At the same time, hundreds of monks and powerful monks were sitting on a certain skull and claw magic weapon on the east side of the extermination formation. They were all using their methods crazily. The sounds of various tortoise shells, copper coins, abacus, and talismans in their hands were endless. .
"Have you figured it out? It's been five days! There are so many of you and none of you have figured it out? What's the use of you fortune tellers! If you can't figure it out anymore, I'll swallow you all up. Believe it or not! "
On the white and evil bone claw magic weapon, Shangguan Dafang, a short man with a small goatee, was yelling curses at the hundreds of divination masters sitting cross-legged in front of him.
As we all know, Shangguan Dafen is not a good-tempered person. As a notorious demon ancestor in the world of immortality, he is not only vulgar in speech, but also ruthless. He is the sworn enemy of Dragon Emperor Jiang Taiqing. However, his methods are indeed powerful. Although there are many divination masters present, many of whom are powerful gods, but in the face of such an old devil who kills without blinking an eye, no one dares to disobey him.
After all, Shangguan Burial really dared to crush them to ashes.
At this moment, among the fortune-telling monks, a middle-aged man with a goatee and a robe secretly glanced at Shangguan Burial, who was cursing and cursing with a ferocious expression. He shrank his neck in fright and used his abacus hands. They couldn't help but tremble slightly.
Then, he looked at his companions beside him and asked in a low voice:
"Chief Caleb, haven't you figured it out yet? We have to hurry up. If this old devil really gets mad, we all have to finish it!"
Caleb, who was also sitting cross-legged and flicking the beads on the abacus with his fingers, frowned and stared at the abacus and said:
"Master Gongyang, although your Dayan Secret Technique is not as good as that of me, it is still very good. You are still the leader of the Abacus Sect. Speaking of which, I learned the Dayan Secret Technique from your master, Master Guijia. You should I know this is an unsolvable problem."
The middle-aged man was speechless: "Clan leader Jiale, please stop laughing at me. I, the leader, rely on cultivation, not Dayan Tianji Jue."
The current head of the Abacus Sect, Gongyang Xiamu said with sweat on his head:
"Now, Patriarch Jiale, you are the one who has completely mastered the Dayan Secret Technique. You and I are completely incomparable in this regard."
As he spoke, he secretly glanced at the monks in the audience who were using various methods of divination and fortune-telling, and said in a helpless tone:
"The best fortune tellers in the three thousand continents are all here. Hundreds of top fortune tellers use various methods and tools to tell fortunes at the same time. However, no matter how you calculate, the results of the hexagrams are all very bad. You and I have already done the abacus calculation. We have done it a hundred times, but it is always a fatal situation. It can be said that the direction of this extraterritorial invasion is very clear, but this old devil insists on forcing us to figure out the way to break the situation. This is obviously acting against heaven!
wrong! This time everyone will die! "
Listening to Gongyang Xiamu's complaints, Caleb pursed his lips and said nothing, but the speed of moving the abacus beads increased again, making a crackling sound.
The other divination masters present were not much better. They were sweating profusely and working hard on divination, and their faces showed their fear of Shangguan's funeral.
And when this depressing atmosphere continued for a while, a soft sound of "click!" suddenly came from among the hundreds of hexagram masters sitting cross-legged.
A Xuanwu spirit shell shattered on the spot and fell to the floor with a "dang-dang-dang" sound.
The voice was very clear, and many divination masters stopped at the same time, looking at the divination master who had calculated the collapse of the Xuanwu Spirit Shell. Shangguan Dafu also looked over with a gloomy expression.
"Ancestor Tongzhen, have you figured out how to crack the attack from outside the territory?"
In the field, an old man with a frightened face stood up tremblingly, and looked at Shangguan's funeral with trembling eyes under the gaze of all the divination masters.
After a long time, his voice was tight and he spoke truthfully:
"The hexagram shows that this situation is very bad, and there is no solution!"
As soon as the word "no solution" came out, Shangguan Daubian's cold eyes suddenly hardened, and the demonic aura rose up all over his body, which frightened the ancestor of Tongzhen, and he couldn't help but take a few steps back. , other monks were also frightened to see it.
This old devil is not really planning to go on a killing spree!
Under the nervous gazes of countless monks, Shangguan Dabian, who was short in stature but had an extremely terrifying aura, clenched his fists and stared at Patriarch Tongzhen with a pair of small and terrifying eyes.
"If it were normal, with my unreasonable temper, I would have chopped you guys into pieces to vent my anger!"
After saying that, Shangguan held a grand funeral with a fierce look on his face, glanced at everyone in the venue, and asked angrily:
"Has anyone figured out a way to crack it?"
Faced with Shangguan Burial's stern gaze, the divination masters lowered their heads one after another.
"Do you have!"
"Not one!"
On the magic weapon, the frantic Shangguan Burial was completely furious. Looking at these divination masters who were not much shorter than him even if they were sitting, he cursed:
"What a bunch of trash!
Aren't you all eloquent when trying to trick people into using spiritual stones?
If you are a Taoist who is suffering from a bloody disaster, give me a thousand spiritual stones, an immortal method, and a magic weapon, and I will be able to point out a clear path for you and help you overcome this bloody disaster! "
As he spoke, the furious Shangguan Dafang raised his hand, and let the ring in his hand fall down with countless top-quality spiritual stones, several fairy magic secrets, and various high-level magic weapons, scattering all over the ground. His arrogance was simply shocking. People were stunned.
"Look! Take a look, all of you! I have a lot of spiritual stones! The best secrets! The best magic weapons! I have everything! You can give me a clear path!
Show me how to solve it!
What a shit-eating bastard! A bunch of liars! "
The curses at Shangguan's funeral became more and more fierce, and as he was getting ready to curse, he suddenly discovered that all the divination masters in the venue had stopped, but there was still a crisp crackling sound.
"Who is still telling fortunes!"
Shangguan Dafang suddenly turned around, and the other divination masters also looked for the voice, and immediately saw Caleb in the corner with his head down and calculating.
At this moment, Caleb was sitting cross-legged, moving the two wooden abacus on his left and right knees with both hands at the same time. His fingers had already moved out the afterimages. He seemed not to notice the tense atmosphere in the field at all. He was still concentrating on calculating, and the abacus beads were aligned. The sound of hitting wood was as dense as a drum, crackling wildly.
Gongyang Xiamu who was beside him saw Shangguan's funeral and was looking at Caleb, and said anxiously:
"Clan Chief Jialeb, don't forget it for now, the old devil is watching you, Clan Chief Jialeb."
After shouting twice in succession, Caleb turned a deaf ear. He just lowered his head and continued to move the abacus, as if the beads of the abacus were the entire world.
For a moment, the whole place was completely silent, with only the clear sound of calculations ringing out. Shangguan Dafu also stared at Caleb coldly.
Add to, go to five, add to four
Add in, remove three, leave two
Subtract one, drop nine, advance eight
Add five, add four, add nine
Subtract three, drop seven, advance eight
Add in, drop eight, ten, go nine
"Snapped!"
With a crisp sound, the beautiful fingers hit the beads at lightning speed, the beads hit the wood, the sound echoed, and the abacus calculation was completed!
At this moment, all the hexagram masters looked at Caleb who stopped, and Shangguan Dafu also looked at him with gloomy expressions.
"Chief of the Rakshasa clan, have you figured out a clear path?"
Upon hearing the inquiry, Caleb slowly raised his pale and weak face, revealing his quiet eyes.
"There is a clear path, but that clear path is obscured by fog, so I can't figure out what it is."
Caleb's mouth moved slightly, with a hint of disbelief in his tone, and he said:
"That clear path is not under the jurisdiction of heaven."
