The ex-girlfriend who has been missing for three years says she has returned from cultivating immort

Chapter 151 The Black Trigram
Zhang Linyun looked at the little uncle in front of him, and his heart was full of reverence.

Taking a deep breath, he asked, "Little Uncle, I succeeded in crossing the Tribulation Golden Elixir not long ago, and I want to go out for a while, which direction is more suitable?"

Gu Changsheng closed the water fan with an embarrassed expression on his face.

From counting the number of dice to counting the direction of travel, the difficulty of crossing is really a bit big.

Moreover, if it is about fate and future, Gu Changsheng can still fool around, but this question is so specific, it is not easy to be fooled...

After pondering for a moment, Gu Changsheng asked with the last glimmer of hope: "Or change the question? For example, figure out where the cats and dogs lost at home went or something."

Zhang Linyun shook his head with a weird expression: "My family doesn't keep pets."

……

Sighing secretly, Gu Changsheng had no choice but to bite the bullet and close his eyes, and the Great Expansion Technique followed.

An incomparably mysterious aura emanated from him, and the aura roared around him, causing the passers-by monks to stop and watch.

After a long time, Gu Changchang let out a sigh of relief and opened his eyes.

To his surprise, with all his efforts, he actually calculated something.

Just after running the Dao method, Gu Changsheng had an answer in his mind: Nan.

Filled with a sense of accomplishment in his heart, Gu Changsheng looked at the serious Zhang Linyun and said, "Nan."

Zhang Linyun nodded when he heard the words, kept his words in his heart, and then bent down to express his gratitude.

Looking at the wooden sign held by the little Taoist Fangyuan, Zhang Linyun first took out ten yuan from his pocket, and put it gently on the table.

"This is Guajin."

Then, he searched all over for a while, took out a bottle of elixir, and put it on the table.

"It's a thank you."

After finishing speaking, Zhang Linyun cupped his hands slightly, passed through the crowd of onlookers, and left directly to the south.

Gu Changsheng looked at the vial on the table, but he was not surprised.

Turning his eyes to the little Taoist who was already a little stunned, he smiled and said, "Put it away for whatever you're doing in a daze."

Only then did the little Taoist priest Fangyuan come to his senses, and put away the money and the elixir.

Unable to bear the curiosity in his heart, the little Taoist lightly opened the medicine bottle and took a look, then exclaimed in surprise: "Uncle, it's Xuanyuan Pill! It's very expensive."

Seeing his ignorant appearance, Gu Changsheng laughed lightly: "If you take [-]%, it's your salary."

Originally, the [-]% of the profit was going to Brother Wuji, but he didn't show up today, so Gu Changsheng had no choice but to give the benefit to Fangyuan.

But that's good too, if Brother Wuji gets the money, he will probably go to some unscrupulous places, and his body will be overwhelmed.

When the little Taoist priest Fangyuan heard Gu Changsheng's words, he quickly waved his hands and refused, but he still couldn't persuade him.

In the end, Gu Changsheng put on his identity as a junior uncle and forced the little Taoist priest to accept the elixir.

Among the onlookers, the Zhengyi cultivators had seen Gu Changsheng's Dao Jue operation, and they all believed it.

They are all Zhengyi monks, and they have some understanding of the Dayan Technique. They all saw some tricks and guessed that the little uncle was using the Dayan Technique to help people tell fortunes.

Reminiscent of the shocking performance of the little master's hidden fish into the fan, everyone's hearts became hot.

Not long after, a monk walked towards the fortune-telling booth from the crowd, and saluted very respectfully: "Uncle Junior, it has been almost three years since I completed my Foundation Establishment, and I want to know when I will be able to break through."

"It's just one hexagram every day, come back tomorrow." Gu Changsheng said calmly, got up and began to pack his things.

Hearing his words, the monk was very sorry, but he didn't say much.

As an expert, you always need to have some attitude.

He made a bow and left, planning to come over early tomorrow.

The crowd of onlookers also dispersed one after another, and the gate of Shan Pavilion became quiet again.

The little Taoist priest Fangyuan helped Gu Changsheng pack his things, and asked aloud: "Uncle, I only count one hexagram every day, is it because the heavenly secrets cannot be revealed casually?"

Nodding calmly, Gu Changsheng didn't answer, he patted the little Taoist priest on the head and drifted away.

Looking at the back of his little uncle, Fang Yuan's eyes were full of admiration.

Gu Changsheng walked like a tiger, and soon disappeared from the little Taoist priest's sight.

He walked to a deserted forest, holding the tree with his left hand, and took out a bottle of elixir from his bosom tremblingly with his right hand.

After putting it into his mouth with difficulty, Gu Changsheng heaved a long sigh of relief.

It turns out that this kind of problem is such a big consumption of aura... It's just a calculation of the direction, the aura in his body has basically been exhausted.

It's not that I just want to do a fortune telling in one day, it's because my ability doesn't allow it...

After resting in the woods for a long time, Gu Changsheng finally recovered, and walked towards his house with all his energy, ready to take a good rest.

……

The day passed quietly, the sun was setting, and it was already evening.

In front of the fan pavilion, the little Taoist priest sat in front of the table at the door, counting the pills one by one.

"Where's Gu Changsheng? Did no one come to tell the fortune and close the stall and go home?"

Brother Wuji's voice came from the door.

The little Taoist priest Fangyuan frowned, and said aloud: "Senior Brother Wuji, if you can't call my junior uncle by name directly, the elders will punish you if they hear it."

"It's just the two of us here, it's fine if you don't make small reports."

Brother Wuji waved his hands nonchalantly, looked at the elixir in front of Fangyuan, and couldn't help but widen his eyes.

"Fangyuan, have you learned how to steal from Master? Where did you get so many Xuanyuan Pills?"

The little Taoist curled his lips secretly, thinking that everyone is as virtuous as you...

He put the elixir back into the bottle, and replied cheerfully: "The little uncle made money today by fortune-telling, and he said that he would share [-]% of it with me."

Brother Wuji choked for breath.

Just a rough look, there are at least forty pills, [-]% means eight Xuanyuan pills.

Converted into money, he can even sign up for a month's field.

"How many hexagrams did he calculate today?" Panting heavily, Brother Wuji asked with a distorted voice.

The little Taoist priest Fangyuan replied honestly: "Just a hexagram, and the stall will be closed in the morning."

Heart full of bitterness, Brother Wuji really wanted to travel back and give himself a slap in the face.

Seeing Brother Wuji's somewhat gloomy face, the little Taoist also guessed the reason, frowning and thinking for a moment.

Then he said, "Senior Brother Wuji, come over to help tomorrow, I will give you half of it."

Brother Wuji looked a little better now, nodded sullenly, walked out of the fan pavilion with a sigh, and walked towards his room.

……

Looking at a place in the south.

A middle-aged Taoist priest is sitting on a stone to rest.

The Taoist robe on his body was a bit tattered, and the Taoist bun on the top of his head was crooked, and he looked a little embarrassed.

He rubbed his painful shoulders, his eyes were filled with bitterness, and he sighed: "Young master's calculation, it's not a serious hexagram!"

After a long time, the Taoist priest who felt that his physical strength had recovered a little stood up and continued to walk forward with a limp.

(End of this chapter)