Chapter 33 Xianshan Ancient Temple

If you are not allowed to hang nine times, one is a disaster.

Ren Xu only felt a coldness from the dragon's tail to his head. He looked back at Bai Qiaoqiao and Dr. Bai and others. All of them looked at him with inexplicable eyes. He raised his eyebrows in the hundred miles of sky, which meant that you can calculate and see if you are not sure...

"This guy, look at you..."

"Hight!"

The familiar line came from behind him, and Ren Xu immediately turned around and shouted! Suddenly causing the surrounding crowd to watch, Ren Xu wiped a cold sweat on his forehead, thinking that he had never been so thrilling when he fought with Chen Min. After this interrupted the man's words, Ren Xu really observed the other party.

is a middle-aged scholar-like man. He has no power to tie a chicken. He is as thin and tall as a bamboo pole, and his beard is long and drooping on his face. How strange it is, but Ren Xu will never look down on the other party. According to his rich reading experience, a person who is brave enough to make such two awesome/forced sentences must have two skills.

Maybe it's the legendary divine calculation!

Thinking about that must be a disaster, Ren Xu doesn't want to carry a package for himself.

"This, er, sir, I won't count it."

"It's okay. I'm in a good mood today, so I'll count a gossip for you for free!"

"What? No, I really don't need it."

"Don't be humble, I'll count it for you!"

"What the hell!? What are you doing?! How can you do this!"

After saying that, the man turned his hand and took out a piece of white paper, grabbed it casually, waved it into the air and caught fire. Then he picked up a tortoise shell with his left hand, and the white paper was stuffed into the tortoise shell, shaking with the sound of sparks and copper. Ren Xu stared at the boss and saw the man constantly shaking his arms. Although he was flexible, he could not see that this fortune-telling could do martial arts.

With a sound, the fortune teller stopped his hand. Ren Xu looked at him nervously, and several people behind him also gathered curiously. A hundred miles of sky even urged the fortune tellers to hurry up. Ren Xu directly knocked down the gloatingly with one elbow, but it was such a skill that the fortune teller threw out several bronzes with a bang. Ren Xu There is no way to stop it...

The three coppers fell to the ground, and there were two missing corners on the side, a total of five. Ren Xu had never learned anything like divination or Zhou Yi. Naturally, he couldn't understand it, but Dr. Bai was so knowledgeable that he actually frowned, as if he had never seen this kind of divination.

"Innate gossip?"

Seven knives concluded his guilt and suddenly opened his mouth. The scholar was stunned for a moment, and then laughed, nodded and picked up all the copper.

"I didn't expect anyone to know this kind of divination."

"I saw His Royal Highness play with it in the Dazhou Palace."

Before the seven knives were convicted, he was the swordsman of the imperial criminal department. At that time, the prince entered the criminal department to learn experience and communicated with him, which was seen at that time. Hearing the words of seven knives, the scholar just nodded gently.

"Yes, now only the palace may have copies hidden."

The topic was suddenly pulled to the innate words of the scholar's fortune-telling. Ren Xu was about to retreat first, but he was blocked by a hundred miles of air.

"Innate hexagrams, with manpower to penetrate the sky, to get a word, I am poor and far-reaching, so the ten hexagrams are not accurate!"

The scholar looked at Ren Xu, and his expression suddenly became serious. At that moment, he actually made everyone have an illusion, as if he was listening to the teachings of the elders and the teachings of the majestic elders, and naturally he became respectful.

"Re ruthless is finally ruthless! Young man, my gossip only gave me one sentence, and the deep meaning can't even be understood by my gossip. Therefore, it's a blessing or a curse. It's hard to predict. Young man, remember this sentence. Hahaha..."

After saying that, the scholar shook his long sleeve, took back the turtle shell and copper, raised the long flag and walked down the mountain. He had a sense of Taoist temperament. Ren Xu decisively affirmed the idea in his heart. This person is likely to be the legendary master of the world, the peerless hermit!

"Gentlemen, the Taoist priest of the ancient temple, please."

While everyone was still looking at the distant figure of the scholar, a little Shami came to Ren Xu and said that a little Shami had something to do with the Taoist priest? Ren Xu's eyes showed surprise, but Dr. Bai was calm. Obviously, he had early experience. He took the first step and followed the little Sami.

Naturally, the group will not fall. As Xiao Shami turned left and right, he went up several sections of the mountain road. Finally, he stopped at the door of a quite lively ancient temple. The ancient temple is called the ancient temple. There is a huge plaque hanging on the middle gate, with the words "ancient temple" written by flying dragons and phoenixes, but monks and Taoists coexist inside. A group of people here are chanting Buddhist scriptures, but a group of people there are praying for heaven, which is really strange.

And what made Ren Xu rush to the strange place was that the people who came to this ancient temple looked like a matter of course.

"What's going on?"

"Tut, I have traveled most of the Shenzhou, and I have never seen this situation!"

Ren Xu asked Dr. Bai, and the seven-knife condemnation was also sighing. A hundred miles in the sky and Lu Yunbai laughed boredly, but attracted the anger of the people waiting next to him, which made several people even more strange.

"Hey, do you want to know why? It's simple. You will know when you go in.

Dr. Bai sold a barrier and raised his foot and left. The original little Sami didn't seem to think that Dr. Bai would recognize the way. His reaction slowed down, but he quickly followed.

Rich trees, pebbled paths, beautiful birds singing, and faint sound of running water. When Ren Xu stepped into the back/court of the ancient temple (cross your sister...), he saw such a beautiful scenery, as if he had suddenly cut off the contact with the outside world, and there was a very noisy sound before. The sound has disappeared.

The group went all the way along the pebble path, passing through a long corridor in the middle. Seven knives condemned it and looked back, but it was a lazy white blonde male lion, which seemed to feel the seven knives condemnation. The male lion raised his head and lay down lazily.

"Good guy, at least 400 years of spiritual beast, what a golden maned white dragon lion."

The seven-knife condemnation was amazed, even a hundred miles of sky was also surprised. Needless to mention Bai Qiaoqiao, only Ren Xu and Lu Yun still looked calm. Lu Yun didn't know how, but Ren Xu muttered in his heart that when he dominated the sea of trees, he had eaten such a head...

It turned out that this white lion was called the golden mane and white dragon lion. At that time, Ren Xu also took the golden retriever and sat on a scarf...

"Good eyesight, this good guest has profound skills, but I don't know that it is the seven knives recited by people in China."

At the end of the corridor, behind the arched door, a man in a gray robe came out. His gray hair was not tied, but casually spread out. Following him was a fat monk with a short figure, and his whole body was like a meatball.

And when the last person appeared at the door, Ren Xu finally spoke excitedly.

"Master!"