The First Cause of All Realms

huh~

The breeze blew, and the black and gray flags moved slowly.

"I am a fairy?"

Looking at the flying flag, Yang Yu's heart moved.

He fixed his eyes and saw that the old fortune-teller was wrapped in a burlap robe.

With his current perception and his eyes, there is absolutely no way that any method of hiding and hiding will not leak flaws, but no matter how he looks at it, this old man is no different from ordinary people.

Muscles and bones are slack, Qi and blood decline, not to mention old age, but it is not bad.

only……

"What a big tone you are, you arena warlock!"

While Yang Yu was thinking about it, someone also noticed this booth. It was a strong and powerful man with a face full of flesh, and slapped the table with a vicious voice:

"Old guy, don't sleep, get up and do the math for me!"

"Ha~"

The old fortune-teller seemed to be awakened, he yawned a long time, and Meng Song looked sleepily at the big man who disturbed his good dreams, and said angrily:

"Don't forget your life."

"Um?!"

The big man gasped out of his nostrils and his face was bad: "What's the matter, my life is not good?"

He was very unhappy, 'bang bang' patted the table, the movement was very loud, and it attracted a group of passers-by. The crowd looked at the flag and chanted it again, causing an uproar.

"Good guy, claiming to be a fairy?!"

Many people smacked their tongues, but most of them were ridiculed, and no one took him for real, but it was human nature to watch the fun, and after a while, dozens of people gathered around. .

"The fate of the next is not good or bad, so that's it."

The old fortune teller held down his stall:

"Life should not be touched lightly, let alone spoken lightly, sincerity, silver taels."

"Twelve taels of silver? Why don't you go grab it?!"

The big man was furious and was about to open the stall.

"That's all! It hasn't opened for a few days. Today, I'll count it for you for free."

The old man sighed:

"You have a small fortune in your life, but it's a pity that your parents died early. You originally had brothers, but you got away when you were young. This year, you are 30 or 6. Your wife is frail, and you have a son and two daughters, right?"

"Hey?"

Hearing this, the big man was shocked and blurted out: "How do you know?"

"Really accurate?"

The onlookers were in an uproar at first, and then some people guessed:

"Trust? How can you be so accurate?"

"Tonyma!"

The big man slapped the man to the ground with a backhand slap: "I, Zhao Da, you don't recognize me?!"

Some people recognized this big man as a nearby butcher. He was born with Confucian strength and strength. He was also called the Second Slaughter of Montenegro with Na Huwan. His family was rich and arrogant.

A few years ago, in the night when the bandits attacked the city, he single-handedly slashed and killed more than ten bandits, and his reputation was not small.

Seeing that it was him, everyone immediately lost the controversy, and no one would look for such a trustee.

Then this old man can really count?

Yang Yu stopped to look, his heart moved slightly, and he could see the fate of the big man.

【Zhao Da】

【Fate: None】

[Fate: two white and two gray]

[Qi and blood are like cows (white), Kong Wu is powerful (white), small and rich (grey), alone (grey)]

"Old man fortune-telling, nothing is wrong."

The old man stroked his long beard, saw Zhao Daxin, and smiled slightly:

"Originally, you operated a lowly business and killed too many lives. You should have no children and no grandchildren, and you should be alone. Do you know who changed your fate?"

"Ah? Can the fate be changed?"

Some people exclaimed and questioned.

"You can change your fate if you can see it. Not to mention the emperor of the 'Lord of a Hundred Fate', even a small county magistrate can change your fate with a single thought."

The old man smiled lightly.

"stop fighting!"

Someone else was about to ask, but Zhao Da interrupted him arrogantly, and said in a loud voice, "Who changed my life?"

"You were born without children and grandchildren. Fortunately, a noble person helped you. Whenever you go out, they will 'seed and breed' for you..."

"You fart!"

Before he could finish his words, Zhao Da was already furious and almost ran away.

The group of people stepped back in fright, but the old man's smile did not diminish: "You might as well go home and take a look..."

"Bitch!"

Zhao Da's face was like a pig's liver, he turned around with a roar, and ran back.

"This, this is going to kill people..."

Someone murmured, if this is true, with Zhao Da's temperament, the adulterer must not be torn apart...

But no one cared about other people's affairs. On the contrary, everyone began to crowd and ask the old man to tell their fortunes.

"Don't be in a hurry."

The old man smiled and swept through the crowd, saying it was strange, but when his eyes were touched, everyone became quiet.

"Old Immortal, please help me do the math!"

A young man with a simple and honest face squeezed into the crowd and saluted again and again.

Before the old man could agree, he had already started talking like he was pouring beans in a bamboo tube. His name was Jia Xing.

After working hard for several years and barely having some spare money, I asked someone to talk about the marriage.

"What to do, hurry up, we're still waiting!"

He babbled a few words, and the onlookers interrupted impatiently.

The young man smiled wryly, and even cupped his hands, he didn't dare to babble:

"The girl the matchmaker said is a good girl, but the dowry is too heavy and the requirements are too harsh. Not only does the mother need to move out of the yard, but she also needs to control my family's fields and land deeds..."

"In the past, people like you, the old man is not counted, do you know why?"

"what?"

Jia Xing shook his head stiffly.

"Because someone like you wouldn't be able to get money for fortune-telling if it wasn't for marriage..."

The old man shook his head slightly, and Jia Xing stepped back with a face full of disappointment.

Next, the old man was here to tell the fortune. He did it very fast, and he didn't need to measure the words or watch the palm prints at all. Not long after, he had already calculated the fortunes of the people around him.

And all of them were not successful, causing a group of people to exclaim again and again.

"There are too many secrets leaked, and the old man may lose his life. Today, at most one more person..."

Seeing more and more people, the old man put away the cloth.

Many people looked disappointed, but they were still those who volunteered.

Seeing this, his brows furrowed imperceptibly.

Yang Prison was about to turn around and leave.

"This son, please stay!"

The old man shouted loudly.

Yang Yu paused in his footsteps and glanced back at him, pretending to be puzzled, but sneering in his heart.

The old man's way of hiding and hiding is simply miraculous. With his current perception, he can't see anything, but unfortunately, he still has magical powers.

If Tongyou can't see the number of fate, he must be carrying a rare treasure. An ordinary fortune-teller does not have the courage to erect such a swaggering flag, and it is impossible to carry such a rare treasure.

Therefore, at the first sight of this person, Yang Yu clearly realized that this old guy's target was himself!

"This gentleman has stopped for a long time, is he interested in letting this old man count?"

The old fortune teller smiled and nodded.

"Not interested in."

Hearing the three decisive words, the old man's smiling face was a little stiff, but in a flash he said with a smile:

"Could it be that your son doesn't believe in fate?"

"none of your business!"

Yang Yu sneered in his heart, showed impatience, and walked away.

"As expected of the most famous rising star in Qingzhou today, this old man has no flaws in asking himself, I don't want you to notice..."

The old man appreciates it slightly.

He spoke softly, and as the voice reverberated, the entire long street seemed to freeze, and everyone was stunned in place.

"Martial Will!"

Yang prison raised his eyebrows.

I only felt that as the sound waves reverberated, an ethereal but strange will covered the entire long street, and everyone seemed to be asleep.

This scene is extremely strange, even if Yang Yu saw it at this time, his heart skipped a beat, it was the first time he had seen such a strange martial art, or a different technique.

Because he didn't notice the fluctuation of the magical power.

"If Yang Shaoxia is interested in a little trick that is not popular, the old man will not be stingy, and I am willing to teach it."

The old fortune teller is still smiling.

His voice is no longer old, it has become vigorous and powerful, the words are sonorous like gold and iron, and it can be heard far away, but it seems that only Yang Yu can hear it.

"Who are you?"

Yang Yu lowered his eyes and pressed the knife with his hand.

"The old man 'Dongxuan' is neither Taoist nor Confucian, but a person with supernatural powers like Yang Shaoxia."

"A magician?"

Yang Yu's heart moved slightly, but he didn't find the divine aura on the old man's body, and the gluttonous cauldron didn't change when it touched Daoguo.

Moreover, he didn't seem to have heard of the old man's name...

"It has been 3,000 years since the tide has risen. Although there are few Dao fruits born in the world, they are not absent. Naturally, there is not only Yang Shaoxia who is a supernatural being."

Dongxuan Sanren chuckled lightly and went straight to the point:

"The old man is from Qiankun Cave, a place that belongs to me and other supernatural powers. Here, I want to invite Yang Shaoxia to join."

"Qiankun Cave?"

It was another unfamiliar force, but Yang Yu felt a move in his heart, remembering Wang Jingqi's warning when he first met Wang Jingqi.

He said that you must not join the "unknown but extremely generous and mysterious forces", referring to this Qiankun Cave?

"The tide ebbs and flows, the world changes, and the old order will eventually come to an end. Only those with supernatural powers like me can recreate the universe!"

Dongxuan Sanren said loudly:

"I know the young man is in trouble, but as long as you join the Qiankun Cave, everything will be gone! Wei Zhengxian, Duan Qilong. Lin Daoren, they are nothing.

As long as you want~www.wuxiaspot.com~ I can remove it as much as possible! "

The cadence of what he said, combined with pure will, had an incomparably huge appeal, but Yang Prison had already kept his mind and was not affected by it.

Hearing this, he was noncommittal, and just said:

"Liansheng Jiao also invited me to join."

"Lianshengjiao, the cancer of the world! How can it be compared with me?"

Dongxuan Daoist laughed:

"Women's rebellion can't be achieved in a thousand years, and even if they do, so what? It's just that the emperor changed his name, but he still can't change the ills of 'the royal family is supreme, the family gains power, the tyrants rise together, and the officials swallow people' for three thousand years!"

Yang Yu was very calm: "What about you?"

"We, the supernatural powers, don't care about beauty, power, wealth and glory... We will overthrow the corrupt imperial power for three thousand years, and create a country without royal family, no officials to manipulate power, and no war to kill..."

"Datong World!"