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Complaints are complaints, there is still a way to go.
In the past, he could only choose a direction and walk randomly, relying on good luck, but now that he has Taoism, Guo Dong has a new choice.
He took out a few Five Emperors coins and a tortoise shell divination. Because Uncle Jiu, Taoist Master Four Eyes and others, as well as Feng Shui Master Yan Di, were not of the lineage of Mai Shen Xiang who specialized in fortune telling, so although Guo Dong could tell fortunes, he could only tell fortunes.
It can be said that I have a slight understanding of it, and I still do fortune telling for myself, so I can only calculate the approximate positions of good and bad luck, and the gates of life and death.
And walking in the direction of the Dajisheng Gate predicted by divination, Guo Dong came out of the dense forest in about half an hour, but under the moonlight he saw what he least expected to see...
"Holy shit! Is that a mass grave? MMP, isn't it a supernatural world full of monsters and monsters?"
Seeing a dozen or so dilapidated and overgrown graves under the cold moonlight not far away, but with graves and tombstones still distinguishable, Guo Dong's face looked as ugly as if he had just taken a bite of Rexiang.
Then he immediately stopped and stopped walking forward. He kept chanting, and in the middle of his breath, he finished chanting a golden body protection spell and blessed it on his body. Then he held the lightning strike jujube sword in one hand and secretly clasped the ghost exorcism in the other.
Fu secretly mobilized his own merit nuclear bomb, which can be exploded at any time to prepare for any unexpected events.
After being prepared, Guo Dong continued to walk and came to this place where there were only a dozen hastily buried graves and the tombstones were still made of wooden boards.
"Is this the promised auspicious position for birth!?"
Guo Dong turned his eyes and looked around. Doesn't a place like the Graveyard represent something ominous, strange, and dark? When did it become related to Jishi and Shengmen?
If you don’t talk about this, at least you should give me a door, right?
But why is it not only a mass grave, but also a dead valley enclosed on three sides? The only way to leave is the dense forest that you just walked out of!?
"Sure enough, I shouldn't believe how professional a Feng Shui master's divination is!"
Guo Dong was speechless and looked at the sky with tears. After a long while, he sighed. He searched around and found an open space that was not big, but still enough. He found a name from the storage space.
Something called a mosquito.
Don’t get me wrong, Guo Dong didn’t really take out a mosquito, but a one-person mini-helicopter called the Mosquito, which is the lightest and smallest regular helicopter in the world.
Although it only has a single seat, its load capacity is terrible, and it cannot attach any weapons, its speed and climbing height are still acceptable. At least it is basically impossible to find someone like Guo Dong who knows where it will appear.
With a suitable landing pad, this is the most suitable aircraft.
With an empty weight of 116 kilograms, as long as there is no obstruction above the head, as long as it can be put off the plane, and as long as it can withstand the weight of three adults, it can take off and land!
Is there any aircraft more suitable for adventure than this?
"Wait...what is that!?"
After getting into the plane, he just started the engine, and his overwhelming memories began to spin. The headlights in front of him also turned on. Guo Dong was just about to pull the gear lever and go up to the sky. Suddenly, out of the corner of his eye, he saw the monuments of several dilapidated tombs not far away.
Guo Dong couldn't understand what the hell this was, but he knew that after he saw these two tombstones that were toppled and crooked, his heart suddenly palpitated, as if there was some great opportunity.
So Guo Dong immediately stopped the plane, used the plane's searchlight to return to the mass grave, and picked up the tombstone that had fallen on the ground and was blurred.
That is the tombstone of "What ancestor is what? Yazi Tomb".
As he got closer, and looked under the bright light, Guo Dong's eyes suddenly opened as big as a bull's eye, and he subconsciously exclaimed the complete line of large characters on the tombstone: "Grave of Master Wu Yazi"
!?"
I'm noisy!
Tomb of Wuyazi!?
Is this the tombstone of that experienced baby Wu Yazi!?
Who is that guy over there who says, "Inch master, how can I distinguish an oxen or something like a river fuck?"
Guo Dong quickly turned around and looked. Sure enough, it was incomplete due to blurring and falling off of the handwriting after years of neglect. When this line of writing was complete, it should be 'The tomb of Mr. Su Xinghe, the wise teacher and wise debater'!
The tombs of Wu Yazi and Su Xinghe!?
Is this the Deaf and Mute Valley of Leigu Mountain?
Have I arrived in the world of Tian Long Ba Bu?
"Dragon Babu...Sister Immortal, here I come!"
After confirming that this was the world of Tian Long Ba Bu, Guo Dong then thought of his goddess. Although it was just a role played by a goddess, the thought of a sixteen-year-old goddess was irresistible!
What? Duan Yu, that nerd?
Asshole, if he seeks death, labor and management will send him to the West!
Not to mention him, he made the labor and management anxious, and the entire Dali country's labor and management were defeated by him with Katyusha!
wrong!
Just as he stepped one foot into the plane again, Guo Dong suddenly stopped again. He had been patronizing the sixteen-year-old goddess before, but now he suddenly realized that... something seemed not right!
Turning around and taking a look, yes, there are tombstones to prove the graves of Wu Yazi and Su Xinghe!
"That's not right! Although Xue Muhua and the Eight Friends of Hangu are not very good at martial arts, their character and loyalty are top-notch. They are definitely not the kind of people who are lazy and wolf-hearted. How could it be possible that after the death of the master, they would just bury them and then no longer be there?
Who cares? Even if you don’t live here all the time and sweep it every day, you still have to come back at least once during the three major ghost festivals and death anniversaries to pay homage and sweep it, right? It’s absolutely impossible for this grave to be so barren..."
Guo Dong's eyes widened again!
"In other words, Xue Muhua and others must be dead now, so wouldn't the story of Tian Long Ba Bu have ended long ago!?"
At this time, Guo Dong had no time to be sad that his 16-year-old goddess was old, and he didn't even know whether she was alive or not. Instead, he was confused about where he should go. He didn't know what dynasty it was in the outside world at this time.
What time period does the story take place in?
After all, the Jin sect of martial arts is of the same origin. Who knows how many years it has been since they were separated and neglected... Hey, the devil really knows!
Guo Dong blinked his eyes: "What a great opportunity! What a great opportunity! It turns out that the family is born in an auspicious position and is in the fortune divination! So that's it! That's it!"
The unknown existence of ghosts, evil spirits, weirdness, resentment, and evil spirits.
But this is for ordinary people. For Guo Dong, a Taoist priest from Maoshan, ghosts are a part of his life!
“It looks like I’m going to live here in Shajiabang forever!”
Guo Dong finally figured out why it was a valley sealed on three sides and a graveyard that had been abandoned for many years. However, the divination he made showed that it was still very auspicious, and that he had good luck and good luck.
According to the hexagram?
It turns out that I have encountered the inheritance of Xiaoyao Sect!
"Eye of Heaven! Open!"
Thinking of this, Guo Dong opened the Sky Eye that he had extracted before without saying a word. Suddenly a light flashed between his eyebrows, and a bright golden vertical eye emerged from a golden thread. He slowly opened it and turned into
An eye of heaven and earth that can see through yin and yang and see through illusion!
The scene you see after opening your heavenly eye is very different from just now!
Originally there were only a dozen or so lonely graves, which were still deserted, still overgrown with weeds, and so quiet that there was not even a ray of wind in the valley. Unexpectedly, under the eyes of the sky, there was actually a brightly lit ghost dwelling, with several male ghosts.
He was in awe of his plane, which was constantly circling around him. Several ghosts were talking about him, and there were more than a dozen ghost servants dressed like old farmers walking around nearby.
But what caught Guo Dong's attention the most was an elderly male ghost with a strange smile on his face sitting on a stone table not far away, and another man with his legs crossed, with two ropes on his back that went straight to the sky and disappeared into the night.
The older male ghost.
Su Xinghe died after being hit by Three Smiles!
Wu Yazi, who had broken his leg for forty years and was hanging in mid-air by a rope!
"Sixth, come and see, this kid has an eye on his forehead!"
"You have eyes on your forehead? Let Fifth Brother see it. He is a doctor and I am a craftsman! I will study what this thing is used for!"
"Where, where? Oh my God, there really is an eye on my forehead! Why didn't I see it just now?"
Seeing these ghosts who were suspected to be the Eight Friends of Hangu wandering around him, and constantly commenting like monkeys at the zoo, Guo Dong really wanted to kill these guys with a ghost-killing curse.
However, thinking about the inheritance of the Xiaoyao Sect that he might obtain, Guo Dong could only silently ignore these eight guys, walked up to the two old ghosts Wu Yazi and Su Xinghe, clasped his hands and bowed:
"Guo Dong and Guo Ziliang have met Mr. Wu Yazi and Mr. Congbian!"
Quiet~
In an instant, the valley, which was still a bit bustling with people, suddenly became silent.
"You...you can see us!?"
Su Xinghe, who had always had a weird smile on his face because he was hit by Sanxiaoxiaoyaosan, was so frightened that he even lost the weird smile that had been there since his death. And the ghosts who were suspected of being the eight friends of Hangu were even more frightened.
They were so frightened that they didn't even bother to watch Guo Dong, a rare person, and the strange tool that almost flew into the sky just now. Instead, ghostly shadows flashed around Wu Yazi and Su Xinghe with a strong dark wind, and there was a vague feeling.
Bagua Qimen stood still, protecting his master and ancestor in the middle.
"By chance, the boy learned some Maoshan Taoism, so he can see ghosts and gods. But you don't need to panic. The boy did not come to exorcise ghosts. Instead, he made a divination on a whim. The divination shows that there is a chance for the boy here.
, so I came here and found out that this is where your bones are buried, so I opened my eyes and took a bold look!"
To show that he had no ill intentions, Guo Dong waved the Thunderbolt Jujube Sword and the Ghost Exorcist Talisman at the old ghosts. He slightly used some mana to let its power spread out a little, and then put it aside as a sign.
Only after he showed no ill intentions did he explain his intention.
"Opportunity?"
After a group of ghosts looked at each other for a while, suddenly a light flashed in Wu Yazi's eyes: "Yes, it's an opportunity!"
Although Guo Dong was not handsome and handsome, he was not ugly either, and compared to his former disciple named Xu Zhu, he was much more beautiful.
Moreover, when the last of the eight friends of Hangu died, Lingjiu Palace, the last inheritance of the Xiaoyao sect, had been devastated due to the Jin soldiers going south and the Mongols' fall to Xixia.
The inheritance of the Xiaoyao Sect was cut off, and they had no face to meet their ancestors, but they didn't expect that God would really give them a disciple who could communicate with these ghosts today...a living disciple!
The inheritance of the Xiaoyao Sect has been established!