Chapter 533

"Oh? That thought was not only forcibly cut off, but also completely annihilated in the long river of time."

In the bustling market, a young man smiled slightly, his pure and clear eyes were full of joy.

"That person should have received my gauntlet, but I didn't notice the whole process."

In his eyes, there was a flash of brilliance.

"Only my will is eliminated silently, such an opponent is interesting. The position of the eighth is the key to the nine heavens. Only by creating a sufficiently exciting story can we really open that door ! Otherwise, Wang Mang, Hou Jing, and Jiang Ziya are all lessons learned from the past!"

Thinking like this, he took a step and walked through the crowd. After a few steps, he just arrived outside a restaurant.

In that building, a storyteller was talking eloquently——

"However, the mysterious cave originated from the time of the Three Emperors and Five Emperors. There were many dangers, and there were eight pillar gods suppressing everywhere, constantly absorbing the blood of hundreds of millions of people in the cave. Once successful, they would immediately break through the barriers of the cave and descend to the world! From then on, the world will be devastated!"

The atmosphere in the building was already solemn, the audience held their breath and listened intently, and no one made a sound to discuss.

"...In order to deal with the catastrophe, a total of ninety-nine and 81 monks from the eight sects of Taoism entered together, and set up the Great Zhoutian Star Reincarnation Formation. After a lot of hard work, they were all defeated, and there are many Taoist masters like Qing Xiangzi among them! It seems that the Central Plains will be covered with dust, and Shenzhou will fall! At the critical moment, the real Fuyao will come forward and break all magic with a single sword! It was so powerful that it directly broke through the eight pillars of the gods and turned the tide!"

Next, this person made a further narration, and he only talked about one incident with twists and turns, which attracted everyone's applause.

Outside, the young man raised his finger and swiped lightly, an imperceptible crack appeared in the air.

A gust of wind blew, and the storyteller's voice fell into the cracks.

"Although you have a foundation, I am about to succeed. How can you break the situation?"

"Pin Dao is just a passing Taoist."

In the Taihua mountain forest, in the temple, facing the inquiry of the woman surnamed Yang, Chen Cuo responded with a smile, but did not intend to reveal her identity.

Compared with 40 years ago, the times have changed now. Once his name is said, it will not only involve himself.

What's more, Chen Cuo has other plans for the people in front of him.

So, he said again: "However, meeting you here is also considered a predestined relationship. You have a little bit of bad luck right now. If you don't pay attention to it, there will be endless disasters and many dangers in the next seven days." .”

Originally, when they heard Chen Cuo speak, they thought it was an excuse, and they were unwilling to reveal their identities, and they were disappointed. They didn't expect a sudden turn of events, and they were said to be infected with bad luck, and they all became energetic. Or vigilance, or doubt, or excitement.

Especially Xu Zhongling and Du Qingyun, their minds were spinning, their eyes were shining brightly, obviously they were thinking of something.

"Bad luck?" Li Chunfeng asked enthusiastically: "What's the explanation? It's about the way of luck? According to the legend, once you can master this way, you can even predict good and bad luck, understand the past and the future, it's amazing! Could it be that the Taoist master is proficient in this way?"

Hearing what he said, even Li Dingji became energetic and looked at Chen Cuo with piercing eyes.

"Luck also depends on yourself. Only by managing yourself and strengthening your source can you take advantage of the situation. Otherwise, even if you know the mystery of luck, it will only increase your troubles." Chen Cuo said so, seeing Li Chunfeng's face showing disappointment , but suddenly changed the topic, "However, although the poor luck that Pindao said is born out of the theory of luck, it also forms its own system with unique magical functions. Its subtleties are not weaker than before."

As soon as Li Chunfeng heard it, he immediately showed fascination, and hesitated to speak.

On the contrary, the woman surnamed Yang looked at Liehou Yang who was on the ground, and then at Li Chunfeng who was full of hope. She rolled her eyes and said, "Master Dao, listen to you. Could it be that your theory and exercises Still forming a school of its own? Isn’t that a master, a senior, an expert? But looking at the appearance of the Taoist priest, but he is so young, he really has a good face, can you teach me a thing or two?”

Chen Cuo chuckled, and said: "Little girl, you don't need to use the words of the poor, and you don't need to go around in circles to beat the side drums. The poor know your thoughts. This time I went out of the mountain and walked the world, just to find a worthy heir... ..."

Before he finished speaking, Li Dingji was already breathing heavily, and couldn't help but said: "Senior, what do you think of me? I have been praised since I was a child, and I have a fate with the Xian family. My ancestors almost met me." In the cultivation world, Taishan Big Dipper, Fuyao Daoist! Not to mention, today’s Taihua Mountain Master Nanming Daoist is an ancestor! Coming to Taihua Mountain is like going home, I like it so much!”

"..."

Being bragged about himself and his senior brother face to face, even in Chen Cuo's current state of mind, it is really strange, especially because he really captured the blood and luck connection with the fourth senior brother Nan Mingzi from the other party.

However, without him needing to speak, Li Deju glared at Li Dingji, then cupped his hands at Chen Cuo and said, "Don't blame the Daoist, he's a muddled person, he couldn't figure it out all day long, just now he was talking nonsense, It’s just a joke, please don’t take it seriously.”

He thought about it, this Taoist has strange means, he looks supernatural, but he is unwilling to reveal his name, he came to the mountain before the Taihua ceremony, but he committed himself to such an ancient mountain temple, maybe he has a conspiracy against Taihua Mountain , now it seems that he wants to use exercises to seduce himself and others, which may be a big trouble, but in fact it cannot be contaminated.

Unexpectedly, when the thoughts here fell, Chen Cuo said: "Although it is a bit exaggerated, it is generally true. If you want to learn, the poor way will naturally teach it."

"what!?"

For a moment, not to mention Li Deju was stunned, even Li Dingji himself looked astonished, pointed to himself, and asked: "The Taoist priest really wants to pass it on to me?"

"Yes, it is the most convenient way to sweep away bad luck and practice poverty." Chen Cuo nodded and glanced at the rest of the people, "Not only you, but also the creatures in this temple, whether they are people or Spirituality, or sacredness, can be heard."

Li Chunfeng was a bit surprised at first, but he understood when he heard this, and said with a smile: "The Taoist priest really has a good heart, this is to pass on a mysterious method to the six of us."

"It's not six people," Chen Cuo shook his head, implying something, "There is a way, the Dharma is not passed on to the six ears, if you are the only one waiting here, then the poor Taoist will never spread the Dharma..."

"bluff!"

Suddenly, Du Qingyun interrupted: "Secret methods are not passed on to the outside world, and profound arts are not second to none. Divine skills and secret methods are never easily passed on to others. How precious are the methods that are known all over the world? They are nothing more than rotten street goods. Although you are a Taoist, you can talk about it, but it is nothing more than seeing the noble status of the three young masters, so you want to sell your own set of rhetoric, goods and rich people!"

Li Deju's expression changed slightly, and he whispered: "Brother Du, be careful with your words."

"Third brother, don't talk nonsense." Xu Zhongling also spoke out to dissuade him, but then changed the subject and said to Chen Cuo: "Master Dao, my lord is the current prince, and I am most eager to seek talents. In the recruiting hall, there are many strange people and strangers, if the Taoist priest does not give up, we are willing to recommend you!"

Chen Cuo laughed when he heard the words, and said: "This is treating me like a gangster, thinking that I want to rely on a little magical power to get goods and the emperor's family. Well, it's just a way to let you see the poor, if you Some of them can comprehend a thing or two, not to mention washing away bad luck, even cultivating mysterious supernatural powers is no problem!"

While speaking, he shook his body and disappeared in place.

Seeing this, everyone was stunned, especially Xu Zhongling and Du Qingyun were instantly alert. They waved their hands and wanted to control the flying sword. As a result, before the thought was formed, they felt a sharp pain in their foreheads, and then their eyes blushed, and they lost consciousness .

However, before their thoughts fell into darkness, they heard a sentence——

"The chaotic situation and miscellaneous thoughts lead to confusion, and all of them fall into a pot of blood from prosperity and decline."

(End of this chapter)

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