The first cause of all realms

Chapter 375 In the Qiankun Cave, the world is in harmony!
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As the breeze blows, the black and gray flags move slowly.

"I am a fairy?"

Looking at the fluttering flags, Yang Jian's heart skipped a beat.

He took a closer look and saw that the old fortune-teller was wrapped in a linen robe, his appearance was unremarkable and unkempt, and he seemed to be no different from ordinary people.

With his current perception and his mind, it is absolutely impossible for any method of concealment to leak flaws, but no matter how he looks at it, this old man is no different from ordinary people.

The muscles and bones are slack, the qi and blood are declining, not to mention getting old, but it is not bad.

only……

"You charlatan have such a big tone!"

While Yang Yu was thinking about it, someone also noticed this booth. It was a big and powerful man with a swollen face, and he slapped the table with a vicious voice:
"Old guy, don't sleep, get up and do the math for me!"

"Ha~"

The old fortune teller seemed to be awakened by a start, he yawned for a long time, looked at Meng Song with sleepy eyes at the big man who disturbed his sweet dreams, and said angrily:
"You don't need to forget your life."

"Um?!"

The big man let out air from his nostrils, and his expression was not good: "What's the matter, my life is not good?"

He was very upset, and he slapped the table with a loud noise, which attracted a group of passers-by. The crowd looked at the flag, and those who could read said it again, which immediately caused an uproar.

"Good guy, claiming to be a fairy?!"

Many people clicked their tongues, but most of them were ridiculing. No one thought he was real. However, it is human nature to watch the excitement. After a while, dozens of people surrounded him.

"The fate of the next life is not good, bad, so be it."

The old fortune-teller held down his stall:

"Fate should not be touched lightly, let alone spoken lightly, sincerity, ten taels of silver."

"Ten taels of silver? Why don't you go grab it?!"

The big man flew into a rage and was about to overthrow the stall.

"That's all! It hasn't opened for several days. Today, I will count it for you for free."

The old man sighed:
"You are destined to have a small fortune, but it's a pity that your parents died early. You originally had a brother who escaped when you were young. This year, you will be thirty-six. Your wife is weak and has one son and two daughters, right?"

"Hey?"

Hearing this, the big man was shocked, and blurted out: "How do you know?"

"Is it really accurate?"

The onlookers were in an uproar at first, and then someone guessed:

"Trust me? How can it be so accurate?"

"Tony Ma!"

The big man slapped the man to the ground with his backhand: "You don't recognize me, Zhao Da?!"

Someone recognized this big man as a butcher nearby. He was born Kongwuli. He was called the second butcher of Heishan together with Nahuwan. His family was rich and arrogant.

A few years ago, during the night when the bandits attacked the city, he single-handedly hacked and killed a dozen bandits, and he had a very good reputation.

Seeing that it was him, everyone immediately stopped arguing, no one would look for such a trust.

Then this old man actually knows how to count?
Yang Qiu stopped and looked at him, his heart moved slightly, and he had already seen the fate of the big man.

【Zhao Da】

【Fate: None】

[Fate: two whites and two grays]

[Qi and blood like a cow (white), Kong Wu is powerful (white), small and rich (grey), solitary (grey)]

"The old man's fortune-telling is accurate."

The old man stroked his long beard, saw Zhao Daxin, and smiled slightly:
"Originally, you ran a cheap business and killed too many people. You should have no children and grandchildren, and you were alone. Do you know who changed your fate?"

"Ah? Can fate be changed?"

Someone exclaimed and questioned.

"Your fate can be changed as soon as you see it, not to mention the emperor who is the 'lord of a hundred lives', even a small county magistrate can change your fate with a thought."

The old man smiled lightly.

"stop fighting!"

Someone was about to ask, but Zhao Da interrupted him arrogantly, and said in a low voice, "Who changed my life?"

"You were destined to have no children and no grandchildren. Fortunately, a noble person helped you. Every time you go out, he will 'sow seeds' for you..."

"You fart!"

Before he finished speaking, Zhao Da was already furious and almost ran away.

The crowd backed away in fright, but the old man kept smiling: "You might as well go home and take a look..."

"Bitch!"

Zhao Da's face was like a pig's liver, he turned around with a roar, and ran back with all his might.

"This, this is killing people..."

Someone murmured, if this is true, with Zhao Da's temperament, he must not tear the adulterer and adulterer apart...

But no one cared about other people's affairs. On the contrary, everyone started to crowd and asked the old man to tell their fortunes for themselves.

"Don't worry, everyone."

The old man swept across the crowd with a smile, and it was strange to say that everyone fell silent when his eyes met his gaze.

"Old Immortal, please help me do the math!"

A young man with a simple and honest face squeezed into the crowd, bowing again and again.

Before the old man could agree, he had already started talking like beans in a bamboo tube. His name was Jia Xing.

After working hard for several years, I barely had some spare money, so I asked someone to talk about the marriage.

"What do you want to calculate quickly, we are still waiting!"

He rambled a few words, and the onlookers interrupted impatiently.

The young man had a wry smile on his face, and he repeatedly cupped his hands, not daring to say any more:
"The girl from the matchmaker said that the girl is very nice, but the bride price is too heavy, and the requirements are too harsh. Not only does the old mother have to move out of the yard, but she also has to control the land and land deeds of my family..."

"In normal times, the old man doesn't count people like you. Do you know why?"

"what?"

Jia Xing dumbly shook his head.

"Because a person like you, if not before marriage, would not be able to spend money for fortune-telling..."

The old man shook his head slightly, and Jia Xing stepped back with a face full of disappointment.

Next, the old man was here to tell his fortune, he did it very fast, he didn't need to measure the characters or read the palm prints, and not long after, he had already counted the fortunes of all the people in the audience.

And he hit everything, causing a group of people to exclaim in surprise, one pass ten, ten pass one hundred, he counted very quickly, but there were not many people watching.

"Too many secrets have been leaked, and this old man may lose his life. Today, at most one more person..."

Seeing more and more people, the old man put away the spread.

Many people looked disappointed, but they were still self-recommended. The old man smiled without saying a word, but his eyes passed through the crowd, looking towards the front of the Wei Family Martial Arts Hall.

Seeing this, he frowned imperceptibly.

Yang Yu was about to turn around and leave.

"Young master, please stay still!"

The old man shouted loudly.

Yang Ju paused slightly, and looked back at him, pretending to be puzzled, but sneered in his heart.

This old man's method of hiding and hiding is simply miraculous. With his current perception, he can't see anything. Unfortunately, he still has supernatural powers.

If Tongyou can't see his fate, he must be carrying a rare treasure. An ordinary fortune teller doesn't have the courage to set up such a ostentatious flag, and it is impossible for him to have such a rare treasure.

Therefore, the first time he saw this person, Yang Jue clearly sensed that the old guy's target was himself!
"This son has stopped for a long time, is he interested in letting the old man count?"

The old fortune teller smiled and nodded.

"Not interested in."

Hearing the three decisive words, the old man's smiling face was a little stiff, but in an instant he smiled and said:
"Could it be that the young master doesn't believe in fate?"

"none of your business!"

Yang Qiu sneered in his heart, pretended to be impatient, and walked away.

"As expected of the rising star with the most reputation in Qingzhou today, the old man asked himself that there is no flaw, I don't want you to be able to detect it..."

The old man appreciated it slightly.

He spoke softly, and while his voice echoed, the whole long street seemed to freeze, and everyone froze in place. From the bustling noise to the sound of a needle falling, it only took a moment.

"Martial Will!"

Yang Jian raised his eyebrows.

As the sound waves reverberated, a vague but strange will covered the entire long street. When the will arrived, everyone seemed to fall asleep.

This scene was extremely strange, even when Yang Jue saw it, his heart skipped a beat. This was the first time he had seen such a strange martial art, or in other words, a different technique.

Because he didn't notice the fluctuation of the supernatural power.

"If Yang Shaoxia is interested in such a low-level trick, the old man will not be stingy, and I am willing to teach you all."

The fortune teller is still smiling.

His voice is no longer old, it has become vigorous and powerful, every word is clanging like metal and iron, it spreads far away, but it seems that only Yang Jue can hear it.

"who are you?"

Yang Ju lowered his eyes and pressed the knife with his hand.

"The old man 'Dongxuan' is neither Daoist nor Confucian, but just like Yang Shaoxia, a supernatural being."

"Spiritualist?"

Yang Yu's heart moved slightly, but he didn't notice the supernatural aura on the old man, and the cauldron of gluttony didn't move when it touched the Dao fruit.

Moreover, he seems to have never heard of the old man's name...

"It's been 3000 years since the tide started. Although the Dao Fruits that have been born are rare, they are not without them. Naturally, Yang Shaoxia is not the only one with supernatural powers in the world."

Dongxuan Sanren chuckled and cut straight to the point:
"The old man comes from Qiankun Cave, which is a place where we and other supernatural beings live alone. I am here to invite Yang Shaoxia to join."

"The Qiankun Cave?"

It was another strange force, but Yang Yu's heart was moved, and he remembered Wang Jingqi's warning when he first met Wang Jingqi.

He said, you must not join 'an extremely generous and mysterious force that you have never heard of', referring to this Qiankun Cave?

"The tide rises and falls, the world changes, and the old order will eventually be terminated. Only we, the supernatural beings, can recreate the universe!"

Dongxuan Sanren said loudly:
"I know that the young hero is in trouble, but as long as you join Qiankun Cave, all troubles will disappear! Wei Zhengxian, Duan Qilong, Daoren Lin are nothing.

As long as you want, I can get rid of it! "

The cadence of what he said, combined with pure will, has an incomparably powerful appeal, but Yang Ju has already calmed down and is not affected by it.

Hearing the words, he was noncommittal, but said:

"The Liansheng Sect once invited me to join."

"The teaching of pity is the cancer of the world! How can it be compared with us?"

Taoist Dongxuan let out a laugh:
"Women's rebellion can't happen in a thousand years, and even if it does, so what? But the emperor changed his name, and it still can't change the ills of 'royal supremacy, aristocratic families, powerful and powerful, and officials swallowing people' for 3000 years!"

Yang Ju was very calm: "So what if it's you?"

"We who have supernatural powers don't care about beauty and power, or wealth and splendor...the 3000-year-old imperial power will surely be overthrown, and we will create a world where no royal family is stupid, no officials exercise power, and no war kills..."

"Great Harmony World!"

　Continue to code words, [-] characters are very stable.

　
(End of this chapter)