Killing God

The original tense atmosphere was interrupted by the sudden appearance of the sage, but it was unknowingly alleviated a bit. When everyone’s attention was attracted by the sage, the entourage next to the Xu family held him. , Again whispered to persuade a few words, the Xu family looked a little reluctant, frowned, still a little angry, but the aggressive momentum was still a little weaker.

Shen Shi naturally did not want to do anything with these people. There was no benefit. There were a lot of troubles. I didn't say much at the moment. He brought the little black pig to the side. The girl in the middle looked back at him. At a glance, there seemed to be a bit of anger.

The demeanor who just appeared is indeed extraordinary. Although he still doesn't know the depth of his Taoism, but this self-talking and humorous demeanor makes everyone afraid to underestimate it. The cultivators in Shanxiongtang didn't seem to know the origin of this monk. At this moment, their faces were a little surprised, and they frowned at him.

The Xiangshi walked all the way to the front and turned around, only to find that although everyone was looking at him, none of them wanted to speak out to see him. It seemed a little disappointed, but after a while he suddenly heard the front. A voice came, saying:

"Sir, can you see it for me?"

As soon as the xiangshi looked up, he saw a young man standing in front of the road, with a small black pig with shiny fur at his feet. It seemed a little uncomfortable, but the xiangshi didn't seem to care at all, and he was immediately happy. Get up, laughed, strode over, and said to Shen Shi:

"The son has a good vision, I guarantee you will not regret it, what do you want to see?"

Shen Shi smiled slightly and said: "Let's talk while walking."

As he said, he turned around and walked forward. The Xiangshi glanced at his back, and the corner of his eye swept over the people standing around intentionally or unintentionally, and there was a funny smile in his eyes, but there was no What to say, laughed and followed.

Shen Shi left here calmly, and the young master Xu frowned behind him. After all, he didn't say anything, and the monks in the mountain bear hall also stopped, although some of them looked at him. Looking at Shen Shi, it was clear that they didn't care about the unknown young man, and didn't show any intention of blocking. Instead, people kept sneaking at Young Master Xu and the young girl, and his expression was a little uncertain.

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Because I just entered the Gaoling Mountain, this section of the mountain road is fairly flat. It may be tiring for a mortal to go up the mountain, but for the Shenshi who has already cultivated to the Ningyuan realm, such a gentle mountain road is not said to be flat. It's almost there.

After walking for a while, the mountain road was winding, and after a few corners and bends, the shadows of the people behind were covered by the rocks and woods, and the surroundings became quiet. On the mountain road, only Shenshi and those who followed him were left. That middle-aged doctor.

Shen Shi looked back at the physiognomist, and saw that he had followed all the way, without any eagerness. He looked at the surrounding mountains and forests in a leisurely manner, like a tourist here.

As if feeling Shen Shi's slightly probing gaze, the sage also looked at him, then smiled slightly, and said, "My son, do you want to ask me anything after you think about it?"

Of course, Shen Shi didn’t really want to look for this kind of philanthropist to look at each other. The cultivator tried to practice against the sky. The deeper he went, the more he must pay attention to a strong and tenacious character, not being moved by foreign objects. Few people would believe in such vain things as the omen of physiognomy.

It's just that since he got away with the help of this physiognomy just now, Shen Shi didn't feel good and immediately turned his face and said that he didn't want to look at the physiognomy. After a while, he said, "Excuse me, sir, which one is Yu Xiangshu the most accomplished?

The Xiangshi flicked his sleeve robe, smiled gently, and said: "Under the physiognomy is an ancestral treasure technique, it is omnipotent and omnipotent, but the son has doubts, just ask."

Shen Shi suffocated, and the original thin trust in this boastful sage became less and less in his heart, thinking that this sage actually dared to say such boasts, a liar, and he laughed immediately and said: "Sir. It’s hard for me to believe such a boast."

The Xiangshi smiled slightly, his eyes closed slightly, he seemed to take a close look at Shen Shi's face, then he pondered for a moment, then pinched his fingers and counted a few times, and then Shi Shiran said:

"I think the son is right-faced, and his luck is not bad, but his fate is biased, and there is solitary evil intrusion. I dare to ask if the son is well when his parents are young?"

Shen Shi's body shook, and he immediately took a step, his eyes lit up, staring at the doctor.

The xiangshi smiled calmly, as if he didn't care at all.

After a while, Shen Shi's expression gradually calmed down, but the gaze looking at the sage-shi was a bit different from before. After a moment of silence, he said, "Mr. Wisdom, I really lost my mother since childhood, and my father Separated for many years."

The minister nodded slightly, and seemed to know everything in his chest. Shen Shi glanced at him, and suddenly his heart moved, and said: "Since your sir has such a great thaumaturgy, can you count it for me? , See where my father is now?"

The minister smiled and said lightly: "What's the difficulty?"

Shen Shi was overjoyed. For many years, he had cut off news from his father, Shen Tai. It has always been a knot in his heart. After all, that is his only relative in this world, but Shen Tai has disappeared over the years, and it is really impossible to find. Today, I heard the Physician say that there is such a way. Although he still has some doubts about physiognomy in his heart, but under the circumstances, he really can’t take that much into consideration. If he insists on saying it, even a dead horse becomes a living horse. After being treated, hope is always better than despair.

At that moment, Shen Shi hurriedly gave a salute, with a solemn and sincere expression, and said: "Please sir help me calculate this."

The magistrate laughed, waved his hand and said, "Small things, little things, but..." He smiled and glanced at Shen Shi, and said, "Sir, do you want to ask me to fortune?"

Shen Shi was stunned. After a while, he recovered, a trace of embarrassment passed across his face, and he was silent for a moment, and said, "But I don't know how much money is my husband?"

The magistrate smiled and said, "Five spirit crystals are enough."

Shen Shi frowned and said, "So expensive..."

The scholar was not angry, only smiled and said, "Selling goods and knowing home."

Shen Shi took a deep look at him, and saw the exquisite clothes of this Taoist and immortal scholar. In terms of his grace and appearance, he is really different from the dragon and the phoenix, except that there is no powerful person in the Yuandan realm. In addition to his power, he was comparable to the real person of Huaiyuan, the head teacher of Ling Xiaozong who first visited when he first returned to Jinhong Mountain. They were the two most outstanding figures he had ever seen in his life.

Perhaps such a character is really a stranger in the game world?

This thought passed through Shen Shi's mind, but then he felt that it seemed unreliable again, but thinking about the situation of his parents just now, the physicist casually confided in his parents, and couldn't help feeling a little bit of luck and hope in his heart.

When his father Shen Tai's voice and smile passed by his eyes many years ago, Shen Shi finally thought about affectionately, gritted his teeth, took out five spirit crystals from the wishful bag, handed them to the sage, and said: "Please help me. I count it."

The xiangshi laughed and reached out his hand to take Lingjing, just smiled and said: "Little things, little things."

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In Shen Shi’s expectant gaze, this extraordinary physicist casually thrust the green rod in his hand into the ground beside him, and then placed his hands flat on his chest in front of Shen Shi, and his ten fingers began to bend and stretch one by one. , Like playing the piano, like plucking a string, and chanting words in the mouth, I don’t know what is being calculated?

Shen Shi watched for a while, frowning slightly, and feeling a little uneasy in his heart, and beside him, the little black pig was sitting on the ground boredly when the two of them were talking, but at this time stood up for some reason. , It seemed that he felt something suddenly. To be precise, after the sage master inserted the verdant green rod in his hand into the soil, the little black pig suddenly seemed to be alarmed and turned his head to look over.

Xiao Hei didn't even bother about the physicist who was carefully calculating or pretending to be a ghost. In a pair of tiny pig eyes, he just stood against the verdant green rod for some reason, and then, the little black pig slowly moved step by step. The green rod walked over.

It didn’t walk fast, there was even hesitation in its footsteps, and there seemed to be some doubts or surprises in its eyes, and it made a low muffled sound from time to time, as if to mutter something, at the same time The nose kept sniffing, as if it found something very strange.

The green rod was quietly inserted in the soil, motionless, no matter it was a sage or Shen Shi, at this moment, he did not notice this strange little black pig.

It didn’t take long for the little black pig to get close to the green pole. The green pole was several feet long. The upper part was tied with a cloth strip for guiding the way, and the lower half was a smooth and moist body without any ornaments. It looks like some kind of wild green bamboo on the side of the road, but when you look closely, it doesn't seem to be the same, because on the green poles, there are no bamboo joints normally found in bamboo.

The little black pig's eyes widened, staring at the green rod without blinking, and then sniffed around the green rod a few times, and a strange expression quickly passed through his eyes, that look... It seems to be a little drunk.

Starting from the bottom of the green pole bordering the soil, the little black pig smelled it, and then began to slowly move upwards, as if an indescribable aura was exuding from the green pole, making it completely uncontrollable and intoxicated. It smelled bit by bit, and its eyes were getting brighter and brighter, and even in such a swift moment as lightning and flint, strange changes occurred in its eyes.

The left eye is gray and deep, like a gray mist that never dissipates; the right eye is like a light wheel, shining with blue, yellow, purple and different colors.

Afterwards, the little pig paused, opened his mouth slightly, with a little caution and hopeful, gently stretched out its tongue, and licked it on the green rod.

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The green rod didn't move at all, and even the cloth with the fairy tales on it didn't move, but the sage who was trying to figure out suddenly frowned, as if he felt something, his eyes were slightly tilted, and he glanced at the green rod.