Fortune Teller

In the eyes of the Eight-Eyed Divine Sect, those killings were all done by Elder Fusong. Facing a strong man in the Douxiao Realm, he could only swallow his anger.

That's why true Taoists dare to stay outside the town and wait for opportunities.

"Since this person knows the movements of the Jintai priest very well, he must have some connection with the mortals."

Gu Xiuyun thought to himself.

Taoist Zhenhong would never dare to enter the town. He could not hide the fluctuations of spiritual power in his body. If he was discovered by the priest of the divine religion, he would definitely die.

In this way, we can only use the eyes of mortals to investigate the trends of the divine religion.

Following this line, Gu Xiuyun checked all the way.

Plop!

The courtyard door opened, and inside was a group of poor mortals in ragged clothes.

Courtyard side.

Two men with naked upper bodies and only a piece of linen tied underneath were working together to beat the iron block. Next to them was a child under ten years old, struggling to pull the bellows.

Not far from them, there was a group of women standing back-to-back with their heads embroidered on their robes.

The clothes of these women cannot cover their bodies at all, they can only cover the front half, so they have to be back to back to cover each other.

And those pieces of iron and clothes are what they rely on to make a living.

Refining the impurities from the iron block and beating it into a fine steel sword can be sold to a wealthy family. A sword is worth three taels of silver.

Gu Xiuyun pushed open the wooden door, but did not attract the attention of the man and woman. They were all concentrating on knocking iron blocks and embroidering clothes and robes.

Only the children turned their heads and looked at him.

"Dad, someone is coming!" the child shouted.

The man then raised his head and said, "Do you want to buy a sword? Sorry, all the weapons in the shop have been ordered. You have to wait three or four days before we can get new ones."

At this moment, four or five teenagers ran in from outside, each holding a large bundle of woad branches.

The woad tree is resistant to burning, and a piece of wood can burn for a long time, so it is most suitable for quenching iron ore.

"Uncle Xiguang, Uncle Liuhe, come and take a look, we have picked up a lot of dead branches." The young man in charge was pale, but his eyes were full of excitement.

The clothes on his body were torn and mended, mended and torn, and his whole body seemed to be made of rags, with no part intact.

"The battle between the divine sect and the four great sects has brought these mortals into such a difficult situation..." Looking at the excited young man, Gu Xiuyun felt even more sad.

He can see through the fate of the world, and can also sense what is in the hearts of mortals, so he can better understand the misery of mortals.

All the creatures in the world want is peace and happiness, but in the face of overwhelming difficulties, who can be spared?

"Huwa is really amazing. If you walk east or west, you can find so many dead branches. Nowadays, civilians from the three major countries have gathered on the banks of the Chonghua River. It's not easy to find some dead branches." The man's face was full of joy.

"After I sell these swords, I will buy you a pound of fat meat and share it with everyone." Another man said with a smile.

"Wow, there's meat to eat again!" the teenagers cheered.

Hearing the sound, the mortals in the other rooms came out, their eyes showing envy and desire.

There are about a hundred people living in this courtyard.

In each room, there are more than a dozen people crowded together. Uncle Xiguang, Uncle Liuhe and other families all live in the same room.

Looking at the cheering young man, Gu Xiuyun's eyes flashed with excitement.

In an instant, he saw clearly the boy's past, how he found the dead branches, and how he took the dead branches back to the courtyard through pairs of hungry wolf-like eyes.

"It turns out that he borrowed the hands of these children... just a few dead branches to kill the Jintai priest?" Gu Xiuyun was both sad and angry in his heart.

These young men are the eyes and ears of Zhenhong Taoists.

Who would have thought that a young man wandering the streets would tip off the people of Zhenhong Taoism?

Those teenagers had no idea who they were reporting to and what the consequences would be. All they asked for was a few dead branches.

"No matter how miserable the mortals in the secret world are, they can eventually live freely on the ground. But what about the mortals in Youning City, Anning City, and the Eight Cities of Chu County?"

"All their lives, they don't know what flowers are? What are grasses? What are mountains, rivers and lakes? What are those mortals in the eyes of the four great sects?"

Gu Xiuyun sighed secretly and walked out of the courtyard silently.

"Hey, the guest has left?"

"Probably buy swords elsewhere!"

"Although there is a lot of iron ore near the Chonghua River, there is very little tree branch wood. It is not easy to buy a sword!"

"Ignore him, we have so many woad branches, we can last another three or four days!"

…

Along the invisible line of fate, Gu Xiuyun walked all the way for about thirty miles before he came to the place where the young man was picking up dead branches.

There was nothing here except sand and stones, but the young man found a lot of woad branches here.

Looking at the chaotic footprints on the ground, Gu Xiuyun's eyes turned completely black. Every piece of sand and stone has its own destiny line.

At this moment, he focused all his attention on this area.

Every grain of sand and every stone has turned into a thread of fate, intertwined with each other, with no end in sight.

The fate line of those sands and stones should have been a straight line, stretching from the endless ancient past to hundreds of millions of years later.

But not long ago, there was a slight disturbance.

These wavy sand grains twist and turn and extend into the distance.

"Zhenhong, you are indeed hiding nearby."

Gu Xiuyun put his fingers together, and a faint spiritual power condensed on them. Then, two kinds of immortal restrictions appeared around him, namely the Lost Light Escape and the Lichen Escape.

Both types of restraints are filled with Taoist aura, and as soon as they take shape, their bodies are completely covered.

Whoosh!

Gu Xiuyun disappeared on the spot, leaving only a vague shadow that escaped into the distance.

After a stick of incense.

When he stopped, he was already three hundred miles away.

There is faint spiritual power coming from the sand dune more than ten feet high.

As if sensing an abnormal sound, the dune shook violently, and then three or four figures rushed out at the same time.

"Want to leave? It's a little late."

Gu Xiuyun flicked his sleeve, and the spiritual realm covered a hundred feet in radius, including the hill. At the same time, fourteen spirit turtle black armor sticks flew out at the same time, condensing into a trap formation.

Peng! Peng! Peng!

Those figures collided with the spiritual barrier of the trap and shattered into pieces. Not one of them was Master Qi's true body.

"Junior, you alone dare to appear in front of me?" The sand dunes trembled, and Master Qi's figure came out from the depths, "It's just the second level of Kaimai, and you want to deal with me with just a formation? That's too much Don’t overestimate your capabilities!”

"Really?" Gu Xiuyun looked indifferent, "I would like to ask for advice on what the core disciples of the Weak Water Sect can do!"

"snort!"

Uncle Qi suddenly clapped his hands forward, and the two palms were condensed into a shape, which was half a foot in size. They pressed against Gu Xiuyun from both sides, as if they were going to squeeze him into a meat pie.

With the blessing of the fourth heavenly spirit realm, the power of the two palms continued to grow, and the speed became faster and faster. Until they came to Gu Xiuyun, they were already glowing red.

That was the scene where the fire spiritual power was about to explode.

Peng!

The two palms came together, and the huge impact caused ripples in the void.

With a violent roar, the strength of his palm collapsed, and a smile appeared on Master Qi's face.

"It's just the second level of Kaimai. In front of my spiritual realm, I can't even dodge. I really overestimate my capabilities."

But at this moment, the smile on his face froze.

After the strength of his palm collapsed, Gu Xiuyun stood on the spot, with a faint spiritual light flashing around him, and he actually withstood this powerful palm.

"The palm strength of the fourth level of Kaimai is also very ordinary." Gu Xiuyun said quietly.