The old Taoist still carries a flag in his hand, which says "Count the World".
It's just that the original white flag, stained with dust and oil, looks dirty.
"Your lord will really have a bloody disaster in the near future, please believe the old way, as long as 100 spirit stones, the old way will help resolve it!"
The old Taoist who fell to the ground kept shouting.
Then several monks appeared in the mansion, punching and kicking the old man.
"Go away, bad guy!"
The veteran Taoist wailed as he was beaten, but he was still shouting to give someone a fortune-telling.
Not far away, Zhang Xuansheng and Mo Shangwang looked at each other.
"Um... occasionally this happens. After all, in this city, even if you are a liar, others can't kill them even if you are a Gua Master. This is a respect for the grandmaster of Shenji City."
Mo Shangwang just said that there were no Gua masters in this city, so one appeared. He felt a bit slapped in the face, so he explained.
"Senior Brother Mo, let's go to the teleportation array. The hurry is important."
Zhang Xuansheng spoke, then turned around and prepared to go to the teleportation formation in the city.
"Junior Brother Xuansheng, don't you want to ask Gua, don't you try?"
Mo Shang forgotten was a little strange. He just wanted to ask the Gua Master, why he was not interested after seeing Gua Master.
Although the old way looks very bad, and indeed looks like a liar, but it's just an experience, don't you give it a try?
Zhang Xuansheng didn't stop, but the sound transmission made Mo Meng forget to follow.
It's not that he is not interested in fortune-telling anymore, nor is he looking down on that sloppy and old-fashioned appearance.
He knows all the routines inside.
Contrary to Mo Yang's thoughts, he believed that the old way in front of him could not be a hermit.
What he was looking for was the kind of fairy tale bones, full of gods and stick aura, but in fact, he didn't have the real ability, so he wanted to see how cold reading the other party was.
All for pastime.
But a Gua master who is really in stock, he will not accept the other party to fortune.
It's okay to discuss the principle of fortune-telling. If you fortune-telling to yourself, it is murdering the other party.
"The extraordinary little brother over there, please stay!"
Zhang Xuansheng's expression froze when he heard the voice coming from behind.
Don't you know this kind of sentence, can't you use it casually?
What if I put a flag on me?
Zhang Xuansheng is now sure that most of that sloppy old way is really an outsider.
So don't stop, keep going.
"Is the Taoist talking about me? You really have a vision!"
However, Mo Shang forgotten suddenly turned around, and ran to the sloppy old way, pushing the cultivators away.
After the sloppy old Dao was lifted up by Mo Shang Wang, he patted the dust on Dao's robe.
"Thank you, this little brother, you are also extraordinary, but I am calling your junior."
The sloppy old Dao first thanked him, then turned his words and looked at Zhang Xuansheng in the distance.
"Wow, you are so amazing, how do you know that he is my junior?"
Mo Shang looked at each other with a look of admiration.
Zhang Xuansheng finally turned around, he was a little worried about his senior brother's IQ.
The two of them weren't far away just now, and they were worthy of being senior brothers. Does anyone know it's weird?
"senior."
Zhang Xuansheng came to the sloppy old way and bowed.
"Two, you better stop listening to this beggar's nonsense and be careful of being deceived."
A nurse in the nursing home reminded.
Just now, Mo Shang forgotten easily banned a few of them, and being so young made them a little in awe, afraid to continue beating the old way.
The reminder that appears at this time is also kind.
Their mistress has just bought this mansion in Shenji City and plans to live here for a while.
But this old Taoist priest was blocked at the door of the mansion early this morning, shouting that his mistress will be bloodied in the near future, which is very annoying.
And full of nonsense, he looked like a liar.
In the end, the hostess was furious and asked the nursing monks to come out and drive him away.
"Thank you Xiongtai for your kindness."
Zhang Xuansheng replied, and took out a small bag of spirit stones and handed it to the nurse monk.
"It doesn't need to be so, please take it back, your mission is just to drive it away."
The monk in the nursing school refused to say, and after Zhang Xuansheng walked in, his eyes were unconsciously attracted by the masked monk.
Even though the other party is wearing a mask, that unparalleled temperament is still difficult to conceal, which makes people heartbreaking.
Now that the other party obviously intends to protect the old and sloppy way, he naturally won't entangle him anymore, lest he erect a strong enemy for his master.
Zhang Xuansheng had no choice but to take back the Lingshi, feeling that this world really pays attention to appearance. If this sloppy old way has its own one-thousandth of the value of appearance, he will definitely be treated as a guest by the owner.
However, he also wondered that these nursing home monks were really heartbroken, punching and kicking this sloppy old way madly.
They were all spiritual consciousness cultivators, and after beating a beggar for a long time, the other side stood up, but like a okay person, nobody cared.
And Zhang Xuansheng just identified the reason for the extraordinary old ways, in addition to the routines, there is also an important judgment factor, that is, he can't see through the other party's cultivation.
Generally speaking, even if a strong good fortune realm deliberately concealed his breath, he can clearly feel the other side's extraordinary.
But the old way in front of him had no spiritual fluctuations in his body, just like a mortal.
But can a mortal be beaten by several spiritual realm monks without getting hurt?
After clearing the sloppy old road, Zhang Xuansheng motioned to Senior Brother Mo to leave with him.
But the sloppy old way became entangled, and said: "Young man, the old way looks surprised at your bones, and your aura is extraordinary. Why don't you let me calculate it for you?"
Zhang Xuansheng stood still and said, "Senior, are you sure? It is terrible to fortune telling me."
The sloppy old way stroked his beard, and said: "Don't worry, old way is professional, no matter how scary, I won't be afraid!"
"Senior, why don't you do some calculations for me first and see when I can find the Taoist companion?"
Mo Shang forgot to come up and said.
"Okay, the old way of life is a good idea, so that you can understand the strength of the old way."
When the sloppy old way finished speaking, he took out a hexagram plate, pinched the law jue with his hand, and finished it decently.
Mo Shang forgot to look aside and was amazed, but also looking forward to it.
"After you figure it out, you call Mo Shangwang, young man, right?"
The sloppy old Dao said with a profound expression on his face.
Mo Shangwang on the side was shocked. He originally thought this man was a liar, but he was just Tu Yile. He didn't expect that the other party could even figure out his name!
"Oh, senior wise man, don't make fun of my brother."
Zhang Xuansheng sighed and said.
"Master Xuansheng, how did you guess it?"
The divine fortune teller's identity was revealed, and his expression was a bit embarrassing.
Mo Shang's name was of course he learned from Liu Wuya.