Zhuang Ling smiled with her eyebrows crooked, she held the Overlord Spear, stood calmly on the spot, and said meaningfully: "Fellow Daoist Zhao is so sincere!"
Is this guy serious about talking to her?
Then why doesn't he put his weapon away?
Did he think that with the sword on his back, he would no longer be aggressive?
Zhao Wende couldn't help but frowned when he heard the sarcasm in her words.
When he saw her eyes staring directly at the snake-shaped curved sword he held behind his back, he clearly changed the subject.
"Ahahaha...Zhao treats his fellow Taoist with sincerity and sincerity. He has never asked his fellow Taoist's name, but he doesn't even know his last name!"
At this time, Zhao Wende pretended to be kind and amiable on the surface, secretly holding the fingertips of the sword hilt with his hands behind his back, but he quietly hooked and hooked, quietly signaling to his younger brother who was hiding behind and waiting for an opportunity to attack, to grab his brother who was lying on the ground helplessly. The strong man who got up was used as a hostage.
At the same time, Zhao Wude was hiding in the bushes. After seeing his brother's gesture, he nodded understandingly.
Then he quietly sneaked up to Wen Liang, and with a fierce tiger attack, he suppressed Wen Liang who was lying on the ground and was about to resist, and pressed the semicircular hook blade that was no longer than an arm's length into Wen Liang's throat!
The sharp tip of the blade, during Wen Liang's unyielding struggle, made a slender cut in the skin covered with blood!
Zhao Wude didn't care about Wen Liang's injuries, as long as he survived, he raised his head and called out, "Brother, I've restrained him!"
Zhuang Ling heard this and turned to look at the short man holding Wen Liang hostage. The expression on her face became calm and unruffled, as if Wen Liang's life and death had nothing to do with her. She casually glanced at her brother who was about to threaten her with Wen Liang. both.
As she expected, Zhao Wende watched his brother's actions with satisfaction. Changed from his humble attitude not long ago, he waved the snake-shaped curved sword hidden behind his back towards her with a ferocious smile that showed he was sure of victory.
"Young Master, please don't cause trouble, lest you accidentally harm the peace. We are not interested in money, and we will never take your lives. Please come with my two brothers!"
Zhuang Ling held the Overlord Spear with one hand and stretched it out forward. Then she let go of her fingertips and dropped the Overlord Spear. She said with a leisurely smile: "Fellow Daoist Zhao, don't be impatient. I'll just listen to the next words for now. It's not too late to make a decision."
Zhao Wende looked at her as if he were looking at a fish flapping on the chopping board. When he suddenly saw her putting down her weapon sensibly, he said with a good temper: "My friend, please tell me."
Zhuang Ling's eyes flashed slightly, and her smile became a little more real.
Since he is willing to go down the steps, she is going to deceive others!
Zhuang Ling leaned forward and clasped her fists, saying: "Fellow Daoist Zhao is determined to make friends with you next time, but I wonder if we can still do it now?"
Zhao Wende thought that she wanted to beg for mercy when he saw something was wrong. He raised his hand and stroked the goatee on his chin, smiling kindly, but his eyes were full of calculations.
"It's true, I appreciate my talent, and I had a great time chatting with my little friend. I will definitely find a good place for my little friend!"
Zhuang Ling straightened up slowly, put down her hands in salute, and replied with a smile: "You're welcome, Fellow Daoist Zhao."
Zhao Wende's name for himself changed again and again. It was clear that he felt that he was sure to hold her.
However, she and Wen Liang were not accomplices, otherwise he might have succeeded.
The reason why it is possible, not certain, is because she wants to measure the value of gentleness.
Zhuang Ling is not a philanthropist. She will do unprofitable things if asked by anyone. She has no interest in wading into muddy waters.
Thoughts went back and forth a thousand times, but they disappeared in the blink of an eye. She stood erect, with her hands behind her back and a faint smile.
"Fellow Daoist Zhao mentioned his whereabouts to show Wu's sincerity. Wu is willing to do divination for Daoist Zhao without having to pay for it. I wonder if Friend Zhao is interested in hearing about it?"
Zhuang Ling never shoots empty shots. If she dares to speak out, she will be able to cover it up. After all, she is a woman who remembers the context and trends of the plot!
In the articles on immortality she passed through, among the monastic professions involved in monks, in addition to the wide-covering sword cultivation, law cultivation, and physical cultivation, there are also poison cultivation, animal cultivation, weapon cultivation, alchemy cultivation, talisman cultivation, and formation cultivation. Repair, hexagram repair.
Although there is a vast scene here, there are very few cultivators of the hexagram cultivator. There may not be one out of tens of thousands of people. Even if you are lucky enough to be able to get out of the hexagram cultivator, it may not be a big deal. good thing.
This hexagram image, if you don't count it, it will be enough. If you count it, many people will die, and you will have no life to accept it, which is close to the death of the Tao.
This is because fortune tellers need their own destiny as a guide. They use gold turtles and copper coins to deduce worldly affairs, and then ask heaven for directions. Often the body will die and the path will disappear, and they will end up with the secret knowledge.
She has experienced this inhumane vision, because she has read the content of the immortality novel that she traveled through time and still remembers the development trend and the setting tone of each character in the immortality novel. She happens to be a different kind of fortune teller. .
Zhuang Ling had tried to change her fate against the will of heaven, but it was difficult to achieve any success. Instead, it led to disaster.
Just like the soothsayer's behavior of peeking into the sky and avoiding danger, cleverly stealing other people's opportunities, and her behavior of knowing the outcome and tampering with fate, and insisting on going against the direction of heaven, all of which lead to the same destination through different paths. No one will suffer less than the other.
Zhuang Ling knew that in the world of immortality, the Heavenly Way to which she belonged had a well-organized plot, and the heroine it protected had a numerology that even hexagram cultivators could not understand.
Therefore, in order to appear fair in the midst of unfairness, in order not to arouse unnecessary resentment among the monks, and to protect the 'legitimate rights and interests' of the heroine who is the darling of heaven, she believed that death would seal the Gua Order. A nosy mouth is undoubtedly the fastest and safest way.
From ancient times to the present, the person who dies the fastest is often the person who knows the most. What’s more, accompanying the sky is like accompanying a knife. If you are not careful, the back and blade of the knife can kill people.
Therefore, according to divination, it is either death or injury, life is destined to further study, life is not broken, the Tao is like chicken ribs, tasteless when eaten, it is a pity to abandon it, and it is difficult to be born.
This situation of forced limitation of the Dao has also led to the gradual decline of the Gua Xiu lineage.
If someone dares to practice it, there may not be anyone who dares to do it.
Even if someone really dares to calculate, it is just opening a coffin and turning thousands of trivial matters into a handful of dust.
Originally, people cultivated hexagrams just to change their destiny in order to know the destiny of heaven, to seek opportunities and seize them, but instead they ended up with the destiny of dying immediately after opening the lid.
This... who can bear this?
If everyone can be a divination prophet, avoid risks and take advantage of countless opportunities, then is there any order in the plot?
Although she remembered that the heroine was an all-around genius and had the plot of Heavenly Way as her backer, hexagram cultivation was not within the heroine's ability.
Because if you are omnipotent and omniscient, then why is there any need to become an immortal?
Zhuang Ling felt very annoyed when she thought about it. She felt that for most of her future life, she would probably have to face a cheater or hear the legend of a cheater.
In such a terrible situation, she had to protect herself and make a comeback. The production team's donkeys didn't have such a hard life!
When Zhuang Ling asked for divination, the scene was so quiet that you could hear a pin drop.
However, the silence lasted only three seconds. Zhao Wude was afraid that he would not get a good harvest, so he hurriedly called out: "Young master, my surname is also Zhao, and my name is Zhao Wude. When you are doing fortune telling, can you take me with you?"
Zhao Wude thought to himself: This hexagram cultivator can not only tell fortunes, but also fortune-telling. His brother cannot take all the benefits and leave his own brother behind!
When Zhao Wende heard this, when he saw his brother's anxious look, he knew what shit was in his brother's head!
Immediately he glared at his stupid brother, and he put on a fierce look as if he was trying to help count the money instead of being betrayed!
I think he has been wandering outside for several years, so he is well-informed and has made many Taoist friends from different walks of life, including Taoist friends who practice hexagrams.
I once drank with him and said angrily: "The energy of the hexagram veins has been exhausted, and it will not be able to form a Taoist tradition. Those who have achieved something will never be taught to others. I am afraid that the younger generation like us will not understand what the myriad phenomena of divination are until we are in the coffin!" 】
Recalling this, when Zhao Wende thought of his old friend Xiu Gua who had gray hair, leaked air from his front teeth when he spoke, slapped the table and howled like a dead tree, and was so drunk that he claimed to be a junior, he looked at Zhuang Ling with a look that could have been as unkind as possible. How unkind!
This kid is so young. Except for cultivating the hexagram path that requires qualifications, he can hardly believe it if he is said to practice any path.
However, he was full of lies at such a young age, which made him feel bored!
Zhao Wende sneered at this and replied coldly: "I don't like smooth-tongued people the most in my life. I should have a certain temper in my jokes, so as not to know how I will die in the future!"
Zhuang Ling looked at Zhao Wende's snake-shaped curved sword flashing cold light at her, completely unmoved, and felt particularly disdainful.
Tsk... Threatening her?
The last person who dared to threaten her had already kneeled down in front of her, heavily in debt, crying and begging her to be noble and let him go!
Zhuang Ling looked calm and replied calmly: "I don't need to worry about this, fellow Taoist Zhao. No one has his own destiny, and life and death are not determined by God. It's free to tell fortunes. It doesn't hurt to listen. It can't make me rich, and it can't make you poor. What's more... there are... Don’t take advantage, you are just a bastard!”
The conversation changed slightly, she tilted her head, smiled kindly, and said leisurely: "What do you think, Fellow Daoist Zhao?"
