Immortal Cultivation: Three Thousand Great Fortunes

Chapter 30

Once upon a time, there was a powerful person in the Zhenwen Realm in ancient times who was proficient in divination.

This senior, when he ascended to the fairy world, failed to cross the tribulation.He knew how to seek advantage and avoid evil, but he was not wiped out in ashes under the catastrophe of thunder.

He began to question whether the fairy world existed?Among the monks in the Yanshang Continent, why didn't a single monk succeed in ascension?

He questioned, is the fairy world a beautiful lie that the ancients deceived the younger generations and cultivated desperately?

This senior with profound magic power finally burned his last life force before sitting down, and opened the most accurate hexagram of his fortune teller.

This hexagram was originally a divination; does the fairy world exist or not!
The result of the divination showed something inexplicable by accident.

There are only seven words: the pattern creator comes out, and the secret is revealed!

The result of spending a lot of money on divination is just such a confusing sentence.

The weirdest thing is that after the appearance of the seven-character mantra, this fortune-teller did not die after his life was exhausted.

Instead, the body was splashed with blood, torn to pieces, and died extremely miserable, like five horses dismembering a corpse.

This is a powerful punishment from heaven.

Those who spy on the secrets of the sky will end up miserable. This is something that the monks in the entire Yanshang Continent know.

unless!You can defuse the scourge!
Wang Jiannan recalled Yanshang Continent, after the whole information about the pattern maker.Up and down, he began to look at Han Xiaochuan.

"What kind of attire is this? So funny."

This guy wondered why this senior expert who came from the sky was wearing a coarse long gown, and it was so short that it showed his lower legs.

Especially the pair of cloth shoes picked up from the garbage dump, they are so peculiar.

The dress of this senior expert is so unconventional, it's really confusing.

It looks ridiculous and funny, and the person is so handsome, but this person's cultivation base is so high, it seems unfathomable.

Moreover, this mysterious man in black exudes a domineering aura that defies the world from his bones.It's a level higher than supercilious.

He came to mess with me, for that reason?

Wang Jiannan scratched his head a few times, feeling a bit pained.But after thinking about it, I began to disdain.

Are you kidding, texture maker, that is something that appears in divination, can you take it seriously?
God's nagging is simply an ambiguous thing.I'm a dignified quasi-third-rank tattoo trainer, but I was bluffed by an unfounded tattoo trainer?
Immediately, a trace of strangeness appeared on that face, and that noble aura pervaded again.

When he didn't know Han Xiaochuan's details and intentions, he just said in a slightly cold voice: "Dare to ask this senior, why did you give Jiannan a grain maker? It's just an unfounded legend, this junior dares..."

Before this guy dared to show his courage, Han Xiaochuan interrupted impatiently: "This deity is the legendary texture maker!"

A very casual sentence.

But as soon as these words came out, the audience was very quiet, and everyone was a little confused.Everyone has heard Wang Jiannan's words, the texture maker is an unfounded legend.

Now, the figure in the legend appeared out of nowhere.

Quiet, surprisingly quiet.

Only the prototype of Wang Jiannan's middle-level and low-level wood-type pattern is still floating in the void like an elf, slowly absorbing the spiritual energy of heaven and earth.

Wang Jiannan was ready to listen attentively to the following, but the pattern maker kept silent and looked at him jokingly.

After a brief silence, Wang Jiannan came to his senses and felt a little angry. He must have come to play tricks on me by pretending to be a non-existent texture maker.

His complexion changed, and he said with a bit of sarcasm: "Your Excellency's words are so childish, don't be my tattoo trainer at Lingjian Mountain, you can bully me at will.

I will also perform tattoo practice in front of the elders in Luoyi City.Please also step back a bit, don't delay my business. "

As soon as Wang Jiannan finished speaking, a man and a woman hummed from behind the stone screen on the podium.

The sound is not loud, but it can be heard clearly in the whole martial arts arena, even in places with a radius of several miles.

It was the two senior masters of the Fusion Pattern Realm from Lingjian Mountain who sounded the warning.

Han Xiaochuan smiled slightly, ignored the warning hum, but stretched out his hand lazily, and grasped the winding pattern in the air.

'bah'

The pattern burst!

Han Xiaochuan said with a smile: "Such a low-level rolling pattern technique looks very obtrusive to the eyes. Little friend Jiannan, don't you mind if the envoy breaks it up?"

"Wow! Hush!"

An extremely discordant voice erupted from the audience, it was the face of the distinguished tattoo practitioner who was being slapped in public.

Some people are happy, some people sigh, some people are secretly happy, but most people want to watch the excitement. It is better if the horse beats the cow to death, and the cow kills the horse, that would be interesting.

However, today is an eye-opener.

Wang Jiannan was already arrogant enough, but today this mysterious man in black was even more arrogant beyond borders.

Wang Jiannan was already full of anger at this moment, his face turned pale with anger.

He really couldn't figure it out.

Who the hell is this guy, who dares to dismantle his platform and step on his face in front of two high-level cultivators of fusion pattern.

Such a bold and reckless person must have a deep background to be so confident.

However, he didn't dare to show his anger at all.

Extremely useless, this is the most aggrieved time since he became a noble tattoo master from a humble ant.

In front of so many family monks and folks in Luoyi City, he slapped his face.

Both shame and dignity were placed on his head at the same time, and his face was a bit stinky.

The strangest thing is that why this guy wants to tear down his platform is still a fog.

Wang Jiannan swallowed a mouthful of aggrieved air again, swearing fiercely in his heart.

This is the last time to be polite, if not, no matter how old your background is today, it is impossible to be kind.

Immediately put on a trace of respect and a trace of sternness, and said: "Dare to ask who is the most sacred senior. I, Wang Jiannan, asked myself that I have never met your Excellency, and I have no grievances or enmity. Why did you insult me ​​again and again, and even scolded all the practitioners in the world?" division."

Han Xiaochuan showed an innocent smile, revealing his white teeth, very bright.

Seeing this, Wang Jiannan felt a chill in his heart.

Han Xiaochuan didn't speak, he looked up at the sky and closed his eyes.

I saw slowly stretching out my arms, hugging the unfathomable void, muttering in my mouth, as if communicating something.

This is deliberately delaying time, but the brain is spinning rapidly.

This force is indeed pretending to be calm.

Shaoqing!Shaking his head, he said in an unfathomable way: "You are right, I am the saint on that side, as for that side, I won't tell you for now.

No grievances?Little friend Jiannan thinks that the god envoy has nothing to do when he is full and has nothing to do, so he is talking nonsense with a tattoo trainer who is not as good as you. "

(End of this chapter)