Immortal and Demon Cultivation

Now the world is relatively peaceful. With the end of the war in western Hunan, the situation and prices in the world have begun to slowly decline.

Over there at Qixing Mountain, corpses are still being burned.

It is said that the burning smell has spread hundreds of miles away.

After a heavy rain, black water flowed along the river from the Yingzui Cliff battlefield to Dongting Lake, poisoning countless fish, shrimps and crabs.

There hasn't been much happening in the world of cultivation recently.

Regarding the Kunlun Wonderland, the news has not been reported to the various sects in China. Only the Hehuan Sect of the Demon Sect and the righteous Xuantian Sect know about it. Even Cangyunmen’s Jade Jizi doesn’t know about it. The reason why the news was not transmitted back to the Middle Earth was mainly because the Void Cave Mansion was originally a different space independent of the human world. Most of the disciples of the sect learned that the Void Cave Mansion was connected to the Kunlun Wonderland in the Eighteen Dragons Secret Chamber.

At that time, he was already in a different space and there was no way to convey his message.

West Wind City, on the street.

An old man set up a dilapidated small table at the entrance of the street, with a shabby bamboo curtain behind it. The four characters "Joking about the world" were vaguely visible on the curtain.

Storytelling doesn't seem to make much money. After talking for a long time, my mouth was dry and there were not many listeners.

There is nothing we can do about it. During the catastrophic time, during the Battle of Yingzui Cliff, more than 15 million soldiers from Middle-earth were killed. Now that the world is so peaceful, who has the heart to listen to books for entertainment?

By noon, the old storyteller had not earned a few copper coins, and was somewhat sighing.

At this moment, two beautiful young women, carrying a baby with a thick head and a thick head, walked towards the old storyteller while shopping.

Behind the two women, there were more than a dozen servants wearing Tsing Yi as guards.

The old storyteller's eyes lit up. He had lived for many years and had vicious eyes. From the clothes of the two women and the guards behind them, he knew that they were definitely wealthy masters. When the two girls came to the front, he coughed and said: "You two girls, please stay. I saw that the two girls have black energy wrapped around their heads. I am afraid that they have been troubled recently. Why don't you sit down and do a divination. Maybe you are troubled in your heart." There is still room for change.

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The two women stopped.

The round-faced girl glanced at the old storyteller, and then at the "Joking the World" curtain leaning behind the old man.

He asked strangely: "Old man, you are a storyteller, but you still read fortune tellings even after your death?"

The old man reached out and turned the curtain. It turned out that there were words on both sides of the curtain.

On one side it says "Joking about the world".

On one side it says "Iron mouth cuts straight".

Seeing this scene, both girls laughed.

The oval-faced woman holding the child said, "You are really knowledgeable."

The old storyteller said awkwardly: "There is nothing I can do. The world is difficult, so I have to find a side job to make ends meet."

The oval-faced woman said: "Xiaolou, we have been shopping all morning. Since the old man has to support his family, let's sit down and do some divination and take a rest."

The woman named Wanjun nodded slightly.

These two women turned out to be Li Wanjun and Yuan Xiaolou.

That little tiger head is naturally Yang Baobao.

Recently, Yang Shijiu has left, Ye Xiaochuan has left, and even Zui Taoist has left, and the yard is deserted.

Yesterday, Yang Ershi came to Xifeng City for business, so he informed Li Wanjun on Cangyun Mountain to take his son down the mountain so that the family could reunite.

This morning, Li Wanjun and Yuan Xiaolou took Yang Baobao down the mountain to Xifeng City. They never expected that His Majesty the Emperor had an urgent order for Yang Twenty-six to rush to Yueyang City immediately.

Yang Ershi left in a hurry, so he left some guards behind to accompany Li Wanjun for shopping. He went to Xiangxi early in the morning.

Li Wanjun hadn't seen her husband for a long time, and she was really disappointed to miss him again this time.

So, she started a shopping spree.

Looking at the large and small bags carried by the servants and guards behind him, he probably didn't save Yang Ershi any money.

With Yang Baobao here, it is natural to give Yang Baobao a life approval.

The old storyteller really had many part-time jobs. He took off the gavel on the table and took out a lottery tube and placed it on the table.

He immediately changed from a storyteller to a fortune teller.

Li Wanjun put Baby Yang on the table and wanted Baby Yang to shake the lottery tube, but Baby Yang was too young and knew how to grab randomly.

In desperation, Li Wanjun said: "Old sir, this is my son. What does his face look like? What is his destiny?"

The old storyteller pretended to look at Baby Yang, and suddenly said in surprise: "Ah! This is incredible!"

Li Wanjun asked anxiously: "What did the old man see?" The old storyteller pinched his short white beard, shook his head and said: "I have seen countless people in my life, and I have never seen such a good face. There is a dragon in this man." He is surrounded by Qi, but he is still young and has not appeared prominently. The dragon Qi is still very weak.

. As the saying goes, golden scales are just things in the pond. They transform into dragons when encountering the storm. Now the hidden dragon is in the abyss, and the flying dragon will definitely be in the sky in the future. "

Li Wanjun immediately became happy.

What the old man said was not nonsense. He was a princess of the current dynasty and a direct descendant of the royal family. His son had dragon energy in him. This definitely made sense.

"reward!"

Li Wanjun was never stingy. She hugged her son and said "reward". Immediately, a guard came out and placed a silver pancake on the table.

The old storyteller smiled happily and immediately put the silver cake into his bag.

He said: "You two ladies, do you want to take a test? I'll give you a 20% discount. We can also discuss the 30% discount."

Li Wanjun said: "Okay. Please show me your palm."

After saying that, he held Baby Yang in his right hand and stretched out the palm of his left hand.

The old storyteller was not as vulgar as Mr. Ye. He would hold the girl's hand while reading her palm.

The old man just stretched his head forward and focused his eyes for a moment, then suddenly his expression became condensed.

Li Wanjun said: "Old man, what did you see?"

The old storyteller hesitated for a moment and said, "Madam's palm prints are strange, and she is also entangled with dragon energy. May I ask if Madam is from the current Zhao family royal family?"

Li Wanjun and Yuan Xiaolou looked at each other in surprise.

Criticizing orders and cutting off appearances is nonsense. These two people have seen the world, so naturally they don't believe it.

However, this old man was able to tell through Li Wanjun's hands that she was from the royal family. It's hard not to believe it.

Li Wanjun smiled and said: "Old man, you don't have to ask, and I won't tell you. Can you help me find out what my future marriage is like?"

The old storyteller said: "My wife is destined to be rich and noble, and she will surely grow old with the one she loves."

Li Wanjun was happy and planned to reward him again.

However, the old storyteller suddenly changed the topic and said: "Madam's love in this life has not had any ups and downs, but the family relationship seems to be somewhat unsatisfactory."

Li Wanjun asked: "What do you mean?" The old storyteller glanced at Li Wanjun's palm again and said: "Your family line is cut off in the middle. The elder was killed and the two lines were separated. It is the closest relationship between two elders who have blood inheritance. If there is a bloody disaster, according to the palm prints, I'm afraid it's not my parents, but my grandparents' relatives, so please be more careful."