The Mightiest Little Peasant

"Strange, why haven't you got a result yet? It's just a four-robber kid!"

"It's almost quarter of an hour!"

In the crowd, the commotion is spreading.

The elders of all tribes whispered and talked in a whisper, and their expressions were somewhat puzzled.

A kid with four robbers, with the ability of this big elder, it should be able to figure it out soon, but now it has passed a quarter of an hour, but there is still no result. It is really weird.

This roaring noise was also heard in Cang Jieshan's ears. He blushed old and was a little embarrassed.

Only then, he made a public statement and said that it was a breeze to find the kid, but now the quarter of an hour has passed, but he has not yet found it, which is really a shame.

"It's weird!"

Then he frowned, revealing wonder.

It stands to reason that deducing the whereabouts of a four-robber kid is indeed very simple, but somehow, he made a calculation, but the heavens are a chaos, and he can't see anything about the Faye.

"This is impossible!"

He muttered, his eyebrows locked tightly.

Deduction of traces is the simplest kind of magical technique. He has also deduced many times before. Even the holy realm of the Six Tribulation and Seven Tribulation can escape his pair of dharma eyes, and he has never failed.

But now, he was stumped by a kid in four robberies, which is really a weird thing!

"Cough! You don't worry, soon!"

He waved his hand and appeased the crowd.

"Maybe it's been useless for a long time, some are rusty!" Then he whispered secretly.

He is unbelievable. A boy of four robbers can escape his deduction. What can escape in this world is only the powerful emperor of the eight robbers and the supreme of the nine robbers.

Now that I can't deduce it for a while, it should be that I am rusty, and it takes more time to get results.

At the moment, he coughed a few times and urged the celestial machine disk again. A pair of dharma eyes radiated a dazzling divine light. Through the mechanized machine disk of that day, with the trace of mystery in the underworld, the boy's whereabouts were deduced.

Everyone heard that they were quiet.

"Yeah! He hasn't shot for nearly a hundred years, and it's inevitable that he's rusty!"

"Yes! It must be so!"

Everyone was relieved.

They waited again in peace.

However, it was another quarter of an hour, and there was still no result, and the crowd was agitated again.

In mid-air, Cangjie Mountain was also anxious.

"No! Why is there still chaos, I can't see anything?"

"This is impossible! How could the kid escape my pair of Fa eyes?"

He murmured, his expression anxious.

Gradually, his expression became a little crazy, but he couldn't believe it. With his own cultivation, he couldn't break the luck of a four-kid kid.

"Something must have gone wrong!"

He murmured, his hair was all open, and he was crazy.

"I don't believe it, I can't help the kid!"

He raised his hand violently, patted his chest, and with a puff, he bleed out blood and spilled it onto the machine plate that day.

This is not ordinary blood, but the blood of a cultivator.

After absorbing the essence blood, the machine buzzed and the momentum rose sharply that day, and the golden seals on it spewed wildly.

Cangjie Mountain's eyes widened and stared deadly, trying to break through the heavens from these characters and find the boy's whereabouts.

"No! How come?"

He murmured like a whisper.

Even if he urged the Tianji Pan to the extreme, but still no result, the kid's Tianji is still a chaos, he can't see through at all.

The crowd beneath the crowd was already upset.

Everyone had an unbelievable look. Looking at the performance of the elder, it was clearly a failure, and the whereabouts of the kid could not be deduced.

But... how is this possible?

This is the elder of the Cangjie tribe!

He once deduced the whereabouts of many cultivators, and he never lost. Under the hood, there are only a few people who can escape his deduction, and all of them are super powers.

With that kid alone, it is impossible.

Just as everyone was in an uproar, Cangjie Mountain slapped his chest again, and with a thud, he spurted more blood.

He was already crazy, and at all costs, he had to deduce the whereabouts of the kid.

This is no longer his personal face problem, it is related to the face of his Cangjie tribe.

"Spray again!"

There was a cry of exclamation in the crowd.

Everyone looked stunned.

"It's time to go now! The elder elder has spared his life!"

Not far away, the line of Cangjie tribe whispered.

But soon, their faces changed. Even if two spouts of sperm blood were spouted, the celestial disc was urged to the extreme. However, looking at the appearance of the elder, it still seemed to have no results.

"hiss--!"

Seeing the madness of the elders, they couldn't help but take a breath.

They have never seen such a crazy performance by the elders.

And the object he wants to infer is just a quarrel!

"Come again!"

Cang Jieshan burst into a blast, then sprayed a sip of fine blood.

Puff puff!

He kept spitting out blood, and his cheeks were gradually chopped down, like a skeleton, extremely scary.

And that day the machine disk, spinning wildly, seemed overwhelmed.

The people underneath, as well as the crowd watching from afar, were silent.

After a long time, there was another puff, but that Cangjie Mountain couldn't bear it, spouting blood, his body flew backwards.

"Great elder!"

Upon seeing this, a group of Cangjie tribesmen greeted them immediately and caught them.

"No... it's impossible..." The face of Cangjie Mountain was like gold paper, with a crazy expression, and he kept whispering the same sentence in his mouth, "This is absolutely impossible!"

"Great elder! What the hell is going on?"

They asked anxiously.

"That...that kid...is not a waiter!" Cang Jieshan murmured, and there was a deep shock in his eyes. "The kid's fate... Against the sky! The mysterious technique of the clan is not enough to infer him. !"

"What? Fate... Against the sky?"

All the Cangjie tribes were suddenly shocked like a lightning strike.

Fate is against the sky!

These people haven't heard of them in years.

The clan elders also changed their complexions, revealing a horrified look.

"Fate of Heaven? How is it possible!"

However, they couldn't believe that a boy in the lower realm had such a destiny that he couldn't even deduce the tricks of the Cangjie tribe.

"You can't be wrong! That kid's life... It's really against the sky! So I can't deduce it. I only saw a piece of chaos. Such a situation has only happened so many times in the history of my family. Fate."

Cangjie Mountain looked solemn.

"This child... is not easy!" Then, he sighed, showing a lonely look, "You guys, sorry, I Cangjie can't help you... let's go!"

He bowed his hands in all directions, apologized, and returned to the ancient city with the help of the clan.