Bang!!!
Crisp, loud and powerful!
It was just a moment, and the Buddhist did not react at all. Or, even if he had noticed it in advance, he could not defend himself at this moment!
The gap in strength is too great!
Although the divine fortune teller's strength is not the best, he is already a cultivator in the Spirit Severing Stage. However, what the disciples of the Ten Thousand Buddhas Sect value is not the talent for cultivation, but the understanding of Buddhism!
Although this Buddhist disciple seems to be unworthy of his name at the moment and his character is not good, he is at least half a Buddhist disciple.
Of course, it’s not that the cultivation level of Buddhist disciples in all generations was not high, but at least, the cultivation level of contemporary Buddhist disciples is not that good!
The difference in cultivation meant that the Buddhist disciple was destined to be unable to withstand this attack!
At that moment, he didn't even have time to scream before he flew towards the monks behind him, blood gushing out of his mouth and no one knew how many teeth he had lost...
Dan Chengzi: “What the hell?!”
Lu Ming: "Ah?!"
Fan Jianqiang said nothing, but his face was filled with joy.
Lin Fan also didn't say anything, but he nodded slightly, looking like he was very satisfied with the fortune teller's approach...
At this moment, everyone was stunned. Who could have thought that this would be the result? !
This was beyond everyone's imagination, and the most confused among them were the Buddhists.
Although it was true that he was provoking the fortune teller, strictly speaking, their professions were both of the "talking" variety.
In this situation, even if both parties are really angry or something, logically they should just talk to each other and never resort to violence, because this is professional ethics.
But what about now
The fortune teller has turned things around. He will never say a word if he can take action
Are you a fortune teller?!
The Buddhist disciple was carried by many monks. Although he was not seriously injured, at this moment, he was covering his face with disbelief.
Isn't this destroying your own reputation?!
At the same time, Zou Hu, the Saint of Nine Dragons, Lu Yao, the Saint of Yaochi, and the Saint of Zifu were all extremely shocked...
This is beyond everyone's imagination!
Two fortune tellers were "competing" with each other, but the fortune teller beat the Buddhist?!
This... what's going on, what's the logic? !
Everyone was stunned!
At this time, the fortune teller gently withdrew his hand and looked at the Buddhist whose face was swollen with some regret.
"You, you are simply unreasonable!"
The Buddhist disciple struggled to get up, glaring angrily.
"Is my calculation accurate?"
"I told you that there will be a bloody disaster today, and there will be a bloody disaster."
The divine fortune teller looked at him calmly and said, "You still say that my predictions are inaccurate? Now let's see if my predictions are accurate or not."
The Buddhist was stunned, and then... his face turned black!
"Is it accurate?"
What the hell!
It's clearly you who caused this bloody disaster!
But he really couldn't say for sure!
Isn't this a bloody disaster? !
With so many people watching, how can you not be sure? You might as well lose face...
"As expected of a famous fortune teller..."
The Buddhist looked at him angrily, then said grimly: "Today, I am the weakest one. I will ask for your advice again tomorrow!"
He had no choice.
If I continue playing this, I'm afraid the fortune teller will say that I have broken my hands and feet... If my hands and feet are really broken, although I can recover quickly, it's not only embarrassing, but also painful!
"Buddha's son? Nothing more than that..."
The fortune teller walked away leisurely with his hands behind his back, leaving behind only a shiny forehead.
Soon, he stood behind Lin Fan again, standing there calmly.
But at this moment, no one dared to underestimate the divine fortune teller!
This guy is such a ruthless person!
Many people were secretly muttering in their hearts and warning themselves not to provoke him.
In terms of cultivation, although the Divine Calculator is in the Spirit Severing Stage, in the eyes of these elite disciples of the holy land, it is not really that high.
But... he can also tell fortunes, so we need to pay more attention to him.
What's even worse is that this guy is a ruthless person who gets physical if he doesn't agree with someone...
Who would want to mess with such a ruthless person who is good at calculating and calculating
Who knows, even if it's your future, someone might be digging a hole for you somewhere!
…
"Ha ha ha ha!"
Zou Hu laughed loudly, touched his forehead, and said from a distance: "Master, your personality suits my taste, not bad, really not bad!"
"If I say you'll have a bloody disaster, then you'll have a bloody disaster, hahaha!"
…
He was not afraid at all. As the Holy Son of Nine Dragons, why would he be afraid of a Buddhist
Even if the Holy Son of the Ten Thousand Buddhas Sect was here, he would dare to fight!
Hearing Zou Hu's loud laughter, Dan Chengzi and the others were at a loss whether to laugh or cry, and at the same time, they couldn't help but sigh deeply.
"Brother Shenshenzi, you really have a plan that is perfect!"
At this moment, even Fan Jianqiang was deeply moved.
What does it mean to have a plan without any omissions? This is what it means to have a plan without any omissions!
If I say you will have a bloody disaster, then you will have a bloody disaster. If you don’t have it, I will bring a bloody disaster to you!
Our role models, we should learn from them...
Fan Jianqiang thought to himself that he should study hard and carry forward this spirit.
However, they did not know that the person they admired at the moment - the divine fortune teller, admired Lin Fan even more!
Originally, he could only rely on his own wits to fight with the Buddhist disciple. Even if he would not lose, he would not win either.
The most that could end in a draw was what he had prepared for.
But in the middle of the game, he suddenly heard a telepathic voice from Qi Zixiao, and then...
He understood!
"This is the highest realm of deduction and divination!"
The fortune teller muttered to himself that he had made a fortune.
This was simply a brand new way of thinking, opening the door to a new world for him! From now on, wouldn't he be able to travel freely in the vast sea and sky
This guy is very happy.
"Thank you, Your Highness."
He spoke softly, ignoring the confusion of Fatty Dan and the others.
"No problem."
Lin Fan chuckled, then suddenly said in a loud voice: "Masters of the Ten Thousand Buddha Sect, your disciples are in danger of bloodshed. Are you willing to stand up for them?"
"If you want to stand out, then make a rule, but don't stab someone in the back after a while."
"Amitabha."
A great monk stepped forward, clasped his hands together, and chanted Buddhist principles: "Saint Qi, my Ten Thousand Buddha Sect is a pure place of Buddhism, how could we do such a thing?"
"He is just a lay Buddhist. He deserves this disaster. We will not force our way out..."
"That would be the best."
Lin Fan responded softly.
Fatty Dan couldn't stand it anymore and cursed in a low voice: "What Buddhist Pure Land? I think these guys are really shameless."
"They knew clearly that this Buddhist disciple had a bad character, but they still tricked him into becoming a Buddhist disciple. As a result, they were afraid that this guy would ruin their reputation, so they gave him the title of a lay Buddhist disciple..."
"What the hell?!"
"The Buddha said that all beings are equal. Maybe in their eyes, even people with bad character can be saved."
Lin Fan didn't think there was anything wrong with this, but... it was impossible for him to have any good feelings towards that Buddhist disciple.
At this moment, people from Dayan Holy Land had also arrived, but their Holy Son and Holy Daughter had not yet come.
then…
Time passes.
There has been no major movement in the coffin, and no one has ever come to the last holy land, the Beidou Holy Land in the Northern Wasteland...
"Beidou is absent?"
Many monks were curious.
The strength of the Beidou Holy Land is not weak, and it has always liked to strive to be the best, but this time no one has come until now, which is strange.
After all, many first-rate and even some second-rate disciples have rushed here, but Beidou, as a holy place, remains indifferent
Don’t you like the treasures here
It doesn't make sense. People from the other six holy places have come, but Beidou is not yet at the level of surpassing all the holy places!
The next day…
The sky gradually brightened.
The giant coffin remained motionless. Lin Fan watched and sighed softly...
"I originally wanted to go in and take a look, but now it seems that this opportunity will have to be left to our Saint Daughter. However... it doesn't matter. Anyway, I can read her experience again when the time comes."
"Then prepare to cross."
…
Buzz…
The invisible fluctuations even evaded the detection of the Sky-Observing Mirror, so it was naturally impossible for others to detect them.
And between Qi Zixiao's eyes opening and closing, his soul had been returned.
The unfamiliar environment and the gathering of so many geniuses made Qi Zixiao a little surprised, but that was all.
Her expression remained unchanged, and she gently stroked the celestial mirror with her delicate hand, and many scenes came to her instantly.
During these three days, Lin Fan's various experiences were vivid in her mind, and they were all played at super fast speed. Therefore, in just a few minutes, she figured out all the ins and outs.
"So, it's not a treasure, but a secret realm that has appeared. And this secret realm looks like it should be the cemetery of some ancient demon?"
"But these are not big problems. The problem is that guy..."
To others, Qi Zixiao had a cold expression on his face, as if his mind was calm and he wasn't thinking about anything.
But in fact, at this moment, she was depressed and was grinding her teeth wildly!
What did she see?!
That guy actually taught the fortune teller... the sure-win method of fortune telling? !
What a sure-fire way to win!
That's clearly a way of cheating and being helpless, right? !
Although it was not made public, at least the Divine Calculator knew that this was what he "taught". Didn't the image of the Saint in the Divine Calculator's mind... completely collapse? !
“Damn it!!!”
"This damned fellow, can't he protect the image of this Saint? If he continues like this, will this Saint still have any image left?!"
She gritted her teeth, feeling depressed.
Then... after pondering for a long time, I suddenly realized that I seemed to have lost my "image" without knowing when.
It's not that I'm ugly or embarrassed to meet people, but my style of doing things has long been "biased"...
It's not just a little bit off, it's a huge deviation, completely different from my previous self!
Uncomfortable!