Zongwu: fortune-telling with luck, the beginning is Xiongba's orders

Chapter 101 The Supreme Master!

Huo Yin heard Yuan Thirteen Xian's unyielding cry, looked at the unwavering expression on Yuan Thirteen Xian's face, and shook his head slightly.

The four words of changing fate against the sky are extremely easy to say, but it is not easy to do.

With this in mind, he said to Yuan Thirteen Limits: "It's not easy to change your fate, do you really have such determination?"

Anyone can talk about it, but it is extremely difficult to practice it.

He believes that Yuan Thirteen Xian has such ambition and backbone, but Yuan Thirteen Xian is not a young man, but a middle-aged man who has already been established in all aspects. It is difficult to change his life and himself!

If you can't stick to it, it's better to give up early, so as not to waste time and energy.

Yuan Shisanxian heard Huo Yin's words, and said with a firm face: "If you can't change your fate, it's better to end this life early!"

Hearing this, Huo Yin raised her hand and knocked on the table again, and said, "This is the second hexagram, and you need to tattoo 10 taels of silver!"

Yuan Shisanxian shook his head and said: "I don't have that much money, but I know that Mr. Huo has rules, and he can use the precious things around him to replace Guajin."

While speaking, Yuan Thirteen opened his robe, and took out an arrow from the quiver hidden under his waist.

This is a small arrow, no more than seven inches long, the body of the arrow is black and blue, the tip of the arrow is sharp, and it is shining with a cold light.

"I am willing to ask for divination at the price of this thing!"

There are only nine arrows in his quiver, eight are black and blue, and one is bright red.

At this time, he took out a black and green arrow to ask for divination as a price, and since then, he has lost an arrow in his quiver.

He will make up, but after running out.

Perhaps without this arrow, he would lose his life in future battles, so he is changing his life with his life!
Yuan Shisanxian put the arrow on the table, then turned his gaze to Huo Yin.

Huo Yin was looking at the arrow.

This is the arrow of the Thirteenth Limit of the Yuan Dynasty, a small arrow of sadness①, an arrow that can kill a person, even a strong master can hardly dodge it.

This arrow is worth more than one hundred thousand grains of silver!
Huo Yin accepted the arrow.

He moved his eyes away from the arrow, turned to Yuan Thirteen Limits, and said: "You are arrogant, you are proud of your talents, and you think that you should be the focus of attention because you have both civil and military skills, so you never put other people in your eyes."

"You are jealous, the world is so big, outstanding people are like crucian carp crossing the river, and you are just one of them, but you can't tolerate others in your eyes!"

"You are furious, perverse, and bloodthirsty!"

"Arrogance, jealousy, and rage, these three deadly sins are the biggest obstacles to your success!"

When Yuan Shisanxian heard Huo Yin's words, his face suddenly turned livid.

He took a deep look at Huo Yin and asked, "Mr. Huo is saying that I need to get rid of these three points in order to succeed?"

Huo Yin stretched out his fingers to the sky and the ground, and asked back: "Among the heavens and the earth, through the ages, how many people who are arrogant, jealous, and violent can achieve great things?"

Yuan Thirteen was silent.

He has read a lot of poetry and books, and is familiar with ancient and modern times, so he naturally knows that what Huo Yin said is right.

Throughout the ages, those who have left their names in history and achieved great achievements have all possessed several noble virtues.People who are arrogant, jealous, and furious often end up badly in the end.

If he wants to change his fate against the sky, he needs to start by changing himself first!
It's just as Huo Yin thought, his temperament and thoughts have already been finalized, and it's not easy to change!
But he won't give up!
Efforts will surely pay off!
Thinking of this, he cupped his hands at Huo Yin, turned around and walked outside without saying anything.

Seeing this, Cai Tao hurriedly cupped her hands to Huo Yin and said, "Let me take my leave!"

……

Cai Xuan rushed back to the Grand Master's Mansion non-stop, wanting to report today's events to Cai Jing.

He had just stepped into the study, and before he had time to speak, Cai Jing said first: "You came back at just the right time, I have already ordered someone to invite the Minister of Rites, and it should be time, you should go to the door to greet him."

"By the way, Shang Shu of the Ministry of Rites should also come with his third daughter. Remember to be smart when the time comes."

Cai Xuan was stunned.

Cai Jing continued: "Fu Zongshu's intentions are sinister. We have to guard against it. If you can marry the daughter of the Minister of Rites, then our power in the court will become stronger, and it will be better to restrain Fu Zongshu."

After Cai Jing finished speaking, he glanced at Cai Tao, who was standing still, and asked with a frown, "What are you in a daze for?"

Cai Tao came back to his senses when he heard the words, and said to Cai Jing with a surprised face: "Father, I asked Mr. Huo to calculate the marriage!"

After Cai Tao told Cai Jing what happened earlier, Cai Jing didn't show any surprise on his face, it seemed that everything was within his expectation.

He nodded slightly, and said to Cai Tao: "Isn't this something that should have been expected long ago?"

Huo Yin told fortune-telling to countless people in Daming, and never made a mistake, so in his opinion, it is normal for Huo Yin to be able to calculate this matter.

Now seeing is believing, confirming that the rumors are true, it is not surprising.

Cai Tao hastily saluted and said, "It's the boy who was rude."

Cai Jing didn't say much, just waved and said, "Go."

……

Prime Minister's House.

In the study room, Fu Zongshu jumped up from the chair with a bang.

He looked at the subordinate standing in front of him in surprise, and said loudly, "You said that Cai Tao went to Mr. Huo's place early this morning?"

The subordinate immediately nodded and said: "Yes, Cai Tao still brought a lot of gifts, but they were all distributed to the people nearby!"

Fu Zongshu sat back on the chair heavily after hearing the words, and let out a long sigh.

He knew that his opportunity was gone.

He also knew that there must be someone from Cai Jing by his side.

But these are not important now, the important thing is how to continue to maintain the superficially friendly relationship between him and Cai Jing, don't turn his face too early!

Thinking of this, he immediately said: "Come here, prepare the car, and go to the Grand Master's Mansion!"

……

The next day.

Bianqiao.

Huo Yin came to the old place again.

He put the signboard aside, and looked at the surrounding scenery quietly, the pedestrians coming and going.

On the Bian Bridge, there is an endless stream of people coming and going, from farmers to squires, from scholars to ladies, and from high-ranking officials to down-and-out beggars. It can be said that there are all kinds of life on it.

"God knows, I know, are you really that powerful?"

A pretty figure suddenly appeared in front of Huo Yin.

Judging by her age, she was only sixteen or seventeen years old, she was dressed in a purple dress, she had a pretty face, her eyes were bright, but she was full of cunning and viciousness.

Huo Yin glanced at the girl and was about to speak when he suddenly felt something, turned his head and looked at the other side of Bianqiao.

"Hey, I'm talking to you!"

The girl was a little dissatisfied, and turned her head to look in the direction Huo Yin was looking at.

"Hey, what are you looking at? What looks better than me?"

Huo Yin didn't look at the girl, but said: "You go, I don't have time now."

After saying these words, Huo Yin walked towards the other side of Bianqiao.

Seeing this, the girl immediately stepped forward and stopped in front of Huo Yin, saying, "No, you have to do the math for me, otherwise I won't be polite!"

Without saying a word, Huo Yin raised his hand and waved his sleeves, and the girl flew out of the bridge and fell into the water with a plop!
When the girl fell into the water, it immediately attracted the attention of everyone on the bridge. Some shouted, and some stopped to watch. Naturally, there were also martyrs who bravely dived to save lives.

But Huo Yin didn't care about it at all, and walked towards the middle of Bianqiao step by step.

When he stood at the highest point in the middle of Bianqiao, a figure in white came into his eyes.

This is an old man with white beard and hair, with a silver beard and no wind.

This is the second person who makes Huo Yin feel tall. This kind of tallness is not because of his tall stature, but his imposing manner.

The old man is no more than five feet two inches tall, but he is as tall as a green mountain.

Even standing in a low place, people have a sense of looking up.

And the last person who gave Huo Yin this feeling was Wudang Zhang Sanfeng!
When Huo Yin was watching the old man, the old man was also looking at Huo Yin with a smile.

After looking at each other for a moment, he held out a young, clean hand in an inviting gesture.

Seeing this, Huo Yin stepped forward slowly, walked side by side with the old man, and headed east.

Although the two were walking side by side, neither of them spoke first. They waited until they reached a roadside tea stand before the old man said to Huo Yin: "Mr. Huo, please sit down."

Huo Yin also politely invited the old man to sit down.

After the two of them sat down, the owner of the tea stall immediately brought over a big pot of tea, which didn't taste very good, but the old man drank it very happily.

"I've heard of Mr. Huo's name for a long time. I went to Daming, but I didn't have the chance to meet him. I never thought that today we met in Bianjing. It can be called fate."

The old man looked at Huo Yin, with a smile on his face, and his voice was full of air, not like an old man who was over seventy years old at all.

Huo Yin took a deep look at the old man and said, "The name of the master is like thunder!"

The old man sighed and said: "I learned swordsmanship at the age of ten, Yi at the age of 15, and Dacheng at the age of 30. I have a glimpse of the way of heaven and man. There is no one in the Song Dynasty, so I travel around the world, from Daming in the south to Ming in the west. During the Great Yuan Dynasty, from the Sui Dynasty in the east to Khitan in the north, I have visited all the sages in the world, and there is only one person who can discuss the Dao with this old man."

"Mr. Huo has seen this person before, and he is Da Ming Wudang Daoist Zhang."

"The old man had a long talk with Master Zhang the day before yesterday. They discussed the way of heaven and earth and the beginning of all things. Master Zhang mentioned the name of Mr. Huo to the old man, and recommended the old man to come and talk to Mr. Huo."

"Rumors say that Mr. Huo knows everything. I don't know what you think about Mr. Huo, the heavenly way?"

Huo Yin heard the old man's words, and said softly: "The way of heaven is secluded and far away, ghosts and gods are at a loss."

The expression on the old man's face could not help becoming a little subtle when he heard the words, and asked: "Could it be that Mr. Huo, who knows what I know, can't guess the way of heaven?"

Huo Yin shook his head lightly, and replied: "It's not that I can't guess the way of heaven, but because the way is different."

Thoughtful, the old man asked, "What is the explanation for this?"

Huo Yin replied earnestly: "Thousands of people have thousands of faces, and thousands of people have thousands of ways. If you want to comprehend the way of heaven, you can only rely on yourself. It is really difficult to rely on others. Sir, you want to discuss the way with me, but you and I have different ways, so what?" Comparable?"

When the old man heard Huo Yin's words, he seemed to have realized something, and a pair of eyes burst out with an astonishing look.

"Good! Good! Good! It's a different way, and it cannot be compared!"

The old man laughed and stood up, suddenly there was a strong wind around him, flying sand and rocks.

In the blink of an eye, the old man disappeared without a trace.

Only an ethereal voice echoed in Huo Yin's ears.

"Ling Donglai, thank you Mr. Huo!"

　Sad Little Arrow, a peerless martial art, can only make the enemy sad when it hurts the heart. When shooting an arrow, it can be called by name, which is equivalent to a cruise missile.

　　Ling Donglai, the supreme master, a character in Huang Yi's novels, has the same status as Dugu Qiubai and the sweeping monk, Zhang Sanfeng's setting.

　　Thanks for the 4500 point reward from the unknown boss of Dongfang pp!
　　Thank you for the reward of 1500 points from that stinky and shameless boss!
　　Thank you for the 200 point reward for Sword Slashing Immortal Sword Slashing Demons!

　　Thanks for the name, that's a 100-point reward for just thinking about it!
　　
　
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