Pagoda Immortality

Yu Wenwen smiled softly: "It's very simple. I am proficient in numerology and can help you calculate a hexagram. Just tell me whether my calculation is accurate or not."

"Fortune telling?"

After hearing this, everyone was stunned for a moment. The middle-aged man hesitated and asked, "What is it?"

Yuwen beckoned: "Come here and come closer."

The middle-aged man glanced left and right, and then, encouraged by the people next to him, he walked towards Yuwen Wenshu, but before he could get completely close, Yuwen Wenshu said, "That's all right, just stand there."

Then, he stared at the other person's face and looked at it carefully. After a moment, his eyes were fixed and he said calmly: "I have seen some of your past. I hope you can forgive me if it reminds you of sadness."

"Senior, that's all." The middle-aged man said, seemingly surprised.

Yu Wenwen nodded: "Okay, let me tell you straight. Your mother died when you were three, your father died when you were seven, and your penis was bitten by a dog when you were ten."

"When I was in my early twenties, I encountered a monkey when I went into the mountains. I was chased and beaten by the monkey, and unexpectedly fell off the cliff."

"Two hundred years brings good luck, and you will get help from experts. In another three hundred years, you will meet an old widow again."

"..."

"Enough, enough..."

Seeing that Yu Wenwen was about to continue speaking, the middle-aged man immediately waved his hands and shouted to stop Yu Wenwen: "Senior, I believe it, don't go on."

He had never said these things to outsiders. He didn't expect that the other party would say so accurately just by looking at him.

Forget about the others, maybe they can still be investigated, but there was no one around him about the ten-year-old incident, and he was bitten in the mountains. It was impossible for anyone to know about it except himself.

When everyone saw this situation, they couldn't help but laugh, and at the same time they couldn't help showing a look of surprise and uncertainty.

At this time, a young Nascent Soul stage youth who did not believe in evil came out tentatively: "Senior, can you tell me something?"

Hearing this, the rest of the people immediately started joking.

It was obvious that this person had a good relationship with everyone.

Yuwen Wen glanced at the man from a distance and nodded: "Well, come here."

When the young man heard this, he immediately ran over with a grin on his face, stood side by side with the middle-aged man, and looked at Yu Wenwen expectantly, "Senior."

This man has a thin face and a light of wisdom shines from time to time in his eyes. At first glance, he is the kind of person with a flexible mind.

Yu Wenwen looked at this person carefully, and then said: "You have a lively personality, you should be from the Intelligence Hall, right?"

The young man cupped his fists and saluted: "Yang Hao, the deacon of the junior intelligence hall, is codenamed Mouse. You can know this by just asking someone casually. Isn't this a secret?"

"Yes, yes! This is too simple."

"Yeah, let's do something difficult."

Many people saw this and started to cheer.

"Hey! Don't worry, everyone, I haven't started talking yet." Seeing this, Yu Wenwen raised his hand and said with a smile: "Okay, since everyone is so anxious to listen, I will just say it."

As he said that, he calmed down and continued to stare at Yang Hao: "You learned literature at the age of three, rode horses at the age of five, and were beaten by your father for wetting the bed at the age of six."

"Practice at the age of eight, go out at the age of ten, and support the elderly in the mountains at the age of fifteen."

"The old man is not a good man. He wants to steal your soul. Thank you for your scheming to save your life."

"You have an extraordinary talent and have reached the foundation level of 30 years old. However, you have no resources and want to join the sect. Unexpectedly, before you arrive, you encounter a gangster who knocks you out with a hammer and falls into a bandit trap..."

"Awesome!!! Senior, you are so awesome, I am convinced, I, Yang Hao, am convinced!"

Listening to Yu Wenshen's unhurried words, Yang Hao's expression also changed, as if he heard something was wrong, he quickly interrupted Yu Wenshen by shouting.

"Just accept it!"

Yu Wenwen originally deliberately teased Yang Hao and specifically picked out the other party's weird deeds to talk about. Otherwise, he would have kept talking about it for who knows how long.

Seeing that the other party stopped, he stopped talking and then looked at the others:

"Anyone else who is dissatisfied can stand up. Anyway, there is plenty of time on the road, so I will talk to you carefully and let you know that I am not just bragging."

"Can I try it?"

As soon as he finished speaking, a good-looking woman suddenly stood up and said eagerly.

Among the thirty-six people, there are nine women in total, all of whom are Nascent Soul cultivation level. Lu Li was also a little surprised by this. Could it be that being a killer woman would be more suitable?

However, he had no intention of watching Yu Wenwen's performance here, so he shook his head and walked towards the room.

There are three rooms, and Weiyue occupies the middle one. Over the past few months, Weiyue has been messing around for some reason and has hardly ever gone out. Instead, he and Yuwen have been getting drunk every now and then.

Upon seeing this, Tang Fei quickly followed Lu Li and walked in.

After closing the door, he looked strange and said: "Master, uncle, he is a bit weird. Tell me, can he really pinch and count?"

Lu Li sat down at the table, poured himself a cup of live heart leaf tea, took a sip and said:

"That guy talks about 'mystery' all day long. He must be really good at it. But everyone has their own secrets, so don't get to the bottom of it and just drink tea."

"oh."

Tang Fei nodded, sat down, poured himself a glass, and then said: "Master, we got a lot of spiritual stone resources in Nanming Mansion last time, do you need it..."

"No, the development of Shadow Tower also requires a lot of spiritual stones. You don't need to think about me all the time. I really have no shortage of spiritual stones."

As Lu Li spoke, he waved his hand and took out a lot of storage rings and piled them on the table: "These are all looted from Tianjian Pavilion. They include spiritual stones, elixirs, and techniques. You can use them all to develop the Shadow Tower. "

"As for the materials and elixirs, I collected them myself. You killers are not good at refining elixirs and weapons anyway, so it would be a waste to give them to you."

"This! How can this happen?" Tang Fei looked at the mountain-like storage ring and waved his hands repeatedly.

"Why can't you do it! Although I don't need spirit stones as a teacher, I need people. Compared to the spirit stones you gave me, I want a powerful Shadow Tower who can help me at critical moments. Do you understand? ." Lu Li said solemnly.

"Disciple, I understand! I will train Shadow Tower well and strive to make them become master's right-hand men as soon as possible!" Tang Fei said seriously with a serious look on his face.

"Okay, put them all away. Tianjian Pavilion has rich heritage, especially various elixirs and techniques. It will surely make Shadow Tower make great progress. I'm waiting for the day when you will become famous in the Xuanling World." Lu Li said with some anticipation. .

"My disciple will definitely live up to his master's expectations!"

"Well, that's what I say, but you don't have to do everything by yourself. Delegate power appropriately and make time for practice. Also, I want to remind you that the soldiers should be better than more. There is no absolute Don't expand blindly before you gain strength. At that time, it will not only hinder the growth of senior management, but also attract trouble..."