Chapter 152: She didnt break the thread, two-way severing method
"Senior, where are the empress and the others?"
"They are all at the observatory..."
"Have you found Emperor Donghua?"
"That's not true, it's because the Witch Clan has made some moves."
"Witch Clan?"
"Yes, this Witch Clan is not a peaceful master. We all have our hands full..."
Mingyu sat alone in the mountain pavilion, watching the gray-robed Taoist leave in the distance, and listened quietly to the gentle breeze entering the forest, the rustling of the fiery red parasol trees, and the shaking of leaves as they drifted back to dust.
After thinking about it, he released the sleeping little fox hiding in his sleeve robe, held it in his hand and stroked it twice. The red thread on his wrist was tied with the Sansheng Dao Stone, dragging it one by one.
"How many people did you bring with you that day?" There was a hint of curiosity in the voice.
"Don't you know who you are destined to be?" This voice was full of emotions, anger, shame, dissatisfaction, and pride...
"Oh, don't tell me. Come on, let me teach you a game." Mingyu took off the red thread and showed a kind smile.
The little matchmaker shook her head desperately and grabbed Mingyu's hand, "No, no, no, I don't want to learn, just go away..."
"No, this game is very simple. It is very suitable for the red line of marriage and is very helpful for cultivating Taoism."
Mingyu moved on his own, like a skilled craftsman showing off his skills. The red silk thread danced in the air, threading it back and forth.
"Don't look at it." The little matchmaker covered her eyes with her hands.
"This is a concentric knot."
"This is a wishful knot."
"this is……"
The little matchmaker was very resistant at first.
Then she discovered...this can really enlighten me!!
Just... just... very...
"Slow down!"
The little matchmaker kept her mouth shut and looked through the gaps between her fingers. It turned out that Mingyu's hand speed was so fast that she couldn't see clearly, so she had to jump to his side and grab his hand again.
Mingyu stared into her eyes with a half-smile, "So, you held her hand?"
The little matchmaker's eyes showed a guilty conscience, a bit evasive, but the various knots tied with the red silk thread in front of her were really useful, and I really wanted to learn them!
"Take it..." His lips moved lightly, as quietly as a mosquito's sound.
"And she didn't break it?"
"It probably didn't stop."
The matchmaker was not sure, but the feedback from that direction was indeed positive.
"It can be pulled and untied, right?" The young man smiled brightly, showing his white teeth.
Danger, danger, very dangerous!
The little matchmaker shrank and couldn't help but take a few steps back. She lowered her head and didn't dare to look at Mingyu, and tapped each other with her index fingers.
"No...don't know."
"You don't know?" The voice rose an octave, and the breeze in the sycamore forest died down.
"You are the spirit of the red thread, and you use your magical powers. You say you don't know?"
"I don't know, I just don't know. I just wanted to give it a try. It was also my first time to use that magical power. Moreover, she is too special. She is different from others. Her mental strength is terrifying. She doesn't want to give up. What can I do?
?” The little matchmaker broke the pot and simply pointed it out.
Mingyu was silent now, he didn't understand, he really couldn't understand!
If the gray-robed Taoist hadn't awakened him, he would still have been kept in the dark!
By the way, there is also this little girl in front of me!
Mingyu gritted his teeth. This girl was more courageous than he thought. How many people did she lead that day?
"Apart from her, who else has not broken up..." Mingyu held the Sansheng Stone in his hand to prevent the little matchmaker from hiding away.
The little matchmaker stopped, her magic power stagnating, and she helplessly replied: "It's really gone. Except for her, everyone else has cut off the red thread."
As she said this, the little matchmaker felt a dull pain in her heart. It was such an unlucky day that this guy was destined to be with someone who was destined to be more terrifying than the last.
Mingyu breathed a sigh of relief and then asked: "The thread is tied at both ends, but I can't break it even if she keeps trying?"
"Ah?" The little matchmaker looked at him blankly.
Are you serious?
"Actually, if you keep doing it, you should be able to get a lot of benefits."
Marriage is tied by a thin thread. In theory, the two people involved can share invisible luck and other things. However, Mingyu is not as good as the other party in terms of cultivation and aura, so under the mountains and ravines, Mingyu can be together.
The jade is high.
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It's just that the matchmaker wanted to find a weaker matchmaker through the red thread that day, and steal his energy to counterattack this guy Mingyu.
"Preach the law, I'll kill it." Mingyu took out the Yin Yang Sword, sat cross-legged on the ground, and the Three Lives Stone illuminated the Three Lives.
It's just that his past life and next life are all blank, with only a solitary body in this world reflecting on the stone.
"I have never beheaded. I will pass this magical power on to you, and you will realize it on your own."
The little matchmaker saw Mingyu's posture and knew his determination, so she put her green-white fingers on his forehead.
"Do you really want to behead me? It will definitely hurt."
If she were to cut it off by force, it would probably be similar to the backlash she received in the first place. After all, when she created her magical power, she used it very smoothly, and she had not yet developed a method to cut off marriage in both directions.
Mingyu rolled his eyes at her angrily. The cause and effect was a matter of chaos. If he didn't cut it off as soon as possible, he was afraid that the trouble would be even greater!
"As the spirit of the red thread of marriage, you don't know how to kill a marriage in both directions. Tell me, what else can you do?" Mingyu's words were full of contempt.
The little matchmaker was furious, "You...you...don't scold me!"
"Hey, I really don't know how you were born with intelligence. You are so stupid."
Mingyu endured the turmoil in his heart and continued to express negative emotions to share the pressure.
"You're stupid, you're stupid!" The little matchmaker stamped her feet angrily, her pretty face flushed with sullenness, and she yelled filial piety to Mingyu.
"Now the red line of marriage is in your hands. Don't tell me that you don't realize it. Marriage is a matter of marriage. Look for it.
This is a treasure that is good for marriage but not good for separation. The marriage is established, but it can be tied but cannot be broken, and it is difficult to part with it.
I am a soul with a red thread of marriage, why should I think about ways to cut off the relationship when I have nothing to do?!"
Mingyu was grinning in pain now, why did he care about this, and said angrily:
"You are so arrogant, but you are still not convinced that you are stupid. The red thread of marriage is indeed the most precious treasure in finding a marriage, but isn't it possible that there will be times when it is wrong?
Everything has a cause and a result, and any knot must be solved. You study magical powers by yourself and only consider half of them, killing or burying them. If you are not stupid, who is stupid?"
"Why are you yelling?! My killing technique was originally meant to kill you. Anyway, the cause and effect, the marriage, are bound to you and the person you are destined to be. At most, I will suffer some backlash."
The little matchmaker crossed her arms, kept her mouth shut, glared at Mingyu angrily, and said: "You are so powerful, if you have the ability, you can research the method of killing two-way marriage by yourself!"
If you find out, I will..."
"cut!"
Concentrating his mind, he wielded the Yin Yang Sword three times.
On his ring finger, a thin red silk thread broke and floated down.
Mingyu pointed out, and the flames burned the red thread to ashes.
"What did you just say?" The young man wiped the sweat from his forehead. His white teeth looked so dazzling in the sunlight.
"I...I didn't say anything!" The little matchmaker reneged on her debt and turned around to return to the red line of marriage.
A big hand clasped her shoulder firmly.
…………
In the ancestral witch hall, a beautiful lady dressed in royal attire raised the corners of her mouth and held half a piece of silk thread in her hand.
"Sister, why don't you talk anymore?" Zhu Rong was listening with great interest. He really didn't expect that the girl didn't have a soul, and he really understood the old way.
Not only did I understand it, but I also gave the Wu clan a great gift!
All the ancestral witches looked at Hou Tu expectantly. This time, even Di Jiang sat under Hou Tu and listened to her story.
Hou Tu came to his senses and smiled, "Let's continue."
Outside Pangu Hall, twelve large flags are arranged in twelve directions.