Chapter 483 Beast Bone Divination

"Oh my go!"

Don't beg for the tattered linen sleeves were caught by the old man, and the whole cuff was torn off. Looking back with a wry smile, don't beg at the old man on his back and ask, "Why did you arrest me?" There is no need to say anything about saving your life. You are an old man who was killed in public. I can't see this kind of thing, that's all.

The old man with an ostrace coughed a few times and threw away the begging cuffs. He trembling to Begging, lowered his voice and sighed, "Young man, well, these days, there are fewer old guys like me who can feel pity. Well, you've been unlucky lately!"

With a raised brow, Don't beg to look at your broken arm and said indifferently, "Of course, you are unlucky. If you are lucky, can someone cut off one hand?"

stretched out his hand and took Begging's palm. The old man took him to a bumpy rock in the roadside grass. He whispered, "Come on, follow me. Alas, young man, be bold. Are you still afraid of me, an old man with only one breath left, what will do to you?

Don't beg for a few turns, let the old man pull himself to the rocky ground inside and outside. Far away, there are dozens of natural rock pillars seven or eight feet high, and hundreds of rocks of different sizes are spread on the grass, forming a barrier like the foundation of a house. Several groundhogs unique to the grassland were standing on a big stone in a daze, staring straight at the old man.

The panting old man pulled Begging to the rocky field, avoiding the pedestrians on the road who shouted and discussed the scene of Begging to save people under the whip just now. Around a few big stones, the old man with a hunchback pulled Don't beg and sat down on a grass of several feet.

The ostrest leaned on the ground, and the old man could finally turn his eyes to the begging face. With a low smile, the old man shook his head and said, "Your eyebrows are black, and the black air rises behind your head. You have been very unlucky recently. What does it mean to break an arm? You almost died, didn't you? In the past few months, I almost lost my life, right?

Don't beg for awe-inspiring." He stared deeply at the old man's white, black and gray eyes and said in a low voice, "Old man, just say what you want to say! I can see that you are not an ordinary person. If you have anything to say to me, just say it clearly.

"Ouch!" The old man with an ostret back rubbed his palm, shook his head and said with a wry smile, "The young man who speaks so directly is not cute at all!"

With a sigh, the old man shook his head and said, "But" Finally, there is still a little respect for the old man, and he is still a very good young man! Unlike those bastards now, they all forget their ancestors and don't respect the old people. Alas, what's the matter?

Don't beg the old man without saying a word. The old man shook his head. He grabbed the bamboo basket behind him. He turned over the worthless herbs for a while and took out a flat bone plate more than a foot long, three inches wide and light gold. This bone plate is as clean as a mirror. The golden bone naturally produces a complex road, and the lavender pattern is inlaid with speckled silver spots. Don't suddenly feel that the pattern on the bone plate is very familiar.

Look at the old man in surprise, don't beg to look up at the sky. The sun is shining brightly, and you can't see the stars yet, but don't be sure that the lines on this bone plate are part of the star map in the night sky. The old man's palm shook. The road on the bone plate twisted with the brilliance, as if it was really hundreds of stars running along a certain trajectory on the bone plate.

"This is..." Don't beg for a sudden sparkle in your mind. This seems to be the skeleton of some kind of natural beast "blessing beast"?

The stolen scriptures only mentions a little bit about this kind of blame beast, because there is nothing on the misfortune beast that the inherits of the stolen scriptures that they think are useful, so the description of the beast of misfortune is very simple.

The old man smiled." He gently stroked the bone plate and whispered, "Young man, you saved the old man today, so the old man uses this bone plate that has treasured the blessing beast for half a lifetime to predict your future. If it's a bad omen, you can find a place to hide. If it's good luck..."

The old man pondered for a while and asked, "If it's good luck, what?"

grin" The old man shook his head repeatedly and said, "Look at your bad luck, how can it be a good omen?"

Don't beg, I almost fainted by the old man's words." He stared at the old man fiercely and said in a low voice, "Well, please give the old man a try!" No one likes to be said that they must be unlucky. Don't beg, and naturally don't like to hear such bad words.

The old man grinned. He stroked the bone plate and recited the spell in a strange voice. The light around suddenly darkened, and a cold air came out on the ground, and the hot sun in the air also lost its power. The cold cool air drilled along the pores to the [body] without begging. This sticky, like a real cool air, made the spirit shiver, and the real qi hurriedly resisted the invasion of the cold air.

The low ghost roar came from the depths of the ground, and the small gray-white whirlwind, which was a little high, came out of the soil under the old man's feet with a ghost spirit, and drifted around. The green grass on the grass suddenly withered, as if all their anger and the water in their [body] were drained out in an instant.

The ghost roar made the congenital infants in the body begin to be restless. Fortunately, there was also the forbidden law Shenyan to help him stabilize his mind. His eyes swept around, and the faint purple and blue rice faintly shot out of his pupils, and the ghost roar and coldness no longer dared to approach his body.

The old man looked up at Begging in surprise, and the leader smiled and said, "Young man, there are still some good things to carry with you. It's good!"

Don't beg for a word. He sat cross-legged, and his hands were formed into a unique ice lotus seal in the Xuanyin Water Sutra to protect the Dantian. The cold air kept gushing out of his [body]. The cold air stabilized his mind. The cold air made the cold air around him clicked and freeze. It's like the sudden arrival of winter.

The strange spell gradually sounded, and the old man's hand pointed to the ground in front of him. In the ghost's cry, the seven ghosts were dark, only about a foot high, and the little ghosts got out of the ground with a long tail. They chirped and screamed and randomly threw a few white and miserable bones on the ground. These skulls are strangely shaped, densely covered with sharp thorns, which are obviously not owned by human beings.

The old man stretched out his hand and piled up these skeletons. Several white whirlwinds rolled over loudly, just around the bone pile, and the gray-white flame suddenly rose. "These skeletons burned, and the gray-white flames converged into a square fire. At the head, a white smoke rushed straight up more than ten feet high, and was blown into a large piece of white smoke by the wind.

The bone plate of the evil beast was thrown into the gray flame. The old man recited a few spells in a low voice, and suddenly looked up and said to Begging, "A drop of blood, drip down quickly!"

Don't be silent. He looked at the old man and said nothing.

The old man was stunned, and then suddenly woke up and laughed. He shook his head and sighed, "If the old man wants to be against you, no matter how high your cultivation is, you can't escape!"

Turn over casually and point to the ground around you. The withered green grass suddenly sprouted and grew back. The old man smiled and flicked his fingers. The ordinary grass suddenly turned into cabbages all over the ground! It is watery, fresh, crisp and tender, extremely strong, and can weigh at least a dozen catties of cabbage in one pocket.

Don't beg, the muscles all over his body twitched, and his scalp was numb.

The immortals can only use the most superficial rules of heaven and earth to destroy the power of the rules. Therefore, the struggle between the immortals is often full of lightning and thunder, and the sky is full of treasures, which looks extremely pleasing to the eyes.

Jinxian can distort the rules in a small range. What they understand is no longer the rules themselves, but some derivatives and changes of the rules. They can turn stones into gold, turn water into oil, and even open iron trees. These means are the unique skills of golden immortals.

But like the old man, he turns fine grass into cabbage and completely transforms one creature into another creature. Only the legendary Taiyi Jinxian, who can destroy, and change the rules, has the strength to do it. It seems easy to turn fine grass into Chinese cabbage, but in fact, it is 10,000 times more difficult than 10,000 stones into gold.

Don't beg for a silent palm on your broken arm, the skin and flesh cracked, and a large amount of blood was sprayed out, sprinkled on the bone plate that was burned by the gray flame. When the blood was sprayed, the bone plate "clammed loudly, and countless silver spots on it flashed rapidly." The bone plate suddenly cracked more than a dozen entangled cracks.

"Tsk, you think human blood is river water, don't you need money?" The old man on his back stared at Don't beg fiercely and muttered in a low voice, "It's said that it only takes a drop, and it's bloody." Is it good-looking?"

Seeing that the bone plate was cracked, the seven-headed black kid who had just been sent white bones as firewood rushed to the old man and opened his mouth to gnaw the old man's fingers. The old man grabbed the sickle one by one, and quickly cut the little ghosts all over, almost cutting off their bodies. The seven little ghosts were so scared that they shouted strangely, "It turns into a thick smoke and drifts away.

The old man cursed in a low voice: "A group of greedy little things, do you still want benefits to help the old man do some small things? The old man is only one step away from death. You suck some more blood. Doesn't the old man have to die a few days earlier?

Shaking his head, the old man grabbed the bone plate and carefully looked at the cracks on it.

After careful study for a quarter of an hour, the old man's face changed slightly. He looked at the begging and sighed, "It's a bad omen. Sure enough, you are very unlucky. If you go further, there will be a murder. But to be honest, the old man hides the great opportunity in this fierce. If you can break through, that is, the grass snake becomes a dragon, which is the chance to reach the sky in one step. I don't believe you can break through!"

Don't squint and be silent for a long time. He looked at the cabbage squeezed together with hundreds of pockets around him, and Shi Shiran stood up.

He bowed deeply to the old man, and said in a low voice, "Since you have a chance, you must go on!" Senior, thank you very much!"

Humming a small tune of folk songs, don't beg to turn into a breeze and go straight to the north.

The old man was stunned, shook his head, and cursed in a low voice, "I'm looking for a way to die. I wasted a bone plate of a blessed beast!"

A soft smile suddenly came from a cabbage: "But, it's a kind-hearted child, isn't it?"

The old man with an ostling back was meditative and speechless. After a long time, he turned into a drifting wind.

"People will always change! Especially those... Humph!"