I created reiki recovery

Chapter 242

"Maybe... there's some curio in his body? If it was a magical instrument of devotion, even if these hexagram artists showed nothing, they wouldn't be insulting each other to death, and I don't think he would work either. I would Use big Yin and big bad things next to me."

Ye Guyun sighed in a low voice, opened the door of the secret room, called people in, dragged down the body of the third hexagram master, and quickly buried it.

"Do you have any clues about this old spider? If 80% of it is probably 1000 years ago Furlong Spear Immortal Limbang, if they have some kind of holy spirit treasure, then our system is wrong. Did it .”

Ye Guyun turned to ask Lao Ling.The old man was still standing there, not knowing what he was thinking, then he shook his head slightly and said:

"There is no indication that since the old man was almost certain that the man was Lin Meng, the old man carefully examined every detail in a building in Fulong County thousands of years ago, and fully adapted and fully understood it."

"But there is no information to prove that Lin Meng possessed or used the Holy Spirit Treasure from thousands of years ago."

"He was different from other generations of shrines of his time. Standing behind him was a living saint, not a hidden saint."

"His old master Shijue Alder () had a history at that time, he himself shot and killed Limbang's enemies in Yong'an City."

"A sage can do it himself, why should he give his disciples a life-saving treasure like the treasure of the Holy Spirit, even if they are far away from Yicheng, they can show the sage anytime, anywhere. One world, one world. Existence."

"At that time, facing a living saint who could shoot himself, who would dare to really force Lin Meng to live and die?"

"In view of this, there is no need for Lin Meng to carry such a treasure, nor does his master need to give him such a treasure.

"But there is no end to everything. After all, in this case, it is very strange. Three Liugua kings died in a series of tragic deaths. This did not end because he had saints and ancient relics on him. Unused .”

Ye Guyun was very depressed when he heard these words, and his inner doubts also became confusing.The current tense and unpredictable situation makes it difficult to control whether he is getting better or recovering.

If you return, you will not be prepared to return.All previous plans and costs are lost.

When he entered, he was worried that Lin Meng might have a sacred status in his hands, and then he would lose human resources and supplies, and would never succeed one day.

Ye Guyun said hesitantly to the old spider:

"Old Spider has a plan, should we change the next one?"

Lao Ling obviously looked at his head, looked at Ye Guyun, turned around and walked out, saying not to look back:
"People who win major events have to make decisions, not make decisions and don't have to worry too much. Even if success or failure is unknown, there is no perfect solution in the world. Sometimes, dire situations can be motivated by betting life!"

"The future plan will be good, as long as the time is right, there is no need to make too many changes. It's just that Lin Jin wrote him a comprehensive letter of defense, and the next one is Major Wu Shuang's respected King Lin Mengzhou, Shen Mengzhou. , dreaming of killing the sword without dying."

He said: "This person is not easy to deal with, he has more power than Zuo Chenghuang, and Xiao Mingzhi is in the middle of the court, he will have to pay more for it.

"But we still have to wait for them to start hitting the road, or talk when they get to Eastern State. He's settled in the secret place of Five Hills now, and he hasn't responded to all the changes. It's not easy to start, wait now, there's still time Do a lot of preparation."

The old spider's words touched Ye Guyun's mind. You, Guyun, did not follow the old man, but waited for the old man to finish, succumbed to the old man's violence, and said:

"Gu Yun thanks the old spider for his teaching!"

The word "" is unaffected, and anyone who hears it feels helpless.

After the incident, Ye Guyun's heart was full of anxiety and doubts, but when Jing Zhizhi raised this point, his thoughts became clear and firm, and his arrogance like steel returned to his heart.state.

When the third Liugua King who died in Fengyulou fell, he was far away from the seemingly deceptive and often unreachable yet thriving Dongzhou City.

There is a lush willow tree in the city, which looks like summer, the willow branches are soft and green, and countless willow branches float in the air, giving people a radiant light.

In the woods, there was an old man with a long beard, white beard and hair.

At this point, the old man's sweet words suddenly changed, his forehead bowed his head, and the tea he just drank was also eaten, silently dissatisfied:

"It's been three times in a row. Who touched so many old people's belongings? Are there any rumors in hell that the old man's tomb was born?" This person is the king of Xuanwu Bang Linmeng 1000 years ago.Junior level senior senior.

Seeing that old Shi Jue had finished speaking, he raised his hand and pressed his finger.

Three times in a row, the constant contact made him suspicious.

Even though the saint's network is vast, even as he praises the saint's true name in his mind, he feels it in his heart.

Or it could indirectly affect the cause of the saints by tainting something for the cause of the saints.

These subtle contacts are so common that there is no closest contact, and experts don't have the time or bother to explore the cause and origin of each contact.

But for a grown-up who suddenly disappeared into the outside world, and a saint who for the first time in nearly a millennium had all but forgotten Earth, being touched three times in a row was not uncommon.

Unlike Taoist Buddhist saints, he left no tradition behind, who were worshiped day and night for blessings, incense and good luck.

Seeing that the old Shi Jue just squeezed his five fingers alternately without getting the spread of the mysterious spell, he raised his eyebrows with a surprised expression, as if he had already counted.

"It turns out that this is the causal relationship that my youngest student had after he was born, but he was counted by others. After the fortune-telling fortune I gave him was blocked, this indirectly affected my causal fortune!"

Old Shi Jue murmured to himself, then patted him on the forehead and laughed loudly.

"Haha! This really sounds like a day that has gone thousands of years from a cave. It's been so long since I was born that I've lost track of time. I didn't expect 1000 years to pass. This elementary school student my son has been born Yes. That old boy is all right for now!"

After a while, the old man Spyker fully understood the causal relationship of Lin Meng and everything he had experienced since his birth, and he knew Lin Meng very well.

This is the greatest power that no six hexagram master in the world can possess.

Just like the peasants of the Royal Sky Kingdom in Paradise Wonderland can fly in the air, the peasants of the Abyss Kingdom can use the power of the soul.

The monks in the primitive world, seeing the mysteries of the world, leave their own way and become holy on the ground, it can be said that the body is one with the Tao, and the Tao is in harmony with the sky.

Hexagon executives in the marshal period need to use strong thinking ability and spiritual power, combine talent and various deep arts different from ordinary people to observe fate, and even if they finally complete the math work, there is a risk of losing luck.

The Saints don't need it.They can see the future with single-minded focus.They don't need special expertise or anything to predict the cause and effect of anyone under the original primordial sages in the world, even past and present.Dealing with some losses.

Even if an old man doesn't know any math skills, and can divination so much that the hexagrams have captured all dreams and wiped out unimaginable math abilities for the rest of his life, he's still a saint!
Then the ten-year-old bit his finger and stared at him, but this time there were some wrinkles on his placard, and there seemed to be an unexpected feeling in his speech, and he nodded:

"Even the saint who has been very worried about this issue, this time he himself went to ** to arrange it himself, which is very rare."

(End of this chapter)