Buddhist Cultivation: Starting from Divination

Chapter 8

At this moment, Zhao Huai was on his way back to the shop.

After an afternoon, the search was finally over, and the shops on the street opened their doors.

Zhao Huai watched a line of words appear in front of him.

[Practice the reverse, turn misfortunes into blessings, and prosper your life. 】

It meant that the marriage he had just agreed to triggered the attribute of turning disaster into blessing by mistake, so he would get a more generous reward.

That's why he got a bunch of purple light.

Zhao Huai examined it carefully.

[Tianxin Huiyan (Tianxinhuiyan, etc.)]: Powerful fate, endowing you with extraordinary talent for comprehension, no matter any supernatural powers, spells, heart decisions, or exercises, you only need to look at them to master them.

Zhao Huai was stunned when he saw this purple celestial character.

In a day's work, he has obtained multiple fates one after another, especially the land-grade [Fortune in the Head]. He was already very content, but he didn't expect that there would be unexpected surprises!
The bright deep purple light filled his mind, appearing incomparably noble and elegant.

【Whether to absorb】

As long as one absorbs this fate, no matter what kind of exercises, one can quickly master them and become proficient.

Zhao Huai's mood was undoubtedly very excited.

"Absorb it immediately."

As soon as Zhao Huai's voice fell, a purple light cluster bloomed for it.

A warm and fiery feeling surged up, enveloping his whole body.

Before he knew it, Zhao Huai felt that many of the confusions he had encountered in practicing swordsmanship and boxing before were easily solved, and those forgotten contents of the exercises were also remembered, and he became unforgettable.

This feeling is like eating memory bread.

The difference is that it has a lot of extensions on the basis of the original knowledge, as if it can think automatically.

This is a huge improvement in the understanding of martial arts, it is simply a qualitative leap.

Zhao Huai couldn't help muttering: "This [Tianxin Huiyan] is worthy of the heavenly character and fate. It is powerful. I feel that the swordsmanship I learned a year ago is just like the three-legged cat kung fu and the roadside kung fu. It is very simple. It's easy to understand, I learned Kung Fu for half a year before, but now I just ponder it a little, and I've already mastered it."

"The gold content of Tianpin's fate!"

With a fate like this, Zhao Huaiba should not have more.

It's a pity that such a fate is extremely difficult to obtain. This time, it was blessed because of the trigger of "Turning Misfortune into Fortune", otherwise it would have been impossible to explode.

In the dark, Zhao Huai also felt that this acquired fate seemed to be related to the event of his own divination.

It's just that the rules can't be summed up for the time being.

After a while, I walked through Kuanzhai Alley and Yangcheng Street.

Zhao Huai has already returned to the small pawnshop with Huai characters.

When he came to the back door, he took out the key and aimed it at the hole in the lock.

Just as he was about to insert it, his hand stopped at the door, hanging in mid-air.

Because he found something was wrong.

When he went out to lock the door, a wisp of wall dust fell on the threshold.

Why is it gone now?
Zhao Huai rolled his eyes, put away the keys, squatted down, and checked the blanket under his feet.

Slightly opened a corner to check the situation below.

Seeing the floor covered with lime powder below him, there were four huge footprints.

Someone has been here.

Zhao Huai narrowed his eyes slightly, revealing an extremely dangerous look.

Four footprints, two people.

Someone is playing with him.

Judging by his ability to enter the door, he is not an ordinary person, could it be that he was sent by the imperial court?

But it's impossible. Looking back on my three years, I have never been treated like this.

No matter what, today's sword might be stained with blood.

Zhao Huai covered the blanket at the door, jumped up, and stepped on the guardrail outside the house like a dragonfly on water, performed lightness kung fu, and flew to the roof.

Finally, it landed on a tile without making any sound.

He came to a corner of the eaves, pulled a hidden string from the gravel, pulled it hard, and a window appeared on the roof that was originally tightly seamed, allowing one person to pass through.

This was originally the escape route he built, but he never thought that one day, he would enter the house from here.

Zhao Huai entered the window alone and landed smoothly without making a sound.

In front of him was his bedroom.

There was no light inside, it was very dark.

With sharp eyes, Zhao Huai looked for the figures of the two men.

His cultivation has reached the ninth level of Qi training, and his physical body has been tempered to the current extreme. He can control every breath, including the sound of footsteps.

He could keep silent if he wanted to.

Zhao Huai was like a ghost walking in the dark, walking without making a sound.

The small pawn shop with Huai characters is located on the east side of the busy city. It has three floors in total. The first floor is the shop of the pawnshop, the second floor is the warehouse and the place where sundries are placed, the area is relatively large, and the third floor is the place to live. That is, the bedroom, which cost him [-] yuan to decorate.

Zhao Huai knew that the best place to hide was the warehouse.

A sharp sword appeared from the mysterious ring, Zhao Huai raised the sword and walked towards the warehouse with no expression on his face.

"Did you hear the noise?"

"No, the search has been over for so long, this guy should come back."

"This kid can have a good conversation with that person, which is enough to show his importance, and he must be taken back."

"This mission is too important to leak and screw it up."

There was the sound of two people talking in the warehouse.

The two masked men in black squatted on the beam, looking straight down, still waiting for the target to appear.

Suddenly, a white light flashed in front of him.

"Zheng!"

The two didn't even see what it was, they just felt a chill rushing up their spines.

With an extremely quick sword strike, the eyes of the two masked men in black were quickly blinded.

The chest of a man in black had already been pierced, his heart was crushed by the true energy of the sword, and hot blood spewed out. The other man in black realized what had happened, and was about to make a move in a panic .

A figure appeared in mid-air, and he struck out with a palm, directly knocking him down with powerful force.

With a "boom", it fell from the beam.

One of them was silent, and the other man in black raised his head in horror, trying to see the face of the person coming.

The strength of the two of them is definitely not weak. They missed today and met such a ruthless character!
With a sound of "ding", a high-quality sword fell from the sky, directly nailing the man's palm to the ground, preventing him from getting up.

Zhao Huai pressed his sword, looked down from above, and asked in a cold voice:

"Speak! Who sent you here?"

He was outside the house just now, and he already felt the breath of the two of them.

Moreover, the cultivation base of these two assassins has actually reached the third level of Qi training, which is really rare.

So he saved a little bit of strength in that palm. He didn't kill the opponent, but he just wanted to find out the real culprit behind the scenes.

"Damn it! I didn't expect it to be a miscalculation!"

"You are actually a hidden monk."

The man in black was nailed to the ground, his eyes full of hatred.

"answer my question!"

Zhao Huai exerted more force on the sword, a little stronger, and said coldly.

"what!"

The man in black screamed, gritted his teeth, and sneered:
"Don't even think about it!"

Then he shut his mouth tightly, his eyes determined.

"not good!"

By the time Zhao Huai realized it, it was already too late.

A mouthful of black blood flowed from the mouth of the man in black.

The man in black had committed suicide by taking poison.

Zhao Huai looked at the two corpses and the blood stains all over the place, with an indescribably gloomy expression on his face.

He bent down and searched the clothes of the two of them.

A token was found from the body of the first man in black.

(End of this chapter)