Ding ding ding, ding ding ding.
In the temple of Laojun Mountain, three copper coins were shaking in the turtle shell, making a crisp sound when they collided. After shaking up and down three times, they fell to the ground.
The method of divination and fortune-telling has been widely circulated since the Xia, Shang and Zhou dynasties. From kings and ministers to ordinary people in the market, no matter whether they believe it or not, sometimes they are willing to ask for a good omen.
There are many methods of divination, such as burning turtle shells, measuring characters, using yarrow, reading fortunes, etc. The most mainstream method is to use the "Book of Changes" to calculate.
What the divination operator is now using is the money divination method in the Zhouyi divination method. He takes three identical square hole coins, shakes them and throws them, and uses the front and back of the copper coins to compare the Yin Yao and Yang Yao.
After throwing six times, arrange the Yin Yao and Yang Yao in order to get a hexagram.
Qiu Ruzui leaned against the wall, holding the fruit on the altar table, took a bite, and asked: "What hexagram is this time?"
"If you go up to the Sunda and shake down, it will be beneficial to you and you will cross the great river!"
The fortune teller showed a smile on his face, twirling the end of his beard with one hand, shaking his head and saying, "Xiang said, good luck will come in time, the dead trees will bloom again, the branches and leaves will regenerate and become more lush, several people will see it, and some will praise it. This hexagram is good. , finally a lucky divination came out.”
Qiu Ruzui laughed and said, "You have made three predictions. The first two were bad predictions, so those are not counted. You have to make a lucky prediction now, right?"
Bu Suanzi coughed lightly: "It can only happen in three times. According to the third time, it is considered safe."
Qiu Ruzui took another bite of the fruit: "When you tell other people's fortunes, do you do it the same way?"
"It doesn't matter if you leave it to others."
The fortune teller shook his head, put away his divination tools, and said, "Speaking of which, it is actually because the sect's actions this time were too big, which made the little old man feel a little uneasy, so he had to resort to fortune telling. Calm your mind."
All the high-level combat forces in the sect were mobilized to directly attack Laojun Mountain and Shaolin Temple. Even Bu Suanzi was vaguely aware that Ye Motian had been constantly deploying elite manpower in various branches before, as if the present was just a prelude, and there would be a bigger development. The look of action.
The only thing that could be bigger than the current situation is to point the finger directly at the imperial court.
But the problem is that the attack on Laojun Mountain and the night attack on Shaolin Temple can also be said to be for the purpose of fighting for martial arts secrets. In addition, the evil masters in Huoluo Dao have some hatred against these two righteous sects, but no one has any objections.
But in the follow-up, if we really have to rely on Huo Luo Dao to confront the imperial court head-on, it will mean that the confrontation, assaults, and killings will last for who knows how long. Even the demon sect that had the Liuzhao soldiers and horses will end in destruction. Can a Jianghu sect like Luo Dao really achieve anything?
Qiu Ruzui chewed the pulp and said with a smile, "It doesn't matter. No matter who our enemies are, whether they are a thousand or ten thousand, we are living a life of killing everyone. I only have one life, the enemy." No matter how much you kill, you won’t be able to kill me a second time.”
Bu Suanzi said: "After all, the imperial court and the sect are different..."
Qiu Ruzui didn't take it seriously: "So what about the court? The most numerous people in the world are the common people. Those common people are a little hateful and sometimes a little lovable, but to us, they can't be called opponents at all... Hey, say At this point, a while ago I thought there was a shop that made pretty good biscuits, so I learned from them for half a month. The fireworks in the market were also quite interesting..."
As she was talking, she deviated from the original topic and mentioned that there was a prostitute who was teasing her in the store and wanted to touch her waist. Before she left, she came to the door and poisoned the whole family. died.
If you are still in the Lushan sect, you will probably have to be on tenterhooks, taking care of this and that, committing crimes that will not lead to death, and giving small punishments and big warnings.
Bu Suanzi opened his mouth. Forget it, what he said before was not suitable to continue. He stood up and walked out of the hall.
It was almost noon, and the sun was scorching. Bu Suanzi walked to the hiking corridor, blew in the mountain breeze, and heard the sound of talking and laughing in the forest halfway up the mountain.
There were several guardians of the Fire and Luo Tao gathered there, among them the majestic man with a rough voice was the "Sky Killer" Xu Renqing.
Next to him is Zhao Yuan, the "Hundred Beasts Whip" with a slender figure and a silver python whip wrapped around his waist, and Sheng Yiquan, the "Thunder Cart Master" carrying an iron square-head mallet.
These three people are notorious in the world. They not only kill people without calculation, but also like to torture their opponents. Some of the things they do are even looked down upon by the Green Forest Bandits.
They were hanging several Laojunshan disciples up into the treetops.
Instead of using ropes, they took off the hair crowns of the Taoist priests. The three men jumped on the branches themselves, twisted and knotted the Taoist priests' long hair on the branches, and hung their bodies on the tree with their hair.
When the three people jumped down from the tree, the branches trembled slightly, and several figures were dangling in the air. Their eyes were about to burst, but their bodies were stiff and they couldn't even let out a scream of pain.
Bu Suanzi shook his head, and was about to walk a little further away to find some peace and quiet, when suddenly something happened in his heart.
There is another saying about the third hexagram he divined just now, which is called "Wind and Thunder Benefit". A gentleman will change when he sees good things, and correct when he has made mistakes.
Since we have said that we should not rely on the first two hexagrams, if we want to add some authenticity to the third hexagram, we might as well actually rely on the third hexagram to show kindness.
"These people's acupuncture points have been controlled with extremely sophisticated techniques, like wood. What fun can there be in torturing them?"
Bu Suanzi walked over and said, "You all had a fierce battle in Shaolin last night, and you traveled all night to come here. Instead of wasting time on these people, it is better to meditate and recuperate."
"Your Majesty."
Xu Renqing clasped his fists and laughed, "You don't know that these people have been having their acupoints tapped for a long time. They think they are stiff and numb, and they feel they are not afraid of torture. But after a moment of shaking like this, the numbness all over their bodies turns into itching. That feeling is It’s indescribable, just watching the changes in their eyes is enough fun.”
Zhao Yuan clapped his hands aside: "Exactly. Playing with these Laojunshan disciples is a rare opportunity. It will definitely be more interesting to ask Brother Sheng to light a fire and roast them later."
Bu Suanzi's face darkened and he said: "I think it won't be long before there is going to be another war. If you are unwilling to cultivate like other protectors, could it be that you are not prepared to fight quietly?"
"Besides, these people's lives were left behind by the deputy leader and the others, so how can you tamper with them?"
The three people saw his changed expressions, and the smiles on their faces were a bit unbearable.
Xu Renqing snorted coldly: "That's true, then let them go."
As soon as he raised his hand, he grabbed the ankle of a Laojunshan disciple and pulled him down.
This Sky Killer is an expert in boxing. He is full of energy and his coordination is exquisite. With this pull, the branch will not be broken, but the force will only be applied to the root of the hair.
When the time comes, all the strands of hair will be pulled out and they will still be tangled on the branches, but the person will fall off.
As soon as Bu Suanzi saw his movements, he knew his intentions and almost saw the bloody scene.
Xu Renqing's hand stopped moving the moment it grasped the Taoist priest's ankle.
Everyone agreed in unison, and even turned their heads to look down the mountain involuntarily.
The lush trees in summer were staggered and scattered, and their branches and leaves were thick and strong, blocking their sight. However, behind the thick trunks with bright branches and leaves, there was an unobstructed sense of existence conveyed.
That feeling swept up from the bottom of the mountain and swallowed up the entire forest, as if sharp teeth hanging from the sky had reached Xu Renqing and the others.
Xu Renqing hadn't figured out what was going on in his mind. His body's instinct had already made him sweat profusely. His dry eyes blinked when large drops of sweat rolled down his forehead.
The moment he opened his eyes again.
A dozen big trees around were dehydrated and withered at the same time, and all the leaves were like thousands of yellow and gray moths, scattering from the bare branches and treetops.
The dead leaves in the sky were scattered, and a dead leaf fell from in front of Xu Renqing's face.
On his face, there was a sloping bloodstain along the path of the leaves.
Zhao Yuan and Sheng Yi all screamed and howled. The murderous gangsters never knew that when their death was so close, they screamed like killing pigs.
The long silver whip flew up and danced wildly, intersecting with a few dead leaves in the air.
After a brief pause, the silver whip was broken into more than a dozen pieces, and each cut was a point of collision with a dead leaf.
The iron square-headed hammer in Sheng Yiquan's hand weighed eighty-seven kilograms. When he wielded it with sufficient strength, it was like a chariot full of wind and thunder, roaring through the air.
Several dead leaves seemed to be stirred by the strong wind, deviating from their original trajectory, bypassing the hammer head, and arriving in a staggered way.
Sheng Yiquan never dreamed that one day he would actually see two mediocre, withered leaves, even curled up and gray at the edges. They could approach his eyes at such a weird speed, bringing everything in front of him to a climax. Here comes permanent darkness.
"ah!!!!!"
The screams of the first-rate masters were so loud that they echoed through several surrounding hills, alarming everyone on Laojun Mountain.
Dead leaves scattered halfway up the mountain.
Bu Suanzi watched the three people fall to the ground covered in blood. The Taoist priests who were hung on the tree loosened their hair and fell to the ground.
There were sparse dead trees and fallen leaves, and the figure of the Taoist in white robes with golden patterns flashed and came closer.
He was just a young Taoist with a cold face.
Bu Suanzi was sweating coldly, and he saw in a trance a nine-curved statue with clouds coiled around it. He didn't know how to describe it, but it appeared behind the man. It was huge and sacred. It was difficult to see the whole picture, but he could feel the wisp of it looking down. majestic anger.
Some of his true energy was involuntarily lost in the meridians of his feet, turning the Qinggong that should have been flying and flying into a slightly staggering step backwards.
"Wait a minute!!! I, I, I just..."
The man raised his sleeves, and the pupils of Bu Suanzi's eyes tightened. All the black and white chess pieces in his hands were scattered, but they suddenly stopped in mid-air and shattered into powder.
The powder rolled back up and hit Bu Suanzi with an unparalleled force.
Boom——
Bu Suanzi was completely empty, flew dozens of meters away, passed through the high branches and leaves, broke the branches, and fell down.
When it hit the earth, rocks and leaves, Bu Suanzi couldn't tell whether the pain was more inside or outside his body. Blood seeped out from the pores corresponding to the acupuncture points in many places. All the energy in his body was dispersed by the wave of his sleeves. The martial arts Totally useless.
Tianfang Zhenren's sleeves were just incidental in abolishing the divination operator. Wherever the wind swept through the sleeves, many fallen leaves were shattered and shot towards the mountain climbing corridor not far away.
These broken leaves did not leave any scars when they hit the immobilized Laojunshan disciples, but only caused subtle ripples to bloom at the point of impact.
Pairs of Taoist priests on duty in the corridor fell down one after another, their sour eyes blinking for a moment, and then they burst into tears.
For nearly ten hours, their muscles, bones, and tongues were unable to move at all, and even the blinking of their eyelids became slow and dry. The deathly silent torture made their sense of time become confused, as if they had experienced a A frighteningly long, weak float.
Thanks to the fact that the disciples of Laojun Mountain all have the experience of fighting Sand Devils and practicing Jing Kung Fu, ordinary people who have experienced such torture would probably scream wildly as soon as they are freed, until they collapse and pass out.
"Headmaster!"
One disciple made a hoarse sound, lying on the railing and bowing his head over there.
The Taoists among the trees in the corridor were all struggling and leaning towards that place.
The pain in their eyes caused the uncontrollable tears to blur their vision, but the figure in a white robe appeared more prominent among all the blurred scenery.
"You have worked hard."
Master Tianfang raised his head and looked at the top of the mountain. The many palaces that were already visible were half of the eaves tiles exposed under the scorching sun.
"Go to sleep, and when you wake up, you will be back on the mountain and living in your own home."
In the jungle, Guan Luoyang and others, as well as the armored warriors from Xiushuo City, arrived and took away and protected these Laojunshan disciples who were not yet able to move.
Master Tianfang took one step forward, waved his clothes like a flag, and with the strong wind, he leaped to the center of the square on the top of the mountain and landed.
The circle of dust stirred up by his feet on the ground caused the masters who died in Laojun Mountain to slowly lie down and close their eyes, while those Taoists who were still alive felt the pure and pure water steaming from the ground. The warm current flowed into his meridians, relieving the pain of extreme weakness.
Many of the protectors of Huo Luo Dao loomed between the beams and pillars of the surrounding temples.
Ye Motian folded his hands in his sleeves and walked out of the library in a slovenly manner. With a flash of light in his eyes, he saw that Master Tianfang was actually using the land to teach his martial arts and heal the wounds of the Taoist priests.
'What an arrogant Taoist priest. '
He slowly pulled out his hands from his sleeves, and the dark air of flying sand and rocks rolled from the front of Xiaoyou Cave along the long bridge and blew to the square of Laojun Mountain.
The demon sect is spread all over the world, and the eight winds of fire and Luo were recruited into the master.
Ye Motian, whose aura slowly climbed to its peak, was about to swing out that palm, when the dark energy billowing in front of him suddenly seemed to be struck by an axe, struck by the skylight, and suddenly dispersed.
Taoist Tianfang's gaze caught his eyes, and his eyes immediately darkened.
Shao Lingxiao's black robe rippled slightly as he came to the front of Ye Motian, blocking the line of sight. The flying light was sheathed, pressed by his right hand, and touched the ground diagonally.
"Yu Tu's disciple?"
He laughed, "What a surprise."
The two of them were each on a mountain, looking at each other.
The figures of all the Taoist priests around Master Tianfang, whether dead or alive, were slowly floating and retreating. Under their feet, steam evaporated like light, mist, and silk threads, gradually dividing into five colors and curling up into the sky.
Shao Lingxiao's voice came from behind: "Motian, go inform the plan in advance. In addition, none of you are allowed to interfere in the future."
The rays of the scorching sun seemed to dim, and the clouds in the sky were covered with a layer of gray. There was no wind, no rain, no thunder, but the clouds seemed to be thicker, and the light dimmed.
Shao Lingxiao twisted his palm, clasped the hilt of the sword with his five fingers, and raised the world-famous flying light with the scabbard.
The sword pointed at the sky, and the cold invisible air spread across the air in an instant, wandering around.
Xu Hongmei, Helian Yaohua and others standing by the library felt a tiny amount of cool air flow from between their eyebrows.
The sword energy in the sky, like the all-pervasive water light, merged into a faint wind and slashed across the mountain.
"Come!"
