Ronin: Start with the cotton

Chapter 357: The Sky Opens Up, Seeing the Spirit Lord Again!

early morning.

The sun rises in the east, and a ray of morning light shines into the guest room through the window.

In the guest room, a little old man in white and gray robes was sitting upright on a chair. A quaint little tortoise shell reappeared in his hand, and he threw three copper coins into it again, but this time he didn't rush to make a decision, but struggled for a moment, ruthlessly With a heartless heart, he picked up the dagger from the table and cut the palm of his hand directly.

Covering the turtle shell with his bloody palm, the little old man closed his eyes and muttered something.

The mottled and ancient tortoise shell trembled slightly, as if it had come to life, even the little old man shook slightly.

click-

After two or three breaths, the tortoise shell suddenly turned into ash with a crisp sound.

……

The little old man took his palms away from the table, and three blood-colored copper coins were spread flat on the table.

As if he had been backlashed, a mouthful of blood spurted out from the old man's mouth, and his already thin body under the white gray robe became even more hunched.

"Crimson eyes from heaven."

"The white tiger was unearthed."

"The sky is enlightened."

"Seeing the Spirit Lord again..."

The little old man stood up in shock, but staggered back to his chair, the shock in his eyes was undisguised.

"That...is he still alive?"

The little old man looked out of the window, in the direction of the rising sun, and couldn't help murmuring.

I don't know what he thought of, the little old man's eyes were out of focus, he sat motionless on the chair, and he didn't have the heart to clean up the mess on the table.

Time passed little by little, and the sun completely jumped out of the sea of ​​clouds...

A long-necked turtle emerged from the void strangely, floating in mid-air, in the air as if in water, and slowly swam to the little old man, deep in the thick forelegs of the turtle, patted the opponent's shoulder, and gave a low moan , as if comforting the other party.

……

The little old man recovered from his distraught, looked at the long-necked turtle, and smiled wryly.

"Sigh, I never thought that my generation of fortune-tellers would be able to catch up with such a big event. Master Zu sealed a white tiger 200 years ago and almost exhausted the foundation of Wuyinmen. I don't know what the result will be this time. It seems I can only do my best and obey the destiny.”

Hexagram gave four sentences, the first two sentences were already thrilling enough, but the last two sentences made him even more distracted.

Baihu, Chimu, he knows these two big monsters.

At that time, his master, the masters of the Liuren Sect, Shen Shunzi and Wuyin Sect, almost wiped out their entire army in order to seal the white tiger demon king who caused troubles in the world.

Unexpectedly, after more than two hundred years, Baihu couldn't help but break the seal and come out!
No!It wasn't Baihu, it was the one who couldn't bear it...

"The sky... the spirit master..."

The little old man murmured a few times, as if he had made up his mind, he got up and put on his turban, greeted him, let the long-necked turtle escape back to the void, changed his appearance, and opened the door.

He is going to look for the traces of Chimu!

In addition, we need to understand the current strength of Wuyinmen in Luoyang.

……

"crunch-"

The little old man just walked out of the guest room, looked around, seemed to have a sense, and suddenly looked at a young man in white robes standing in the guest room opposite the corridor.

Looking at each other, Qiao Shan nodded and smiled at the little old man.

The little old man frowned slightly, and a copper coin appeared in his hand. He didn't feel the copper coin trembling. He secretly thought that he was too nervous, so he nodded in response to Qiao Shan. Without saying much, he hurried downstairs and left soon. Inn.

Qiao Shan watched the disappearing figure of the little old man thoughtfully.

The little monkey poked its head out of Qiao Shan's cuff, jumped onto Qiao Shan's shoulder, and looked towards the door of the inn with a golden light in his eyes.

"...The long-necked turtle is really Xuanwu?"

After a moment of silence, Qiao Shan couldn't help but ask again for confirmation.

The little monkey nodded his head: "It's Xuanwu!"

"More than 1000 years ago, during the Great War, Chi You took us to look for it for a while, and wanted to use the mysterious power of Xuanwu to counter the blazing power of the mysterious bird under the Yellow Emperor's seat, but unfortunately he did not find it in the end... No Thinking of it actually showing up."

"Who is that little old man?" Qiao Shan asked again.

The little monkey shook his head, a little puzzled, and said uncertainly: "I don't know, I haven't seen this kind of person before, but it must be the inheritance of the Yellow Emperor's power."

Qiao Shan nodded, that's for sure.

Liuren is true, it is the hexagram that can be most accurately predicted in all divination and calculations, and it can reach the Dao. It is similar to Qimen Dunjia but different, but it is also a Taoist technique.

This is a lineage of the Yellow Emperor that is hidden deeper than Wuyinmen.

It's just that Xuanwu... Qiao Shan was a little speechless.

Among the four great beasts, the images of the other three have traces, either dragon, phoenix or white tiger, only the image of Xuanwu, Qiao Shan, has never been clear.

There is a saying in ancient books that the image of Xuanwu is the image of snakes and turtles entangled.

Looking at it now, Qiao Shan was very disappointed. Isn't this a long-necked turtle, except for the longer neck and black shell, there is nothing magical about it.

……

Qiao Shan asked again: "By the way, what is the strength of Chimu? Can you beat it?"

The little monkey thought for a while, then shook his head and said, "In the past, Chimu and I were both top monster generals, and we were only half a step away from breaking through to the demon king. It's just that we monsters have been restricted by Chi You's blood seal for more than a thousand years. It strengthened, but weakened a lot. But this fellow Chimu seems to be different from us, he should have completely recovered on the moon, and even...even broke through and became the demon king."

The demon king, that is the top existence in this world.

During the Great War of Ancients, Chi You searched all over the world, but only collected four demon kings.

It's just that Liurong doesn't envy Chimu.

Chi You's blood mark was directly imprinted on the spirit, even if Chi Mu became the demon king, he was still Chi You's puppet and could not disobey the other party's orders.

Although it is weaker now and has become Qiao Shan's subordinate, it is free.

……

"Demon King..."

Qiao Shan folded his arms and said regretfully, "It's a pity that he arrived late, but the red eyes slipped away very fast, otherwise he could have been caught and studied."

"Forget it, anyway, there is the little old man and the Wuyinmen standing in front of me, why should I worry about it, let's go out and play first, will I go to Sansheng Pavilion or not? I heard it is very famous!"

The little monkey scratched its ears and cheeks: "Is there a female monkey?"

Qiao Shan: "..."

Forget it, what's the matter with taking a monkey to the brothel.

"Then help me take care of my apprentice, I'll go out for a walk first." Qiao Shan jumped down from the second floor, and Shi Shiran walked towards the outside of the inn.

Liurong has already been lifted from the blood mark by him, exorcising the demonic nature. Although he is still a monster, he has started to practice Zen and Taoism under his own training. Now his spirituality is getting more and more powerful, so Qiao Shan is not worried about what it will do.

When you come to a new city, of course you have to have fun!
It is not so convenient to bring a group of people every day.

……

Seeing that Qiao Shan did what he said, Liu Rong was speechless. Although this White Dragon Demon King is powerful, he doesn't seem to be very reliable.

After taking in a few apprentices, he actually let himself take care of them.

It rolled its eyes, scratched its head, seemed to think of something, grinned, and sneaked into the next room.

"Stinky boy! It's already dawn! Don't get up and meditate!"

Zhou Tong's miserable life begins...

(End of this chapter)