divination

Healing the dead does not pay for his life, but he put on the look of 'it's none of his business, hang it high', shrugged and said: "You ask me, then who should I ask? Aren't you a secret, don't you know if you count your fingers? Long Er, you are right!" After speaking, he patted Long Er's head, turned around and walked away.

But Long'er flashed to him in three steps and two steps in parallel, and said unhappily: "Senior, I'm already short enough, if you touch my head again, I won't grow taller at all!"

"Isn't it tall? Didn't I give you a new medicine last time? Why can't you grow taller? Is the effect of the medicine still wrong? Hmm... So, I have to study it more carefully!" He said seriously.

Ding Yi looked at the doctor's death without paying for his life, so he shook his head and sighed helplessly, looped the dead wood crutches around, turned his energy into the hexagram, and flew away.

Passing through a shady forest road, the temperature gradually dropped, and the flowers and trees growing on the road also changed a lot. The leaves were fat and thick at first, but then they became smaller and thinner, and gradually evolved into Needle-pointed, and the tender green emerald on the leaf surface also disappeared, replaced by a little ephedra and dark gray.

Ding Yi breathed the air and felt a little dry. The airflow pouring into the nostrils was particularly choking. When it passed through the upper jaw and entered the throat, the throat would always feel scorched and uncomfortable, and the mouth would instinctively secrete saliva to moisten the throat. , the tongue sucked in reflexively, and swallowed the saliva.

Saliva flowed down his throat like a lubricant, and the parched throat felt a little better. However, when he took another breath, his newly wet throat became unbearably dry again. Ding Yi raised his hand and shook his collar back and forth, pushing his mouth out Stretching, looking up at the sky, I saw the blue sky, the scorching sun, and the floating dust under the refraction of the sun, it looked even more dazzling.

Long Er, who followed closely, looked at Ding Yi, slightly frowned a few times with his immature brows, swung the dragon sword on his waist, and asked curiously and perplexed: "Young master, what's wrong with you? Looks like you're hot and thirsty? Shall I get you some water?"

"No need...we are cultivators, this thirst is tolerable!" Ding Yi turned around and replied, then rolled up his body and dodged forward.

A cloud of dust was immediately stirred up on the road, and the gray air flew wildly until it reached a height of two or three meters. After floating for a while, the speed gradually slowed down, and then it lay down lazily like a tired and sleepy child. To the edge of the leaf tips, grass branches.

Ding Yi looked around and flew forward with his dead wooden crutches. Out of the corner of his eyes, he glanced around vigilantly. His whole body consciousness was condensed to a very high peak, sensing the aura overflowing from the rolling mountains.

Mountains, one after another.Trees, one by one.Fog, one layer is covered with another layer.The blazing sun shines down from the sky, and when it spreads to the ground, the dewdrops remaining on the needle-shaped leaf tips are evaporated bit by bit, and the temperature gradually rises. The insects in the soil can't stand the heat, and they all crawl to Under the tree roots and shade, however, the fog on the mountain is still so thick.

Looking at these, Ding Yi couldn't help but tighten his mind. He vaguely felt an ominous aura. The seventh consciousness, which had escaped from the sixth sense, quickly spread outwards, catching some aura in the air, as if seeing something extremely inappropriate. In the common sense of Huazhong Buddhist Temple, at this time, the nose took another breath, and the dry and scorched feeling filled the entire throat in an instant, and the saliva secreted from the mouth was swallowed up in an instant.

Ding Yiyi calmed down a little, unconsciously, the hexagram strength vitality of Dantian Weigu was aroused, and a mysterious yellow light floated all over his body, slowly spreading outwards, swaying away the dust in the air, arousing all kinds of emotions. Several waves of dust blasted, and the vegetation on the side of the road was shattered. After a while, the yellow light disappeared strangely, and the surroundings returned to calm.

"Young master, what's the matter with you?" Long'er, who had always been familiar with Ding Yi, felt quite strange when he saw it, and approached worriedly, asking worriedly.

Ding Yi glanced around, and after careful inspection, his eyes fell on the heavy fog in the mountains, he raised his dead wooden crutch and pointed at it from a distance: "Long'er, see if there are any flowers or flowers in the fog?" Buddhist temple?"

"Fog? Flower? Buddhist temple?" Long'er looked very puzzled, but thinking of Ding Yi's solemn expression, he didn't dare to neglect, so he stared intently at the undulating mountains, where the sun shines through, the trees are everywhere, and the birds are flying , there was no cloud at all, so he was even more puzzled: "Young master, where is the fog coming from in this scorching sun? Could it be that you were struck by lightning and were frightened, and you haven't recovered your soul yet? Looking at flowers in a fog, do flowers appear in Buddhist temples?"

"No?" Hearing this, Ding Yi took a closer look and found that there was indeed no heavy fog in the mountains. Unnaturally, a cloud of suspicion surged up in his heart. Then he turned around and looked at the doctor, wanting to ask him if he saw it. He shrugged his shoulders and smiled directly: "Brother Ding, do you feel very thirsty, and everything you see is foggy?"

Ding Yi clicked off immediately, and asked with an even more puzzled look: "Brother dead, how do you know?" After finishing speaking, he eagerly waited for the answer.

The doctor waved his hand and said, "Brother Ding, you have absorbed the nine worldly strange poisons in Qiqiao Shengyan Pill. You should have rested and recuperated, but you only wanted to save half of Raksha, so you hurried on your way. There was an adverse reaction, as long as you take a rest, you will be fine."

"So that's how it is!" Ding said, and Long'er, who looked worried, gradually relaxed, and then he patted his belly and said, "Young master, why don't we go to the front and find a place to rest so that you can recover?" recover."

"Grrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrr of of the stomach, Ding Yi raised his eyebrows to look at Longer, only to see him laughing embarrassedly, covering his stomach with his hands from time to time, and then said with a frank smile: "Okay !"

Under the rolling hills, a man with a round face, withered and yellow, but with energetic eyes and twinkling eyes was standing on a small stall along the hill, wearing white, black, green, yellow, white, red, and seven different colors. Strange clothes arranged in a row, where the colors are connected, some kind of special atmosphere flashes faintly, like colorful clouds in the sky, or like fog on the ground, making people unpredictable.

On his forehead was an arrow-shaped necklace made of bloodstone, and he was wearing a brocade silk cap with the words "Seven Stars of Heaven and Purity" written in small seal characters on it. Looking at Ding Yi who was walking towards him, he hurriedly said with a smile : "Brother, we are really destined to meet again."

"It's you..." Ding Yi, Long Er, and the doctor who died without paying for his life shouted in unison. After a while, Ding Yixun regained his astonishment, stepped forward and said respectfully, "Senior, why did you set up a stall here?"

Tianjing Qixing shrugged his shoulders as usual, shook the cap on his head, waved his right hand lightly, and three round stone benches carved with cranes appeared out of thin air in front of the stall, and made a gesture of invitation: "Everyone, no matter whether you If you have any questions, please sit down first!"

Ding Yi, Long Er, and the dead man glanced at each other, and then they all sat down on the stools. At this time, Tianjing Seven Stars chanted softly: "It's not easy to eat when you are hungry. A friend comes from afar. It's fun. Everyone, what do you want to have?"

"Senior, you don't have anything at this stall, how can I order it?" The doctor asked perplexedly as he scanned the entire stall without finding any cooking utensils such as pots, pans, and stoves.

Tianjing Qixing did not speak, but raised his eyes at Ding Yi. Ding Yi was stunned, and then he said knowingly: "Oh... brother dead, you can get anything from this stall, just order it Already!"

"Really?" The doctor said half-believingly, resting his hand on his chin habitually, thought for a while and said, "Then give me some abalone... just spent a lot of vitality, I need to replenish my body."

"I've been wanting to eat abalone and bird's nest for a long time. Senior, give me some points too." Long Er on the side put his hands on the table after thinking for a while and said.

"What about you?" Tianjing Qixing looked at Ding Yi in a blink of an eye.

"Senior, as long as you don't make it too unexpected like the hot pot last time, you can give me something you are good at..." Ding Yi recalled the hot pot back then, and he was still a little apprehensive.

"I'm good at it? Let's think about it..." Tianjing Qixing pushed his chin with his index finger, looking very focused and thinking carefully, counting his fingers and whispering after a long while: "The first grade is a dragon-tiger fight, and the second grade is a fight between dragons and tigers." Feng Tunlong, the third day is the Eight Immortals Crossing the Sea Soup...the fifteenth...the sixteenth...oh...brother, today's signature dish is abalone...you guys ordered the same, are you sure?"

"En!" Ding nodded.

"Okay! Order it and it's yours! Please wait for a moment..." Tianjing Qixing shook his head proudly, spread his hands out, and made a swimming posture, before sinking into the ground in a blink of an eye.

Ding Yi, Long'er, and Doctors Who Don't Pay for Their Lives all stared blankly, their expressions blank. About [-] minutes later, the ground suddenly exploded, Tianjing Qixing grabbed a fish with a bulging belly in each of his hands, and there was still water in his mouth. Biting one, he glanced at the booth quietly, and three casserole pots and three sets of bowls and chopsticks flashed on it. After putting down the fish, he said, "Here comes the abalone..."

"Senior, where did you just go?" Asked curiously.

"Go to Xiaoyaohai to catch abalone, come here, eat it while it's fresh, the taste will get bad after a long time!" Tianjing Qixing moved his hands and ten fingers like a piano, the mysterious breath floated over the fish body, and the fish belly became more swollen, The fish skin is so thin that it seems to be broken.

"Senior, you went to Xiaoyaohai to catch abalones? This place is thousands of miles away from the people of Xiaoyaohai. Even a martial sage with outstanding cultivation cannot come and go in such a short period of time. You must be lying." The dead don't pay for their lives, and wondered while eating abalone between them.Long Er and Ding Yi also cast the same gaze.

Tianjing Qixing smiled mysteriously and said: "The world is so big, there is no wonder. There is nothing impossible, only unexpected. You should eat abalone while it is fresh..."

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