Mortal Bones

"What is the order from the Taoist Master?"

Xu Taiping, who was far away, turned to look at the old Taoist priest with some confusion.

Without saying a word, the old Taoist priest threw something hard towards Xu Taiping with a "whoosh" sound.

"Snapped!"

Xu Taiping reached out to catch it, but the palm of his hand was cracked by the shock.

This shocked him, and he once again marveled at the old Taoist priest's high level of cultivation.

You must know that even if his python body is in the state of a sleeping dragon, his skin and flesh are hard enough to withstand a blow from a Tongxuan realm monk.

Ignoring the wound on his hand, Xu Taiping opened his bloody palm and discovered that what the old Taoist priest gave him was a porcelain figure.

But this porcelain figure is not the two on the table, but a new one.

Judging from the appearance, this porcelain figure is a long-haired man carrying a long sword, like a swordsman.

"Boy, listen carefully."

Xu Taiping was about to ask the old Taoist priest why he was given this porcelain figure, but the old Taoist priest's voice rang in his ears again——

"There is a Fengze Pavilion sixty miles to the south. When you get here, crush the porcelain man into pieces immediately. Don't ask why, just do it if you don't want to die!"

Hearing this, Xu Taiping felt as if he had been struck by lightning.

Because the place where he appeared in the fifth calamity was Fengze Pavilion.

"Is it possible that the old Taoist priest has also calculated my fifth calamity?"

Xu Taiping said with astonishment in his heart.

He didn't expect that apart from the left eye given by the Yin God, there were actually monks in the world who could do this.

More importantly, he also gave himself something to break the catastrophe.

When he thought of this, Xu Taiping was shocked but also very grateful.

If it weren't for the old Taoist priest's reminder, he wouldn't have known that the fifth calamity would come so quickly.

Because what he saw with his left eye, among the pictures related to the fifth calamity, was only a pavilion named Fengze Pavilion. Xu Taiping had no way to deduce the time when the disaster would come. Xu Taiping had only just confirmed the location from the old Taoist priest.

"Taoist Priest, can you tell me your name?"

Xu Taiping asked the old Taoist priest sincerely.

No matter what the old Taoist priest's purpose was for helping him, he would remember this kindness.

The old Taoist priest frowned when he heard this, as if he didn't want to say anything, but after looking at the little porcelain figure on the table, he suddenly said to himself: "Okay, okay, I understand."

After saying this, he raised his head again and looked at Xu Taiping and said:

"My surname is Huang Mingzhuan, Lao Dao. They all call me Huang Lao Dao. However, Lao Dao's reputation in Youyuntian is not very good. You better not mention me in front of others."

"Thank you, Taoist Priest!"

Xu Taiping bowed deeply again.

"Get out of here, get out of here! It's bad luck for me to meet you!"

The old Taoist priest waved his hand impatiently.

His voice was very loud, but the pedestrians on the street ignored it as if they didn't hear it. It was obvious that they had used some means to only allow Xu Taiping to hear the voice.

Xu Taiping smiled, and then walked quickly towards the south gate without hesitation.

According to his calculation in his mind, in just one cup of tea, blood will rain from the sky above the capital.

"Bai Yu, don't go back to the city. Find a place called Fengze Pavilion on the map and wait for me nearby. Don't get close to Fengze Pavilion until I come."

Xu Taiping walked out of the city gate with steps like wind while transmitting messages to Bai Yu.

"I know, I also feel something is wrong."

Soon he received Bai Yu's response.

At this moment, Xu Taiping had just walked out of the city.

Because there was no barrier restriction in the city, he directly used the "close to the end of the world" to rise up against the wind, and his body turned into a ball of gust of wind, flying towards Fengze Pavilion.

He has already escaped the third calamity once, and the variables it brought are still unknown.

Therefore, even without the porcelain figure given by the old Taoist priest, he is no longer prepared to hide from this fifth calamity. He must find a way to cope with the calamity, otherwise the variables will become bigger and bigger, and even Liantong cannot help him. .

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Let’s talk about Huang Laodao.

As soon as Xu Taiping left, the old man reached out and scratched his hair, and ended up grabbing a whole bunch off.

"This unlucky boy caused the old man to lose so much hair!"

Huang Laodao said angrily.

"Smile, smile, you mother and daughter know how to laugh at the old man. One day all his hair will fall out and we will see who will take care of you."

As he spoke, he suddenly became angry at the two little porcelain figures in front of him.

But as soon as he said the words, the anger on his face turned into a flattering look again, and he said with a sneer:

"My dear, please tell me what you have to say, aren't we just feeling a little unhappy?"

In the eyes of passers-by on the street, he looked like an old lunatic who had lost his mind while talking to himself.

But the old Taoist priest still went his own way, just pretending that there were all dead people in front of him.

After "pacifying" the two little porcelain figures in front of him, he suddenly raised his head and looked at the sky, and then slightly raised the corners of his mouth and said: "After the thunder, it's time to rain. The old scholar's pomp is really grand!"

After saying this, he suddenly put away the smile on his face, and then yelled toward the street:

"You bunch of idiots, what are you looking at! It's going to rain, go home and collect your clothes! If we hadn't promised my lady to only set up a stall once a day, I would have chopped up all of you and made them into wontons!"

After being scolded by him like this, the crowd of people around him immediately dispersed.

However, among the dispersed crowd, there was a young man in brocade clothes with a sword hanging on his waist, who went against the flow of people and came to Huang Laodao.

"Master Huang Zhuan, you haven't closed your stall yet?"

The young man smiled at Taoist Huang.

Taoist Huang looked the young man up and down, then spat to the side and said:

"If everyone's luck is like your Chu royal family, I'm afraid all the fortune tellers in the world will be out of business."

The young man smiled heartily when he heard this.