Spiritual Lord of the Heavens: My spiritual disciples are all over the world

The big man's voice was like thunder, and Zhang Xiaofan's ears were buzzing. It was the same for him, not to mention other townspeople. Within a moment, a large open space was opened in the field, and only the giant man stood in the middle. .

When Zhang Xiaofan heard the sound, he saw the big man frowning, raising his arms, and suddenly stamped his right foot heavily on the ground. This stamp seemed to make the whole earth shake.

Then, the big man quickly formed a seal with one hand, recited a short spell in a low voice, and then shouted: "Get up!"

With a "whoosh", a gust of wind suddenly burst out from around the giant man, whizzing past everyone's ears. The strong wind almost made it difficult for everyone to stand firm. Everyone looked shocked and took a few steps back involuntarily.

At this moment, the golden light shone, and the giant man suddenly sacrificed a giant golden mace, which lay horizontally in mid-air, shining brightly, with two large characters "Breaking Evil" engraved on the stick, which gave it a somewhat solemn and majestic feeling.

In the giant man's hand, this mace was as light and flexible as a slender embroidery needle. He danced the mace with skillful and smooth movements, all in one go. The mace danced rapidly and powerfully in his hand, like a ferocious beast.

Zhang Xiaofan frowned even more when he saw this. Zhang Xiaofan, who had practiced "Great Brahma Prajna", knew clearly that this big man was using Buddhist techniques. Han Fei was right. As expected, this big man's disciple was quite similar to Tianyin Temple. There is a connection.

The big man suddenly raised the huge mace high into the air. The whole body of the mace shone with golden light, like a bright scorching sun, its light was extremely dazzling.

The big man's eyes widened with anger, like copper bells burning with raging anger. He pointed out the magic formula quickly, and the mace erupted in the air with a sharp and ear-piercing roar, and hit his head with thunderous force like an arrow piercing the sky. .

With this smash, it seemed as if the entire sky was about to be forcibly smashed into a deep and unpredictable hole. The power was horrifying, making people tremble with fear and making their souls tremble.

Everyone was so shocked by this thrilling scene that they couldn't help but exclaimed!

Immediately afterwards, there was an earth-shattering "bang", like rolling thunder exploding in the ears. In the loud noise, dust flew up and covered the sky and the sun.

The originally solid and thick brick wall was instantly turned into fine powder under his incomparably powerful magic power, which disappeared like light smoke.

This scene stunned everyone present, and there was an uproar in the venue, full of shock and disbelief.

After witnessing the earth-shattering strength displayed by the big man, the townspeople were all happy and jumped for joy. This giant man possesses such extraordinary and holy power, it is naturally easy to get rid of the cruel and cunning three-tailed demon fox.

The mayor took the lead to step out of the crowd. His face was full of smiles. He smiled from ear to ear. The wrinkles on his face stretched out like blooming flowers. He said: "The strong man has great skills, so I'll leave it to you." ”

The big man nodded, accepting the matter.

When Zhang Xiaofan saw this, he didn't want to hear any more. Now that they had reached an agreement, Zhang Xiaofan didn't want to do anything more.

He looked at Han Fei and said, "Master, let's find a place to eat first? I've been eating bigu pills for the past few days, and my mouth has almost turned into a bird."

Han Fei glanced at the big man in the field and chuckled. How could he not feel the change in Zhang Xiaofan's mood? However, this was not the time to preach. Any truth can only be understood by oneself. reason.

Han Fei thought for a moment and said, "Forget it, I haven't eaten for a long time. Let's find a better place and let's try the local specialties."

Seeing Han Fei agree, Zhang Xiaofan beamed with joy. His eyes sparkled and his face flushed with joy. He pointed to a larger restaurant not far away and said, "Master, let's go to this one. The environment here looks pretty good."

After Zhang Xiaofan finished speaking, he took the lead and ran towards the restaurant like a runaway horse. His posture is agile, his steps are vigorous, and his clothes are fluttering in the wind. But before he could even take a few steps, he was stopped by an urgent voice.

"Oh my! Little brother, I see that your hall is darkened and dark clouds are covering your head. It seems to be a sign of something bad! It's not good, it's not good, it's really not good!"

The sound came suddenly, like throwing a stone into water, breaking the original silence. Zhang Xiaofan's face instantly turned gloomy. This didn't matter. He was an orthodox cultivator who was well versed in the art of strange arts. Now he encountered a charlatan, which made him extremely angry.

He felt angry and suddenly looked back. I saw an old man standing next to him. The old man had white beard and hair, and a pale face. He seemed to have a fairy spirit lingering around him. He looked like a crane-bone fairy and had a high moral and respectable attitude. When he first saw him, he felt a sense of respect.

Next to the old man, there was an eight or nine-year-old little girl standing. She had two pigtails that towered up to the sky. She was pretty and lively and cute. She was holding a bunch of candied haws in her hand and was eating it with gusto. Her little mouth opened and closed as if she was telling something interesting.

Seeing this, Zhang Xiaofan's anger subsided slightly. He looked at the old man's inscrutable appearance and couldn't help but feel a little hesitant in his heart. Although he is now considered a magician, he is only half-experienced and not yet proficient. Moreover, when it comes to fortune-telling, the most important thing is to avoid fortune-telling about one's own body. Nine times out of ten, any question asked about oneself will be inaccurate.

Seeing this scene, Han Fei couldn't help but smile. How could he forget these two people. On this occasion, those who can appear here are none other than Zhou Xian and Xiao Huan.

Han Fei looked past Zhou Xian and directly towards Zhou Xiaohuan behind him. He saw Zhou Xiaohuan at this time, her little face was full of coldness, looking at him coldly, but her face was as pale as A piece of white paper, without a trace of blood.

Seeing this, Han Fei thought to himself that this little girl was trying to calculate his own fate. But based on his background, how could a yellow-haired girl like Xiaohuan be able to figure it out?

Han Fei looked at Xiao Huan, raised a faint smile at the corner of his mouth, and said jokingly: "Little girl, with your little moral skills, you still can't see through the fate of this poor man."

When Zhou Yixian, who was fooling Zhang Xiaofan, heard Han Fei's words, he immediately turned his head and looked at Xiao Huan behind him. But at this moment, Xiao Huan's face was as pale as frost, without a trace of blood, and his face was expressionless, like a lifeless puppet.

Her body was still trembling slightly involuntarily, like a fallen leaf in the wind that might be blown off at any time.

Seeing this, Zhou Yixian quickly pulled his granddaughter behind him, blocked her sight with his body, and then looked at Han Fei warily. His brows were furrowed and his face was full of vigilance.

"Why do fellow Taoists have trouble with a little girl?" Zhou Yixian said in a deep voice, with a hint of anger in his voice.

"Hey, Yiyi Xian, I didn't do anything. It was your granddaughter who decided to calculate the fate of the poor Taoist, and that's why she got the backlash. You can't blame me." Han Fei said with a chuckle.

When Zhou Yixian heard this, he couldn't help but feel nervous. Although he was not as good as his granddaughter in fortune telling, his knowledge and experience were far beyond Xiao Huan's.

He naturally knows how important a person with unpredictable numerology is in the world. Calculating the fate of such a person, with Xiaohuan's ability, it would be surprising if there was no backlash. He quickly looked at his granddaughter and saw two tears of blood flowing out of the corners of Xiaohuan's eyes, like two red threads. , which looked particularly dazzling on her pale face.

This frightened Zhou Xian. He quickly covered Zhou Xiaohuan's eyes and shouted loudly, waking up Zhou Xiaohuan who was trapped in the hexagram.

"Grandpa, grandpa, let's go quickly. This man is so scary." Zhou Xiaohuan, who woke up, quickly pulled Yi Yixian and fled away.

"Xiaohuan, don't be afraid, grandpa is here." Yiyi Xian took Zhou Xiaohuan into his arms and gently patted her back to comfort her. Zhou Xiaohuan hugged Yi Xian tightly. Under Yi Xian's comfort, Zhou Xiaohuan gradually calmed down. She secretly wanted to take a look at Han Fei, but Zhou Xian forcibly turned her head to the other side.

"Little girl, you don't want your life, but you still dare to look at me." Zhou Xian said sternly, with a hint of severity in his voice.

"Haha, little girl, you don't have enough cultivation, so you should listen to your grandfather! Some people's fate cannot be calculated." Han Fei smiled lightly, with a hint of helplessness in his smile.

When Zhou Xiaohuan heard this, she couldn't help but tremble. Zhou Xian didn't know what she saw in Han Fei to scare her granddaughter like this. Zhou Yixian looked at Han Fei warily and saw that he was wearing a navy blue Taoist robe. The Taoist robe fluttered in the wind, making him look extremely elegant.

He has silver hair, but his face is flushed, and he doesn't look old at all, which makes him look extraordinarily immortal. His face is gentle, making people feel close to him at a glance.

But what is strange is that such a person should attract attention no matter where he goes, but looking at the passers-by on the street, they seem to turn a blind eye to him.

This phenomenon seemed very strange. He turned his eyes, but for a moment, he couldn't remember what Han Fei looked like. Yi Xian was shocked. He knew that this must be Han Fei's fault. It affects his character inadvertently, no wonder his granddaughter is so frightened.

Zhou Yixian stared at Han Fei with a vigilant face, and asked in a deep voice: "Who is fellow Taoist and why do you know me?" There was a trace of doubt in his voice.