Because I'm too afraid of being unlucky, I'm all lucky.

In fact, he still felt a little regretful. After all, the deeds of these two people aroused his interest, and he wanted to see what kind of people they were.

In the end, Zhang Xuansheng pulled the reluctant Mo Shangwang and left the net building.

The dog author has had enough water.

And he has already obtained a lot of useful information, it is important to hurry, and Brother Mo cannot continue to be addicted.

Furthermore, Gu Qianshan, the holy son of Tianshengzong, said that he would deal with him.

I don't know if there will be a dog-licking monk from the magic gate, come to find me, it's better not to stay in the same place for too long.

He is not too afraid of having demon monks come to make trouble, but in essence, he is a relatively low-key person.

The purpose of Luna Palace was to allow the master to take him back to the master's school. The inheritance ceremony had no choice but to take action. Of course, there was indeed a factor of his sympathy for the people of the barren state.

Well, yes, I don't want to be so high-profile at all.

But his strength doesn't allow him!

Henry Zhang looked at the young ladies following behind him and felt a little headache.

So he took out a jade boat and asked Brother Mo to come up, and the two flew away together.

They are going to go to Shenji City first, which is the only large-scale teleportation array in the barren state.

At the speed of him and Senior Brother Mo, it takes about one day to arrive.

On the jade boat, Henry Zhang meditated with his legs crossed, and continued to comprehend the secret method of sealing, and some advanced methods of use were more complicated, which he had not been able to understand before.

Mo Shangwang, on the other hand, had a serious face, typing on the keyboard, wondering if he had met an opponent.

In this way, a day later, the two arrived at Shenji City.

Henry Zhang looked at the big city in front of him, and felt that this was probably the difference between immortals and mortals.

In front of Shenji City, the small city in the mortal country was like ants.

The city wall of Shenji City is as high as a thousand feet, and it is covered with various restrictions.

This kind of monk city is usually forbidden to fly, so Zhang Xuansheng and his senior brothers are worth getting off the jade boat and entering through the main entrance.

After one of them paid 10 spirit stones, the two entered the Divine Machine City.

The street was unexpectedly lively. In addition to various fairy materials and magic weapon shops, there were also many monks setting up stalls on the street to sell.

Shenji City is a city left over from the lineage of Shensuan, and it can also be said to be a powerful force, far from being comparable to ordinary monk cities.

Now it seems that the flow of people is indeed very large.

Henry Zhang came to this kind of monk city for the first time, but he thought it was very fresh, and he was going to take a casual stroll before going to the teleportation formation.

Mo Shangwang, on the other hand, was not interested in this kind of big city of monks at all, holding the Spirit Communication, he didn't know what he was doing.

Henry Zhang was a little disappointed after visiting several shops of fairy materials and magic weapons.

There are not many fairy materials that can be used by monks above the nirvana state, and almost none of those above the spiritual death stage are interested.

In terms of magic weapons, he has never seen even a top-grade spiritual weapon.

Reasonably speaking, the sum of the shops on this street may not be as valuable as the resources in the storage ring that Mrs. Hanjiangxue gave her back then.

Alas, it seems that my vision has become tricky.

In such a comparison, the Shenfengmen and the Moon God Palace fully demonstrate the great heritage.

It is strange to say that this city was obviously built by the ancestors of the divine operator, but there are no fortune-telling monks in the city.

He still has a little understanding of the lineage of the divine operator. After all, the master has also confided to him that it was the senior divine operator who figured out his position before the master found himself.

After learning the truth, Zhang Xuansheng was very interested in the senior fortune-telling man. It turns out that fortune-telling can really be so good.

When he was in the SCP Research Institute, he had also heard that some of his compatriots in custody had similar special abilities, but he had never seen it with his own eyes.

But at this time, he was more interested in those who used the cold reading technique than the real capable hexagram masters.

"Senior brother, why is there no divination master in this city?"

Henry Zhang asked curiously, he knew that Mo Shangwang had been here in his early years.

"Junior Brother Xuansheng, do you want to ask the hexagram?"

Mo Shangwang was a little surprised. From his point of view, Junior Brother Xuansheng is a loser, so why ask?

"That's right, Shenji City, as the city left by the ancestors of the hexagram masters, shouldn't there be many hexagram masters?"

Zhang Xuansheng said.

"Many people think like you, junior brother, so the industry of hexagram masters is forbidden in Shenji City."

Mo Shangwang replied with a strange expression.

Seeing that Zhang Xuansheng was puzzled, Mo Shangwang continued: "Because there are too many liars."

"Like that?"

Henry Zhang was silent for a while, then pointed to the front.

At the gate of a mansion ahead, a dirty old road was just thrown out and rolled onto the street.

Chapter 41: Magic operator

The old Taoist is still holding a flag in his hand, which says "count the world".

It's just that the original white flag was covered with dust and oil, making it look dirty.

"Your lord will really have a bloody disaster in the near future. Please believe the old man, as long as 100 spirit stones, the old man will help resolve it!"

The old Taoist priest who rolled to the ground kept shouting.

Then several monks appeared in the mansion, punching and kicking the old Taoist.

"Go, unlucky guy!"

The old Taoist wailed endlessly after being beaten, but he was still shouting to tell someone a fortune teller.

Zhang Xuansheng and Mo Shangwang who were not far away looked at each other.

"Well, this happens occasionally. After all, in this city, even if you are a liar, with the identity of a divination master, others can't kill him. This is the respect for the founder of Shenji City."

Mo Shangwang just said that there are no hexagram masters in this city, and one appeared. He felt a little slapped in the face, so he explained.

"Brother Mo, let's go to the teleportation formation, it's important to hurry."

Henry Zhang said, and after finishing speaking, he turned around and prepared to go to the teleportation array in the city.

"Junior Brother Xuansheng, don't you want to ask the hexagram, why don't you try it?"

Mo Shangwang was a little strange, the younger brother who wanted to ask the hexagram just now, how could he not be interested after seeing the hexagram master.

Although that old man looks very poor-looking, and indeed looks like a liar, but it's an experience anyway, why don't you give it a try?

Henry Zhang didn't stop, he just let Mo Shangwang follow through the sound transmission.

It's not that he's not interested in fortune-telling anymore, nor is it that he looks down on that sloppy and old-fashioned appearance.

He knows the routines in the novel like the back of his hand.

Contrary to what Mo Shangwang thought, he thought that the old Taoist in front of him might be a hermit.

What he was looking for was the kind of heave master who was full of magic stick aura, but actually had no real skills. He just wanted to see how good the other party's cold reading skills were.

All for fun.

But a heave master who really has goods, he will not accept the other party's fortune-telling for him.

It's okay to explore the principles of fortune-telling, but if you tell yourself fortune-telling, it's murdering the other party.

"The handsome little brother over there, please stay!"

Henry Zhang heard the voice from behind, his expression froze.

Don't you know this kind of sentence pattern, can't you use it casually?

What if a flag is planted on me?

Henry Zhang is now sure, most likely that sloppy old man is really a master of the world.

So don't stop, keep going.

"Is the Taoist priest talking about me? You really have vision!"

However, Mo Shangwang suddenly turned his head, ran to the side of the sloppy old man, and pushed the few monks away.

After the sloppy old Taoist was helped up by Mo Shangwang, he patted the dust on his Taoist robe.

"Thank you, little brother, you are equally prodigious, but I am calling you junior brother."

The sloppy old man first thanked him, then changed his words and looked at Henry Zhang in the distance.

"Wow, Taoist priest, you are amazing, how do you know he is my junior brother?"

Mo Shangwang looked at him with admiration.

Henry Zhang finally turned his head back, he was a little worried about his brother's IQ.

The two of them were not far away just now, and they are called brothers and sisters, does anyone know how strange it is?

"senior."

Henry Zhang came to the sloppy old man and saluted.

"You two, you'd better not listen to this beggar's nonsense, and be careful not to be deceived."

A nursing monk reminded aloud.

Just now Mo Shangwang easily pushed them back, and being so young made them a little in awe, and they dared not continue to beat the old man.

It is also a good intention to have a reminder at this time.

Their mistress has just bought this mansion in Shenji City and plans to live here for a while.

But this old Taoist blocked the door of the mansion early this morning, yelling that his mistress will have a bloody disaster in the near future, which is very annoying.

And full of nonsense, it looks like a liar.

In the end, the hostess was so angry that the monks of the nursing home came out to drive him away.

"Thank you, brother, for your kindness."

Henry Zhang replied, and took out a small bag of Lingshi, and handed it to the cultivator.

"No need to do that, Your Excellency, please take it back, our task is only to drive it away."

The nursing monk refused, and after Henry Zhang walked in, his eyes were unconsciously attracted by the masked monk.

Even though the other party was wearing a mask, that unparalleled temperament was still difficult to hide, which made people heartbroken.

Now that the other party obviously intends to keep the sloppy and old way, he will naturally stop pestering him, so as not to set up a strong enemy for his master.

Zhang Xuansheng had no choice but to take back the spirit stone, feeling that this world really pays attention to appearance, if this sloppy old man has one-thousandth of his own appearance value, he will definitely be regarded as a guest by the owner.

However, he also thought about how big-hearted these monks were, punching and kicking this sloppy old man crazily.

They were all monks in the Spiritual Awareness Realm, and after beating a beggar for a long time, the other stood up, but acted like a normal person, no one cared.

The reason why Zhang Xuansheng just decided that the old way is extraordinary, in addition to the same routine, there is another important judgment factor, that is, he can't see through the other party's cultivation.

Generally speaking, even if a strong person in the Creation Realm deliberately conceals his aura, he can clearly feel the extraordinaryness of the other party.

But the old man in front of him has no spiritual power fluctuations, just like a mortal.

But can a mortal be beaten by a few monks in the spiritual realm without getting hurt?

After rescuing the sloppy old man, Zhang Xuansheng signaled Brother Mo and himself to leave.

But the sloppy old Taoist pestered him, saying: "Young man, the old Taoist is surprised to see your bones and extraordinary charm, why don't you let me do a fortune telling for you?"

After Henry Zhang stood still, he said, "Senior, are you sure? It's terrible to tell my fortune."

The sloppy old man stroked his beard and said, "Don't worry, the old man is a professional. No matter how scary it is, I won't be afraid!"

"Senior, why don't you make a fortune for me first, and see when I can find a Taoist companion?"

Mo Shangwang came up and said.

"Okay, the old man will make a hexagram now, so that your junior brother can understand the strength of the old man."