"Brother mud, you are so confused, you know that the golden scales must transform into a dragon, so why do you have to modify the way of heaven?" Sun Junyi said lightly.
"Even though Pan Dao knows that things can't be violated, he doesn't want to see Mo Gucheng's bloodline destroyed!" Ni Bodhisattva said coldly.
"Although you are the world's number one fortune teller, have you never heard of a sentence called-'There is a fish in the North Ming, whose name is Kun'?" Sun Junyi suddenly stood up and said meaningfully.
Boom!
Hearing this, the mud bodhisattva's face changed drastically, and he ignored Sun Junyi, but drew out the compass and began to deduct it quickly.
Wow… !
Suddenly, the mud bodhisattva spewed out a mouthful of old blood, and his originally ruddy complexion suddenly became pale as paper.
"Heaven is ruthless, it is really ruthless."
The mud bodhisattva looked a little sullen, and muttered: "The old man still claims to be the number one fortune-teller in the world, but he didn't calculate that there are fish in Beiming."
After finishing speaking, the mud bodhisattva looked into Sun Junyi's gaze, and he suddenly added a little respect: "Brother Sun, if you didn't make the move this time, I am afraid that the old man will be in a big catastrophe this time."
"So, don't you blame me for being troubled?" Sun Junyi smiled.
"No wonder, but what the old man doesn't understand is why you are not a fortune teller, but you can count this?" The mud bodhisattva was a little confused.
Sun Junyi's strongest place is alchemy, and the mud bodhisattva is the strongest fortune-telling.
But Sun Junyi walked in front of the mud bodhisattva in fortune-telling, and the mud bodhisattva naturally couldn't understand it.
"In fact, it's very simple, because this matter has something to do with you. Although you can count as a heavenly secret, you can't count things related to your own interests."
Caressing the white beard, Sun Junyi solemnly said: "If it weren't for this, there would be no legend that the mud bodhisattva would cross the river and it would be hard to protect himself."
"Ashamed and ashamed, the old man came to Beiming this time, and originally wanted to use your brother Sun's power to make the golden scale appear."
The old mud bodhisattva blushed and said with shame: "Now it seems that even if the golden scales appear, it has nothing to do with the old man."
"In fact, Jinlin had already lost the opportunity to transform the dragon when you killed it."
Pointing to the chessboard on the stone table, Sun Junyi said lightly: "Brother Ni, look carefully, what do you see?"
"This..." Hearing this, the mud bodhisattva was taken aback, and after squinting his eyes, he was suddenly shocked: "Kunpeng!"
"There is a fish in the North Ming, whose name is Kun, and Kun will eventually become a big Peng spreading its wings and flying upward for 90,000 miles."
Sun Junyi picked up the green plum wine and handed it to the mud bodhisattva, saying meaningfully: "Brother mud, you killed a golden scale that had a chance to transform into a dragon, but gave birth to a Kunpeng that rose to ninety thousand miles. You are really amazing."
Ugh!
Picking up the wine glass, the mud bodhisattva raised his neck, Gululu drank all the green plum wine, instinctively that although the wine was sweet, it was a bit more bitter.
"In the Central Plains, the lords compete with each other, and the princes in the four directions are like dragons, but the Kunpeng who can spread his wings 90,000 miles in the air is destined to be only one person."
While sipping the wine, Sun Junyi said with a smile: "Brother Ni, you don't need to blame yourself. The Western Regions are about to move. There seems to be a seal broken in Dalin Temple. If Kunpeng is born, it would be a good thing for the world.
"If Kunpeng is righteous, he is a powerful minister in the world; if Kunpeng is evil, he is a hero in troubled times."
Caressing the white beard, the mud bodhisattva sighed sighly: "If Kunpeng is a hero of the world, it will be fine. If it is really the devil king of the world, I am afraid that all people will suffer catastrophe that day."
"I didn't expect that the old man's difference in thought would cause a big mistake. This is really a sin."
After that, the mud bodhisattva no longer has the skin to stay in the valley, steer the boat, and leave.
Sun Junyi looked at the back of the mud bodhisattva, only to feel that this great figure who has been in the world for a hundred years, at this moment, under the shroud of the sun, is a little more bleak.
"Brother mud, the old man can only help you once, I hope you will make mistakes, so as not to be overwhelmed." Sun Junyi shook his head and drank the green plum wine in his hand.
The mud bodhisattva walked very quickly, and as soon as he left the inner island, he braved the wind and waves and went all the way to the distance.
Rumble!
At the same time, a helicopter passed by the mud bodhisattva's head.
It is strange to say that the shadow of the helicopter in the sun actually resembles a Kunpeng, and it looks strange.
However, the mud bodhisattva was in a daze at the moment, and did not notice this strange scene.
When the mud bodhisattva was conscious, the helicopter had already gone far and disappeared in the vast forest.
"Who was that person just now?" On the helicopter, Deng Jiuling frowned and asked Director Li who was sitting aside.
Although he didn't know the mud bodhisattva, Deng Jiuling unintentionally looked down just now, and there was still a chill in his heart.
Deng Jiuling encountered a similar feeling only once in his life, and that was the first time he met Mo Yu, the "Lord of the South Sea".
At that time, Deng Jiuling was full of cold, and only felt that in front of Mo Yu, there was no resistance at all.
What happened later also proved that Mo Yu was a life and death threat to Deng Jiuling.
Deng Jiuling had a chance to kill Mo Yu only after igniting the vitality to activate the secret method and forcibly raising his cultivation base to "half-step power."
However, the appearance of the boss of the Mo family made Deng Jiuling's achievements fall short and completely lost the opportunity to kill Mo Yu.
Mo Yu is the number one arrogant of the South China Sea. He has been in the South China Sea for twenty years without fail. This time he was slammed by Deng Jiuling and suffered a very serious setback in his self-confidence.
But Deng Jiuling knew better that after this failure, Mo Yu's Dao Heart would be completely fulfilled.
When we meet next time, Mo Yu's cultivation base will definitely be stronger, which shocks Deng Jiuling.
But what Deng Jiuling could think of was that after coming to Beiming this time, he would encounter a second strong man who made him feel palpitations.
Who is that old man
This is what makes Deng Jiuling feel very confused.
When looking at the information in the dormitory a few days ago, Deng Jiuling probably found out about the information and photos of the strong man in Beiming.
But even though Deng Jiuling wanted to break his head, he didn't even think of the old way of going on a boat just now, who is the great god.
"I don't know that person, I don't know who it is." Teacher Zhang also looked confused.
"I know that person. Twenty years ago, when I was still studying at Beiming University, I was lucky enough to go to Nantianmen once."
Director Li frowned, and suddenly slapped his head and said, "This person, I heard from the disciples of Nantianmen, seems to be called a mud bodhisattva."
"So it was him!"
boom!
Deng Jiuling's pupils shrank, and there was a hint of coldness in the tiger's eyes: "It's no wonder that the guards with swords in Zhenbeihou back then came to kill me on Beiming No. 1, because this old man was making a ghost!"
Deng Jiuling has a natural aversion to the mud bodhisattva.
Now that it was determined that the mud bodhisattva was helping the Mohist school to chase him down, Deng Jiuling was even more angry, wishing to turn the helicopter around to destroy the mud bodhisattva.
However, Deng Jiuling just thought about this idea, and would not really implement it.
"After my cultivation base is restored, the shame that the Mo Family suffered that day will definitely be doubled back!"
Click!
With his fists clenched, Deng Jiuling vowed secretly in his heart.
Rumble!
Soon, the helicopter landed near the stele with "Nan Tianmen" written on it.
Boom!
The majestic man walked up and down to shake the mountain, and soon appeared in front of the helicopter.
"At the order of Professor Sun, we will bring in freshmen." The majestic man's voice boomed, his tone without any expression.
"Humanoid soldiers?" Deng Jiuling's pupils shrank, and his hairs stood upright.
The "humanoid war soldier" is recorded in life and death, originated from ancient times, a very mysterious technique of puppet cultivation.
The ordinary puppets are dead objects, do not possess the intelligence, and have extremely limited flexibility.
But the majestic man in front of him was a living person and a puppet at the same time.
"Humanoid combat soldiers" is a very powerful method of horizontal training of the physical body, which requires a high level of talent for the host.
Even in the ancient times, there were very few people who could have humanoid soldiers.
But every single soldier, once successfully born, possesses extremely terrifying power.
For example, the big man in front of him is absolutely loyal to his master. After his cultivation level entered the Ninth Grade Grandmaster, he voluntarily gave up the opportunity to advance innate and turned to practice the puppet technique.
The innate realm is too ethereal, but specializing in the art of puppets can allow the martial arts and physical body of the big man to rapidly soar in a very short period of time.
"Tie Zhu is the patron saint of Putuo Island, no matter how powerful the 9th-rank martial arts master, he can be bombarded to pieces by Tie Zhu."
Director Li said in awe: "There used to be a helicopter of the Dongying people who sneaked in here, trying to abduct Professor Sun. Tie Zhu soared into the air and blasted the plane with one punch."
hiss!
Hearing this, Teacher Zhang looked astonished: "Let me go, how can the power of human flesh be so strong?"
"Professor Sun will let Tie Zhu try it out first, no matter what kind of medicine he refines. His whole body is a great elixir, what do you think?" Director Li said in awe.
"Awesome!" Teacher Zhang looked shocked.
"Please!" Tie Zhu's voice boomed, his tone indifferent.
"Please!" Deng Jiuling nodded, followed Tie Zhu and stepped into the valley.
Director Li and Teacher Zhang followed behind the two, shrinking their necks, only promised, did not dare to breathe, and there was a faint cold sweat on their foreheads.
Too much pressure!
There is no way, Professor Sun Junyi and Sun will be able to let the stalks fly away in the midst of talking and laughing, and hold huge authority. Who is not afraid
Even Beiming’s vassal vassal "Zhenbeihou" had to respectfully say "Teacher Sun!" when he met Sun Junyi.
Dang! Dang! Dang!
Sun Junyi has no intention of power, regards fame and wealth as dung, and puts all his heart on training alchemy talents and revitalizing the great cause of alchemy.
But what Sun Junyi didn't expect was that his "way of inaction" conformed to the "way of heaven and man" of Taoist ancestor Lao Tzu, and finally made him stand on the top of the pyramid.
However, unlike Director Li and Teacher Zhang, Deng Jiuling walked with his hand with his hand, looking around curiously, his eyes open and open, without the slightest fear.
Everyone walked all the way, and finally saw an old man practicing boxing on the grass under the peach blossom tree in Xiaoxi.
"Professor Sun, the new students are here." Tie Zhu boomed forward and said respectfully.