The lights are feasting, and there are swaying pink shadows and brocade-clad young men drinking and singing.
In any chaotic world where hunger is everywhere, there is such a place where the fire cooks oil and the paper is drunk. The Shangjing Red Lantern Square is the most famous gold consumption cave in Zhongzhou. There are the most beautiful women here, but a glass of wine is worth it. The annual tax of the last middle-class family. Countless fresh-clothed children who had never seen a bloody battlefield, and who didn't even distinguish between grains, wanted to have fun here.
In the flower shop with swaying red lanterns, there were many unscrupulous laughter and sweet gasping and moaning sounds, and the smell of wine and barbecue came out from many open windows.
On a bluestone road outside a flower building, an old beggar was sitting. Most of the old beggar's hair was glued together, like withered grass. It seemed that he hadn't been washed for a long time, and the color of his clothes could no longer be seen. Like rags, piled up on his body, there was a blue and white porcelain bowl with several gaps in front of the door, the inside was very black and greasy, only a yellow bamboo stick by his leg looked clean.
Such beggars were everywhere and would not attract attention at all, but a middle-aged Taoist in a yellow shirt suddenly appeared not far in front of him as if appearing out of thin air.
The eyes of this middle-aged Taoist were slightly sunken, but his nose was very pointed. He looked like a very yin dove. His hair was stuck in a jade hairpin. There are cloud patterns embroidered with gold silk on the cuffs, and there are patterns of sun, moon and stars on the back. This middle-aged Taoist, after the white-clothed girl and Cihang Jingzhai and his group led Luo Bei to escape into the Dragon King Temple, when the black-clothed temple and the Dragon King Temple died together, at the moment when the Dragon King Statue violently exploded. In an instant, the yellow-clothed Taoist who brought out the black-clothed temple priest!
This middle-aged Taoist with a dove face had captured the rickety Miao Zhu alive in a split second before, and his flying speed was close to Kuang Wuxin's speed, but at this moment, although he didn't even have half a fraction of mana fluctuations, It didn't show it, but between the steps, there seemed to be infinite power rolling in his body, which showed that his cultivation was extremely high.
Now this middle-aged Taoist with a dove face and an atlas of the sun, moon and stars on his Taoist robe appeared in front of the ragged old beggar sitting on the ground with his head bowed, but he looked at the old beggar for a while, and suddenly He said to the old beggar with great interest: "It is said that in addition to being born with a unique ability to seek good luck and avoid bad luck, the lineage of Tianjuan also has attainments that are difficult for others to match in the way of measuring characters and divination. I wonder if you can figure out my history?"
The old beggar didn't seem surprised by the appearance of the middle-aged Taoist. When he heard the middle-aged Taoist say that, he still lowered his head and said, "Give me a word."
"Okay, that's the word!" The middle-aged Taoist stretched out his finger and nodded to the sky above.
"You mean... God?"
"That's right." The middle-aged Taoist looked at the sky with his hands behind his back, and laughed maniacally: "You can hexagram the word for heaven."
The old beggar moved dumbly, took out a few scorched tortoise shells, shook his hands a few times, and threw them on the ground with a plop.
"The hexagram faces the west...you are from the west. Heaven, the Lord who controls everything, since this is the case, you should come from Kunlun. You are above everyone, and you are divided into two people. Among Kunlun, the heart is only inferior to them. With your Your cultivation base should not rank below the two, so inferring from this, your identity can only be one of the four direct disciples of Huang Wushen. Although your cultivation base cannot be stabilized among the top ten golden immortals in Kunlun But because you are one of the three direct disciples of Huang Wushen, your position in Kunlun in the future will only be lower than Huang Wushen and Qilian City, so you are the four direct disciples of Huang Wushen Daoist Hong Yi among them!"
The middle-aged Taoist was slightly taken aback, and suddenly laughed wildly again, "Okay! Okay! Okay! You made a good guess, and I am Hong Yi. So, you should also know why I am here?"
"Even the True Immortal of Crossing the Tribulation can't know the destiny. With my meager cultivation, how can I know everything." The old beggar shook his head, "I just feel that you want me to take you to a very dangerous place , and you have evil spirits on your body, you are going to kill people!"
"It's okay to tell you. Luo Bei, the villain of Shu Mountain, and a group of monsters escaped into the Jiuqu Styx Formation. In the whole world, except for the ferrymen of the Jiuqu Styx Formation, only you, the descendant of the Heavenly Family, have the ability to pass through the formation." The ability to cross the Jiuqu Styx Formation." Daoist Hong Yi looked at the old beggar and said, "As long as you take us across the Jiuqu Styx Formation, your benefits will naturally be indispensable."
"I won't help you cross the Jiuqu Styx formation." The old beggar shook his head, "I know that there is someone from Cihang Jingzhai who is with Luobei. Cihang Jingzhai is kind to me, and I absolutely won't help you."
"Oh?" Master Hong Yi smiled, "I think you should know the consequences of rejecting me."
"Yes, I will die." The old beggar nodded and said, "It is better for me to die alone than to die with many people."
"Sounds like a good idea." Daoist Hong Yi squinted his eyes and looked at the old beggar, "But I'm a little strange, since the Heaven's Blessed lineage is born with the premonition of seeking good fortune and avoiding evil, why don't you try to escape and hide, Won't let me find it?"
"The way of heaven is vast, and cause and effect are hard to change. Even if you know good or bad, how can you just avoid it?" the old beggar said silently.
"It seems that you also know that under this 'sky', you are just a little ant. If so, how can you still think that you can control your own life and death?" Master Hong Yi smiled ferociously up. The old beggar raised his head in shock. Under the messy hair, each of his eyes had two black pupils, but before he could make any movement, a powerful force of true essence burst out. It crushed hard on his body, knocking the true energy in his body to the point where it was impossible to resist. Almost at the same time, several gossamer-like brilliance shot out from the hands of Master Hong Yi, piercing the old beggar's heavenly spirit. went in.
The old beggar's body twisted and trembled strangely, he completely lost control of his body, but he could clearly feel that every thought in his mind could be clearly felt by Hong Yi .
"It seems that there are many things that you really can't figure out." Master Hong Yi sneered and looked at the old beggar with frightened eyes, "You probably don't know that the formulas given to the three of us by the master are all different. .In front of me, ants like you have no choice at all."
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In the Jiuqu Styx formation, the huge bowl-like boat was still floating silently.
Where the fire light from the oil lamp hanging on the side of the boat shines, there is still a boundless black water flow and cloudy water vapor.
The magic circle of Jiuqu Styx uses the power of the magic circle to truly create a substantial boundless river of Styx. Although this magic circle can transport people thousands of miles away, it still has to be like a ferry boat. Slowly cross over in it.
Xiao Wuqiu sat beside Xiaocha with some fatigue, occupying a large space. And Xiaocha sat quietly beside Luo Bei.
Xiaocha seldom talks, and Xiaocha, who has always been used to living alone in the mountains, is not good at talking with people, and all the people don't know what she is thinking in her heart. But in fact, although everyone here has a reason to protect Luobei and want Luobei to live, no one has more reasons than her.
Because of Luobei, she saw the outside world, and because of Luobei, she had a lot of feelings that she would never have, and made her understand what the feelings in the world are like.
Xiaocha understands what feelings are, and she also understands that she likes Luobei.
If possible, Xiaocha would rather sacrifice herself for Luobei to wake up, but when will Luobei wake up
The blind ferryman who was like a ghost once again inserted the long black pole in his hand into the Styx, sparking a spark, and at the same time, the bowl-shaped ship changed its direction again, and at this moment, the Xiaocha who was beside Luo Bei suddenly heard a pop.
This sound can be said to be very low, not even as good as the sound made when the light on the oil lamp hanging on the side of the boat flickers, but this sound is like a thunder to Xiaocha's ears. The whole body tensed up all of a sudden.
Not only Xiaocha, but also the girl in white and Yunyuan who were sitting on the side adjusting their breathing heard it. That sound was the heartbeat of Luo Bei!
Luobei, who has always been like a dead person, has a heartbeat? !
Could it be because of the effect of the Longevity Pearl
Almost everyone's breathing froze at this moment, but after this sound, there was no more sound.
Xiaocha froze for a moment, and she couldn't help but drop her hand to Luobei's chest. Xiaocha hoped that she had heard correctly, that she could feel Luobei's heartbeat when her hand fell on Luobei's chest. But when her soft and boneless hand fell on Luo Bei's chest, Luo Bei's body was still cold, and there was still no heartbeat.
Could it be that I heard wrong
Xiaocha's body was stiff, and her eyes were slightly astringent, but at this moment, perhaps because her hand was tugging at Luo Bei's shirt, a hard object suddenly slipped out of Luo Bei's ripped shirt.
This is a shining silk bag, which is used by Bigenshan people to place magic weapons for Luobei. It is very strong, and now there are only Luobei's Zilei Yuan Magnetic Cone and Twelve Capitals Tianyou Xiangshen in it. In addition to the magic, there is a dark, flat iron box.
In the past, even if Luo Bei accidentally dropped something in front of her, Xiaocha would not check Luo Bei's things privately, but at this time, Xiaocha couldn't help but think that there might be something on Luo Bei's body. , will help his recovery somewhat.
The flat iron box was opened by Xiaocha.
"Corpse God*", in addition to a black book, Xiaocha also saw two emeralds in the shape of teardrops, a thing like a black melon seed, and a cyan jade the size of an egg .
"What are these? Will it be useful to him?" Seeing these unfamiliar things, Xiaocha, who had no scheming, immediately looked at the girl in white, Yunyuan and the others and asked.