Douluo mainland: I am Qian Renxue's fiancé

Chapter 293 Entering the World Alone!The fortune teller who was frightened crazy!

Longyan Lotus Cave!

The young man in white sat cross-legged on the fiery red lotus leaves.

A colorful divine stone is suspended in front of it, releasing a winding and undulating colored beam of light, linking to the center of the young man's forehead!

At the foot of Longyan Liantong Mountain, Ziming, who couldn't bear his temper and devoted himself to cultivation, walked down the mountain with a branch in his hand.

I heard that there is a small town at the foot of Longyan Mountain named Lianshan Town,
Where it is not intruded by monks all year round, all the people living in it are mortals.

"Hey... 100 years, Master, the old man can really sit still, God... why don't you old man give me a heart like still water?"

Ziming walked down the mountain along a stone ladder mountain road that Zijun changed at will.

On both sides of the stone staircase aisle, there is a row of neat and tall ginkgo trees, the golden leaves are as thin as cicada's wings.

When the breeze blows, the rustling sound is accompanied by the falling leaves.

Looking up, the towering ginkgo leaves cover the blue sky and white clouds above the stone ladder,
Only a few beams of bright sunlight shine on the stone ladder through the gap.

The little book boy in white raised his hand to cover his eyes, because the sunlight shining through the gap was as dazzling as the sparkling blue waves on the lake.

"It's autumn again. Master and his elders like autumn scenery the most. It's a pity that I can only enjoy this golden season alone."

With a word of emotion, the little book boy in white jumped up and down and then walked down the mountain.

From time to time, he chanted a few lines of poetry.

"The trees are full of golden autumn, and the ginkgo never misses the season... The flowers bloom and fall for another season, and the master is my real father... This last sentence is well written! The master must love to hear it."

She couldn't help raising her head and laughing, and after laughing for a while, Ziming turned her head to look down Long Yanlian Mountain.

There are golden ears of rice planted on the large rice fields. When the autumn wind blows slowly, the ears of rice sway cheerfully in the wind.

The plump ears of rice seem to be telling the farmers that this autumn is the harvest season.

Throwing away the branch in his hand, Ziming jumped down and used the method of controlling the sky that Zijun taught him.

I saw him floating above the rice field, like a sparrow soaring under the blue sky and white clouds.

What he didn't know was that there was already a stunned little girl standing in the middle of the rice field.

She was half a head taller than the ears of rice, only showing a pair of bright and clean eyes.

Wherever his eyes went, it was Ziming flying over the rice fields.

There was shock in her eyes!Envy, and desire!
The autumn wind blew up the straw hat on top of her head. Fortunately, there was a thin hemp rope tied underneath it, which prevented the autumn wind from taking the yellow straw hat away.

Raising her hand to press the straw hat on her head, the little girl even wanted to call out to the white-clothed book boy.

But because of the fear in her heart, the little girl didn't dare to speak.

"It turns out... there really are immortals in this world, he should be the fairy boy that old man Hu said..."

While watching Ziming's flying figure, the little girl ran hard between the rice fields, as if she wanted to catch up with Ziming flying in mid-air.

It's a pity that the body is mortal, how can manpower catch up with the immortal.

After running for a quarter of an hour, the little girl was panting and exhausted.

Looking up, the direction Ziming is flying to is exactly where Lianshan Town is.

"Great! The place Fairchild is going to is a small town, I will definitely find him."

The little girl smiled happily, and rushed to the town impatiently, as if afraid of missing it.

Lianshan Town!The entire town was enveloped by a large formation born from heaven and earth!
This formation is also strange to say it is strange, but it is not normal to say it is not strange!
All cultivators who enter this place will not only be reduced to mortals, but also must not disturb the people in the town too much.

If this law is violated, the big formation outside the town will lead to robbery!

What's more, he was plagued by that bad luck!Even a lifetime of poverty is difficult to resolve!

There is a saying that one yin and one yang are the natural image, although the two are yin and yang, they are one!
If you are honest and responsible, do good deeds and accumulate virtue in the town, only look for its treasures and not hurt others.

Not only can you be lucky!There is even a chance to bring down that ray of heavenly luck!
It is said that the Nine Streams sect!Shushan Sword School!The founder of the mountain!It is the lucky person who walked out from here.

Although this Jiuliu sect is called Jiuliu, it does not mean that its strength is low!

on the contrary!The strength of the Nine Streams School and the Three Religions in this prehistoric world is comparable!

And the reason why the three religions are ranked high is thanks to the Taoist ancestor in the sect!

Who knows the names of the three saints in the whole prehistoric power?

Naturally, the Three Teachings were given a bit of a pat on the back.

"Hey! My little friend, I think you look extraordinary! It doesn't take a few days to be lucky!"

At the entrance of the small town, there was a fortune-telling booth, and a very eye-catching banner stood beside the booth.

Nothing is lost!Dao Yun Changchun!

"What's the matter? My clothes are worth tens of thousands of taels of silver in the Shunan Kingdom! Anyone with a discerning eye can see that I'm extraordinary!"

Rolling his eyes, the Ziming people are small and big, walking straight into the town with their hands behind their backs.

"The eyes are bright and piercing, white and black stand out, the first birthday is the moon, and the face is like a blue dragon! This face of my little friend is not like a fairy, but better than a fairy!"

The fortune teller, weighing the three copper coins in his hand, sat in a chair and talked eloquently.

Don't say it!On the corner of the sun and the moon on this guy's forehead, there is obviously a piece of skull protruding, which is not obvious when viewed from the side.

If it weren't for the hands-on stroking of the ordinary physiognomy teacher, if there is no Taoism, it is really impossible to break this pair of dragon horns.

Stopping, Ziming took five steps back and came to the fortune teller's stand.

She turned her head and glanced at him, then asked with a blank expression.

"anything else?"

"I need to charge ten cents from my friend, if my friend...!" The fortune-teller hadn't finished speaking, Ziming took out a silver coin from his sleeve and put it on his table.

The fortune-teller's eyes lit up immediately, and he coughed solemnly.

"Report your name."

"Single surname is Zi, and the ocean has no shore." Ziming asked curiously.

The fortune teller closed his eyes and pinched his fingers, the more he counted down, the deeper the frown between his brows became!
After a while, he opened his eyes, subconsciously swallowed his saliva, and said with a shocked expression.

"You take back this ingot of silver, little friend. Forgive me for my incompetence. We will not put this stall in the future. We will meet again in Shanshui! Let's not live together!"

After finishing speaking, the fortune-teller ran into the town without hesitation, as if fleeing for his life.

"Qianlong in the wild to get the fairy pond, luck is hard to be auspicious! If you look up, if you don't have a fairy on the top, if you bow your head, you will be a fairy! Hahaha! I saw a fairy! Hahaha!"

The fortune-teller acted like he was crazy, running on the street and telling everyone he saw a fairy.

"Sigh... It seems that my young master has a deep celestial relationship, and I am fooled by those mortals. It's a sin..."

Shaking his head and sighing, Ziming put away the money on the stall and walked into the town.

As soon as she left, the straw hat girl who came late raised her hand to wipe the sweat from her forehead, and the girl ran home excitedly.

"Gu Sui! Gu Sui! Come out quickly! I'm going to meet the immortal in the field! Hu Laoguai didn't lie to us!"

The skin color on the face of the little girl with the straw hat was wheat yellow, which was only seen by people who often worked in the fields at that time.

There are some freckles on both sides of the cheeks, but they still can't hide her natural and exquisite facial features.

"Who is the first to realize the big dream? I have known it all my life. Oh...you mud-legged people love to dream, are you immortal? Would you let it come to my house and have a look?"

(End of this chapter)