He and It

"Let me ask," Liu Fuguang said bluntly, "You only need to interpret the hexagrams, and there is no need to worry about other things."

"Are you asking?" Zhou Yi was stunned, "That means... only six lines are counted?"

Seeing Liu Fuguang nodding, Zhou Yi thought for a long time, gritted his teeth, stamped his feet, and agreed.

"Okay! Then just hold out your hand."

Liu Fuguang opened his jade-like palm, and three copper coins of the same standard fell into his palm with a clanging sound.

He put his palms together and thought about the problem silently.

"Is the impact of Yan Huan's tenth eye on the world good or bad?"

He shook it a few times and threw it six times on the table made of spirit energy.

For six-line divination questions, the more certain you are, the better. For example, if you ask a question about bad luck or whether it is good or bad, if you ask an ambiguous question, the answer you get will also be ambiguous.

Zhou Yi wrote down the copper coin patterns every time and calculated them in his mind.

Sweat broke out on his forehead. The True Immortal was silent for a moment and said: "What you are asking about is hard to tell whether it is good or bad, and the process must be bumpy and difficult."

Liu Fuguang raised his eyebrows.

"At first, there were signs of subversion, and the road ahead was foggy and confusing," Zhou Yi sweated more and more on his forehead, "but... if you choose correctly, the road will be smooth and everything will be fine in the end."

Liu Fuguang's raised eyebrow turned into a frown.

"No more." Zhou Yi opened his eyes, his whole body was wet, as if he had just been fished out of the water.

Liu Fuguang said: "That's it."

"That's it." Zhou Yi spread his hands and said helplessly, "After all, I am just a little fairy servant, not a true god. No matter how much I think about it, I can't figure it out."

After receiving a brief answer, Liu Fuguang's mood could not be settled. Zhou Yi only talked about the results of "choosing properly". What if the choice was improper? If you take one wrong step on your errand, will you face an abyss?

"Thank you, True Immortal," Liu Fuguang said in a low voice, "You have done me a great favor. I also know the rules regarding the rewards for divination."

He took a jade vase and presented it to Zhou Yi with both hands.

"This is not a treasure of wealth, nor is it a cheap thing that you don't care about. It is a famous product of Dongnum. Please accept it."

Zhou Yi took the jade bottle and uncorked it. He smelled the fragrant and refreshing fragrance of the wine. His eyes lit up. He said "good wine" first, and then looked at it. He saw that the wine in it was like a solidified tremor. The towering golden jelly reflects and ripples in the bottle, shaking with dazzling light.

"Jinbo Niang?" Zhou Yi couldn't help but smile, "It has been sealed for six thousand years, and now it is alive!"

"Drink as you please," Liu Fuguang said with a slight smile, "As long as you are willing to enjoy it, you can choose the Jinbo wine in Dongnum."

Zhou Yi laughed, stood up and paid homage.

"It's just," he hesitated for a moment before leaving, "if the Dragon God knew that I had been here..."

"I will help you," Liu Fuguang said, "I will definitely not let him mess around."

After putting down a big stone, Zhou Yi felt relieved and said goodbye to Liu Fuguang completely. However, on the way back, he would have to be helped by Cheng Zong and Xi Ji for a while.

The mottled and uneven touch of copper coins still remained on his fingertips. Liu Fuguang twisted his index finger and couldn't help but frown in thought.

Several months passed like this, and this time, Yan Huan spent even longer time than the first time. There seemed to be signs of recovery in the world. When the Dragon God walked into the palace seemingly unharmed, even Liu Qizhang, who was sitting beside the bed, smelled the burning and anxious breath.

For the first time in his life, Yan Huan experienced the feeling of "tiredness".

He was tired. The excessive consumption of strength and excessive damage to his body made him feel weak as never before. However, the moment he walked into the palace, he still smelled a stubborn smell that belonged to a true immortal.

Which immortal came here?

The anger was about to surge endlessly. Yan Huan changed his mind and lost his anger again.

No, no immortal would be so stupid as to dare to go deep into the East Marsh and meet Fuguang rashly. Because of the torture of death and pain, those true immortals have deeply remembered that he is their only reverse scale that will die if they touch it.

So, the reason why the immortal dares to step here without fear is because Qingqing personally invited him...

Thinking of this, Yan Huan couldn't help but turn from anger to joy.

——Qingqing met the True Immortal in private, what was he going to do?

Reveries full of expectations filled the Dragon God's mind for a moment.

——Are you going to take advantage of my weakness to plot revenge and overthrow me, or are you going to ask the immortal to prove my weakness and plan to seriously injure me with one blow?

Ah, if that's the case, that would be great! I will bend my body at his feet, expose the hideous wounds, and drown him with my blood. Then I will beg for mercy and say the most pitiful and despicable words in the world. After doing such a hateful thing, he finally can no longer ignore me or neglect me!

While he was thinking about it, Liu Fuguang raised his eyes, intending to glance at him calmly, but when he turned to Yan Huan, his eyes remained fixed there.

In his field of vision, Yan Huan's true body had been completely... no, it couldn't be said to be completely burned. Four of the nine eyes have turned into the form of semi-molten glass, swollen with bright red pus, and the huge pupils are frozen in crooked positions, like some of the most terrifying handicrafts. The dark tentacles that make up the body are also mixed with half extinguished ashes and half hot red.

In such a shaky true body, the skin he used to disguise himself was still flawless, maintaining the virtual beauty and majesty of the god.

"I...I'm back!" Seeing Liu Fuguang's gaze fixed on him, Yan Huan was so excited that he was trembling all over. He was about to walk over quickly, but then he remembered the unquenchable heat in his body and was afraid of being roasted. Liu Fuguang, without taking a single step, fell to the ground and turned around several times.

Liu Fuguang remained silent and just looked at Yan Huan.

As the elder brother, Liu Qizhang didn't have a good look on Yan Huan. However, the atmosphere at this moment was so subtle... When people say that a person's eyes are powerful, they usually describe them as "eyes like hooks", but he saw with his own eyes that his younger brother's eyes were like hooks. The look in his eyes was indeed more exaggerated than a hook, like an invisible and silent dog leash. Once he threw it at the evil dragon, it turned him into an idiot who could only run around in circles.

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