Reborn Sun Wukong

Chapter 381 Starlight Conspiracy
In the distance, a person came slowly in the air, dressed in coarse linen clothes, and a huge linen cloak covered his face, so it was not clear what his face looked like.

I could only feel two sharp and sharp gazes shooting out from under the huge cloak, which made people unable to look directly, nor did they have the courage to look directly.

There was a bamboo basket behind him, and no one could check what was in it.

Beside him, followed a little boy, who looked no more than seven or eight years old, with two buns tied on his head, obediently following behind the old man.

Zhuran, no one knows his cultivation base and strength, nor does he know which sect he belongs to. Returning to heaven or Buddhism, he is famous not for his strength, but for divination.

I don't know what he has learned, but the technique of divination is very powerful.

When Zhuran was young, he was not what he is now. When he was young, he was tall and handsome, with black hair like waterfalls scattered behind his shoulders, and he was bold and arrogant.

Zhuran once said: Count all the affairs of the world with one hand, and there is a bamboo man by the riverside when boating!

The arrogance is extremely high. Thinking about it, a person who can say such a thing, how could he not have a little arrogance?

This is bamboo dyeing. With one hand, it can calculate the affairs of the world.

At that time, many strong men prepared countless treasures or foreign objects, looking for the trace of Zhuran, hoping that Zhuran could help to calculate a hexagram.

It's just that Zhuran can only do divination according to his heart, as long as he doesn't want to, no one can find him, because he can calculate everything, and no one can know where he is.

But he can know who wants to come to him.

With everything in the world in his hands, he already knew how to deal with it.

However, the limelight did not last long.

Only ten years later, there seems to be no news of this bamboo dyeing in the world. No matter who looks for it, it will be in vain.

Zhuran disappeared mysteriously. Some people said that Zhuran was taken away because of his excessive self-control;

But in the end, no one will know. In short, Zhuran disappeared.

And it took a full 300 years to disappear!
After a lapse of 300 years, that is, 100 years ago, bamboo dyeing was reborn.

It's just that Zhuran, who has been missing for 300 years, is no longer the same Zhuran as before. He is wearing old linen clothes and a huge cloak on his head, which completely covers his face, and no one can tell.

At this time, Zhuran was already old, he had no strength to walk, and he had no strength to count the world.

Bamboo dyeing has gradually been forgotten by the world, but this appearance did not cause an upsurge
Someone came to Zhuran and wanted to ask Zhuran to count a divination, but Zhuran shook his head with a smile and said that he would never do a fortune-telling again because his heart was disturbed.
This incident spread. I don’t know if it was because of Zhuran’s current miserable situation or something else. People who wanted to deal with Zhuran couldn’t bear to do it. Gradually, Zhuran became an ordinary person. Ordinary people can no longer be ordinary. people.
From a handsome, high-spirited peerless genius dressed in silk and satin at the beginning to a crooked old man in coarse linen clothes who can hardly see people with his true colors, he is so decadent, how can he even have the slightest hint of a genius at all?

Ridiculous, ridiculous, the final whereabouts unexpectedly so.

The genius of the past has fallen to such a point.

The emptiness turned into a joke, a joke.

"When my eyes turn into darkness, that is the dawn."

At the beginning, countless people who wanted to make this old man count can only get this sentence.

Finally, in the eyes of everyone, Zhuran's figure gradually receded into the darkness while these words were floating.

At that time, many people thought it was a riddle given by Zhuran. When my eyes turned into darkness, it was dawn.
whose gaze?Bamboo dyed eyes?Or what, no one can guess what this Zhuran is thinking, and don't know what he is thinking.

Some people even want to investigate the people Zhuran has been in contact with. After 300 years, who is the last hexagram of Zhuran's calculation for?What price did this hexagram cost him, and how did it become like this?
This is what everyone is most curious about, but unfortunately, there is no trace to be found.

"Zhuran is a respectable person. He can spy on the secrets of heaven, but it is difficult to survive."

This Zhuran got closer and closer, and his body exuded a stench, an indelible stench, and there was no way to hide it!
I don't know where this smell comes from, or why it exists.

However, the child next to Zhuran exudes a strange fragrance, which counteracts it. If it is not a person with extremely high cultivation and strong perception, it will not be able to detect it at all.

Zhuran took one step at a time and walked up to this person.

"Golden Mansion King, long time no see."

This Jinmang old Wang Zun is indeed a strong man in the realm of Wang Zun.

Jinmang Wangzun is from Xiaolonggu, and he has been in the realm of this Wangzun for hundreds of years.
The strength and seniority are surprisingly high.

"Long time no see, where have you been for the past 400 years?" Jin Mang Wang Zun asked.

"Since I met you back then, I have been traveling in the mountains and rivers to train my mind." Zhuran said softly.

King Jinmang nodded, knowing in his heart, how could Zhuran be as relaxed as he said.

"Your body."

Jin Mang Wang Zun stretched out his hand to pat Zhuran, but the wind blew gently, and the raised hand fell down again.
"Don't worry, I won't die for the time being." Zhuran said with a light smile, the extremely hoarse voice made people feel a little more sad.

King Jinmang did not speak, looked at Denglongtai and said: "I know, you will not miss this kind of prosperity."

Zhuran turned around, looked out following Jin Mang's gaze, looked at the towering gate of Denglongtai standing above the East China Sea, and didn't know why.

"I thank you for saving me from danger. I owe you a favor. After all, what do you want me to do?" Zhuran said, looking into the distance.

Hearing this, the child beside Zhuran was a little anxious, and hurriedly stretched out his hand to pull Zhuran's sleeve and said: "Master, Master, your body can't do those things now, you need to know"

Zhuran suddenly lowered his head, his eyes fell directly on the child beside him like two sharp arrows.

"As a teacher, you have your own measure." Zhuran said softly.

Jin Mang sighed and took something out of his bosom.

"Snow Spirit Pill, Neidan of Snow Mountain Essence, must be good for your current body." Jin Mang said softly.

The snow mountain elf is a fetish that cannot be met, and its inner alchemy is even more extraordinary, which is of great benefit to the human body, especially for Zhuran's body now, using the inner alchemy of the snow mountain elf to take care of it must be excellent.

Meditate and concentrate, there is nothing better than this snow spirit pill.

Just as Zhuran was about to refuse, the little boy beside him quickly reached out and snatched the inner alchemy and said, "Master, this has a great effect on your current body, you can't give it up."

After thinking about it, Zhuran nodded and said: "Well, I see. You can put it away."

After speaking, Zhu Ran turned to look at Jinman Wang Zun and said, "Your Highness Wang Zun, please tell me what you want me to do."

No matter how much Jinmang Wangzun cherishes talents, Zhuran's talent is still insignificant if compared with the countless rookie talents and fresh blood of the new era.

Even if Zhuran was seriously injured while trying to fight, it must be counted, what happened when he fell to the ground in Denglongtai.

King Jinmang looked at Denglongtai, stretched out his hand and said, "Please"

Zhuran nodded, took off the bamboo cage behind him, handed it to the boy, picked him up, and walked away.

At this moment, King Jinmang saw clearly what was carried in the bamboo cage.

The bamboo cage is full of precious spiritual herbs and medicines that nourish the mind and calm the mind, rare treasures.

What exactly did Zhuran go through, and what kind of damage was done to his body, to end up in such a fate.

King Jinmang sighed, looking into the distance, just about to say something, but finally didn't open his mouth.
Because compared with these people, Zhuran is really nothing.

He has passed away and has become a star in the past. If so, then he is no longer qualified to continue to be worthy of protection
After just a dozen or so breaths, Zhuran returned to King Jinmang's side.

"If it's too hard, then"

Before Jinmang Wang Zun could finish his words, he was interrupted by Zhu Ran: "Don't worry, I will definitely do what I promised you. Although I am old, I am not used to being in debt all the time. It has been 100 years."

After speaking, Zhuran directly walked around the Jinmang King Zun towards the Denglongtai Gate, which stood towering above the East China Sea in the distance.

From the feet of this bamboo dye, blossoming flowers bloomed in a blink of an eye, disappeared, withered!

King Jinmang has truly seen what it means to be one year old and one dry.

"What a pity, what a pity."

There is no special reason for Zhuran to stop after walking a few hundred steps. The reason why he wants to go to the front is very simple, because of arrogance.

The pride of the profession.

It's also the only bit of arrogance left.

At this moment, Zhuran stands between the heaven and the earth, as if there is nothing else in the whole world except himself.

"This is the magic fortune teller from back then—Master Zhuran?"

"It has been silent for hundreds of years, and I really don't know what happened to end up like this."

"He can calculate all the affairs of the world, but he didn't calculate that he ended up in such a fate. It's really a sad person."

"Kong has a whole body of strength and can do this, even if he can spy on the secrets of the sky. But in the end he was injured all over his body"

Everyone sighed and could only sigh with emotion.

Zhuran was dressed in shabby linen clothes, but they were exceptionally clean and spotless. The cold wind blew fiercely, but he couldn't blow off the cloak he was wearing on his head no matter what.

Zhuran stretched out his hand to sacrifice to the sky and asked the earth.

Regardless of other things, he stared coldly at the gate of Denglongtai.

Zhuran suddenly published a book, and the sea under his feet exploded into boundless waves, gradually converging into a formation.

Tai Chi in the left hand and Yin and Yang in the right hand grasp the secrets of heaven.

The stars shine in the sky, and they appear during the day. The stars compete with the brilliance of the sun and the moon, and fall on Zhuran's body.

Immediately afterwards, the starlight falling from the sky turned into a river of stars, flowing and wandering in front of it
The things he wants to know are recorded in these starlights, this is his destiny!

It's just that he counted his whole life, even hundreds of years, but he didn't count his own fate!
how sad
In a blink of an eye, the boundless starlight rushed to the front of Denglongmen, and the starlight was Zhuran's eyes, helping him see through everything.

(The shape of bamboo dyeing is a stunning look that I really want to create! I hope everyone likes this former arrogance, magic fortune - bamboo dyeing!)

(End of this chapter)