
"Similarly, I also calculate cause and effect."
"Blow it, just do it."
"If you want to blow it, ask your father."
"I won't talk to you anymore, Sixth Sister, this matter is very important. When Lao Lu wanted to participate in the competition for the Silin Sword Head, Sixth Sister specially sent someone to bring the sword intention. I hope you can do it."
Lu Yin ended the call, and Jian Hong's portrait floated in the void.
Jian Hong? This name is a bit interesting.
"God, please do the math for me. I've finished writing." The person on the shore shouted.
Lu Yin waved his hand: "Close the stall for now, please come early next time." After saying that, the people and the raft disappeared.
The people on the shore opened their mouths wide, but it was gone. It was a step too late.
Sometimes, being a little late is fate.
In the starry sky, Lu Yin raised his eyes, his consciousness was released and spread out, sweeping in all directions in an instant, spreading endlessly.
This is the first time that he has released his consciousness so unscrupulously in the Jiuxiao Universe, just to find Jian Hong.
Most cultivators cannot feel the surroundings. Only those who have reached the level of sequence rules can feel it slightly, and those who have reached the beginning state can feel being swept by consciousness.
Lu Yin did not hide anything, was unscrupulous and fearless.
The consciousness spreads crazily. If you look down from the sky, you can see that Lu Yin's consciousness is centered on himself and spreads toward the east region at an extremely fast speed.
Each cultivator was startled and looked up into the sky: "Who? Whose consciousness is so terrifying?"
Some families simply asked everyone to return and not go out.
The strong casual cultivators hidden in the deep mountains and old forests only felt horrified, and their scalps were numb the moment their consciousness swept over them.
Lu Yin's consciousness is enough to spread to the entire consciousness universe. No matter how big the Jiuxiao Universe is, it can still spread to the entire Eastern Region.
But before it spread far, he found Jian Hong.
Since Jian Hong was going to the Sixth Night Pillar, Lu Yin naturally focused on exploring the direction to the Sixth Night Pillar and finally found it.
Lu Yin's consciousness found Jian Hong, and Jian Hong naturally felt it too, but now he had no time to think too much, as a powerful enemy appeared in front of him.
Ever since he left the Seventh Night Pillar two years ago, he has been constantly being hunted. In the past two years, he easily killed the enemy instantly, and then the enemy figured out his approximate strength, and sent more and more targeted experts.
Not only that, he also hired killers and used various despicable methods to make him tired of dealing with it, so that he failed to reach the Sixth Occult Pillar for two years.
The Seventh Night Pillar will not send anyone to help. He originally took the initiative to fight for this trip, and not everyone within the Seventh Night Pillar is leaning towards the Sixth Night Pillar.
If he can reach the Sixth Occult Pillar alive, everything will be fine. If he can't reach it, there are ways to deal with it.
"There are very many swordsmen in the world. If you get the third one, I want it."
"Nonsense." Jian Hong unsheathed his sword, the wind blew, and in front of him, figures were moving, their footsteps lightly touching the void, each step stepping on the edge of the sword, which shocked Jian Hong: "Sword-pointing step? Are you the old sword-pointing man?
"
"Hehe, little guy, when I was in the sky, your grandfather was not born yet. He was arrogant and had three points of the world's sword power. Even Tai Cang Sword Master dared not say that."
Jian Hong's face was gloomy, and suddenly the sword edge dropped, sinking three points, and did not move.
The figure also hovered in mid-air, staring closely at Jian Hong.
The two were in a stalemate.
Jian Hong tightened his grip on the hilt of the sword, and something was shaking in the basket on his back, which attracted the figure to look at him: "Hand it over, I won't kill you."
"Weren't you already dead?"
"It's just a retreat. It fulfills some people's wishes. Unfortunately, it's not that easy for me to die."
Jian Hong's eyes were cold: "In order to practice some sword steps, you kill kendo masters. All kendo masters in the world should kill you. It is impossible for Fifth Night Pillar to hire you."
"You underestimate Tai Cang Sword Lord. But you don't need to know why I'm here. But you, I've actually wanted to meet you for a long time. I think I'm retreating to the Seventh Night Pillar Sword Pilgrimage Site, so I recognize it.
You have three points of sword power in the world, you underestimate the sword masters in the world." As he said that, the figure dropped a palm. It was obviously a palm, but the body turned over, using the palm to step, and the sword step was also the sword hand, and he slapped it on
On top of the sword's edge, powerful force struck Jian Hong along the sword's edge.
The blade of the sword made a rhythmic sound, making Jian Hong unable to hold it steady. Just as he was about to exert force, the sword flew out of his hand and flew sideways. In front of him, a figure slapped him with his palm.
On the surface of Jian Hong's body, the soul burst out of the door and stood tall in the sky. He was hit by a palm and the door shook, but it failed to penetrate. However, the figure hit dozens of palms one after another, causing Jian Hong to cough up blood.
He had been fighting for two years, and his body was covered with scars. He could not withstand the fierce attack of the figure, so he retreated step by step. Seeing the figure shattering the door, he raised his head, stepped down, and stepped with his sword.
Jian Hong's eyes were sharp, he turned around, his palm swept across, and the wind formed an invisible sword along the direction of the palm. He couldn't see how long it was, nor how wide it was. Wherever there was wind, there was a sword, and one sword came down from the bottom.
When he slashed upward, he was still stepped on. At the moment when the figure crushed the invisible sword edge, he suddenly spit out a mouthful of blood. He looked at Jian Hong in disbelief. His body continued to retreat, and the void was crushed. The aftermath turned into cracks and spread, swallowing
surroundings.
Jianhong vomited blood again and turned pale.
The figure also felt uncomfortable, covering his chest and gritting his teeth: "When?"
Jian Hong sneered: "I really think you can step on the world's kendo with just a few sword steps. Si Lin Sword Head, Tai Cang Sword Master, who among these kendo masters have you stepped on? You can't see the way of kendo clearly at all."
"It's just a dirty trick."
"The wind sword chants. Where there is wind, there is a sword. How can it be despicable? You can have wind in your body."
"Okay, okay, okay, you are worthy of being Jianhong. You can defeat my point sword step. You do have a place in the world of swordsmanship, but you will eventually die. I am not here to compete with you in swordsmanship." After saying that, he took a step forward.
Heading towards Jianhong, a blood tower appeared behind him, shrouding it high.
