Chapter 14 The Temple of the Mountain, the Infernal Hell
Wutai Mountain, Gaohuai Town.
Every household in the town stayed in a closed door, for fear of causing trouble to those who practice the truth.
On the street, there were demons dancing, monks, Taoists, beggars, and crazy men... all kinds of ferocious spirits and evil spirits were walking around in an extremely arrogant manner, and their popularity was much more lively than the last Wutai Mountain Market.
On both sides of the street, there are all kinds of monk stalls.
Of course, most of the transaction goods are garbage, and with Wei Dongliu's eyes now, he doesn't even look down on anything.
Jiang Lian was very excited, holding Wei Dongliu's arm and looking around. Feitian Yasha followed behind him, wearing a black robe, extremely low-key.
The reason why Witch Jiang was asked to hold her arms was not because Wei Dongliu was greedy for her beauty, but because she wanted to maintain a mysterious character. Many things that were inconvenient to say and inconvenient to do could be handed over to her concubines-
That is, let Witch Jiang disguise himself as his concubine.
Anyway, many people in the Demon Sect would bring one or two concubines with them. Wei Dongliu did this to be considered a local custom.
"Master." Jiang Witch snuggled up to his chest and said sweetly, "The stall of Lingxiu Mountain Sect is next to the well at the end of this street."
"Where is the Six Paths of Dharma Assembly?" Wei Dongliu said that I was not interested in my disciple's pills. You can go and buy them for me later.
What I care about is the clues of the Six Paths of Dharma Assembly and the Hell Path!
Jiang Wunu understood what he meant. She was helpless about the fact that she was obviously not the head of Tongxuan Sect, but was forced to take care of her two apprentices.
However, he needed to use the name of Old Pirate Wei to save his life, so he could only let him do it.
"The Dharma Assembly was held in the open space behind the mountain temple not far away." Jiang Witch said in a low voice, "It's just that at least you need the Golden Pill Realm to enter."
"Let me go." Wei Dongliu ordered.
Jiang Lian was slightly stunned, and immediately thought of countless possibilities.
Sure enough! This old thief Wei really couldn't be a foundation-building cultivator!
Now I finally don’t pretend, right? So in fact, are you a Jindan realm cultivator? Or a Nascent Soul realm? Could it be that you are actually an immortal level!
The two walked towards the mountain temple and were suddenly stopped by a stranger on the roadside.
"Do you want to tell fortunes?" said the fortune teller holding a cloth banner and smiled at Wei Dongliu, and suddenly his expression stern, "Oh, fellow Taoist, I see that there is a faint black air in your heaven, this is a sign of blood light!
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"Mr. Jian, what are you doing?" Jiang Witch said in a low voice to Wei Dongliu, "Although this Mr. Jian is from the Jian family in Qingzhou, he is really not good at calculating."
"It is said that even in the Jian family in Qingzhou, most of the tribesmen were ashamed to admit his existence, and felt that he was always cheating outside."
"What is a bad skill? What is a cheating? Nonsense!" said the fortune teller with three inches of beard and dissatisfied, "The old Taoist is just used to saying things people like to listen to. If they understand it wrongly, it means that the old Taoist's calculation result is wrong.
Is it?"
"Then you are right!" Jiang Witch sneered, "If you have the ability, do you dare to calculate on the spot? What is my future marriage?"
"Why don't you dare?" The fortune teller raised his right hand, pressed his knuckles a few times, and suddenly said, "Fellow Daoist Jiang, you will have a death disaster in the future!"
"Nonsense." Jiang Lian whispered, "Who is not under the sect of Fairy Caimo? Don't talk about those nonsense, just talk about the marriage."
"It's marriage." The fortune teller deliberately elongated his voice, "Are you sure you want to calculate this?"
"Fellow Daoist Wei, don't talk too much to this trash old Taoist..." Jiang Witch acted to pull Wei Dongliu away. The fortune teller hurriedly said, "Okay, OK, I'll calculate it!"
He pointed at Jiang Li An and said:
"I said you have a death disaster, but it's not without a reason. Your death disaster and your marriage complement each other."
"Once your marriage comes, your death disaster will not be far away. But if your marriage is completed, you have to go through that death disaster."
"It makes sense!" Jiang Witch clapped her hands and said mockingly, "If my marriage is not successful, it is said that it is because the death disaster is not saved; if my death disaster is not reached, it is said that it is because the marriage has not come. Your statement is really impeccable
!Word of words, right?"
"I'll just say it!" The fortune teller was furious, "If you say it nicely, you have to misunderstand it; if you don't say it nicely, you don't believe it!"
He leaned on the bamboo pole of the banner on the ground a few times, then turned around and left angrily.
"Fellow Daoist Wei, let's go." Jiang Lian said with a smile.
"Flying Yaksha." Wei Dongliu thought for a moment, and suddenly said, "You should accompany fellow Taoist Jiang first to buy Gan Lin Zhenlu."