Chapter 41
This monk on the other side is the middle-aged man who once released the lottery with Zhou Qing.

The vast Linghu Lake is sparkling, dotted with water, and there are many fishermen on the lake. However, it is very rare to see strange beasts attacking people. These strange beasts have already developed spirituality, and they know how to seek good fortune and avoid evil. Generally, they will not actively attack people, but It is hiding deep in the lake.

No one knew why a strange beast attacked the middle-aged man.

No one knows why the big man can't use mana.

The strange beast itself was not poisonous, and its cultivation was not considered high, so it crashed the big man's boat only by surprise.

When the big man sank, people thought he was angry and wanted to go down to the lake to catch the strange beast.

Unexpectedly, when he came up again, he had become a corpse.

However, these had nothing to do with Zhou Qing, but because of this incident, Zhou Qing's reputation for signing was spread.

Now everyone in Linghu City has heard that Zhou Qing once unwrapped a life-and-death lottery for that big man and said about it, but the big man didn't believe it, so he was buried in the lake.

Gradually, when many people went out to do some dangerous things, they would come to Zhou Qing to release a life-and-death lottery before going out.

No one knows that on the day that the big man died, Zhou Qing carved the first mysterious pattern on the empty bamboo stick.

In this pattern, the fate of the big man was integrated.

Two months passed in a blink of an eye.

Zhou Qing has solved more than 400 lottery tickets in the past two months. Zhou Qing now no longer just talks about life or death, but also tells others how they will die if they die, and why they are born if they live.

With more than 400 signatures, everything Zhou Qing said will happen without exception. I don't know how many people have avoided death because of this, and thus moved towards the life side of fate.

However, not everyone will do what Zhou Qing said. They will have to do a certain thing for various reasons, thus walking into death.

However, Zhou Qing didn't care about whether they could get out of the catastrophe, because it depended on the situation of the lottery solver himself, Zhou Qing didn't want to meddle in other people's business.

He just carved a mysterious and mysterious pattern every time he solved a lot.

Each of these lines represents Zhou Qing's understanding of fate.

This understanding comes from the person who unwrapped the lottery.

When Zhou Qing revealed his destiny, it meant that he had plucked the string of destiny, and all subsequent actions of the interpreter were a manifestation of the fluctuation of the string.

The patterns on the bamboo sticks are Zhou Qing's analysis of the fluctuations.

At the same time, in the two months since Zhou Qing released the sign, the shackles have become weaker and weaker, and half of them have worn away.

Time is like water, passing quietly, and two months have passed in a blink of an eye.

The patterns drawn by Zhou Qing became more and more complex. From this fluctuation, Zhou Qing understood more and more.

The dao rhyme around him is also getting stronger and stronger, and the shackles are almost only a hair away, but even with this hair, it is still difficult for Zhou Qing to break through.

In the end, Zhou Qing withdrew the booth, and the interpretation of the signature could no longer bring him understanding.

Zhou Qing took nearly a thousand bamboo sticks and returned to his residence in the outer city.

He began to sort out the harvest of the past four months. During the process of sorting out, he felt that he could reach the four poles, but there was always a film hindering him.

He didn't understand why. With his own physique, there shouldn't be any shackles at this step, but it happened to exist.

In the past four months, Linghu City has no longer been calm, and there is a faint smell of a storm approaching.

On Linghu Lake, more and more people died of drowning, and they were all from this city.

The Linghu Lake is very large, with no end in sight at a glance, and the water and the sky are connected. Therefore, the Linghu Lake is surrounded by dozens of cities, large and small.

The fishermen on Ling Lake were also people from dozens of cities. However, the only people who drowned were the city where Zhou Qing stayed.

The city guards had already been dispatched, and a few monks from the four-pole secret realm and dozens of monks from the Taoist palace secret realm carefully inspected the corpses. Although it was found that they were all poisoned by a poison that could not use mana, they The source of the poison could not be found.

However, this kind of situation only happened to monks, but the mortals in the city were not affected, and they still lived as before.

Although these mortals cannot open up the sea of ​​suffering, mortals also have mortal ways of living, and mortals also have mortal pursuits.

During Zhou Qing’s one-month retreat to arrange bamboo sticks, a group of people passed by his house. The leader was a white-haired old Confucian who had studied for decades. In an oasis near Zhou’s house, a In the mortal country, this old Confucian had done many things that caused a sensation in that country.

He knows that it is difficult for him to become a monk in this life, but he is doing his own way of saving the world and the people in his own way.

He met the emperor in person and even died to remonstrate with him. He was also given the Shangfang Sword, which he used to kill ten of the most sycophantic ministers.

At the age of 80, he still does not succumb to fate and insists on doing something for the mortals in the world.

But he was still too old, and with the pressure inside and outside the court, he had to beg for bones. Now he left the oasis and returned to the city where he was born.

Even though Zhou Qing didn't care much about what was going on outside, he was still a little interested in the movement outside, so he walked out and took a look.

There were many mortals and monks standing on the roadside. There was no one in the air because the city lord asked not to fly in the city, and there was an empty road in the middle of the road.

I saw a large group of people and horses following behind the old man. There were dozens of riders, including not only the old man's family members and servants, but also some guards. Amazingly, Zhou Qing saw the monk among these guards.

It's hard to imagine that a mortal could have monks as guards.

And that cultivator's eyes are full of respect, which is even more difficult to imagine.

At this time, Zhou Qing heard some monks near him talking.

"This person is amazing. I heard that he is valued by an elder from the Dragon Transformation Secret Realm of the Zhou family, and he seems to have become a close friend with him."

"I've also heard about this. It is said that when the elder was passing through that country once, he happened to meet this old Confucianist who was robbed by a group of robbers and saved him."

"I don't know what happened after that, but the elder actually discussed the Tao with this old Confucian, not the Tao of cultivation, but the Tao of life."

"It is said that the elder sighed 'I'm not as far away as you' on the spot, and the two became close friends afterwards. The elder once said, 'When your time is approaching, I will definitely see you off'."

So Zhou Qing also understood the ins and outs of this matter.

This happened suddenly and went away quickly. Zhou Qing continued to bury himself in the bamboo sticks the next day. He must break the last shackles.

Another month passed in the blink of an eye, and Zhou Qing had been in this city for half a year, but he still hadn't made a breakthrough. He frowned, not knowing where he was missing.

(End of this chapter)

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