Cultivation Starts From BTTH

Chapter 244 City of Destiny

Xiao Han changed the past.

Therefore, the war between the Demon Gate and the Poison Gate is over, in another incredible way.

The Southern Wilderness Central Territory has calmed down, just like before.

magic door.

In the early morning, in the main bedroom of the Palace of Sounds, the warm sunshine poured in quietly.

The woman's turbulent eyes were staring at the man in front of her with affection, with a happy smile on the corner of her mouth, as if she didn't quite believe it. Such a scene seemed a bit dreamy, and happiness came too suddenly.

"Why are you staring at me?" At this moment, the man said with a smile.

"I'm going to stare at you, can't I?" Hearing this, Moyin's beautiful eyes smiled, and she kept staring at Xiao Han without blinking, and said with a smile.

"You're a woman, can you be a little more reserved?" Xiao Han stroked Mo Yin's pretty face with his palm, pinched lightly on the fair face, and said with a smile, how could a woman keep staring at a big man Look, don't be ashamed.

"I'm your woman, why should I be so reserved in front of you?" the magic voice said with a smile.

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In this world, every year, every day, every moment, something interesting happens.

And during this time, an interesting thing happened.

In the Southern Wilderness Southern Region, there is an ancient witch clan that holds a grand meeting every ten years to predict the meeting!

And what the General Assembly predicts is the fate of people.

The Wu clan has a very long history and has witnessed the countless vicissitudes of Dou Qi Continent. This clan has a very special ability, that is, to predict the fate of people!

Of course, fate is mysterious and mysterious. Who can really predict it?

The Wu clan's prediction is actually only a rough prediction.

Destiny, in the final analysis, is ultimately in your own hands.

Therefore, some powerhouses are naturally dismissive of the Witch Race's once-in-a-decade prediction conference, and their fate is determined by themselves.

However, although the elders and seniors disdain it, they are inexplicably attractive to some younger generations. Young people are naturally interested in these mysterious things, and they are very curious about the prediction of their future destiny.

Therefore, many young people from the forces near the Southern Wilderness Southern Territory ran over curiously to join in the fun.

Xiao Han, of course, is no exception.

Moreover, participating in this prediction conference, the system also has a reward of one million points.

Obviously, this is also a system task.

Therefore, Xiao Han is naturally going to this prediction conference. You must know that now he has no points at all, and he is so poor that he is jingling.

The Southern Territory, as the name suggests, belongs to the southern part of the Southern Wilderness. However, it is somewhat different from the Central Southern Territory in that this southern region is ruled by the monster family.

The witch tribe is also an extremely powerful Demon Beast Race.

At this moment, the prediction conference was held in a city dedicated to predictions among the witches.

Named, City of Destiny!

The witch prediction conference, once every ten years, aims to witness generations of Heavens Pride wizards.

Therefore, the City of Destiny is open to anyone. Similarly, as long as you participate in the prediction conference, the Wu clan will predict the fate for you. However, the premise is that you have sufficient qualifications, and that qualification is naturally talent and strength.

Otherwise, even forecasting is just a waste of time.

Therefore, although everyone can enter the City of Destiny to participate in the prediction conference, there are not many people who are qualified to let the Wu people predict their fate.

Strength, no matter where it is, matters.

At this moment, in an inn in the City of Destiny, there is a window seat, a figure in a green shirt and a woman in a black dress with an enchanting figure, sitting there, it is naturally Xiao Han and the magic sound, the fate of the two City.

"This City of Destiny has so many people, it's no less than Broken Sword City." Xiao Han glanced out the window. The streets were full of traffic and crowds, terrifyingly many, and most of them were young men and women.

"The prediction conference held once every ten years is naturally very attractive. Although the elders and strong people disdain it, which young man doesn't want to measure a good fate?" Mo Yin sipped his wine glass and smiled.

"That's right, I'm curious anyway. You say, what fate will you find out for me?" Xiao Han nodded and smiled.

"There are a lot of outstanding young people from the forces here. If you want the Wu people to predict your fate for you, you must first stand out from them." Mo Yin smiled, and then she took off her cheeks with her jade hand and looked at it with a smile. Looking at Xiao Han, he said, "Actually, I'm also very curious about your prediction results. You said, my man, will it be the emperor's life?"

"Does this still require suspicion?" Xiao Han said solemnly.

"Smelly, Dou Qi Continent has not been an emperor for nearly a thousand years." Mo Yin gave Xiao Han an angry look, this guy has a really thick skin.

"Good wine, good meat!"

Just as Xiao Han was about to speak, a familiar voice rang out in the inn.

Xiao Han raised his eyebrows, and then followed the voice and looked curiously. He saw a fat monk in a cassock sitting at the guest table in the corner of the inn. There was a good wine table on the table. Good meat, the fat monk was sitting there eating with wine in one hand and meat in the other.

At this moment, some of the guests in the inn also looked over, and they were all talking about the fat monk. This monk with wine and meat is simply humiliating the image of my Buddha!

However, the fat monk turned a deaf ear to the discussions of the people around him, and still had a great time eating there, muttering a few words from time to time.

"The wine and meat passed through the intestines, and the Buddha's heart remained, alas, the world is ignorant, the little monk, I drink and eat meat to cultivate the supreme Buddha way, the world is ignorant, and will only be deceived by the eyes, unable to see the true meaning of my Buddha, it is sad and sighing …”

The fat monk drank small wine and ate good meat, with an expression of emotion on his face, quite a bit of a Realm that everyone in the world was drunk and awake.

Everyone on the side naturally heard the fat monk's muttering. They all rolled their eyes and looked contemptuous. This fat fat man is too shameless.

"How can there be such a shameless monk?" Mo Yin murmured in a small mouth, and then he saw that Xiao Han's expression was a little wrong, and asked: "Xiao Han, do you know him?"

"I don't know!" Xiao Han immediately denied it, he really couldn't afford to lose this person.

However, as soon as Xiao Han finished speaking, the fat monk's loud voice rang out in the inn:

"Oh, isn't this Xiao Seng's confidant friend, Xiao Han, little benefactor?"

Xiao Han: "..."

(End of this chapter)