Urban Iron-Blooded Soldier King

"Nothing. I just saw that I was destined to be with several residents and wanted to give some advice."

The Taoist priest who looked sloppy was serious and did not squint. When ordinary people saw the faces of Ren Ke'er and the three of them, they would never react like a sloppy Taoist.

Li Qingqing doesn't believe that the Taoist can calculate. She has received education in society, society, God and righteousness. She is atheist. Naturally, she has no good face for the Taoist in front of her.

"Many of us are destined to go. I don't have time to talk to you." Li Qingqing directly blocked the Taoist's mouth, mainly because she was worried that others would be cheated by the Taoist.

Although these people are not short of money, sometimes a Taoist can tangle a person for a long time and even change a person's life.

Seeing that Dong Wenfeng was about to leave, the sloppy Taoist said calmly, "don't worry, I'm a Taoist of Qingyun temple. I won't lie to you."

The sloppy Taoist priest played the sign of Qingyun temple, and Dong Wenfeng stopped decisively. After all, the Taoist priest of Qingyun temple had a good impression in front of the world.

Dong Wenfeng knew that if the sloppy Taoist was not a Taoist of Qingyun temple, he would not dare to set up a stall in the middle hall.

"Look, the crazy Taoist will tell fortune again."

There was a cry around, and many tourists gathered around, staring at Dong Wenfeng and others with envious eyes.

It was learned from the public exchange that this crazy Taoist was from Qingyun temple. He always set up a stall here and only calculated three trigrams every day. Moreover, the objects of trigrams were randomly selected by the crazy Taoist. He didn't want him to calculate trigrams.

Hearing that the crazy Taoist was so interesting, Dong Wenfeng wanted to make a divination. He stood in front of the stall and asked the crazy Taoist:

"Taoist priest, how do you calculate and charge?"

Seeing Dong Wenfeng's active inquiry, the crazy Taoist replied with a smile: "this is free. I don't know whether you want to calculate career, marriage or others."

Dong Wenfeng thought for a while and didn't know what he wanted. His career is booming now. There's nothing to worry about. If he gets married, his relationship with Ren Ke'er is also very stable.

"Since you can't think of anything, I'll measure one for you!"

After the untidy Taoist said that, he took out three copper coins from the dirty Taoist robe. Dong Wenfeng felt that there was a heavy sense of history on the copper coins. It seems that this is also unusual.

The onlookers around stopped discussing after the dirty Taoist began to gossip, and focused on the copper coins on the table.

After the three copper coins were settled, the sloppy Taoist stretched out his fingers and kept calculating. At first, there was a smile on his face, and then his face became more and more dignified.

The sloppy Taoist stared at Dong Wenfeng, and his sharp eyes went straight into Dong Wenfeng's heart.

Then the sloppy Taoist bit his middle finger and forced a drop of blood from his fingertips. Because of his injury, Dong Wenfeng felt the other party's cultivation.

Sure enough, it is the innate realm, which also looks magnificent. It must be an extraordinary existence in the innate realm.

"Imperial edict"

The slovenly Taoist burst out an incomprehensible pronunciation. He saw three copper coins spinning again, and between the copper coins, he could feel the aura passing through it.

The slovenly Taoist made complex gestures with his hands. Dong Wenfeng felt an inexplicable force pulling him to establish a connection with the copper coin.

"Wow, the crazy Taoist made such a move. I don't know what he will calculate this time."

Some people in the crowd saw the crazy Taoist use their heart and blood to calculate divination. Although they didn't understand the meaning of this move, from their previous experience, this move must be very skill consuming.

"I remember last time I heard that crazy Taoist used this move to calculate divination. The divinator is now a feudal official. Is this person in front of you too valuable?"

The mad Taoist has only worked hard at divination three times since divination. This is the fourth time. Dong Wenfeng found that the mad Taoist had some ups and downs in his Qi after using his heart and blood, as if he had been swallowed by something.

Qi Yun was originally an ethereal existence. Dong Wenfeng only learned a little magic of observing Qi, and was barely able to sense its existence and changes.

"Hoo"

When the coin stopped, the dirty Taoist's gesture also stopped, and he spit out a mouthful of turbid air.

"Taoist priest, how about the divinatory symbols?" Ren Ke'er asked anxiously, worried that something bad would happen.

"It's all right. Don't worry too much." The mad Taoist answered with a sigh of relief, but he still took out a piece of rice paper, raised the brush on the table, and began to spray ink on the paper.

The gospel of our ancestors covered this body, and the Golden Dragon and the blue sea fell to the earth,

Huajie Qingxiao knows the mystery and proudly enters the dragon city.

After a while, such a seven character quatrain jumped onto the paper. Unexpectedly, this sloppy Taoist had such a writing style.

Dong Wenfeng picked up the rice paper and whispered it gently. He couldn't understand the mystery after reading it several times, but he always felt that these words were really related to himself.

Just from the literal point of view, he guessed that he should have encountered a disaster in Qingxiao. After the disaster, he could be proud of his innate realm, but he had never heard of Qingxiao.

If the last two sentences of this poem are right, then the first two sentences say that he is a golden dragon. He is an authentic human body. How can he be a monster.

"Taoist priest, this poem is too difficult to understand. Can you explain it to me?"

Ren Ke'er read it several times and couldn't understand it. They had to turn to the crazy Taoist.

"No, no!" The mad Taoist shook his head and said that his slightly narrowed eyes seemed to be looking at the turbid world.

The crazy Taoist put away the things on the stall, hummed an unknown song in his mouth, and disappeared in the eyes of the public happily.

Seeing the mad Taoist leaving, the onlookers also left. They thought there would be a good play to watch. Unexpectedly, the divination was so simple that they had not enjoyed it.

Dong Wenfeng picked up the poem and sorted out his mood. With a smile on his face, he continued to visit the Taoist temple with Ren Ke'er.

Anyway, those who should come will come sooner or later. They can't avoid it. There's nothing to worry about. They can't be soldiers to block the water and cover the earth. What we have to do now is to practice hard. When the disaster comes, we have a greater chance to live.

After realizing this, Dong Wenfeng was in a good mood. Unconsciously, his state of mind cultivation even broke through to the sky peak, which can be regarded as an unexpected joy.