In this weird world, I can consecrate the gods

But when Cui Yu walked back to the lobby, the lobby was already empty. Where was there anyone?

"I don't know if these thirty-six characters are the names of medicinal materials, or whether these thirty-six characters are the names of tendons and acupuncture points." Cui Yu hesitated. He was illiterate and did not dare to make random guesses, lest he wrongly accuse a good person. .

The most important thing is that he can't think of Shilong's reason for harming him.

If the other party teaches you a fake secret, why should you give it to yourself as well?

You must know that Xiang Caizhu recommended him here. If Shi Long dares to harm him, can Xiang Caizhu spare him?

Although in theory the other party had no need or reason to assassinate him, Cui Yu looked at the characters on the secret book and hesitated.

"I still suffer the loss of being uneducated. How about going back and asking Xiang Caizhu?" Cui Yu held the secret book thoughtfully: "Xiang Caizhu is a big guy, what words do you know?"

Xiang Caizhu is only five years old, but Cui Yu doesn't think he knows many words.

"By the way, Master Nanhua said that there is an old Confucian scholar in Daliang City who recommended me to come to him to study and learn literacy." Cui Yu put the secret book into his sleeve, then thought for a while and walked out the door.

What is the name of that old Confucian scholar?

"My name is Li Ming, and I live in Baicaotang." Cui Yu recalled what the old Taoist priest said at the time, walked out of the martial arts hall, and then looked around, but saw people on the street coming and going in a hurry, and their spirits were revealed. A hint of weariness and anxiety.

"This believer is so ignorant and reasonable."

I saw Cui Yu coming out of the Delong Martial Arts School and standing in front of the gate looking around. Suddenly, a figure of seventeen or eighteen years old came over with a fairy-like air and a noble appearance. He was holding a whisk in his hand, which was quite worldly. He looks like a foreigner, but has an aura of being out of the ordinary world.

"Fat sheep! Big fat sheep!" Cui Yu looked at the Taoist priest, and the Taoist priest also looked at Cui Yu.

Judging from the clothes Cui Yu wears, they are just coarse linen clothes worn by common people. He is definitely not a nobleman, let alone a noble.

Civilians who can practice martial arts?

The fat sheep don't have to run away.

So what if I cheated?

Take a shot and change the place yourself. There are 365 princes in the Zhou Dynasty. How many counties are under the jurisdiction of each prince?

If you deceive one place a year, you will never be able to deceive them all in your lifetime.

I, Zhang Jiao, deceived myself all the way from Julu to get here, am I a person who has gained a reputation in vain?

There is no one in the world that I cannot deceive.

Hearing this, Cui Yu looked at Zhang Jiao, who had a rosy complexion. He saw that the other party's clothes were extraordinary, and he had a majestic and elegant air, as if he was a Taoist cultivator. He quickly returned the salute: "I have met the Taoist priest. I wonder if there is something wrong with him? "

"I saw that the believer's spirit was high and extraordinary, so I came here to make a fortune with the donor." Zhang Jiao replied.

"Yuanfa? What Yuanfa is it?" Cui Yu looked curious.

Regarding Qi practitioners, he had only come into contact with Master Nanhua and the young Taoist Shoucheng, and he had never met a second Taoist priest.

There is no doubt that Zhang Jiao is a Qi practitioner. Qigong practitioners are usually very inconspicuous. Unless the other party uses their methods, you really can't find out that the other party is very capable.

The Taoist priest in front of him also looked impeccable, and he looked extraordinary in bearing, definitely not an ordinary person.

Cui Yu did not dare to neglect. Ninety-nine percent of the Taoist priests in this world were liars, but the remaining ten percent was no accidental figure.

"I have the "Futian Guangyi Spiritual Lotus". How about I predict the three hexagrams?" Zhang Jiao took out an old hexagram tube from his sleeve like magic. The tube contained a bunch of hexagrams. The dark signature is made of unknown material.

"As for the hexagram gold..." The little Taoist priest Xianfeng Daogu shook the tube in his hand and looked at Cui Yu's clothes from the corner of his eye without any trace.

Seeing that Cui Yu's skin is delicate and smooth, and he has obviously not been exposed to wind or sun, even if he is a commoner, his family must have good living conditions.

"A bowl of golden sand will create a good relationship. In the future, you will receive blessings from me, and you must do something within my power." The little Taoist priest looked at Cui Yu with his eyes.

In this year of great famine and disaster, gold is worthless at all.

For those wealthy families, a bowl of gold sand is not much, and it is not even as valuable as a bucket of grain.

As for Cui Yu getting rich in the future, do something for him within his power?

Zhang Jiao wanted to laugh, this was just a trick to fool people. If you don't brag and try to be more mysterious, how can the other party believe it? How could the other party be fooled?

He hadn't eaten for three days and just wanted to have a full meal.

Cui Yu couldn't help but feel hesitant after hearing Zhang Jiao's words.

He didn't care about a bowl of golden sand, but the other party said, "I have to answer something from him in the future", which made Cui Yu couldn't help but murmur in his heart.

This is a world where monsters and monsters exist. God knows what the other party asked me to answer him for?

What will he do when the time comes when he is told to die, to feed demons, or to practice evil methods?

Cui Yu murmured in his heart that he had no interest in fortune telling in advance.

Who can tell what will happen in the future?

Just as he was about to refuse, Cui Yu suddenly felt a strange wave coming from the tube in the Taoist priest's hand.

[Sensor the invasion of strange power, and after usurping it, you can get half of the divine power. You can obtain magical powers that can make a prophecy come true. 】

Just when Cui Yu was about to refuse, a voice of his own innate supernatural power came to his ears. Then Cui Yu's eyes fell on the lotus tube in the Taoist priest's arms, with a hint of thinking in his eyes.

"This Taoist priest is not simple!" Cui Yu looked at the little Taoist priest with his eyes. This guy was by no means an ordinary Taoist priest.

"Swallow the strange power." Cui Yu said to his mind.

[Swallow a ray of strange power and obtain half a ray of divine blood. 】

[Acquire great supernatural powers: One word becomes a prophecy. (Incomplete. Completeness of supernatural powers: one in a billion.)]

[Note 1: A word of great supernatural power becomes a prophecy. A word that becomes a prophecy refers to an unintentional word that turns into a prophecy and comes true. This is an iron law, and once fulfilled, it will be irreversible. Please be careful with your words and deeds and don’t talk nonsense. 】

[Note 2: This magical power is so powerful that unintentional words can curse the gods to death and trigger catastrophic battles. 】

[Note 3: Once this magical power is triggered, it will inevitably suffer immeasurable cause and effect. The consideration is not waived. 】

Sensing the information in his mind, Cui Yu was stunned, his eyes full of disbelief: "The price is not exempt?"

This was the first time he encountered such a non-exempt price.

Looking at the lotus tube in the Taoist priest's hand, Cui Yu's eyes were burning, and his eyes were as bright as light bulbs.

"This is a good treasure! This is an important treasure! We must find a way to get it." Cui Yu looked at the little Taoist priest.

At this time, the little Taoist priest looked at Cui Yu with a straight face. Seeing that Cui Yu had been silent, he couldn't stand it.

He just wants to make a living, why is it so difficult?

In previous years, if he could just open his mouth and make a living, wouldn't it be easy for him to do so? Those ordinary people fear ghosts and gods the most.

But now there is a severe drought in the world, food shortages, and the people themselves can no longer afford to eat. Who cares about ghosts and gods?

It is not that difficult to get a morsel of food from the mouths of those who are about to starve to death. Even ghosts and gods cannot make those who are about to starve to death fear.

"Let me tell you, the Xiaodao pays the most attention to fate. If there is fate, I will accept you a bowl of gold sand and give you three lessons of hexagrams. If there is no fate, even if you give me a mountain of gold, I will not dare to accept it. The Xiaodao starts from the wandering giant deer. At this point, it was fate that I accidentally entered Daliang City, and it was fate that I came to Delong Martial Arts School. I passed by the entrance of the martial arts school on the trail and happened to meet a believer. It was another fate." The little Taoist looked at Cui Yu:

"You and I have a three-fold destiny, and we should teach you three lessons. This is destiny."

"Do you want to buy it or not?" The little Taoist priest looked at Cui Yu quietly with his eyes, and the lottery tube in his hand made a clattering sound inadvertently.

"Of course I'll buy it, it's just a bowl of gold sand." Cui Yu smiled without any hesitation.

"You're done, ask for less!" The moment he saw Cui Yu speak without even frowning, the little Taoist wished he could just raise his hand and slap himself twice.

"Buy high and sell high, but the other party doesn't say anything back. It shows that a bowl of gold sand is worthless in the eyes of the other party." The little Taoist priest wailed in his heart.

"By the way, is Taoist Master's lotus tube for sale? The first time I saw the Taoist Master's lotus tube, I felt happy. My mother is a devout Taoist believer, and she likes spiritual things the most. When I saw the Taoist Master holding the lotus tube, I couldn't help but feel happy, he must have been tainted by spirituality by following the master, and I hope that the Taoist priest will bear the pain and let me buy it home to worship my mother." Cui Yu didn't hide it, and directly asked for the price.

"This..." Zhang Jiao looked hesitant when he heard this: "This lotus tube is an ancestral belonging of my family. Although Xiaodao is a humble person, he does not dare to sell his ancestral property."

What kind of ancestral property was there? He clearly dug out the bamboo tube from a dilapidated temple. Then he simply found a tattered outfit in the dilapidated temple and started cheating with the bamboo tube.

This bamboo tube is a piece of equipment for him to cheat. It's not impossible to sell it, but it still needs to be sold at a good price.

Zhang Jiao wanted to kill for a price, but Cui Yu misunderstood the other party's words when he heard this: "This Taoist priest is indeed not a simple person. He must have noticed the magic of the lottery tube. It is difficult to deceive the lottery tube from the other party's hand." .”

Cui Yu thought in his heart and gave up the idea of ​​buying the lottery tube: "In that case, let's give it up and ask the Taoist priest to make a fortune."

The little Taoist priest glanced at Cui Yu and was about to raise the price. When he saw that the other party had given up the idea of ​​buying the lottery tube, he didn't think much about it. Then he stretched out his hand and shook the lottery tube in his hand:

"Believers, please draw lots."

Cui Yu casually reached out his hand and pulled out a stick from the tube.

When I picked it up, I felt that the stick was as heavy as lead and iron, but it was like warm jade when touched, and it was magically silky and delicate.

Cui Yu casually took out a sign, looked at it and didn't recognize it, and handed it to the little Taoist priest: "Taoist Master, please interpret the sign."

Zhang Jiao took out the sign, put it in his hand and looked at it for a while, and said with a surprised look on his face: "It turned out to be the top sign."

"The first one who established the virtues of morality was Henry Zhen of the Yuan Dynasty. A gentleman has a body, and Chen Ji establishes scriptures." The little Taoist priest muttered something.

"What's the explanation?" Cui Yu didn't understand.

"If it's cloudy and clear, it's clear. If it's an autumn harvest, there will be a big harvest of silkworms. If it's a burial place, it's auspicious for burials. If it's livestock, it'll be prosperous. If it's a year of return, travelers will arrive. If it's a plan, it'll be successful. , pray for great fortune. If it is a marriage, it will be a successful marriage. If it is an official, it will be auspicious. When you meet nobles, you will have good travel. If you cultivate Qingji, your disease will be cured. If you are lost, you will be happy in childbirth. If you catch a thief, you will be caught. Pray and offer sacrifices. Blessings will come. No blame for weirdness, good fortune for migration. Peaceful home, good paperwork."

The little Taoist priest looked at Cui Yu and shook his head: "In short, no matter what believers want to divine, all their wishes will come true. If you ask for immortality, you will definitely be able to enter Yujing Mountain. If you seek immortality, there will be a king. Mother Ganoderma lucidum, Yaochi fairy water comes to you on your own initiative. Everything you take will be fulfilled."

"But I don't know what the believers were asking for before?" the little Taoist priest asked curiously.

"Immortal." Cui Yu looked at the little Taoist priest with a smile.

"Since ancient times, gods and demons have been decaying. Where can immortality come from? The little Taoist still wants to live forever. The believers are really humorous." The little Taoist sneered when he heard this and did not take Cui Yu's words seriously.

"Donor, please give me the second lottery." The little Taoist priest began to shake the lottery tube in his hand again.

"In this lottery, I still want to ask for immortality." Cui Yu looked at the little Taoist priest, took out a stick from the tube again, and handed it directly to the little Taoist priest.

"To ask about immortality, it is better to ask about a lifetime of wealth..." The little Taoist priest took the lot and then stopped talking. He looked Cui Yu up and down with his eyes, looking up and down, inside and out.

"What? Is there anything wrong?" Cui Yu glared at the little Taoist priest.

"There's nothing wrong with it." The little Taoist priest threw the sticks directly into the iron bucket, then turned his back to Cui Yu, and shook the sticks in his hand hard, clattering, shaking all the sticks completely. , even he himself didn’t know where the sign in his hand was mixed, and just then he turned to look at Cui Yu:

"Let the believers ask for your signature."

Cui Yu smiled when he heard this, stretched out his hand to grab a stick, casually pulled it out and handed it to the little Taoist priest.

The little Taoist priest took the sign, as if he had seen a ghost, staring at the sign in his hand without saying a word.

"Why doesn't the Taoist priest say anything?" Cui Yu couldn't help but ask when he saw the little Taoist priest standing there blankly and silently, as if he had been subjected to the Immobilization Technique.

"It's so strange." Zhang Jiao scratched his head: "Not normal! Not normal! Absolutely normal."

"Why is it abnormal?" Cui Yu asked curiously.

"Why is it abnormal?" The little Taoist priest stared at the stick in his hand with his eyes wide open: "Do you know how many sticks I have in total?"

Cui Yu shook his head: "How do I know?"

"There are forty-nine in total." The little Taoist priest looked at Cui Yu: "But there is only one lot. Do you think it is strange that the believer has drawn the same lot three times? Not to mention that he has drawn the same lot three times. It is just one time. The probability of winning the lottery is very slim."

"The trail started from Julu. After eight years, the only person who got a lottery ticket was Xiang Caizhu, the second daughter of the Xiang family. Last month, she drew a lottery ticket here, and it was a lottery ticket." Zhang Jiao scratched his head: "But you may not win the lottery in seven or eight years. This year, not only did you win twice, but believers also won three times in a row. Are believers really going to become immortals and ancestors?"

"Xiang Caizhu drew lots here? What kind of lot did she win?" Cui Yu asked curiously.