The blue luan bird of Nuwa's family

Chapter 158 She didn't break that thread, the two-way cutting edge method
"Senior, what about your mother?"

"They are all at the observatory..."

"Have you found Emperor Donghua?"

"That's not true, it's the Wu Clan who made some moves."

"Wizard?"

"Yeah, this witch clan is not the master of peace, we are all busy..."

Mingyu sat alone in the mountain pavilion, watching the gray-robed Taoist leave from a distance, listening to the breeze entering the forest, the rustling of the fiery red sycamore trees, and the leaves shaking and falling to the dust.

After thinking for a while, he let out the little fox sleeping in his sleeve robe, hugged and stroked two of them, and the red thread on his wrist was tied with the Three Lives Dao Stone, flicking and flicking.

"How many people did you take with you that day?" There was a bit of curiosity in the voice.

"Your own predestined person, don't you think about it?" This voice is full of emotions, resentment, shame, dissatisfaction, and pride...

"Oh, don't tell me. Come on, I'll teach you a game." Mingyu untied the red silk thread, showing a kind smile.

The little matchmaker shook her head desperately, and grabbed Mingyu's hand, "No, no, no, I don't want to learn, you go away..."

"Come on, this game is simple, it's very suitable for the red line of marriage, and it's very beneficial for cultivating the Tao."

Mingyu moved on her own, like a skilled craftsman showing her skills, the red silk thread danced in the air, piercing back and forth.

"Don't look at it." The little matchmaker covered her eyes with her hands.

"This is a concentric knot."

"This is a wishful knot."

"this is……"

The little matchmaker was very resistant at first.

And then she discovered... this really enlightened me!!
just...just...

"Slow down!"

The little matchmaker pouted and observed through her fingers, but Mingyu's hand was too fast to see clearly, so she jumped to his side and grabbed his hand again.

Mingyu stared into her eyes with a half-smile, "So, you took her?"

The little matchmaker's eyes were full of guilt, and she seemed to be dodging, but the various knots made by the red silk thread in front of her were really useful, and she really wanted to learn!
"Take it..." His lips moved lightly, as thin as a mosquito's sound.

"Then, she didn't break it?"

"It should not be broken."

Little Matchmaker wasn't sure, but the feedback from that direction was indeed positive.

"If you can pull it, you can also untie it, right?" The young man smiled brightly, showing his white teeth.

Dangerous, dangerous, very dangerous!
The little matchmaker's pupils shrank slightly, and she couldn't help taking a few steps back. She lowered her head, not daring to look at Mingyu, and nodded with her index fingers.

"No...don't know."

"You don't know?" The voice raised an octave, and the breeze in the sycamore forest stopped.

"You are the spirit of the red silk thread, and you use the supernatural powers, don't you know?"

"I don't know, but I don't know. I just wanted to fight. It was the first time I used that supernatural power. Besides, she is too special. She is different from others. Her mental strength is terrifying. She doesn't want to stop. What can I do?" ?” The little matchmaker broke the jar and pointed it out.

Now Mingyu was silent, she didn't understand, really couldn't understand!
If it wasn't for the gray-robed Taoist to wake him up, he would still be kept in the dark!
By the way, there is also this little girl in front of me!
Mingyu gritted her teeth, this girl was more courageous than he imagined, how many people did she pull that day?

"Apart from her, who else has not broken..." Mingyu pinched the Sansheng Stone in her hand to prevent the little matchmaker from hiding.

The little matchmaker stopped her figure, her mana stagnated, and she replied helplessly: "It's really gone. Except for her, everyone else has cut off the red thread."

Saying that, the little matchmaker felt a dull pain in her heart, it was really unlucky that day, this guy's predestined relationship was more terrifying than the other.

Mingyu breathed a sigh of relief, and then asked: "The thread leads to both ends, and I can't break it if she keeps going?"

"Ah?" The little matchmaker stared at him blankly.

Are you serious?

"Actually, if it keeps going, you should be able to get a lot of benefits."

Marriage is bound by a thread, theoretically the two people who are drawn can share invisible luck and other things, and Mingyu is not as good as the other party in terms of cultivation base and aura, so filling the ravine under the high mountain can bring Mingyu together. The jade is tall.

It's just that the little matchmaker wanted to find a weaker predestined person through the red line that day, and take the opponent's strength to counter Mingyu.

"Teach the Dharma, I'll kill it." Mingyu took out the Yin-Yang Sword, sat cross-legged on the ground, and the Three Lives Stone illuminated the Three Lives.

It's just that his past and future lives are blank, only a solitary body in this world is reflected on the stone.

"I haven't cut it before. This supernatural power will be passed on to you, and you will realize it by yourself."

Seeing Mingyu's posture, the little matchmaker also knew his determination, so she put her pale finger on his forehead.

"Are you really going to cut it? It must be very painful."

If it is cut off forcefully, it is probably the same as the backlash she received at the beginning. After all, when she created the supernatural power, she used it very smoothly, and she has not yet developed a method to cut marriage in two directions.

Mingyu gave her an annoyed look, this karma is one of constant cutting and chaos, if he doesn't cut it off early, he's afraid that the trouble will be even bigger then!
"As the spirit of the red line of marriage, you don't even know how to cut marriage in both directions. Tell me, what else can you do?" Mingyu's words were full of contempt.

The little matchmaker was angry, "You...you...don't scold me!"

"Tch, I really don't know how you were born with wisdom, you are so stupid."

Mingyu endured the throbbing in her heart, and continued to output negative emotions to share the pressure.

"You're stupid, you're stupid!" The little matchmaker stomped her feet angrily, her pretty face flushed with anger, and growled at Mingyu.

"Now the red line of marriage is in your hands, don't tell me you don't realize it, marriage is marriage, look for marriage.

This is the ultimate treasure of benefiting and not dividing. The marriage is fixed, but it can be tied and inseparable, and it is difficult to separate if it is difficult to give up.

I am a spirit of the red line of marriage, why do I have nothing to think about the method of cutting fate? !"

Mingyu grimaced in pain now, why bother with this, and said angrily:

"You are still confident, and you are still not convinced when you say you are stupid. The red line of marriage is indeed the most precious treasure in finding marriage, but isn't there a time when it is wrong?

Everything has a cause and an effect, and a knot must be solved.If you study supernatural powers by yourself, you only think about half of them, and you don't care about killing them. Who is stupid if you are not stupid? "

"Why are you yelling?! My killing skills are originally used to kill you. Anyway, karma and marriage are all tied to you and the people who are destined. At worst, I will suffer some backlash."

The little matchmaker folded her hands on her chest, pouted her small mouth, glared at Mingyu angrily, and said, "You are so powerful, if you are capable, you can study the method of cutting marriage in two directions by yourself!
If you figure it out, I'll..."

"cut!"

With concentrated mind, he swung the Yin-Yang sword three times.

At his ring finger, a thin red silk thread broke and floated down.

As soon as Mingyu pointed it out, the flames burned the red thread into ashes.

"What did you just say?" The young man wiped the sweat from his forehead, his white teeth looked so dazzling under the sunlight.

"I... I didn't say anything!" The little matchmaker repented, and turned around to return to the red line of marriage.

A big hand clasped her shoulder firmly.

…………

In the ancestral witch hall, the corners of the mouth of the beautiful woman in palace clothes are raised, holding half of the silk thread in her hand.

"Sister, why don't you talk about it?" Zhu Rong was listening with great interest. He really didn't expect that the girl has no soul, and he really understood the old way.

Not only did I understand, but I also added a big gift to the Wu Clan!
All the ancestral witches looked at Houtu expectantly, this time even Di Jiang sat under Houtu and listened to her narration.

Houtu came back to his senses and smiled, "Let's continue."

Outside the Pangu Hall, twelve flags stand in twelve directions.

(End of this chapter)